Vampire: World of Blood-Chapter 118: Knowledge is Power

’YESSS MASTER!!!"

Said Substance, her jouy imminent Merciless could literally feel himself soaking in it even from here.

’My my, quite the enthusiasm, but anyway, I’m sending you this Merlinian animal your way; please transport her to the lab within the proximia dimension. Ohhh, and while you’re at it, put her under a UV light, just enough not to kill her, but to keep the animal suffering indefinitely until I arrive to finish my task.’

Substance naturally responded as such

’Of course, master, send it my way.’

With these words spoken, Merciless eyes dropped dead on Carla as he began to walk towards her; she attempted to crawl back in terror, but she couldn’t move.

Because the instant she did anything against Merciless’ will, the mark on her forehead began to glow slightly, as a distinct sonic conceptual wave began to vibrate in response to her frequency and connection to it. And as soon as this happened, her eyes dulled, and she became immobile, yet vividly conscious.

"Hmm...I could see why Lucian liked this clan trait of his, so convenient in many ways, it is especially effective on the weak."

"These saquat clan traits ain’t half bad at all, especially the clan trait of the Merlinian vampire species."

Merciless said to himself, as his hand opened widely, and suddenly, a dark, swirling vortex appeared above his palm, the shadows converging to form a shape—an ancient tome, black as night, with an aura of malevolence that seemed to pulse with every heartbeat.

This was the Codex of the Merlinian clan, a manifestation of their mind taken form into reality itself in the form of a book that expresses their personality, and in Merciless’s case, his codex took the terrifying form of something that resembled the Necronomicon you would normally see in horror stories of the eldritch genre.

The Journal was huge, its cover decorated with bizarre symbols that appeared to twist and writhe as if alive. The leather that bound it was a deep, cracked black that appeared to have been made from the hide of some old, long-forgotten beast. It was worn and ancient, but held together by the sheer force of Merciless’ concept of existence; his mind flooded within it, he could feel it, after all this book was a physical extension of his mind.

The papers had sharp edges and appeared to be old-looking. The book itself was not endless, but it did have capacity space relative to one’s own mind; it was stained with a deep, blood-red hue as if it had been soaked in the lifeblood of innumerable souls.

The journal’s cover featured a giant, unblinking eye. This eye was more than just a decoration; it was alive, moving and darting around as if it were conscious. It glowed with an odd light, a sickly green that appeared to cut through the shadows, revealing the hidden horrors that lay within. Veins of the same green light extended from the eye, making their way across the cover like a convoluted network of roots, pulsing rhythmically as if the Codex were breathing.

Merciless could feel the weight of it, not just in his hand, but also in his head; this book was heavy by human standards, yet light to Merciless; after all, it represented the entirety of his existing knowledge.

This was an expression of his essence, a gloomy reflection of his wisdom. Best of all, a Merlinian Codex cant be opened by anyone dumber than its summoner, and the words themselves cannot be comprehended by anyone other than the owner; thus, he can see other journals as well, but in order to access them take information from them, he must be equally as smart.

From there he flicked his wrist to open the journal, displaying all his memories, his skills, and his application of them, his emotions everything about himself was inside this journal, even the entire life information of the people he had eaten.

However, his eyes soon shifted towards Carla, a smile rising up on his face.

As such Merciless approached Carla with a calm, calculated expression. His movements were methodical, echoing eerily in the frigid, crimson-tinted solitude of the Mansion dimension. Carla, still recovering from the effects of the Nullblood and her recent enslavement, could only watch with wide, horrified eyes as he closed the gap between them.

Merciless reached down without saying anything, his hand moving as quickly and precisely as a predator striking its prey. Carla attempted to scream, but no sound came from her lips as his fingers bore into her skull. With a vicious twist and a horrible squish, he ripped one of her eyes out, the left one to be precise.

"Hmmm...what a fascinating ability you Merlinians have, it truly makes hunting down your kind to extinction truly worth my while indeed."

Merciless announced as he raised the blood eye upwards, bringing it under his immediate attention, and overall attentive glare.

He watches it like a jeweler assessing a fine piece of merchandise.

Blood poured from the gaping wound, but Merciless showed no emotion as he held the eye aloft. The once vibrant coral orb was now dull, lifeless, and coated in dark crimson.

Merciless flicked his wrist, dropping Carla’s eye onto the cover of the Codex. The book responded immediately, its pulsating veins of sickening green light becoming brighter as the eye was absorbed into the book’s twisted leather skin. The eye on the cover blinked once, and the pages of the Codex began to flip quickly, absorbing the knowledge pulled from the eaten flesh.

A single page came to a halt in mid-turn, emitting a faint, ghostly glow as the writing emerged in exquisite, calligraphic script. Merciless’ steely gaze settled on the page, his curiosity peaked as the Codex revealed Carla’s most intimate secrets.

He read the page to himself, his voice emotionless yet filled with a sense of dark satisfaction:

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Subject Information: Carla Lazros Lorota

Name: Carla Lazros Lorota

Age: 118 years

Date of Birth: October 7, 1910

Parents: Father: Arkon Lazros Lorota | Mother: Nivea Sarin Lorota

Ichor Type: Type 3

Clan Species: Merlinian Vampire (Saquat Subspecies)

Clan of Origin: Clan Merlinian (Traitor Clan of the Michellians)

Known Abilities: Codex Summoning (Racial Clan Trait): Ability to manifest and feed objects into a personalized Codex for knowledge absorption.

Ichor power (level 4: Lower) Crystalline: Ability to create and control lethal crystal-like shards that can act as a conduit for anything and mirror the effect unto reality. (Relative to user initial power) With a power like this, you can absorb opponent powers and reflect them back at them, manipulate all forms of crystal even bestowing life upon it to creat planet star size golems.

Enhanced Regeneration: Accelerated healing and cellular regeneration (Blessing of the Ghoul given to Carla by Zeke)

Current Status: Enslaved by Merciless (Michellian), subjected to Nullblood infusion.

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Merciless’ eyes narrowed as he absorbed the information. His Codex had flawlessly extracted every detail from the single eye, transforming it into a comprehensive profile that now lay before him. The Codex’s eye on the cover shifted slightly as if it too was savoring the knowledge it had just consumed.

He closed the Codex with a snap, the book vanishing into the darkness as quickly as it had appeared. Merciless looked down at Carla, who was now writhing in pain, her remaining eye filled with a mixture of agony and terror.

"That was some fascinating information. With a power like this, experiments will become even more intriguing. I find myself wondering if I can extract your DNA to create a similar intellectual vampire akin to your treacherous Merlinians. Heh, now that I consider it, intellectual warriors—now that’s a truly formidable concept. Imagine combining your clan intellect with the pain empowerment of a Loviatar, the regeneration of a Michellian, and the immunity of an Amaterasu, without the 80% reduction in power during exposure. Ah, the possibilities are exhilarating. Enhancing such a race with the Nosferatu form could elevate their performance to unprecedented levels."

He murmured to himself, the words rolling off his tongue with a certain satisfaction.

"A terrifying concept indeed. If perfected, they could surpass even the most formidable of adversaries. The pain empowerment of a Loviatar, combined with the regeneration of a Michellian, and the immunity of an Amaterasu—without the power reduction. A formidable combination, one that could potentially reshape the very nature of conflict."

However, at that moment, his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden announcement that echoed through the mansion dimension, instead of the usual notification, as Nyrtha began to announce.

"Ten seconds remaining. All surviving examinees will be automatically transported to the Primix dimension. Prepare yourselves."

His words cut through the silence, jolting Merciless from his reverie. The time was almost up, and the next phase of the exam was about to begin. He had no time to lose.

"And so it begins ha?!"

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