DING!
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[Congratulations! You have received lottery Reward: Golden Ichor!]
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'A drop of golden ichor?'
Julian was confused, but he was also alarmed.
This was because another glance at Sir Alfred told him that the Level 100 Mage still couldn't see the drop of golden ichor that floated in front of his eyes.
'Just how strong was the original Zaratul that even a Level 100 Mage just like him can't see what was left behind in his death?'
Despite his thoughts though, Julian didn't hesitate.
He guessed that Sir Alfred's inability to see the contents of the Debauchery System was probably due to the differing domains of the two Mages.
Despite this, he believed that if something truly happened, Sir Alfred had the power to save him.
Julian briefly looked at the middle-aged Demon and warned him. "I'm about to take the next step now".
After warning Sir Alfred, he followed his gut instinct and extended his right index finger towards the drop of golden ichor.
The moment he touched the drop of golden ichor, it stuck to his finger and at the same time Sir Alfred finally reacted as he stirred.
Julian looked at him. "You can see it?"
"Yes". The middle-aged Demon Mage nodded solemnly as he looked at the drop of golden ichor in his Lord's finger. "Be careful, I sense an innate feeling of suppression from that thing".
'An innate feeling of suppression?' Julian instantly became wary. 'Even a Level 100 Demon Mage feels suppression from this thing?'
Julian wasn't experiencing the suppression that Sir Alfred spoke off but he stayed wary as he stared at the drop of golden ichor. 'Whose blood is this?'
Out of wariness, he thought of storing the drop of ichor till he was knowledgeable about this world to know exactly what it was but then the Debauchery System lit up with a new notification.
DING!
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[WARNING! Your Lottery Reward will expire in 10 seconds!]
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'It can expire?' Julian was stunned.
His brain instantly geared into a state of overdrive as after filtering the myriad thoughts in his head, he stopped at a question. 'Is this drop of ichor going to be a boon or is it Zaratul's attempt at resurrection?'
His brain whirred as in the end he made his decision. 'I'll take the risk'.
First, as a bouncer in his previous life, exposed to gangsters and all facets of underground life, his entire life and career was a risk.
Secondly, with all the powerful enemies that he currently had in this world, even with his overpowered harem and subordinates, Julian knew that he had to take risks if he truly wanted to rise and dominate this world.
Lastly, he realized that he was never going to be safer than he currently was at this moment.
Afterall, Sir Alfred, a bonafide Level 100 Mage was his protector.
And besides, whatever this was, Julian didn't want to waste it.
Spurred by all these reasons, Julian no longer hesitated as sparing one last glance at Sir Alfred, he raised his right index finger up with the ichor and swallowed it, licking every single part of the drop of golden ichor.
Immediately after swallowing the golden ichor, tensed, Julian waited for a change but nothing happened.
5 seconds later, still nothing happened but by the 7th second, a sudden wave of pain exploded from his heart!
BADUMP!
His heartbeat accelerated almost like he was having cardiac arrest.
The pain concentrated on the left part of his chest like needles were puncturing holes through his heart!
Then the pain extended like tendrils, spreading from his heart and invading across his body, from his abdomen and through his veins even as his red eyes exploded with thick black blood!
The blood flowed from all his orifices!
Not just that, with loud crackling sounds, even his bones seemed to break as Julian growled in pain. "F*CK!"
'What is this?' His eyes glazed over from the pain and the blood covering his face. 'F*ck! Did I make a mistake?'
Behind him, Sir Alfred was tensed but he didn't move yet even as the Level 100 Mage's eyes ignited with silvery white energy.
With this energy, he scanned his Lord's body.
He didn't detect any outside influence!
Sir Alfred didn't intervene as he watched his Lord squirm in agony.
The agony continued for almost 30 minutes, a period of time when Julian felt like he was going crazy. The only reason why he wasn't screaming in pain was because of the need to uphold Zaratul's dignity.
'Zaratul can't be screaming in pain like a wimp, but F*CK!!!"
After what felt like a lifetime of pain, the pain finally subsided as Julian staggered, supporting himself with the desk in the room.
His whole body was covered in thick black blood that flowed out of his body, making him look like a humanoid monster from a nightmare.
He couldn't even see.
Seeing the current state of his body, Sir Alfred didn't hesitate as his silvery white energy erupted, engulfing his right hand as he pointed at his Lord.
Elemental Control!
Water emerged out of the air, flowing and engulfing Julian's body as it washed away most of the thick black smelling blood on his body.
Julian shivered.
The sensation was fading, but the memory of pain remained vivid.
Then, Sir Alfred finally asked. "Lord Zaratul, are you ok?"
Julian couldn't answer immediately because this was when the Debauchery System finally lit up again with a new notification.
DING!
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[You have ingested the golden ichor of a true Divine Dragon!]
[You have awakened Draconic Bloodline!]
[Congratulations! You have unlocked Dragon Bloodline Racial Trait: Dragon Qi Core!]
>Dragon Qi Core: You have a vast innate reservoir of Qi.
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[Congratulations! You have achieved the unprecedented feat of becoming the first being in Gomorra to contain 2 Bloodlines!]
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'What the…?' Julian's eyes constricted.
In that moment, he confirmed that the drop of golden ichor that he ingested was a boon and that it was not Zaratul trying to come back to life.
But he also realized something even more important. 'That's the reason!'
For over a century, Zaratul terrorized Gomorra, spreading his Concept of Debauchery across the reaches of the world as he conquered Villainesses and Heroines but why did everything suddenly explode in Year 1895?
Afterall, from what Julian knew, the powers of this world were never united, so what became the reason that forced the Heroic Empires and Kingdoms of this world to unite with Villains and evil sects just to kill Zaratul?
Was his unhinged ways really the only reason?
Julian have been thinking about this since he transmigrated to this world in his quest to understand the world better and avoid what killed Zaratul, and now he believed that he finally found the catalyst that united the world against Zaratul.
'Apart from his unhinged lifestyle, I believe the ambush of Year 1895 is because he got this boon, a drop of Draconic ichor from a true Divine Dragon!'
From what he recollected of his fragmented memories, among the 12 major races of Gomorra, the Dragon race is the rarest and the strongest race.
The other races come in line behind the Dragon Race, then comes the Beastkin race which is rated below the others, then the Human race which is usually seen as a weakest race, before finally the minor races in Gomorra.
Getting the golden ichor of a true Divine Dragon was the main catalyst that united the entire world against Zaratul!
Julian didn't know how Zaratul managed to get his hands on something like this without his subordinates knowing, but he wasn't one to complain.
'Who would have believed that I will be the one benefiting from something that resulted in Zaratul dying?'
Julian grinned. 'What a twist of fate'.
And then, he felt it, a sudden explosion of Qi from his heart which now doubled as his Draconic Core that flowed along his whole body like a vast river.
It was like river water breaking through a dam!
In that moment, Julian felt that his Qi capacity increased by more than 20 times!
And as the sudden vast reservoirs of Qi flowed through his heart across his whole body, building up pressure, the Debauchery System lit up again.
DING!
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[You have gained +100,000 EXP!]
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