Chapter 1372 - 743: Demigod
Lance briefly felt it; his exaggerated physique, once expanded due to the rise in power, was now slightly reduced.
Originally breaking through from 1.9 meters towards 2 meters, it now directly returned to 1.8 meters, likely representing the optimal state achieved through washing bones and altering marrow.
Although the muscles on his body didn’t feel explosive, he was still taller than most ordinary people, looking unremarkable in clothes.
However, this did not mean Lance’s strength had decreased. On the contrary, his already exaggerated state had undergone a comprehensive enhancement, and the improvement in physique meant all resistances were maxed out.
The most direct manifestation of all this was the change in the panel due to his ascension to Demigod.
Besides the level changing to Demigod, the original traits [Ancient Bloodline], [Innate Talent], and [Natural Purification] disappeared, replaced by a new trait named [Demigod Physique]!
This marked Lance’s departure from humankind, stepping onto the path of godhood.
It was precisely for this reason that the three traits were replaced, as the bloodline of a Demigod is stronger than the diluted Ancient Bloodline.
Similarly, it was difficult to describe his abilities with human talents; how can innate talent compare to that of a Demigod?
As for [Natural Purification] obtained by sacrificing the Wilderness Witch, it was covered for similar reasons since the resistance brought by Demigod Physique was higher.
And this was only the most direct manifestation; some hidden conditions existed.
With the blessing of Demigod Physique, he would always remain in the strongest state, immune to fatigue, the most crucial being that aging lost its meaning for him.
The temptation of immortality is something everyone craves, yet Lance now easily grasped it, somewhat dreamlike.
However, realizing this is not much in the Extraordinary World, Lance instantly lost that sense of excitement.
There are indeed many long-lived individuals in this world, like Geralt the Witcher Master, whose strength may not be exceptional. He uses some swordsmanship and Dharma Seals to prepare specifically against monsters, often getting injured, but he simply does not age, or the aging process is very slow, with astonishing recovery ability.
However, there is a cost; the death rate through the Witcher grass trial is too high, and it can only begin from childhood.
As for other methods to prolong life, Lance had mostly seen them in Ancestor’s research, suggesting such things are indeed possible, with the mystery of supernatural powers rooted in the unknown.
Lance quickly adapted to the changes brought by the Demigod ascension, yet the Ancestor was the Ancestor, and the tributes had not ended; another item returned from the void, though Lance’s reaction was strange because it was a twisted, withered umbilical cord.
[Broken Umbilical Cord], which reminded Lance of the [Heart of Flesh] in his hand, as Ancestor always liked conducting such flesh research.
It was then he had time to look up at the huge meatball overhead.
The thing hadn’t disappeared with Ancestor, so he immediately raised his hand to sacrifice the meatball rooted in the void above.
As expected, the void engulfed the eerie flesh, though the offering left Lance a bit speechless.
It was a peculiar, curled piece of withered flesh, named [Incomplete Womb].
The womb and umbilical cord made Lance speculate that the Ancestor wished to use them to nurture a divine body. Should he have succeeded, the being birthed from the heart of flesh would truly have been a god, an entity they could not defeat.
But unfortunately, the Ancestor was wrong from the start, for although the sacrifice of Hamlet succeeded, it didn’t fully succeed.
It wasn’t a reason related to the Church’s saints but simply insufficient life force unable to be completed by a million people, and the flesh womb resulting from such rituals was naturally incomplete, binding Ancestor to the heart of flesh.
Until Lance went on a quest like the Journey to the West, forcibly birthing him prematurely from the heart of flesh.
Yet sadly, even as a Demigod, Ancestor couldn’t turn the tables; Lance’s blade severed the heart’s blood vessels, umbilical cord, and Ancestor’s last hope.
Now, holding both womb and umbilical cord, Lance felt a sense of absurdity; was this the last equipment left by Ancestor, bearing his obsession with failing to ascend?
However, Lance had no time to linger or dwell as he noticed the space destabilizing without Ancestor’s maintenance after the meatball’s offering.
This place was not suitable for a prolonged stay, and Lance quickly exited the bizarre space.
In reality, he didn’t stay long; he soon caught up with Reynard and others, who realized the passage was becoming unstable, prompting everyone to rush ahead without Lance’s urging.
𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Finally escaping at the last moment, they passed through the wobbly portal like a bubble, breaking free from the void.
Meanwhile, the portal in reality oscillated intensely, and moments later, Lance brought Reynard and others back to reality.
"How’s the situation? Did you succeed?" Alhazred, guarding the portal, slowly opened his eyes from meditation, naturally sensing the surging waves.
"Of course! How could we fail once we take action?" Dismas quickly shook off the tension, responding with pride.