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"What the hell? What the hell is this? It crushed two seventh-level warriors with one strike?"

Merlin stared with wide eyes at the strange flesh-and-blood warhorse knight, his heart filled with shock and horror.

For some reason, he felt a familiar and similar aura from this monster.

"Blood of the God of War!" The voice of the Moon Goddess Selene echoed in Merlin's mind. "The knight standing before you has the same blood as you. He is the blood of the God of War, there is no doubt about it."

"No wonder it's so strong, it turns out it was created by the descendants of gods. That's fine then. Wait, could those missing descendants of the god of war become the nourishment for this thing?" Merlin's heart trembled, and a terrible thought came to his mind.

Kelvin Rhodes looked down at the crowd below from above. He didn't allow the Flesh Knight to continue his attack. Instead, he spoke calmly, "I don't mean any harm. Once I accomplish my goal, I will naturally leave and won't harm anyone."

"Bullshit!" Merlin cursed angrily. "No malicious intent? You're supporting the Lord of Flesh and Blood near the Dawn Empire's capital, you're hunting down the descendants of the God of War, you're hanging out with the Ancient God Cult, you're playing human alchemy! Who the hell would believe you?"

Kelvin Rhodes didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with these actions. He simply said, "These are just part of achieving my goal. I'm simply borrowing the power of the Ancient God Cult to complete my own experiments. I'm not like those lunatics you mentioned."

Kelvin Rhodes slowly looked towards the altar, his eyes revealing a hint of tenderness and longing. He said softly, "I just want my daughter to return to me."

"What? You want to resurrect your daughter? This development doesn't surprise me at all. The genius alchemist took up human alchemy to actually revive his daughter, but then he fell into paranoia. Then the Ancient God Cult took advantage of the situation and said they could help you. You believed them and began conducting cruel alchemical experiments. These experiments are related to the descendants of the God of War, or more precisely, to the divine blood, right?"

Merlin said with disdain, as if he had seen through everything about Kelvin Rhodes.

Kelvin Rhodes was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "You're right, but I'm not resurrecting my daughter, I'm treating her. My daughter isn't dead yet, she's just been sealed by me."

Kelvin Rhodes raised his head slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and pain, and continued, "My daughter shouldn't have suffered from a disease like ALS. I pride myself on being a genius in alchemy, but faced with this disease, I'm helpless. I've already lost my wife to it, and I can't afford to lose my daughter again. So, I began searching for a solution, and eventually, I found a glimmer of hope. I realized that ALS only affects magic, so all I had to do was make the magic disappear. But how could magic disappear? Just like breathing, magic enters the body all the time, and even the human body itself produces magic."

Kelvin Rhodes clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with madness and determination. "If that's the case, then let the magic power evolve into a higher level of divine power. Divine power will replace the magic power, and once the magic power is transformed into divine power, then the magic ALS will naturally be cured."

"But how can someone who isn't a god transform magic power into divine power?" Kelvin Rhodes paused, a fierce glint in his eyes. "I've discovered that the descendants of gods with divine blood flowing through their veins can transform magic power into divine power through the power of their bloodline."

"So, I set my sights on the descendants of the gods. I want to refine the divine blood, forge a divine body for my daughter, and cure the root cause of magical ALS."

"So I need a large amount of purified divine blood, but the descendants of gods in the Aize continent all have a lofty status, except..."

"Descendant of the God of War." Merlin said speechlessly, because the God of War was indeed different from other gods. This guy was just a stud who spread seeds everywhere and could attack any creature!

There are many descendants of the God of War, and their status is generally not very good. The highest status is the Leo family where Merlin is from. Who else can Kelvin Rhodes target if not them?

Kelvin Rhodes snapped his fingers as he spoke. Behind him, flesh and blood began to rise up, and jars filled with the golden-red blood of the God of War appeared out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, tiny tentacles extended from the jar and slowly penetrated into the body of Kelvin Rhodes' daughter like nimble snakes.

Kelvin Rhodes watched this scene with a relieved smile on his face. He said, "My plan has reached the final stage. As long as the blood transfusion is completed, my daughter will wake up and be able to live like a normal person."

Merlin wanted to ask, "Can the blood of the God of War be swapped so easily? Won't it conflict with the body? And can your daughter's body withstand this power?"

But when the words came to his lips, he felt that it seemed meaningless to say these things at this time. Kelvin Rhodes had obviously gone crazy and would not listen to any advice at all.

Merlin looked at Kelvin Rhodes, his heart filled with helplessness and sadness.

He had seen many people who were blinded by obsession, but it was rare to see someone as deeply trapped in it as Kelvin Rhodes.

Looking at the dense black lines in his eyes that looked like spider webs, Merlin knew that this guy had been completely bewitched by the ancient gods. He believed in their words and would not listen to any other voices.

Could Kelvin Rhodes, with his own strength, have created so many horrifying human alchemical creatures? Could he have constructed such a hellish, gloomy, and terrifying castle of flesh and blood?

Merlin almost wanted to laugh. What a joke.

As early as the beginning, Selene had pointed out that the Lord of Flesh and Blood was secretly manipulating all of this and playing with them in the palm of his hand.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood is a terrifying demon from outer space, an ancient god who seeks to invade the continent of Aize. How could he possibly be so kind as to help Kelvin Rhodes heal his daughter?

Merlin couldn't help but complain in his heart, this guy was really shameless, and he didn't know where he got such confidence from, he really thought that the ancient gods would be merciful and help him.

Merlin's heart stirred, and he asked Selene softly, "What exactly is magical ALS? I seem to have heard of it vaguely before."

Selene's voice echoed in Merlin's mind, tinged with disdain and helplessness. "It's a curse. In fact, it was created by the Ice and Snow Goddess to punish those who betrayed her. It's a curse passed down from generation to generation."