The moment Kael’s eyes opened, an invisible pressure exploded outward from his body.
BOOM!
A tide of bloodlust flooded the throne room without warning.
The air instantly grew heavy.
The temperature seemed to plummet as an indescribable killing intent swept through every corner of the ancient hall. The crimson aura rolled outward like an endless tide, staining the very atmosphere with an eerie scarlet hue.
Even Varek’s expression changed.
As a Quasi-Transcendent whose will had been tempered through untold years, very few things in existence could make him uncomfortable.
Yet standing beneath Kael’s bloodlust...
He actually felt pressure.
Not enough to shake his mind.
But enough to make him instinctively tense.
Fortunately, the pressure lasted only a brief moment.
Kael’s eyes sharpened as he immediately took control of the overflowing bloodlust. The crimson tide receded just as quickly as it had appeared, flowing back into his body until not a trace remained. The suffocating atmosphere vanished, and silence once again settled over the throne room.
Only then did Kael slowly rise to his feet.
The first thing he did wasn’t checking his body.
Nor was it asking Varek any questions.
Instead...
He took a deep breath.
A genuine one.
The air entered his lungs freely.
Fresh.
Clean.
Without even the faintest trace of that nauseating scent which had tormented him for hours.
A smile slowly spread across his face.
"It really disappeared..."
He couldn’t help taking another deep breath.
Then another.
The simple act of breathing suddenly felt unbelievably pleasant.
People rarely appreciated fresh air.
After all, it was something they experienced every second of every day. Because it was always there, they unconsciously assumed it held little value.
Only after losing it, even for a short while did he finally understand just how precious it truly was.
Kael chuckled softly to himself.
For the first time since returning from the battlefield, his mind felt clear again.
His stomach no longer churned.
His head no longer throbbed.
Even the world itself seemed brighter than before.
Just then, Varek stepped forward before bowing slightly.
"Congratulations, Master."
"You have successfully consolidated your bloodlust."
Kael looked toward him before nodding sincerely.
"Thank you, Varek."
"I probably wouldn’t have figured any of this out without your help."
That wasn’t an exaggeration.
Without Varek, he would’ve continued believing he had somehow become sick after the battle. He would’ve never guessed that the overwhelming scent of blood had actually been his bloodlust attempting to manifest itself.
Had it continued unchecked...
The consequences hardly needed imagining.
Varek’s eyes visibly brightened.
Although he remained outwardly composed, genuine happiness welled up inside him.
To him, Kael wasn’t merely his master.
He was a supreme existence.
A being who stood above everything else.
Receiving even a simple word of appreciation from such a being filled him with a satisfaction few things in existence could rival.
After a brief silence, Varek spoke again.
"Master..."
"There is something I would like to confirm."
Kael raised an eyebrow.
"What is it?"
"If possible... would you release your bloodlust once more?"
"I wish to verify one of my suspicions."
Kael frowned slightly.
He didn’t hesitate for long.
Ever since their first encounter, Varek had repeatedly demonstrated knowledge far beyond his own. If he wanted to confirm something, then Kael also wished to know what it was.
He nodded.
"Very well."
The next moment...
His bloodlust erupted once again.
The throne room darkened beneath the invisible pressure as an ocean of killing intent surged toward Varek.
Unlike before...
Varek didn’t instinctively endure it.
Nor did he raise any form of mental defense.
He simply allowed the bloodlust to wash over him completely.
Earlier, while Kael’s consciousness had been trapped inside that mysterious Blood Realm, Varek had been unable to enter. Although their connection had allowed him to sense that something abnormal was occurring, he had refrained himself from entering, fearing he might cause harm to Keal
Still...
The fragments he had sensed were enough to leave him with several suspicions.
Now, he intended to confirm them personally.
The instant Kael’s bloodlust engulfed him, Varek’s vision blurred.
His surroundings disappeared.
The throne room faded away.
When his vision returned, he found himself standing inside another world.
It was also a realm of blood.
Yet...
It differed completely from the one Kael had been in.
There was no endless crimson pool stretching beneath an empty void.
Instead, the ground was cracked black earth soaked by rivers of fresh blood.
Above him...
The sky itself had vanished.

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