Mythology: Ragnarok

“That’s enough. This way, we can at least hold the walls for now and give the people more time to evacuate. I’m counting on you.” The chairman bowed to Agreed and made a sincere request.

Agreed quickly helped the president up and said, "I'll do my best, but we still need to prepare for the worst. If it doesn't work out, I won't let my team members die in vain. Please lead everyone to evacuate from here alive if possible."

The two then looked around at the crowd with concern, the immense psychological pressure making it hard to breathe.

That evening, Agreed returned to Pawnshop No. 7.

Upon opening the door, Mammon greeted him warmly, "Welcome, my esteemed guest. What brings you here?"

Agreed stepped forward and said helplessly, "I'm here to make a deal. Do you have a way to let me use vampire magic?"

Mammon frowned slightly and said, "Blood magic? You know the requirements for learning blood magic are very demanding. You're not a vampire, so what's the point of learning it? How about this, I'll turn you into a demon, and you can learn demonic spells. Believe me, given time you will definitely become an existence no less than mine. I've even thought of a name. You'll be called the Eighth Sin 'Wisdom' Jadru, what do you think?"

Agreed refused, saying, "No need, I can use demonic spells."

Mammon, feeling bored, lowered his head and said aggrievedly, "What the hell? I forgot! How can you use magic like a demon when you're just a human? Magic is a spell that can only be learned by truly touching the soul level! And your soul can grow without restraint... just like a demon! No, even more unrestrained than a demon's! It's so alluring, I want it so badly! I really want to extract your soul and study it properly..." The more Mammon spoke, the more excited he became. He stood up, his goat-like eyes constantly blinking as he stared intently at Agreed, as if he were looking at a long-desired work of art.

Agreed looked at him and suggested, "This time I can use the souls of orcs as a bargaining chip. Name your price."

Mammon shrugged helplessly and said, "Alright, alright, then I'll throw in the principles and guidance as a bonus, so you won't waste your time. I'm a conscientious figure in the demon business world, you're lucky to have met me. The most crucial thing in learning blood magic is to have a general understanding of 'blood,' or rather, the 'liquid' in a living organism that transports nutrients and energy and plays many other roles such as cooling, regulation, and immunity."

Blood magic, blood magic—the key lies in the word 'blood.' Vampires possess an innate advantage in their perception of blood, so blood magic isn't actually exclusive to them. It's just that for other races, learning it is as difficult as a land animal without gills or specialized swimming organs learning to survive in the ocean.

At this point, Mammon snapped his fingers, then pointed at Agreed and said with a smile, "But you're lucky. I happen to have an item that can help you cross this insurmountable barrier and sense the existence of 'blood'."

As he spoke, Mammon walked to the shelf behind him and rummaged through it. Finally, he pulled out a small box from his vast collection. Mammon opened the box to reveal its contents: a sharp canine tooth, somewhat like an enlarged version of a venomous snake's fang. Mammon handed the box to Agreed and said, "This treasure is the 'Fang of the Blood Ancestor.' It is the tooth of the first vampire on another planet, the 'Blood Ancestor,' just like Dracula on your planet. The residual power of the Blood Ancestor within it can make you a low-level vampire for about a day. At that time, finding the sense of blood will be as easy as breathing."

Agreed picked up the tooth and said with some disappointment, "Just a low-level vampire?"

Mammon sighed and said, "The bloodline's heritage is passed down through blood. If this tooth hadn't fallen from the Blood Ancestor, resulting in absolutely pure residual blood inside, it would be difficult for you to even become a lesser demon, let alone a low-level vampire. However, blood magic can only be inherited and cultivated by high-ranking nobles among the vampires. The vampire ranks are Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron. The blood magic spells you got from that vampire count are probably only up to the ninth rank. There are no truly forbidden spells at all."

Blood magic has a very low barrier to entry. If you truly grasp the basics, with your current soul cultivation, you can use all blood magic below the ninth rank. However, I must warn you that blood magic consumes the user's internal energy. No one has a stronger physique than a vampire; recklessly using it can easily shorten your lifespan or even lead to immediate death!

Agreed took the Bloodfang and said, "Thanks for reminding me, I'll keep that in mind. So, how much is it worth?"

After thinking for a moment, Mammon offered, "Although its function is not very good, it is indeed very rare, so how about two hundred orc souls? You can take it and use it first. As for the reward, you can give it to me after we resolve this problem. Anyway, you can't run away. Even if you die, I can use the long-term transaction contract we signed before to take your soul and deal with it in a demonic way."

Agreed asked in surprise, "You didn't try to raise the price? With your extensive intelligence network, you should have known that I would get far more than two hundred orc souls this time, right?"

Mammon spread his hands proudly and shouted, "Of course! As a businessman, I naturally know that intelligence and information are the most valuable and universal bargaining chips. So my intelligence network spans every universe, and I even have my henchmen in places where demons don't even know they exist. I dare say no one knows more than me. But please don't insult me, okay? What do you take me for? A lowly and greedy human businessman? Rules and reputation are the most important things for demons. Please don't insult me, okay? I'm not human. I have my own moral bottom line and professional ethics. Demons never abandon their nature for profit."

Agreed thought for a moment and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I was being petty. Anyway, thank you." Then Agreed got up and walked towards the exit.

Mammon hurriedly shouted, "You can use those extra orc souls to trade for some other good things. You know, my friend, souls are the most important bargaining chip for demons!" Before he finished speaking, Agreed had already walked out and closed the door.

At this moment, Mammon looked at the closed door, clicked his tongue, and said, "You are truly charming, Mr. Agreed."

After Agreed stepped out of the gate, he casually found a deserted alley. After setting up a magic circle to prevent others from disturbing him, Agreed immediately plunged the Blood Ancestor's Tooth into his carotid artery. The tooth melted into a drop of blood as soon as it pierced his skin and entered Agreed's body.

Then Agreed's body began to change, and he felt excruciating pain all over his body.