Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 847 - 162: The Transformed Ones (Part 3)

"You are the first person to be actively sought out by the 'Seed of Fire.'"

The Prison Warden scrutinized Cedric carefully, as if trying to discern what made him special. "Based on your description, I think it belongs to the Simpler Clan, but it makes sense. Their actions are a desecration of the 'Seed of Fire.'"

Cedric did not respond, silently waiting for the Prison Warden's next words.

"I may not be able to leave this prison, but I have ways of knowing what's happening on the surface. The Simpler Clan uses the 'Seed of Fire' to train their subordinates, right? Those people known as the Flayers."

This was a path of unorthodox methods.

According to the Simpler Clan's theory, such training might not produce absolute powerhouses, but it does create a large number of Death Warriors who are completely obedient to the clan, sufficient to deal with most High-tier Transcendents.

Even someone as renowned on the continent as Lance would be exhausted and killed under the Flayers' siege.

"In my view, that is merely an excuse for their cowardice."

The Prison Warden curled his lips. "Ash-Simpler is a frequent visitor to this prison. He liked the atmosphere here until one day I mentioned the identity of those observers, telling him that these people were once just like him, great nobles of the empire. Since then, Ash-Simpler has never returned."

"He is afraid of becoming like those observers, not daring to use the 'Seed of Fire's' gift on himself, which is why the 'Seed of Fire' that should belong to the Simpler Clan chose you."

She paused slightly, "Congratulations, Cedric Thorn, you have become the first person in the empire to be chosen by the 'Seed of Fire,' which means your transformation will proceed without any errors."

"What about Mire-bloodthorn?"

Cedric suddenly asked.

With the Prison Warden's narrative, he vaguely understood why the Eldest Prince trusted Mire-bloodthorn.

"He is different from these people."

The Prison Warden responded to his speculation, "He succeeded in his transformation, so he can continue to stay in his manor, enjoying the many benefits brought by the 'Seed of Fire'... In this country, no one who has not received the 'Seed of Fire's' gift can possibly defeat its holder. This is the ironclad rule for thousands of years—you should have already experienced the benefits brought by the 'Seed of Fire,' right?"

"How to complete the transformation?"

Cedric asked.

The evaluation of the Other Shore by that voice deeply stimulated him.

The woman who seemed to be from the same tribe as him not only successfully transformed but also received a "perfect" evaluation.

"Drink this beverage I've concocted for you."

"Is it that simple?"

"Of course not, this is just the beginning."

.........

Imperial Capital, Bloodthorn Manor.

The dark gun muzzles were aimed at the figure slowly walking out of the study, yet no one dared to pull the trigger, nor did anyone dare to step forward to stop her advance.

The battle just now was absolutely something these "mortals" could not intervene in.

They witnessed the bloodthirsty Duke transformed into a giant of blood, surpassing the limits of their understanding.

And now, the terrifying blood giant had reverted to its original form.

The now lifeless Blood Duke was casually tossed by the red-haired woman into the ranks of the guards, as if dealing with garbage.

Not long ago, she was merely a small fry easily defeated by a hero during a pursuit.

"Who... who are you ultimately?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but shout and ask.

"Hmm?"

The red-haired woman paused, turned her face slightly to glance at the questioner, scaring the guard into retreating into the crowd. The fully armed guards took several steps back from just her one glancing look.

They heard the red-haired woman's mocking laughter, but could only endure it in silence.

Before exiting the manor gates, the red-haired woman answered their question.

"I am someone who has reached that... realm."