The Low-key Evil Wizard BOSS-Chapter 56 - 52: Clues to the Forbidden Bloodline

After being struck by half of Zorn’s Forbidden Technique, the Scythe of the End, the Rat King Knight looked as if he had been steeped in blood.

Large chunks of his flesh and blood continuously sloughed off.

As the Rat King Knight howled in agony, the bizarre power within him—a fusion of Evil Energy and Forbidden Blood—rapidly began to swell.

The Rat King head on his lower body suddenly inhaled sharply.

The grotesque chunks of flesh that had fallen to the ground, still writhing and climbing as they tried to return to their main body, quickly dissolved into a bloody mist.

GURGLE GURGLE GURGLE...

The Rat King Knight’s entire body began to bubble, as if it were boiling.

A layer of strange, blood-red Scale Armor faintly materialized.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG...

The second half of Zorn’s Forbidden Technique, the Scythe of the End, was completely blocked by this strange, blood-red Scale Armor.

’Double-Ringed Snake Scale Armor?’

Zorn’s pupils constricted slightly.

’The more you use it, the more you will sink into the madness of the Forbidden Blood.’

’But that’s fine. The more blood of the Double-Ringed Snake you draw upon, the more I can refine later.’

HUFF... HUFF...

Panting heavily, Rat King Knight Bucky surveyed the surrounding darkness.

He smelled the danger of death.

’If I keep getting tangled up with that damned ambusher here, I’ll be the one to die.’

He had never been in such a wretched state, not even when facing those Golden Rat Kings.

"A cunning Caster who fights like a coward."

Bucky cursed viciously.

’I need to absorb more Forbidden Blood. I need to devour more Rat Kings. I feel like I’m still missing so much.’

He was hungry and greedy, wanting to reap even greater rewards.

He glanced at his uncle’s corpse not far away.

Although he was reluctant to part with the "taste" of his uncle, he knew he had to abandon it.

"Time to go!"

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Like the beat of a war drum on a charge.

Carrying his Skeleton Lance and raising his Forbidden Shield, Rat King Knight Bucky quickly fled back through the tunnel he came from.

A bizarre roar echoed.

It was like a violent impact striking deep within one’s heart.

A rhythmic beat, with the darkness as its drumhead.

It pierced through the Dark Realm, traveling to even greater depths.

This further deepened the fear that the Rat Catchers and the official Transcendent held for the darkness.

Only after Rat King Knight Bucky was long gone did Zorn emerge from his corner.

If he could have killed Rat King Knight Bucky, Zorn wouldn’t have minded altering the original course of events right here. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

But judging by Rat King Knight Bucky’s ability to wield the power of the Forbidden Blood, Zorn wasn’t truly confident he could cut him down.

’After all, that guy is an Evil Spirit Knight, a phased boss-type Sequence.’

’Since I’m not certain, I’ll just stick to the predetermined path.’

’In any case, I’ve already figured out the location of the Final Nest. I just need to wait and pick up the spoils.’

Zorn walked over to the side.

He dragged Bucky’s severed upper torso out from the corner.

Although the large mass of flesh and blood had already begun to dissolve, Zorn still managed to collect two small vials of blood from it.

’It’s enough to use for a sacrifice and to anchor the coordinates.’

After collecting the blood, Zorn walked over to the Level Three Dream Maker who had died a horrible death.

A Level Three Dream Maker was by no means weak and had great potential.

Unfortunately, he was not suited for direct confrontation, and he had faced a phased boss, the Bloodline·Lower Ranks·Rat King Knight, who excelled at it. His end was naturally tragic.

He was killed instantly in a single exchange, then became the Rat King’s dinner.

Although the unlucky uncle was already dead, for an Evil Spirit Wizard, the dead were often easier to talk to.

Looking at the mangled and shredded remains, Zorn spoke in a low voice.

"Are you going to come out on your own, or... should I drag you out?"

A Dream Maker could manipulate human dreams and travel within them, making them a master in the control of Spiritual power.

But in front of an Evil Spirit Wizard, they were all just food.

A moment later, a hazy, transparent Wandering Soul, shimmering with a faint light, floated out from the corpse’s remains.

His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Zorn, and his tone was humble and respectful.

"Greetings, esteemed... Lord Holy Witch!"

"Heh heh..."

Zorn chuckled softly.

"Shouldn’t you be calling me a damned Evil Spirit Wizard?"

His laughter made the newly-formed Wandering Soul tremble even more with fear.

"Where is the Forbidden Bloodline’s base in Ogrande City?"

After studying the Dream Maker’s Undead for a moment, he slowly asked.

"I... I... I don’t know!"

The Wandering Soul thought for a moment before shaking its head.

Zorn’s brow furrowed slightly at his words.

’The guy is telling the truth.’

The Evil Witch Spirituality of an Evil Spirit Wizard could devour any spirit of death possessing pain, distortion, terror, despair, and aberration, treating them as food.

The "flavors" of truth, falsehood, deceit, and hypocrisy emitted by the "food" were clearly discernible to him.

After a moment of thought, Zorn rephrased his question.

"Where in the sewer nest area are the members of the Forbidden Bloodline, that Evil God Organization?"

"If you don’t know the exact location, you can describe the general area."

This time, the Dream Maker’s Wandering Soul had an answer.

"It’s in the middle section of the border between the Fog Zone and the Old Town District. The information I got from Bucky is that they often capture young girls to be enjoyed by the Rat King and Bucky."

"Those were all children from poor families!"

Zorn quickly formed a rough map of the area in his mind.

"Is there anything else you have to add about the Forbidden Bloodline?"

The Dream Maker’s Wandering Soul stared for a moment in the direction Rat King Knight Bucky had fled, then turned to Zorn and pleaded.

"Esteemed Lord Holy Witch, can... can you spare Bucky? He... he’s a pitiful child."

Zorn took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"Morrison, are you still deceiving yourself even now?"

"The moment Bucky obtained the powerful Evil Spirit Knight Sequence, you should have sensed his grotesqueness and abnormality. The craving for Spiritual power would have twisted his will."

"And throwing in his lot with the Forbidden Bloodline plunged him further into the Abyss."

"Even his most beloved and trusted uncle died by his fangs. Do you still expect him to show mercy to this world?"

"As long as he lives, Ogrande City will never know peace."

"However..."

Zorn paused here.

"Bucky is a victim, too. I will purify his soul and let him achieve his own redemption!"

"I will... help him die with dignity!"

Hearing this, Morrison bowed respectfully to Zorn.

"Thank you, Lord Holy Witch."

He knew full well what Bucky had done after being corrupted. Death was his inevitable fate; to be able to rest in peace was already a blessing.

"I heard Bucky say that the Forbidden Bloodline seems to operate a charitable organization, a non-profit that distributes food. Many people from the Old Town District go there to receive it."

The key information provided by Morrison instantly narrowed down Zorn’s search area significantly, even reducing it to just a few possible locations. The difficulty dropped visibly.

Having received a satisfactory answer, Zorn held out his palm.

Using his Evil Spirit Authority, Zorn drove the soul’s residual Spiritual power out of its Sequence.

As if a great weight had been lifted, Morrison slowly dissipated into the air.

Only by being freed from the Sequence could his soul find rest.

Otherwise, his soul would be bound and imprisoned, becoming a slave to the Sequence.

To control a Sequence in life and be enslaved by it in death—this was the inevitable price.

Since Zorn got the answers he wanted, he granted the soul a chance to rest in peace.

It was a fair trade.

’An area on the border of the Fog Zone and the Old Town District... a non-profit charity that gives out food... and many people go there to get it.’

After collecting the Sequence Crystal Core Materials extracted from Morrison, Zorn quickly sketched out a concrete picture in his mind.

’That’s right, Miss Craftsmanship Master is in the Old Town District.’

’I’m meeting Miss Craftsmanship Master tomorrow. While I’m getting what I need, I can also ask around about that charity.’

’As a good citizen of Ogrande City, I have a duty to crack down on this kind of fraudulent charity that’s trafficking people!’

As he was thinking, the aura of a Transcendent appeared from the depths of the sewers.

Apparently, the battle between Zorn and Rat King Bucky had attracted the attention of the official Transcendent.

Without a sound, Zorn vanished into the deep darkness.