My Descendants Are My Power

Thunder filled the sky, mixed with the most furious energy of the universe. No... perhaps not fury, but pride.

Standing atop the mountain, Luke looked down at the Blackwood clan members scattered around Clark. He could feel the emotions of the Blackwood people. Their pride was everywhere, piercing his skin like thorns, invading his mind and body, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

After Nathan's roar, he was silent for a long time.

Having worked with Nicholas for thirty years, he remembered him as one of the few cowards in the Blackwood clan.

Nicholas wasn't arrogant like Nathan, nor was he as wild as the other Blackwoods. He was like a trapped beast, shielding the others from the world's ridicule, struggling within his cage, trying desperately to prevent the Blackwoods from being destroyed in these chaotic times.

Luke understood all this, but he also knew more clearly that ever since Nicholas knelt, the label of 'traitor to humanity' meant the Blackwoods had little chance of redemption. From then on, the Blackwoods were no longer a threat, as humanity would never accept them. Daring to betray the Druids meant they had to be ready to be despised by both sides.

Then.

Nicholas appeared outside of Clark, and even now, Luke couldn't forget that scene.

This young man fought his way through, with Druids blocking his path, rampaging wildly. His Great River Dragon Map, his psychic spear, and countless talismans meant nothing.

Facing him, the high priest, under the power of his Competent Force, the young man laughed mockingly and died from an explosion of his Developing Skill. That was the boy's final move!

"The head of the family died here, Luke, we Blackwoods can spin many tales! The Emerald Empire cannot refuse a strong and righteous Blackwood!"

Luke could even imagine.

Perhaps by the time Nicholas arrived, various reports had already spread throughout the Emerald Empire. It was nothing but tales of the Blackwood family head defying family orders, colluding with the Druids, and then, thirty years later, the Blackwoods righteously eliminating their own...

Perhaps thirty years ago, Nicholas was already prepared to face death.

And now.

The trapped Blackwoods had walked out of their cages because the beast at the forefront gnawed at the bars every day until it was bloody-mouthed and lifeless!

Thunder still roared in the sky.

All the Blackwoods had bloodshot eyes, and Luke knew clearly that these beasts, having crawled out of their cages, would unleash the craziest revenge on the Druids!

But for Luke now, it was more about respect.

He suddenly looked up, the energy of the Competent Force bursting forth, and he stared at Nathan.

"Nathan, many years ago you said your Blackwoods never yielded, I didn't believe it, but you Blackwoods have! You said there were no cowards in your Blackwoods, I didn't believe..."

His voice grew deeper, "I should have believed. I thought Nicholas was a coward, I was wrong."

As the high priest, he grinned, "You ask me if he was brave, I've seen many warriors in Clark, but none as brave as your Nicholas!"

"Thirty years, Nicholas fought for your Blackwoods. There's no turning back for either of us now, let me see what your Blackwoods are capable of, and let me show you, there are no cowards in Clark either!"

"Clark tribe, annihilate them!"

"Boom!"

Thunder rolled across the sky, and the mystical mountain of Clark shed its outer shell, shining brilliantly like a gemstone. Clark had long been prepared for battle! Countless members of the Clark tribe emerged from within the jade mountain, armed with totems, magical formations, and spells...

"Attack!"

Hearing Luke's words, the Blackwood clan was visibly shaken, but as numerous Druids from Clark charged, they remained fearless and charged towards the Druids.

Charge—Charge!!!

Their eyes were bloodshot; in this moment, they understood that the past thirty years were a time and opportunity fought for by Nicholas.

Outside their family stronghold was an external affairs office, and Nicholas never returned to the stronghold.

Over the years, within the family stronghold, they could laugh as usual, slowly assimilating the heritage accumulated by the family over the years, continuously growing. But all this was fought for by Nicholas alone, who bore the brunt of the outside world, scarred and battered until his death.

Perhaps even Helen, who was close to Nicholas, didn't know how difficult these years had been for him.

He was never a coward; he walked alone in the darkness, battered and bloodied, seeking a beacon for the Blackwoods.

Now... the beacon had been found.

They fought with the light Nicholas had brought them, with his will!

In the room.

Ethan had rushed back as quickly as possible, his eyes glued to the computer screen.

[Your cultivation has reached the Competent Force stage, and your family has become a Competent Force lineage!]

[Your family has touched the heavenly laws, offering a Family Spiritual Tribute, becoming the family's will!]

[Detecting a large amount of Spiritual Tribute in your family... converting...]

[You have gained Family Will: 30]

Transformation... everything was changing, Ethan clearly understood that Nicholas's sacrifice had brought all this to the family and was also affecting him.

"Sigh."

Ethan exhaled deeply, unable to express in words everything Nicholas had done for the family. Now, all he had to do was fight and grow with his family!

[You have used 1 point of Family Will to upgrade the skill Lv1. 'Charge, My Children!']

[Skill upgraded to—Family Glory!]

[Using the skill, all Blackwood descendants within a hundred miles increase their combat effectiveness by 20%! Competent Force stage psychics, using part of the natural energy rules, increase by 20%!]

[Now using skill Lv.4 'Family Glory'!]

...

On the battlefield, the descendants of the Blackwood family were surrounded by a glowing aura, as the Psychic Positions floated up around them, forming a massive family crest in the sky. This radiant symbol enveloped every member of the Blackwood clan, enhancing their strength, courage, and will!

"Charge!" they roared.

The fifth-generation descendants, who had once stormed the Azure Cloud Martial Pavilion with Nicholas, were now even more ferocious than before. Donna, once petite, had grown to a towering three meters tall, her fists pounding the ground with the combined power of icy rock and the mighty force of the Exploding Sky Serpent.

Edward remained seated on his throne, his sword moving freely within the great formation.

They all remembered the days in the Thunderfire Demon Cave, when little brother Nicholas always followed behind, needing their help to get up and keep running. Now, they were immensely proud. Nicholas had moved to the front, a king on the battlefield!

Behind them, the monk brothers, Charles and Christopher, remained seated on their lotus platforms, closely following the two frenzied warriors. "Brother, I don't understand, why do people knowingly embrace death when they could choose life?" Christopher asked, puzzled, as he summoned tendrils from his flesh-and-blood lotus platform to fend off the totemic ability weapons attacking Edward.

"Perhaps that's what it means to be family," Charles replied, looking ahead at their fearless kin, all charging forward. He suddenly looked up at the family crest in the sky and sighed, "Sister, do you regret abandoning your faith?"

Hearing this, Christopher smiled, "No regrets. After all, faith alone can't shield us from the world's misunderstandings and slander. They say there's a pure land in paradise, but we've never set foot in it. Yet Nicholas... he has made our family's world as peaceful as a pure land."

"So..." Charles began, his lotus platform disintegrating into a dark golden blood that hovered around him, transforming him into an octopus-like figure on the battlefield. Whenever his tendrils stretched out, droves of druids fell. His eyes turned black as he spoke, "Sister, if such is our pure land, such our family, why should we not embrace death knowingly?"

"Fight!" Christopher declared, his figure transforming into a sixteen-armed Bodhisattva radiating golden light, charging into battle!

[Your descendants Charles and Christopher, having fused the monk and demonic corpses with the flesh-and-blood lotus platform, incorporating Monk Abbot David into it, have elevated the flesh-and-blood lotus platform to a seventh-grade ability object!]

[Seventh-grade Flesh-and-Blood Lotus Platform: Capable of merging with spiritual bodies, transforming into demonic beings or Bodhisattvas, comparable to high-grade ability weapons. The two platforms, now embodying both monk and demon, are comparable to the finest ability weapons!]

[Your descendants Charles and Christopher have broken through their Developing Skill, obtaining an Advanced Core, merging monk and demon into a Super Core!]

[In this battle, they have understood the meaning of family, gaining the trait: Family Faith]

[With their newfound faith, their fervor carries Nicholas's will to the family, fighting for their clan, their power and will increased by 50%!]

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