Beast Blood Pellet What Does It Do Novels & Stories

The others followed him while Mina stood back to observe. The immortality of the beasts was quite different from normal. They could be killed but after some time, they would reappear with full strength. When wounded, the damaged area doesn't bleed but instead releases pure energy in a vapour-like form. The interval between the death and return of the beasts varied but since the beasts always came back, killing them was a waste of energy.

His eyes darkened immediately with a trace of redness. A signal of craving blood. I realized what a stupid mistake I could have made. We had been warned that some vampires had the ability to imitate human beings, mimicking our countenance, our demeanors, and even our emotions to delude their preys and snap their neck when they were off-guard. The image of that little puppy being ripped open suddenly appeared in my mind. I clenched the other hand into a fist as my body became more alert, though I knew any defense would be void to a strong vampire.

asked Chaos. "It is difficult to explain even for me, I don't really get it completely. But Blood Cores seem to have special properties I never knew about, my lord! For instance, such an ability to connect to artifacts and then the system is… baffling! Perhaps your Blood Core is unique on by itself!" said Belphegor. "Hm… Well, anyway, I will choose the x10 option because I want more summons, I can strengthen them through my miasma, so it doesn't matter if they're weak," said Chaos, selecting the second option without doubting!

She looked like she had had the worst day of her life. 'I’ll teach that greedy woman a lesson. I have to. You will really pay, Scarlet,’ Beatrice said as she walked to the corner of the lobby. In her anger, she took a bottle of a pheromone-stimulating potion, drank it, and then rushed onto one of the guestrooms. The room was beautifully designed. It looked like a home, and less of a guest room suite. It was the kind that screamed 'welcoming,’ but there was only one problem.

His face turns purple and the scream dies instantly as I cut off his oxygen supply. "No," he gargles. "Oh, yes," I say through extended fangs and snap them an inch from his face. Ms. Beast, I whisper inside her head, it's not nice to play with your food. The sweet tang of blood fills my mouth. Human blood. Different than when I attack hellhounds. Ms. Beast drops Daniels to the floor, half his throat torn away, and I'm entirely grateful she didn't eat him.

Then he stepped inside and shut the door quietly. “It’s cursed,” he said. My stomach dropped. “What?” “The bite. It’s not just venom. It’s a blood curse. Old magic—feral and twisted. Meant to break him apart from the inside.” He looked at me finally. “We don’t have much time.” I stared at him like he’d slapped me. “You’re saying there’s nothing we can do?” “I’m saying this wasn’t a normal attack,” he said. “The Blood Moon Beast was summoned for one purpose—to destroy. That bite wasn’t just meant to kill. It’s meant to change him.”

I flush bashfully, heart palpitating and blood rushing with a burst. I alarmingly look away from our hands, the presence of his hand making my right thigh fidget. He's not staring at me when he affirms, "It was an incomplete array our predecessors who were after that Vampire left behind." "It renders those bloodthirsty degenerates unable to drink human blood. It becomes a lethal poison, several times deadlier than silver, and as potent as the sun" I feel a plunge in my being and rattle wholly into stiffness to hear him say that. My mind races a mile per minute and I refuse to speak anymore until we arrive at our destination.

She looked rather shocking. Thus, he changed his words and said, “You’ve worked hard, Luna. In the future, don’t push yourself too hard. Take care of your own body.” As he spoke, he took the internal pellet and carefully stored it away. If used properly, the internal pellet of a Martial Saint realm beast might produce another Martial Saint expert, so it was quite useful. “Hehe...” Luna smiled at his words. “I can help you now. Don’t think of me as a burden anymore in the future...”

But she wouldn't leave his side. "Celeste!" she called out when she saw me. "Please—help him—" I abandoned my current patient—he'd survive or he wouldn't—and ran to Ronan. Up close, the damage was worse than I'd thought. The Beast's claws had been poisoned with something, shadow corruption spreading from the wounds in purple veins. "Lay him here," I commanded, pointing to a clear space. "Someone get me hot water, clean cloth, and whatever light magic users we have left who can still channel!"

AURELIAN It didn’t make a sound as it moved, just glided, too fast, too smooth. Its limbs bent backward, mouth gaping wide, teeth crooked like rusted nails. Vael met it mid-air. No blade. No shift. Just fury. He slammed it into the earth with a force that rattled my bones, then tore its throat out with his bare teeth. Blood sprayed across the moss, steaming in the cold. Another came. Then two more behind it.