Chapter 317: Sacred Water Beast

Metropolis, Chinatown.

The red pickup truck drove through the quaint streets and braked in front of a secluded house.

Kevin got out of the car first and waved to the middle-aged man standing at the door.

"Uncle! Let me introduce you, this beautiful lady is my colleague Ms. April! This handsome guy is my good brother and boss Alan!"

Alan got out of the car and shook hands with Kevin's uncle with no expression on his face.

Kevin's uncle is indeed a member of the Hong Gang.

His status in the gang is not as impressive as Kevin boasts.

In fact, it was thanks to Kevin that my cousin was summoned by the leader, Uncle An.

As Uncle An's special envoy, Alan was invited by Kevin to visit Uncle An's home.

Alan had long heard of Uncle An's high status in the underworld.

But what he cared more about was Uncle An’s other identity, the chief priest of the Bo Tao Cult!

Allen wants to gain a deeper understanding of the Wave Cult and then come into contact with the water beast. Uncle An is the most suitable guide.

So he accepted the invitation and came to the banquet.

The courtyard, located in the bustling city of the metropolis, has a distinct oriental garden style.

What’s even more magical is that the courtyard is quiet and peaceful, as if the noise from the outside world is blocked by an invisible barrier.

Alan walked into the courtyard and saw from afar an old man with white hair and beard sitting in a Tang suit in the pavilion opposite.

As if aware of the visitor, the old man stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

There was a proud look between his brows, and he had no intention of going forward to greet him.

The path leading to the pavilion crosses the lawn.

There is a stone fountain on each side of the path.

The tower-shaped stone sculpture gushes out clear spring water that splashes all around.

However, the moment Alan approached, the fountain seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force field, and the water flow deviated from its normal direction.

Directly above the trail, they interweave to form a transparent barrier.

Alan stopped.

Kevin and April were also forced to stop.

There was a look of confusion and uneasiness on his face.

The unnatural distortion of the fountain's water flow was obviously the result of Uncle An's calm use of supernatural powers.

The spring water blocked the only way to the pavilion.

If Alan tried to force his way through, he would be soaked and lose face.

It is conceivable that Uncle An intended to use this method to give the young and energetic Allen a warning and kill his fighting spirit.

This is also a test.

If Allen can get through this in a decent manner, he will be qualified to negotiate with Uncle An on an equal footing.

Kevin and April have been following Allen for these days, so of course they know that Allen is very strong, ridiculously strong!

However, Alan is only strong in the physical sense, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex condensed into human form, who can break everything with one force!

He did not display the ability to control fire and water, which is almost magical, like President Orochi or Uncle An.

How can we break through Uncle An's water wall relying solely on physical strength?

Kevin and April, had no clue.

Alan stood in front of the flowing wall of water and smiled.

Testing him in this way is simply walking into a trap.

In a flash, divine power was unleashed!

The power of water, domain suppression!

The wall of water in front of him retreated to both sides on its own.

The fountain returned to its natural spraying state.

In the pavilion opposite, Uncle An's face changed continuously!

Just now, the spiritual connection between him and the water wall was severed.

What made him even more uneasy was...

The magic power of water element that I used to use freely could not be mobilized!

This means that he lost his extraordinary powers and degenerated into an ordinary thin old man.

Uncle An has lived for most of his life and has never encountered such a strange thing.

Faced with the young man striding towards me, I could only pretend to be calm.

Alan saw this and just found it funny.

I don't want to play tricks on this old man, so I'll just get straight to the point.

“Kneel down!”

Uncle An's body trembled and his knees couldn't help but bend downward.

He is the high priest of the Wave Cult and belongs to the water priesthood.

Alan is a demigod who has mastered water power and happens to be his nemesis.

The rebuke that was fused with divine power was like an invisible mountain pressing down on Uncle An's back, forcing him to kneel on the ground, not daring to look up at the godly young man in front of him.

Alan walked around Uncle An who was kneeling, and sat on the chair in the pavilion that originally belonged to Uncle An.

Kevin and April, standing outside the gazebo, were stunned for a moment.

Alan picked up the teapot, poured himself a drink, and lightly criticized Uncle An.

"You are old, and you are still playing tricks on me. Don't you feel bored?"

Uncle An's face was full of bitterness and he was sweating profusely.

Alan took a sip of his tea and sighed with satisfaction.

He put down the teacup and his tone softened.

"Since you are my compatriot and elder, I will call you uncle. How do you plan to call me?"

"This..." Uncle An hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Master, is it okay?"

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now, get up and talk."

Alan raised his hand nonchalantly.

Uncle An felt the invisible pressure on his back lifted, heaved a sigh of relief, and stood up, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

With his hands hanging down, he stood beside Alan respectfully and told him his plan.

He invited Alan to be his guest because he wanted to test this young man who has been very popular recently.

If Alan really possesses extraordinary powers, he should be recruited into the Bo Tao Esoteric Cult and trained intensively.

In return, Uncle An will send people to protect Allen's relatives and friends, and will also greet the state police and senior FBI officials to prevent the police from causing trouble for Allen.

Alan listened to him, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the seat, lost in thought.

The conditions proposed by Uncle An are not bad.

Especially the one about protecting his family, which can save him a lot of trouble.

At least we don't have to worry about incidents like the kidnapping of old Morgan happening again.

"Uncle An, I can join the Bo Tao Esoteric Cult, but I am impatient to start from the bottom and climb up step by step."

"I want to see the head of the church, Saint Bo Tao. Please arrange it now. The sooner the better."

"This..." Uncle An looked embarrassed.

"Why, saint of your religion, you are so arrogant and won't give me face?"

Alan's face darkened and his voice turned cold.

"Master! That's not true. We actually have our reasons!"

Uncle An leaned close to Alan and whispered in his ear.

The anger on Allen's face gradually faded.

The former saint of the Hatao Esoteric Cult had recently come into a violent conflict with his arch-enemy, Ashura Yoko, the saint of the Volcano Church.

During the fierce battle, Saint Bo Tao was seriously injured and eventually died.

The impact of this incident is so great that the Bo Tao Secret Cult dares not publicize it and is stepping up its search for the saint's successor.

Allen understood this.

Saints are like the "nuclear weapons" of esoteric Buddhism and have strategic deterrent power.

The Bo Tao Esoteric Cult, which has lost its saint, is at its most vulnerable stage.

If this secret were to get out, at least the Volcano Cult would never miss this golden opportunity to suppress its mortal enemy.

"Uncle An, what are the requirements to become a saint of the Wave Cult?" Alan asked with interest.

"It's actually quite simple. As long as you join our sect and pass the test of our Lord Emperor Kun during the Moonlit Ceremony, you will be able to obtain a drop of extremely precious Emperor Kun's blood."

"Those who successfully fuse the blood of Emperor Kun can become saints!"

After listening to his explanation, Alan's lips curled up into a smile.

It sounds so mysterious, but in fact it is just the fusion of blood essence.

No one is better at this than him.

"Uncle An, when can we hold the sacrifice ceremony at the earliest?"

"This Saturday, when the green water moon illuminates the sea."

Uncle An's eyes revealed fervent hope.

"Master! I will take care of the preparations for the sacrifice, you just need to be there on time!"

"With your talent, you will definitely pass the test and become the new Saint!"

…

Saturday.

On the outskirts of Kang Town, the lakeside pier was blocked by a group of armed thugs in sunglasses and suits, and no outsiders were allowed to approach.

There was the sound of a motor outside the dock.

A red pickup truck came speeding towards us.

The gang member subconsciously raised his gun and pointed it at the direction where the car lights were coming on.

The car slowed down slowly.

The car door opened and Uncle An was the first to get out.

Standing by the door, bowing.

"Master, we are here."

Alan nodded, got out of the car slowly, and glanced towards the dock.

The many gunmen who were ordered to block the dock shuddered collectively when their eyes met his.

He quickly put away his weapon and stood respectfully with his hands hanging.

Accompanied by Uncle An, Alan walked onto the dock.

Six priests of the Wave Cult, wearing green hooded robes, have prepared the altar and offerings.

The so-called sacrifice refers to a living person.

Six members of the Great Snake Society were tied up, gagged, and thrown beside the altar.

They seemed to have a premonition of their fate, their faces were pale and their eyes were full of panic.

In the silent night sky, the green moon hangs high.

The calm lake surface reflected the moonlight, creating a strange green halo.

Alan took a deep breath of the moist water vapor and felt a trace of water element magic seeping into his body.

Unfortunately, the magic pool has not been opened yet, so magic cannot be stored.

The magic power circulates in the body and then is expelled from the body with breathing.

"I hope tonight will bring me a little surprise."

Alan turned around and nodded to Uncle An, who was already wearing the high priest robe.

"It's time to start."

Uncle An walked up to the altar, picked up a jade dagger engraved with water patterns, and prayed solemnly.

The six chief priests also held out jade holy emblems in the shape of daggers, chanted prayers, and walked towards a prisoner of the Serpent Society and stabbed the daggers into their throats.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Six corpses were evenly arranged around the altar.

Blood gushed out of his throat, flowed into the sink under the altar, and gurgled into the bay.

A blush appeared on the sea surface.

April and Kevin are responsible for filming the actual rituals of the Bo Tao Cult.

Seeing the bloody scene of human sacrifice, I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingling and a strong sense of physical discomfort.

However, neither of them dared to say anything.

For Allen's sake, Uncle An made an exception and allowed them to enter the sacrificial site to film the most realistic blood sacrifice.

Anyone who can't control his mouth might have his throat slit as a sacrifice.

As the sacrificial ceremony progressed, Allen felt that the concentration of water element magic was rising sharply.

The source of magic lies on the sea illuminated by the green moonlight.

Wherever the blood of the sacrifice spread, whirlpools formed on the sea surface.

There were no noticeable winds or waves on the sea, but the size of the whirlpool continued to expand.

Uncle An and the assistant priests noticed this unusual phenomenon, a look of fanaticism appeared on their faces, and they prayed even harder.

Finally, the door to the secret realm opened.

A huge green figure slowly emerged from the whirlpool.

Alan walked onto the pier, facing the sea breeze and observing the giant beast in the water.

The monster looked like a whale, with smooth emerald green skin on its back.

The skin on the abdomen submerged in the sea water is milky white.

"As I expected, the idol worshipped by the Bo Tao Esoteric Cult is actually a divine Bo Tao Behemoth..."

Alan muttered to himself, with a look of realization on his face.

"Master! Kneel down quickly. Don't be rude to Di Kun!"

Behind me, I heard Uncle An's urgent warning.

"Kneel down?"

Alan couldn't help but sneer.

"Excuse me, the one who should really be kneeling and paying homage is... this giant water beast you are worshipping!"

The so-called Emperor Kun is the "Wave Behemoth", one of the six elemental Behemoths, which has both Behemoth bloodline and water bloodline.

So here comes the question.

Where does the water bloodline of Behemoth come from?

That’s right, from the first ancestor Leviathan!

The Behemoth is actually the hybrid offspring of the Behemoth and the Leviathan.

Since she has Leviathan blood, things will be easier.

A gluttonous black ball appeared above Allen's head.

The giant beast Emperor Kun already possesses water-related divinity.

Like Allen, he is also a demigod.

The divine power suppression had no effect on her.

However, in the reference system of bloodline genealogy, Di Kun's status is not as good as that of Allen, the patriarch of the Leviathan clan!

The divine power suppression doesn't work, it doesn't matter, Alan still has a bloodline suppression trick!

The Taotie black ball vibrated violently, and the power of annihilation was fully released.

At this moment, Allen was like the original Leviathan himself.

The giant water beast Emperor Kun felt the aura of the sect leader emanating from him, and a hint of excitement appeared in his green eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally succumbed to his blood instinct.

It slowly raises its upper body in the waves and transforms into a female Behemoth with a full chest.

The thick hair swayed in the sea water like seaweed.

She bowed reluctantly and saluted the young man on the dock.

Alan nodded in satisfaction and stretched out his right hand.

Di Kun used his armor-piercing claws to cut his palm and squeezed out a drop of green blood.

puff!

A huge drop of blood fell into Allen's hand and filled his palm.

Before it flowed out through his fingers, it was greedily sucked up by the gluttonous black ball above Alan's head.

When Di Kun saw the satisfied expression on Allen's face, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quietly shrank back into the water, and disappeared into the depths of the whirlpool.

By the time Alan realized she had slipped away, the vortex door leading to the secret realm had already closed.

The sea surface, shrouded in green moonlight, returned to calm.

"Humph! He's quite big, but he's so timid. He ran away without me noticing him."

Alan was quite dissatisfied with the water beast for leaving without saying goodbye.

He still had a lot of things to ask the other party.

In addition, he was intrigued by the divinity of the water beast.

If it can be deprived and absorbed, it will surely greatly improve the integration progress of the original Behemoth's origin.

Perhaps it was because the water beast sensed his ill intentions that it fled in a hurry.

"Forget it, let's digest and absorb the blood essence first."

Alan collected his thoughts and checked the system prompts.

"Do you want to spend 30 potential points to fully integrate the blood essence of Wave Behemoth?"

In this space with thin magic power and no bloodline galaxy, Alan cannot practice the method of atavistic meditation.

Absorbing the essence of the giant beast's blood by yourself, like the previous Saint of Waves, will take at least ten years to fully integrate.

Spending potential can help him skip the long process and achieve perfect fusion directly.

Alan has plenty of potential.

Just 30 points, no big deal!

Alan closed his eyes and meditated, feeling the changes in his body.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

Deep in the pupils, a green light can be vaguely seen.

After fully integrating the essence of the Behemoth's bloodline, Alan opened the magic pool as he wished.

From now on, he can absorb the free water element energy in nature and store it in the magic pool to cast water skills or transform into the wave behemoth form.

The priests of the Po Tao Cult, including Uncle An, can also revert to their ancestral form and transform.

However, it can only transform into a whale form.

In human cities, this form is hardly useful.

Only the Saints, in addition to the whale form, can transform into a more practical behemoth form.

In addition to these two ancestral forms, the water spells that Allen had awakened in reality have also been freed from bloodline suppression.

Including the 1st-ring "Water Control", the 3rd-ring "Liquid Alchemy", and the 7th-ring "Weather Control".

These three spells are actually not very important.

In contrast, what made Allen feel more gratified was...

I finally have some magic power to use!

With magic power, you can cast the 9th level "Prayer".

With the "Prayer", he can simulate any magic from level 1 to 8.

With the blessing of divinity, one can even simulate 9th-level magic of ice, water, and poison.