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Chapter 330:
The screams echoed in and out, sometimes even right next to Freya's ear, as a chilling breath continuously seeped into her collar.
However, Freya's expression turned cold as she suddenly yanked her right hand into the well.
Splash—
A large handful of black liquid was pulled out along with a strange creature from the Black Well.
It was a bizarre man with two faces, its sticky black hair clinging to its body, obscuring its frail form.
Its long and pale limbs flailed against the ground, splattering large amounts of black mud, and oddly enough, all four of its limbs were arms.
At this moment, Freya's right hand tightly gripped the Hell Creature's neck, as strands of red Thin Line surged from the point of contact towards Freya.
Feeling the concentration of her Royal Serpent Bloodline increase, Freya's pupils gradually transformed into green Slit Pupils.
"The Bloodline Power of Ancient Inheritance can indeed restrain these Hell Creatures that utilize Death Qi. It seems this fellow is the one that made Hell's Mouth its lair last time."
As she muttered to herself, the bloodline on the creature's neck grew fainter and thinner until it completely vanished.
Its previously violent struggles gradually quieted down, and its four arms hung limply without movement.
"Hmph, is it dead?"
Freya paused for a moment, then directly threw the corpse onto the ground and flicked her hand, causing a strand of black flame to attach itself to it.
However, the black fire strangely vanished the instant it touched the corpse, as if it had never appeared at all.
This scene made Freya show a curious expression.
"Oh? Even in death, it can resist magic. It seems this immunity is purely a physical strength."
As she spoke to herself, she took out a silver knife and a syringe from her waist.
She crouched down and began to collect biological samples from the corpse on the spot.
Several chunks of flesh, along with hair and blood, were quickly cut off by Freya and stored in specific containers for preservation.
After finishing these tasks, Freya simply extended her foot and with a loud thud, kicked the body back into the Black Well.
The corpse slowly sank into the well, and soon the water of the Underworld River began to rapidly recede.
Freya stood at the edge of the well, interestedly studying a piece of flesh from that Hell Creature in her hand while quietly waiting for Hell's Mouth to completely dry up.
The piece of flesh in her hand occasionally erupted with colorful sparks, illuminating Freya's face in the darkness. It felt somewhat eerie.
"Indeed, the structure of Hell Creature's flesh is different from most creatures in the Wizarding World. It has a combination of shadowy beings from the Necromancy Department and Zombies. There seems to be some special substance that allows them to be immune to most energy damage. However, this immunity is limited to energy attacks; physically, they are no different from normal creatures."
The characteristics of Hell Creatures can be considered a product of World Rule; even wizards cannot directly utilize them for themselves but can only find indirect ways to make use of them.
For example, raising Hell Creatures, crossbreeding them with creatures from the Wizarding World and keeping them as Magical Pets, or directly imprinting a spiritual mark on a Hell Creature's head to create a similar form of clone.
Freya did not intend to use this method. Although the Hell Creature somewhat restrained wizards, for her, it was enough to understand some characteristics of these beings.
After all, aside from the King Cobra Legacy, her physical qualities were also very strong due to the transformation from her inheritance, nearly on par with a First-Level Wizard specializing in physical prowess.
However, due to the convenience of sorcery and the peculiar combat methods among wizards, she had not utilized it until now.
Ten minutes later, the waters of the Underworld River within Hell's Mouth completely disappeared.
Freya lightly ground her fingers, and the piece of flesh that had been struggling in her hand turned to powder. She then looked down at the dark well opening.
Pausing for a moment, she took out five white cubes from her waist and placed them at specific positions around the edge of the well.
Next, Freya brought her hands together and recited the incantation to activate it, then quickly pressed her hands against the edge of the well.
A white halo swept from her palms, and the five white cubes lit up simultaneously.
A special white rune flickered and floated in the center of the well opening.
Watching the appearance of that white rune, Freya released her hands and took out a green Token, tossing it directly toward the rune.
The Token swiftly sank into the rune, and then the five white cubes rapidly melted into a large pool of white liquid that enveloped the well opening.
Freya stepped back a couple of paces, squinting her eyes as she observed the changes in the Black Well.
Before long, the originally black wellhead transformed into a pure white, emitting a cool white glow, with wisps of white smoke rising around it.
Approaching the changed wellhead, Freya waved her hand to disperse the surrounding white smoke and let out a slight sigh.
"This is all I can do."
Each Hell's Mouth was fixed in place and could not be moved, which was rather troublesome.
The runes she set up only served to stabilize and isolate the area.
In the future, even if someone accidentally wandered into the Lost Garden, they would not discover the Hell's Mouth, serving as a precautionary measure.
"The last time was only above the Underworld River. I haven't seen the surroundings yet; now I have a general understanding of Hell World." Freya gazed at the wellhead below with a faint green light in her eyes, murmuring to herself. "It's just right that I'm here this time; I should test whether that area is within the territory of intelligent beings."
She was confident that with her current strength and trump cards, she could escape from any being below the level of a Dawn Wizard.
After all, the King Cobra was considered one of the powerful beings in Ancient Times. Even though Freya had not yet reached the first biological form's condensation, under the enhancement and transformation of Bloodline Power, her current strength was sufficient to reach the level of a Third-Rank Wizard.
After checking her belongings briefly, Freya jumped directly into the wellhead. Soon, the sensation of weightlessness arrived as expected.
...
Half an hour later.
Above the rushing Underworld River, a dark cloud quietly hovered next to a hellish entrance.
Concealed, Freya fully activated her Bloodline Power without any concerns about the Wizarding World.
At this moment, her eyes completely transformed into green slit pupils, and even the tips of her blonde hair subtly turned green, exuding an ancient and obscure aura.
However, while feeling the dense Death Qi of the Hell World, Freya slightly lifted her sleeve, her brow furrowing.
After entering the Hell World, the numerous black eyes on her arm became active, blinking and looking around.
A chill spread from her arm throughout her body, then dispersed in all directions.
"Are these things calling for their original master?" She narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of coldness. "Just in time to test the limits of my King Cobra Legacy."
After a pause, Freya activated her absorption aura again. Countless red Thin Lines from the Underworld River rapidly converged towards her, being swiftly absorbed into her right hand.
The surge of Bloodline Power caused the green at the tips of Freya's blonde hair to spread again, hinting at a complete transformation into green.
Suddenly, a cold and decayed aura enveloped her from the left side.
"They're here!"
Freya, who had been vigilant about her surroundings, suddenly focused her gaze. She abruptly opened her right hand to absorb bloodlines and reached out to the left.
In an unseen manner, countless twisted bloodlines formed a large blood-red hand that swept horizontally towards that direction.
Bang!!!
A loud muffled sound erupted as several clouds of black smoke exploded directly in front of Freya, followed by four strange figures in black robes tumbling backward.
The black robes they wore became tattered after Freya's recent attack, and the large amounts of black mist inside scattered chaotically.
"Oh? Are these the same things as last time? It seems their connection to the Eye of the River Styx is quite extraordinary."
The shadowy figures that flew and rolled through the air appeared to Freya to be very similar to Elemental Creatures, and they also possessed a quality akin to Hell Creatures, making them immune to most energy attacks.
If an ordinary wizard encountered them, they might be severely weakened, potentially dragged into the Underworld River and become nourishment for the Hell World.
Fortunately, Freya had suffered some setbacks against these beings last time, giving her some understanding of their attack methods.
"The effects of Bloodline Power seem even stronger than expected for a Second-Level Wizard; perhaps they are not sentient beings."
Just as Freya was analyzing the situation, the four shadowy figures that had been thrown back suddenly vanished together.
At the same time, a large gray aura of decay surged toward Freya.
"Hmph!"
She snorted coldly, and a massive green Serpent-Shaped figure slowly emerged behind her.
The humidity in the air increased severalfold as a vast gray ominous cloud quickly gathered.
Freya's entire form gradually disappeared into thin air, leaving only the enormous King Cobra Phantom in her place.
The head of the King Cobra slowly lowered, its green pupils exuding an air of tranquility as it surveyed its surroundings.
As the King Cobra gazed around, the ominous clouds in the surrounding air became unusually thick and sticky.
It was as if it had turned into a space filled with glue.
A decaying gray aura enveloped the King Cobra Phantom, passing through without any pause.
However, as the moisture in the air became increasingly thick, the four Black-Robed Beings began to faintly emerge.
Their bodies moved with an unusual slowness. Their semi-transparent forms were surrounded by a light black mist, resembling still flames, with their hands holding two Scimitars crossed slightly, as if preparing for some action.
The massive head of the King Cobra turned to look at the direction of the emerging black-robed figures.
A low and distant roar erupted from its mouth.
Then, the King Cobra opened its enormous jaws and moved directly toward that direction.
The surrounding dark clouds seemed to be stirred by its gigantic body, swirling violently.
Soon after, a dense rain began to fall.
The black Underworld River below appeared to become slightly clearer under the erosion of this rain.
The four Black-Robed Beings, trapped by the unusually thick dark clouds around them, stood motionless, staring blankly as their bodies were engulfed beneath the giant serpent's mouth.
After swallowing the four Black-Robed Beings, the King Cobra gently shook its head, and then the entire Phantom slowly became transparent, completely dissipating.
As the King Cobra Phantom vanished, Freya's figure gradually emerged.
She looked down at her right hand, where the King Cobra Mark seemed to have faded significantly.
"The power is probably comparable to the Third Peak, almost reaching the limit of the Dawn Wizard. However, the consumption of Bloodline is too severe. In my current state, I can only use it three times before facing the risk of Bloodline depletion. It seems I can only use it as a trump card in the future."
The projection of the King Cobra is an ancient sorcery condensed by the Bloodline Power. The projection possesses some abilities of the King Cobra, and the strength of these abilities is determined by the concentration of the inheritor's Bloodline.
Moreover, once a projection is condensed, the body of the inheritor will partially merge with it, or it becomes a kind of ethereal transformation state.
This condition provides good resistance against both physical and magical attacks. Of course, there is a drawback: if the King Cobra projection is attacked, it is equivalent to being attacked on the inheritor's body.
If the King Cobra projection is destroyed, although the inheritor will not die, they will certainly suffer serious injuries.
From Freya's inherited memories, the King Cobra projection she just condensed was roughly equivalent to the peak level of a Third-Rank Wizard. If she exerted all her strength, she could barely reach a strike from a Dawn Wizard. However, after attacking, the projection would automatically dissipate, and to condense it again would require expending more Bloodline Power to start over.
"However, fortunately, if I condense the first form in the future, this type of projection will exist similarly to a virtual creature. Although its strength won't increase much, it won't consume Bloodline Power each time it's used."
While thinking, Freya cast her gaze around.
Although the battle was brief, it was impossible to ignore its impact.
But what surprised Freya was that the Eye of the River Styx's River Guardian had not appeared.
After a while, the rain formed by the 'shadow' clouds she controlled had stained part of the black Underworld River brown, yet that strange giant Wide-eyed sphere still did not appear.
"Is there no reaction even after this level of purification? Could it be that it's not here at this time?"
Freya frowned slightly and then turned her gaze toward the left side of the Underworld River.
The gaze swept across the wide, surging river, with the distant left side of the Underworld River revealing a vast, dark mountain range, stretching endlessly like a massive black beast lying on the ground.
Most of the mountains were shrouded in dark forests, while parts of them were made up of dark brown rock, where faint black dots could be seen crawling about like ants.
If one listened closely, they could hear the faint sounds of beastly roars.
On the right side of the Underworld River lay an area resembling a desert, with vast stretches of golden sand that seemed to go on forever. Occasionally, one could spot one or two oval-shaped, peculiar plants in the desert.
That area appeared to have no living creatures, looking extremely desolate.
However, just as Freya was about to withdraw her gaze, a deep and wide ravine in that desert caught her attention.
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