Celestial Bloodline

Chapter 678: He is dangerous



Old Hal glanced at Ronan. He had met the elven man a few times before as they had fought together in the war happening at the other end of the universe. Ronan joined the war when he was only at the divine rank. He arrived with the individuals who came to represent the elven side in the war.

The man had indeed grown immensely powerful within a short time.

"Don't be envious. I think Kyle is favored by nature. Maybe that's why he chose the title of 'nature's favorite' for himself."

Ronan hummed. He didn't really care. He just felt envious because the young man could do something he couldn't yet. His voice turned grave for a second.

"No matter, Kyle is dangerous. So, I am going to leave him alone and make sure my race never gets on his bad side. As an old subordinate, I advise you to do the same, old man. Leave him alone."

Old Hal shook his head with a chuckle.

"I know he is quite dangerous, that's why I can't leave him alone. He can be a great asset for us to win the war that has been ongoing for so long. But why did you say that? Are you scared of the young man?"

Ronan turned around, clasped Old Hal's shoulder, and gazed directly into his eyes with an solemn gaze.

"I am not scared of him. I just don't want another Azazeal to rise in this universe. One is already enough and can end us all."

He gave the old man's shoulder a few shakes and then started to float towards Wesley and his people to put an end to the battle raging in the sky.

Old Hal gazed at his back and then once again turned to look at the phoenix and the bloodied figure of the silver-haired man.

"Does he need my help or not?"

He wanted to assist Kyle but changed his mind when he noticed strange ice starting to form on Kyle's body.

"I reckon he doesn't need any help."

Old Hal's eyes narrowed at the shining ice. He didn't have to get near the ice or touch it to know that it was healing Kyle's injuries at a speed that he had never seen before.

"What a strange human. If you had such a powerful skill to heal yourself, why didn't you use it earlier?"

Bia's eyes also flickered with relief when she noticed the sparkling ice forming on Kyle's body. Yet, confusion danced in her eyes as she recalled something.

-'Wait, didn't Kyle say he can only use this skill every six months? If I recall correctly, he had used it before in the tomb. So how is he able to use it again when six months haven't even passed yet?'

She furrowed her brows and circled Kyle.

- 'Don't tell me his bloodline is interfering with his body again to heal him? Well, that's good actually. He needs help right now.'

She was wary of all the people around them, but in this situation, she could not just run away with Kyle's unconscious body.

What if someone powerful from the dark side attacked them again? It was better for her to stick around Old Hal and Ronan for now, at least until Kyle woke up.

Bia let out a tired sigh and continued to channel her spiritual energy to heal Kyle. She just couldn't rely solely on his bloodline to heal him completely.

-'I guess, it's gonna take him a while... Actually, maybe a good while to wake up.'

She groaned, but her eyes widened with surprise when Kyle's fingers holding the spear twitched ever so slightly.

The ice forming on his body intensified its pace upon sensing his movements. It crept up to his face, but then it started cracking and dispersing into bright particles.

-"Hey, are you finally awake!?"

- "Speak up, will you!?"

Bia quickly leaned her head on his shoulder to see if he had woken up, but she stopped when The let out a painful groan.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Kyle slowly opened his eyes but nearly lost his balance when he saw Bia's angry eyes glaring at him. She was in her massive form, so suddenly seeing two big round eyes so close to his face, he was a bit startled.

"Get a bit of distance away from me..."

His voice sounded very dry, as if he hadn't spoken for many months.

Very unpleasant indeed.

Kyle fixed his gaze on the body below him, and his immediate action was to harness the little bit of divine and spiritual energy that had gathered in his body.

Instantly, blue flames spread out of his body to envelop the lifeless body, turning it into an ice sculpture that scattered into particles. The moment Kyle's spear lost its embedded place, he lost his balance and fell backward. His back met the ground, and he let out a soft sigh as Bia's eyes narrowed at him.

-"So, you managed to survive? I was half expecting you to meet your end."

The phoenix clicked her tongue disapprovingly and placed her massive paw on his stomach, ready to deliver a beating, but halted when he hissed in pain.

-"What's this? I thought your wounds had fully healed? Are you still feeling pain?"

Kyle glanced at her, and his eyes crinkled with amusement.

'Don't worry. I am fine, but I guess I broke my body too badly this time. It's gonna take me a while to heal completely. The encasing ice skill, that was all of a sudden triggered by my bloodline, managed to heal all my external injuries, but not the internal ones.'

Bia barely held back from smacking him, worried she might accidentally harm him. Yet, her eyes clearly showed she was equally angry at him as concern.

Suddenly, Kyle's gaze turned icy.

"How did I suddenly drive my spear into the body of one of the supreme rank humans? I can't remember. And what about Samara? Did she escape?"

He tried to move despite the pain coursing through his entire body.

"I must go find her, to end her."

But once again, he dropped to the ground with a painful groan and a frustrated look. It was at that moment that Old Hal moved closer to him and stood next to him.

"Young one, the one thing you need most right now is rest. Do you even know what you did? I guess you don't, considering you just said you don't remember. I will tell you. So, just rest for

a while."

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