The Bloodline System Chapter 1671 1671: Foolish Child
Previously on The Bloodline System...
Three hues of absolute cosmic authority—silver, gold, and purple—swirled around her form, knitting themselves into her very marrow.
Her bones snapped under the pressure.
Her muscle fibers shredded.
In the next heartbeat, they regenerated.
Her bloodline was undergoing a profound evolution.
The child within her pulsed once more, sending a stabilizing wave of warmth through her system that kept her from collapsing.
Death would have been instantaneous for her if not for the unborn infant.
Reality itself began to shudder the moment Angy commenced the ritual.
The airless void of deep space warped around her floating figure as streaks of silver-white brilliance erupted from the vials holding Gustav's fragmented essences. This light spiraled in massive arcs, drawing inward like a celestial whirlpool before sinking into her flesh in heavy, rhythmic pulses. A metallic disk platform materialized beneath their feet as her veins began to shimmer like molten starlines.
The initial surge of energy was far from silent.
It was anything but subtle.
It thundered through the cosmos like a primal scream.
A shockwave dense enough to shatter asteroids and sharp enough to cleave through comets erupted in every direction. Stars flickered across distant universes. Nebulae shriveled. Galactic storms halted in their tracks. The vacuum of space vibrated like a struck drum.
And within the Domains of the Deities…
Eyes flew open.
Hundreds of ancient entities froze as the sensation pierced their perceptions. Simultaneously, many lifted their heads, Gazing across the vast distance that surpassed mortal sight.
A formidable deity, appearing as if sculpted from red stone and seated upon a throne of flaming space-dust, narrowed his gaze.
"The Outworldly…?" he whispered.
A beast-like goddess, cloaked in tempestuous clouds, rose to her feet with lightning cascading from her talons.
"That energy… Impossible. That monster died."
Every deity throughout the divine realms felt the tremor.
And they began to mobilize.
Cries of despair rose from enslaved galaxies as divine beings tore through the fabric of the universe, moving at speeds that defied time and ripping holes in starfields during their flight.
Yet, one presence among them rattled the ether more violently than all others.
A massive shadow burst forth from a shattered moon over a hundred galaxies away.
It was the true form of Nocturnis.
His physique was a towering monolith of darkness, a humanoid silhouette possessing countless shifting appendages. Innumerable eyes opened across his fluctuating form, all fixated on the source of the energetic surge.
He felt a jolt in his chest. The presence of his son was once again detectable in the cosmos, but there was something more... something familiar.
"You insects…" his voice growled, echoing through the ruined star systems surrounding him. "You dare… meddle with the Outworldly's remains?"
He vanished into a blur, the force of his departure obliterating the galaxy he had occupied.
The pursuit had begun.
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Meanwhile...
Endric was on his knees at the center of the barrier, sweat drenching his face. Surrounding him, over thirty mixedbloods and alien survivors floated in a formation, each extending a palm to funnel their raw energy into his core.
It felt as though he were trying to restrain an entire ocean with his bare hands.
The telekinetic shield encompassing them was a shimmering dome of warped space—material denser than the metal of a neutron star and more rigid than any known physical substance.
Angy, suspended at the heart of the platform, was deaf to the outside world.
Her Universal Enlightenment bloodline was being pushed to its breaking point.
Her unborn baby radiated a soft warmth, anchoring her body and allowing her to absorb energies that would have turned any other living soul to ash.
She clenched her teeth, her breathing becoming shallow and frantic.
She could feel Gustav's essence rotating, blending…
She could feel him.
But she did not falter.
She couldn't afford to.
Suddenly, the stars behind them seemed to detonate as dozens of multicolored streaks slammed into the corrupted sector of space.
Then dozens more followed.
Then hundreds.
The hearts of every mixedblood within the shield turned to ice.
Falco breathed, "…they’re here."
Despite his injuries and exhaustion, he moved instinctively to stand between Angy and the barrier’s weakest point, shadows coiling around his arms like guardian snakes.
E.E. began channeling his spatial bloodline.
Aildris summoned swirling spectrums of light around his limbs.
Sersi and Ria traded looks of pure terror.
Xanatus cursed under his breath.
Then—
BOOM.
Appearing like an omen of extinction, Nocturnis arrived first.
His gargantuan, shadow-wrapped form halted a few kilometers from the shield as darkness rolled out from him like a tsunami.
His many eyes glowed, narrowing as they inspected the figures trapped within the dome.
His sight landed on Angy first.
Then Endric.
Then… Falco.
A heavy, resonant voice washed over the barrier like a tectonic tremor.
"How… did you escape my senses this whole time?"
Falco’s gaze sharpened, but he remained silent.
Nocturnis drifted closer, scrutinizing the barrier’s thickness, density, and composition. A thin smirk appeared on his face.
"So this is the sanctuary you’ve constructed to hide from me," he remarked quietly. "A telekinetic cage? With that boy serving as the anchor?"
His expression grew frigid.
"You believe this can save you?"
Endric remained perfectly still, his entire mind dedicated to maintaining the barrier's integrity.
Angy didn't even blink. Her form was now radiating such intense light that she looked like a sun burning from within.
Falco stepped forward and spat, "We don’t need to run forever."
Nocturnis’ grin grew wider.
"Foolish child."
He raised a hand.
A sphere of blue-black energy, dense enough to cause a moon to collapse, began to form.
And then he launched it.
KRRRRRRAAAAMMMM!!!
The impact hit the shield with the force of a planetary collision.
The resulting shockwave rattled everyone inside, knocking several mixedbloods off their feet.
Spatial distortions rebounded outward like shards of broken glass.
The area became clouded with cosmic dust and debris.
And then…
The haze dissipated.
The barrier remained standing.
It was completely unharmed.
A brief moment of silence followed.
Then—
A deep, booming laugh resonated from behind Nocturnis.
A massive deity, resembling a colossus of bronze, crossed his arms with a smirk.
"Losing your touch, are we, Nocturnis?"
A female deity made entirely of rotating galaxies hovered nearby, looking amused.
"He actually expected that to work? How pathetic."
Whispers traveled through the gathered divine host. Some laughed, while others scoffed. Many looked on with entertainment, as if witnessing a theatrical comedy.
Nocturnis’ eyes pulsed with lethal intent.
He raised his hand once more.
But before he could strike again, the bronze deity moved to the front.
"Allow me."