"Can't let anyone realize what I found. At least before I successfully absorb it and successfully reach the Late Stage- No, Peak of the Demon King Realm. By then, it will be too late even if someone wants to steal it from me…" Muttering this to himself as he sensed that the person from the stone tower had truly left, the Bood Sea Demon King slowly sank his consciousness back into the pristine drop of blood floating before him. Dwelling back into a state of absentmindedness as he once again began slowly absorbing this drop of blood.
The situation in the Western Central Region and the arrival of someone from one of the nine core faiths had only made him more desperate to absorb this drop of blood as fast as possible. Understanding that things would only grow more chaotic in the coming years, something that would force him to request aid from those senior figures still in the process of awakening back in the Frozen Wastelands.
