Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

Chapter 625: Demi God’s Do Not Approve

As the final tendrils of rot disintegrated beneath the golden glow of Manu’s energy, the Mother Tree’s infected branches began to heal, pulsating with life once more. The acrid scent of decay dissipated, replaced by a faint, sweet fragrance of renewal. Manu stepped back, satisfied, dusting his hands of his own blood, as though the monumental task had been nothing more than a mundane chore.

Suddenly, he froze as a sharp sensation brushed against his neck. The dragoness had coiled her tail and pointed its razor-sharp tip directly at his throat. Her violet eyes blazed with determination, and her tone was cold and firm.

"You’re not going anywhere... human," she growled. "By decree of the Patriarch, you will remain here indefinitely. You’ve meddled with our sacred tree, besides, the hatched dragons aldo need healing...we dont mind having more of your heart blood, we will...milk you properlyof what uou are worth."

Manu’s gaze flicked to the tail with faint amusement, his smirk returning. He leaned his head slightly away from the pointed edge, his voice calm yet mocking. "Me!? Human?.... tsk tsk tsk"Tell me, dragoness, how old are you?"

Her brows furrowed in confusion. "What does that have to do with anything?"

Manu shrugged lazily. "Humor me. How many years have you spent since your hatching?"

The question made her recoil slightly, her tail trembling for a moment before steadying. "It’s improper to ask a lady her age, but if you must know, I am about 1,700 years old." She raised her chin, clearly expecting her age to intimidate him.

Instead, Manu laughed—a deep, rich sound that echoed in the chamber. "Ah, I see. No wonder you haven’t wet yourself in my presence. Your ignorance has been both a shield and a curse. It’s definitely the only thing keeping you sane in my company, yet it’s also made you a bold... fool."

The dragoness snarled, her pride clearly wounded. "Ignorance? You insult me, human! I am a royal dragon of the violet core, awakened to my bloodline! My power is leagues above humans of the same class, and dragons are far superior to any core beast or human cultivator!"

Manu’s golden eyes narrowed, a snake-like glow radiating from them as his smirk deepened. The air around him grew heavier, and the pressure was enough to make the dragoness flinch. "You may be a royal dragon, but you are still far from strong enough. You’re Violet Core—equivalent to a silver-ranked human warrior. I, on the other hand, am a gold-ranked cultivator."

"Perfect," he murmured, his smirk returning. "This will do nicely."

The dragoness frowned, her unease growing. "Do not forget, hu..." she held her tongue, "...king manu... please, these are sacred remains. Treat them with the respect they deserve, or you’ll answer to the Patriarch and all of dragonkind."

Manu chuckled, stepping forward into the graveyard. "Don’t worry, dragoness. I always treat my meals with the utmost care."

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Meanwhile...

The Seer stood by the arched window of the Glass Castle, her slender fingers tracing the ever-shifting patterns of its vibrant panes. Each piece of glass shimmered with a kaleidoscope of colors, constantly rearranging itself into intricate, indecipherable designs that pulsed with faint light. Beyond the crystalline walls, a vast expanse of white clouds stretched infinitely, blending with the prismatic glow of the castle’s exterior.

A crow, its body formed entirely of curling smoke, perched on the edge of the window. Its eyes were deep, swirling voids, and its voice was a raspy whisper that carried the weight of ancient secrets.

"Manu is doing it again," the crow rasped, its smoky form shifting as though caught in a breeze that didn’t exist. "We have rules... our kind should not meddle, much less on this scale of destruction he plans for humankind."

The Seer’s gaze remained fixed on the horizon, her expression calm but distant, as though already seeing the implications of the crow’s words.

"Or have you not noticed," the crow added, its tone edged with urgency. "The pattern formation..."