CHAPTER 380: BLOOD NETHERITE (2/2)
Once the sword was drawn, there was no sheathing it till blood was spilt.
‘So now you know how to compromise… why didn’t you do so from the start?!’
“I understand.” Warwraith bit down on his lip, then said, “I just hope you’re not biting off more than you can chew.”
“My teeth will be fine, at the very least, they won’t be broken like yours soon.”
Seeing that I wasn’t going to change my mind, Warwraith could only shift his gaze towards the cat and dog standing beside me. “An alliance of the Hellhounds, Purgatory Shadowcats and Devils… are you two planning an all-out war with us then?”
“Well, I don’t like running around either, but this campaign… I have no say in this.” The representative of the Purgatory Shadowcats, Masrow, stated plainly, surprisingly not playing Mahjong with his other buddies for once. Masrow knew full well that he was a small fry and had no chance against an Eight-star Nightmare Steed, thus he made completely known his reluctance. “Honestly, I’m just here for the popcorn…even though I don’t know what popcorn is, but I’m definitely just here to have some popcorn.”
Sidarth, on the other hand, was a lot tougher in his response, “What then? You thought both our clans are just here for fun?”
With just one sentence, he ended the conversation in an instant. Now that was a manly dog right there… a true hotblooded dog.
“Then fight we shall.”
Warwraith turned around and returned to the other Nightmare Steeds. Making use of this brief window of peace, I asked Sidarth some questions. “So what’s up with that ten meter tall crystal?”
“What do you mean what’s up? That’s the Warhorse’s clan treasure.” Sidarth answered in a heavy tone. “That is a Blood Netherite crystal, it’s said to be the Mana Core of a Felldrake. I do not know how it came to be here, but either way, it has existed here since the beginning of Purgatory, according to legends anyway.”
“Blood Netherite?”
‘Now that’s a fancy name, makes me want to have it.’ I immediately asked about the Blood Netherite. “So what is it used for?”
“I’m not too sure. Our esteemed clan head once mentioned that it has something to do with their evolution into Nightmare Steeds.”
‘A Mana Core of a Felldrake…’ I knew what a Mana Core was. That was a crystal that most magical creatures held in their bodies. The size of the crystal was determined by the creature’s size. Simply put, the bigger the creature was, the bigger the crystal would end up being. So if this piece of Blood Netherite was over ten meters, then how big was its previous owner… just thinking about that gave me the chills.
While I was busy daydreaming about a giant dragon, Warwraith had already returned to his clan, meaning the war was about to start.