YM778.TV Chapter 118 - 'The Source Of A Great Calamity'
Chapter 118 - "The Source Of A Great Calamity"
"Hahaha. Lil lass, I didn’t think you would be curious about that." The Fenrir was so thick-faced that he didn’t think others wouldn’t question his strange decision!
"Hummm, if you’re curious, I’ll tell you." The huge wolf spoke in a low voice. His voice sounded powerful and cool, but he couldn’t hide the hint of teasing in his tone. "My lifespan is about to end, anyway. I need you."
"Y-yes, your excellency...may I know the reason..." Code-C gulped. He still had a tiny hope that he wouldn’t be chosen even when the succession ceremony was about to begin.
Alas, The Fenrir only grinned, showing his sharp fangs. "Boy, if I said that I had always wanted to create a mix between the wolf and the feline race...would you believe me?"
Grandpa Fenrir’s white mane shook as he smiled teasingly. The wolf slowly laid on the ground with his front legs crossed elegantly.
"Come, come, relax. I know that my idea sounds bizarre, but that has always been my dream." The Fenrir ignored Code-C’s dumbfounded face and nudged him to lay on the ground.
Of course, while these two conversed, Ainsley hovered above their head, strangely understanding their language despite only hearing a bunch of weak meowing sounds and a low beast’s growl.
"O-okay, your excellency..." Code-C didn’t have any interest in this crazy bastard’s dream, but he obediently laid down. Then, he looked straight at the Fenrir’s sharp golden eyes before gulping.
So...by giving a legendary beast’s bloodline of a wolf race to a feline race...this bastard wants me to mutate?
Mutation wasn’t that rare, it was common, and the example would be the monsters attacking various territories in this world.
Mutation usually occurs because of world wonders such as a forbidden special ability or the intervention of other races. Still, usually, it started from the hybrid between two beasts or animals with opposing bloodlines.
The example would be here, trying to give a wolf race bloodline to a feline race!
Code-C’s lips twitched. This kind of crazy bastard was the reason why many other races aside from the beasts and normal animals tried to wipe out the Primordial Island.
If not because of the legendary beasts protecting the island, the whole world would have destroyed the root of the monsters attacking various races.
Those monsters were called a hybrid failure, and they would go berserk. These monsters would instinctively run away from Primordial Island using the magical wormhole existing around unstable spaces.
These monsters would then arrive at densely populated cities or countries and bring troubles.
Humans were usually the one who suffered the most. The fantasy creatures such as the elf, fairy, dragons, and other races had greater control over their space disturbance, thus preventing wormholes from appearing near their territories.
These wormholes were the side-effect of many special ability users’ battlefields. Their power would sometimes affect space, contorting it.
Even if only Aetheria had the ability of space control, there were still a lot of space sub-branch abilities such as storage ability, teleportation, wrap, black holes, and so on.
Code-C knew about this knowledge related to the monsters’ origin, and so did the Fenrir. However, the crazy bastard still wished to have such mutation!
And he was the chosen lamb...
Code-C’s eyes teared up. He truly couldn’t think of a way to prevent this from happening. One could imagine if there was a monster born with a legendary Fenrir’s bloodline inside...
He would be the source of a great calamity!
The cat instantly tried to bargain with this crazy grandpa.
"Your excellency...c-can you reconsider? I-I don’t think I’ll be a successful mutant..." Code-C whispered weakly.
He knew that despite Grandpa Fenrir knowing the risk of such mutation, this crazy bastard still wished for it simply because a successful hybrid would have more than one abilities, becoming more powerful than the pure bloodline!
That’s such a weird thing, right? Usually, the purer one’s bloodline, the greater their power. Here, it was the opposite.
Code-C also understood Fenrir’s wish to have offspring with greater power than the others, but how could he choose such a weak cat as the vassal?!
Even Ainsley nodded while watching this from above.
That sly grandpa...how could he gamble with Code-C’s life like that, ah!
Ainsley was actually quite shocked that she now discovered the origin of monsters attacking the capital city. Her knowledge wasn’t as vast as other people in this world. Thus, she only knew the basics.
Acquiring this knowledge was a surprise gift for her.
Alas, even when Ainsley was excited to learn more about this world, she focused her attention on Fenrir’s response toward Code-C’s plea.
The colossal wolf seized Code-C for a few seconds before shaking his head. "No, you’re not as weak as you thought. Your body can definitely withstand the mutation force." Grandpa Fenrir said with certainty.
It’s mainly because Code-C had higher intelligence than those among his age. That’s why his consciousness wouldn’t get eroded by the side effect of the hybrid. Only those who lost their mind became monsters.
In this world, even ordinary animals had a certain degree of intelligence. The higher it was, the higher the chance to withstand the hybrid side effect.
Listening to Fenrir’s confident explanation, Code-C could see no way out. He instantly knew that he had to receive this big shot’s bloodline, continuing his lineage as a legendary beast.
If he failed, the Fenrir blood would mostly end at him, or he would be forced to move it to another vassal.
In short, every bloodline heir was just a tool to continue the legendary beast’s prestige!
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