[Blood Era - First Wave of the Blood Race Invasion]
"Petrus, are you sure about this?" a lady with red hair braided into two thick braids asked, looking at a young man clad in deep red armor, a spear strapped to his back.
"Relax, stepsister; this lord has no plans of dying today."
"I didn't ask whether you are afraid of death, stepbrother; I asked whether you are sure about this. I mean, you are yet to take your Celestial Blood Bath and ascend to the realm of a Celestial.
And while I can't believe I am saying this today, although you may be the Blood Spear King, what makes you think you can fight three Pseudo-Primordials all by yourself?"
Petrus smirked. "There is no harm in calling me Blood Spear King, Eliza. And while I may just be a Supreme, like you said, I am also the Blood Spear King. I will manage somehow. After all, my mission is just to stop the three Blood Generals from advancing, right?
