Chapter 8 - Chapter 8: Chapter 7 The First Family Meeting (2/2)

He understood the mysterious being symbolized power and held great danger.

The thirty-something Lucius looked calm, but in reality, he was deliberately hiding astonishment, joy, worry, greed, and finally, some kind of resoluteness.

It was as if he had made an important decision, hoping to capitalize on the current opportunity to accomplish something. Even the deep-rooted laziness and decadence within him were instantly swept away.

Karl knew very well that Lucius and his son were shocked by the extraordinary power displayed by Irene!

Whether spellcasters or Bloodline Knights, the Extraordinary Exponents of the Ouden Continent were born with spellcasting talent or the corresponding bloodline, giving them the chance to advance further and become an Extraordinary Exponent.

Talent and bloodline determine the majority of people’s ultimate potential in life.

As for Mysterious rare artifacts or the blessings of mysterious beings, those are ultimately just temporary or snatchable sources of extraordinary power.

Ordinary humans without the spellcasting talent or bloodline could never truly possess extraordinary power!

Yet the power he possessed broke such ironclad rules!

Lucius revealed a smile that was hard to conceal, suppressing the excitement deep in his heart, and said respectfully,

“Great Lord of the Lost, I am Lucius, the eldest male of the Fischer family.”

“The Fischer family will absolutely serve you, with loyalty and utmost effort. Everything we do is for your great revival!”

Though he said this, in the depths of his eyes there was actually no reverence.

The man just wanted to use the suddenly appeared mysterious power for his own gain.

A man blinded by greed, but he could still make a suitable “pawn,” Karl silently assessed Lucius. Relying solely on the young siblings was not enough to accomplish much, so he did not mind having a “pawn” with his own thoughts.

So, in the next moment, Karl once again conveyed his will.

He granted Lucius the “protect” power contained in the purple finger amulet.

Although it was much weaker than the “healing” rune power in the transparent bottle, the “protect” rune could still play a significant role in low-level conflicts.

Suddenly, Lucius became aware of the great presence of the Lord of the Lost, an immense power beyond description. The black cross radiance flickered continuously inside the transparent bottle, and compared to it, his own existence seemed as insignificant as the most humble dust in the world!

How magnificent!

All the plots in his mind dissipated in an instant, leaving only fear and even the urge to prostrate himself on the ground.

How foolish he had been to think of using such a magnificent being!

In the next moment, a purple glow slowly emerged in the awe-filled eyes of Lucius.

He felt a strong power granted to the depths of his soul, which he could activate through the connection with the Lord of the Lost.

Upon tentatively activating this extraordinary power, Lucius sensed something within him depleting slightly, followed by an invisible repulsive force surrounding him, capable of effectively defending against external attacks.

Ordinary people might never encounter extraordinary power in their lifetimes, but now Lucius effortlessly possessed it, and he couldn’t help being extremely excited!

“So this is the legendary extraordinary power. Great Lord of the Lost, thank you for your blessing. I, of the Fischer family, will devote everything to assist in your revival!”

Lucius was ecstatic, and Byrne, not far off, was also deeply moved, acutely aware that his destiny had changed completely from that moment onward.

The future was uncertain; despite his excitement, the young man also felt a great deal of tension and fear surge in his heart.

The Lord of the Lost, who controlled the fate of the Fischer family, what kind of deity was He?

And what would our future be?

After pondering for a moment, Lucius respectfully lowered his head and asked, “Great Lord of the Lost, something inside me seemed to have been consumed just now. What was that vanishing thing?”

“Could it possibly be the Magic Power mentioned by spellcasters?”

Karl thought for a moment deep inside, clearly recognizing the importance of teaching the family basic mystical knowledge, which could spare members of the Fischer family from many detours.

Even though conveying information would consume spirituality, and the larger the amount of information, the greater the consumption, Karl still decided to transfer basic mystical knowledge at the cost of sacrificing some spirituality.

He planned to pass on only one set of mystical knowledge; the rest of the family members only needed to consult the beneficiary of that knowledge.

As for whom to impart this knowledge to, Karl had already made his choice.

“Great Lord of the Lost, I feel Your will. Are You planning to generously bestow upon me mystical knowledge?”

Irene looked up reverently, realizing that the great god was about to give her the precious mystical knowledge.

She was ready.

Karl no longer hesitated and transferred the mystical knowledge to her.

In an instant, the girl felt dizzy and a sudden, sharp pain flooded into her brain, making her feel as though she was about to split apart and collapse to the ground.