156 Chapter 156: Shared Memories (1/2)

”...” Angus and his companions were silent and had expressions of disbelief as they looked at Rian. Thise attacks would have at least given him grievous wounds but facts were now placed before their eyes. Rian was unscathe!

”Are you done with your tricks?” Rian leered at the terrified group of people. Seeing the scared looks on their faces, Rian smirked. ”Then, I guess it's my turn to attack, right?”

When the sect leaders saw Rian's grin, they felt as if they saw the smile ofa devil. Their already pale white countenance became even paler which appeared to be rather sickly. If his defense were so strong that not even 31st level- 33rd level attacks were able to faze despite being defenseless, then how terrifying would his attack be?!

”Run... Run!” That was the only thing they could see in the face of their doom. No matter how futile their attempts maybe, they thought that if they went to separate directions and Rian went after them, then there should at least two or even one person who would escape with his life.

Thus, they could only pray that they would not be the ones that Rian will chase and kill.

'Please, Don't let me be the one to be killed! I beg you, heavens!!' The spikey haired sect leader prayed religiously.

'I don't want to die! Let those fools die instead!' The square faced sect leader sinisterly thought.

'I can still make it if he does not target me!” The bushy browed sect leader hopefully repeated in his mind.

Their line of thoughts would have been feasible if the they were facing was still Rian prior to his evolution. But now? That would be just a fool's thought!

”Time to feel despair, human scums!” Rian put his upper right paw forward and lower left foot backwards. He looked like a wolf that is ready to pounce. A faint shadow of a six-eyed demon beast slowly converged on Rian's back!

It looked like the pitch plack ancient beast aura when Rian activates his bloodline but it also was not at the same time. This faint shadow was the result of the partial activation of Rian's Bloodline Strength! Along with his evolution, he was able to somewhat control the degree by which Rian could release his Bloodline Strength.

Currently, Rian was only able to activate 2% of his entire bloodline's strength but this would help him use it for longer durations than he originally could. His time limit while using 2% of his bloodline with his current strength was only ten minutes but during these ten minutes, he would be able to dominate the entire Origin Realm!

Rian's aura was augmented drastically at this instant and reached the power of a Pinnacle 40th Level Palace Establishment! He opened his mouth and barked, ”Roar of Decimation!”

*Shwoooh* *Krrrzzzzhhhh* *Shwoooh*

Terrifying black winds and unfathomable darkness started to blow as Rian's roar resounded unidirectionally! It burrowed the ground and eroded the soil upwards while turning it all to dust! They did not carry any debris instead it obliderated everything at sight!

”What in the blazes?!” The sect leaders did not expect this sort of attack from Rian. During their earlier battle, every attack that Rian unleashed upon them was melee. His paw strikes and kicks were akin to weapons of mass destruction! Just one hit would send you flying!

But, presently, he was suddenly attacking a long range area of effect attack?! How could they not be shocked?

”There was no hope from the very start...” With that thought coming into all of their heads, they stopped fleeing and despodently looked at the sky with apathetic expressions.

”So this is what he meant...” It was at that moment they finally understood what the true meaning of despair was. They could only watch as the terrifying black winds and unfathomable darkness reached them and erased them from existence!

The Roar of Decimation caused the landscape in front of Rian to be reformed in the blink of an eye! Thirty meters in front of him was turned into a wasteland!

”Serves you right.” Rian coldly looked to the distance and haughtily chided as he turned around to return to Dylan and Mary.

...

In Dylan's conciousness..

'Why can't I move? What happened to me?' Dylan felt like he was drifting in some kind of sea. He could not determine where he was but he could not open his eyes, smell with his nose, open his mouth, or even move his limbs. He felt heaviness and cold ness all throughout his body.

'Huh? I can see.' Suddenly, he could open his eyes for a little bit.

At first, everything was unclear and murky but as time passed, everything became vivid.

He saw a beautiful meadow, filled with green grass and vibrant plants and also had beautiful mountains on its horizon. A mesmerizing azure blue sky with white clouds and active birds flying in a flock.

'This place... It's like I have been here before but...' Dylan felt a strong sense of familiarity with this place. But, he was sure that he has not been to such a place with his memory of his past lifetimes.

'What is going on here? Weren't I in Dreamy Forest fighting those sect leaders?' He was confused why he was suddenly in this strangely familiar place. But, strangely, he still could not move or speak.

Suddenlu, he saw a blue-robed man approaching him. This man was extremely handsome. His greenish blue hair drooped down to his shoulders like the waves of the sea His face seemed like a work of art sculpted to perfection. His eyes were deep blue like the calm waters of the ocean. His brows were thick and stern. His smile emphasized the wetness of his red lips. He was definitely a dream boat that any girl would die for.

If he was born on Earth, then he would definitely a world class celebrity. But Dylan had a diffirent thought when he saw this man, he was petrified. He knew this man very well despite his youthful appearance. He never thought he would actually see him again.

'Father...' If Dylan could only move, he would definitely hug him and cry. He really missed his father because he was the only father he had. Although his memories were somewhat vague because of his young age, he knew how much is father cared and sacrificed for him.

When he was 2 years old, the bloodline of his father and mother was too strong for mere infant to handle. The overbearingness of his mother's royal bloodline was only slightly lower than his father's heavenly bloodline.

These two bloodlines contrasted each other too much that it created a unique disease which threatened Dylan's life. His father had to exhaust all of his earnings to purchase all kinds of herbs that will help supress this disease. In the end, Derik could only choose to seal both of his bloodline to prevent Dylan from perishing.

'But, why does he look slightly younger than I remember?' As Dylan thought of this, his father moved closer to him and seemed to be kissing his forehead. His father's eyes was filled with gentleness and love.

'What's going on?' Dylan did not understand what was happening. He saw a hand that seemed to originate from him but he was shocked when he saw how fair and slender this hand was.

Suddenly, Derik, his father, kneeled down before him. Smiling, he leaned slightly on his bloated stomach which seemed to be that of a pregnant woman's belly...

'Wait? What the heck? Why am I suddenly a girl? And I am even pregnant?! What on earth is happening here?!' No matter how mature and collected his mind was, this overly weird situation shocked him greatly.

However, on careful thought, this does not seem the case. Dylan immediately dispelled this thought as he started to think in a new perspective. 'What if this isn't my memory but another person's? Judging by what I have seen until now, this should be my mother's memory when I was still a fetus?'

Although this hypothesis was probable, he could not help but conflict himself about this, 'But how is that possible? How can I share the memories of my mother? Is this some kind of innate ability of my mother's clan or father's bloodline? Considering that, this is still too mysterious.'

While Dylan was contemplating about this, the scene continued. Derik remained leaning slightly on Melissa's belly. It was as if he was trying to feel how Dylan was doing. Melissa carressed his head with utmost care and love using her left hand and placed her right on the top of her belly.

”I have decided. We'll call him Dylan.” Derik suddenly said with certainty.

”Hm? That's quite odd. We spent several months thinking of our son's name but you always sounded indecisive. Then, you suddenly name him with certainty. Hehe.” Melissa had a surprised tone when she replied to Derik's sudden suggestion but she still giggled lovingly.