Allen and Augustine, like conjoined twins, plummeted a hundred feet, finally crashing headfirst into the ground!
To be precise, Augustine dug the ground with his head.
Just before hitting the ground, Allen activated his "Phantom Step" again.
He transformed into a ball of silver mist, teleported a hundred meters away, and landed safely.
Bang!
Where Augustine fell, ice and snow flew.
The roar echoed over the snowy mountain for a long time.
Alan walked quickly.
A huge meteorite crater had been smashed into the hillside.
Augustine's body, stuck upside down in the center of the deep crater.
The surrounding mud, sand, and ice were stained red by the slowly seeping blood.
Alan grabbed Augustine's leg and pulled him out of the crater. He lowered his head for a closer look.
Augustine's head had been shattered into a pulp.
"Huh... finally done."
Alan's breath froze into frost in the cold wind.
After a hard fight, he had slain his old enemy.
As his nerves relaxed, he couldn't help but feel the urge to urinate.
This pee had been held for a long time.
Alan untied his belt.
He urinated hotly into Augustine's shattered skull!
After releasing all his energy, he could only describe it in one word—
Awesome!!
…
Augustine's fall marked a complete reversal of the war.
Alan led the Snow Mountain Clan in a counterattack against the Iron Stomach Clan.
The Iron Stomach Clan's ogres had long since grown tired of the oppression of Augustine and his dragon-man cronies. Upon learning of Augustine's death, they immediately gave up resistance and lined the streets to welcome their new chieftain, who had come to liberate them.
Two years later, Allen returned to his homeland.
Back then, he had fled in panic with his four sisters.
Now, he returned as a conqueror.
The four sisters followed him.
A group of lively children surrounded him.
Boys and girls alike had bluish skin.
Now, in the ogre tribe, no one dared to discriminate against blue skin.
On the contrary, this skin color was recognized as a sign of noble blood!
In Augustine's luxurious lair, Allen saw his adoptive mother again.
The four sisters, reunited with their mother, burst into tears of joy.
Alan was also deeply moved.
So much had happened in just two short years; it felt like a lifetime ago.
Although her adoptive mother had been abducted by Augustine and suffered emotional distress, she hadn't been abused materially. She had everything she needed for food, clothing, and daily necessities.
She was still as gentle and beautiful as ever.
It was as if even time couldn't bear to leave any mark on her.
At this moment, Meat Mountain hurried to Allen's side.
Leaning close to his ear, he whispered:
"Great Chief! The mistress... gave birth to a pair of newly weaned bastard pups for Augustine. What should we do with them?"
Alan frowned, then gestured.
Meat Mountain understood.
Three days later.
The two dragonblood ogre cubs, playing by the river, accidentally fell into the water and drowned.
The grief of losing her children deeply devastated Allen's adoptive mother.
For two days, she cried and was depressed. Her four daughters stayed by her side, offering every comfort they could.
‐‐it seemed to be of no use.
‐‐Alan was deeply worried about his adoptive mother's mental state.
‐‐he hoped she could quickly adjust her mindset, accept reality, and move on.
‐‐after all, suffering belonged to the past; life held hope.
‐‐As for the untimely deaths of those two little bastards, he felt no regrets at all.
‐‐victorious, victorious, the strong prey on the weak.
‐‐that was the fundamental rule of this savage world.
‐‐anyone in his position would have had no choice.
‐‐Two days later, his adoptive mother's mood improved.
‐‐Alan gradually began to feel relieved.
‐‐However, the subsequent developments were far beyond his expectations.
‐‐that night, his adoptive mother found an excuse.
‐‐leaving her four daughters, she came to Alan's bedroom alone.
‐‐she made a nearly insane request. "You killed my two bastards, I don't blame you."
"But you have to give me two more obedient babies!"
Facing his tearful adoptive mother, his own sister...
Alan knew he owed her too much.
To help her overcome the shadow of her past, he had to give her a reason to live.
...
Dormitories at the martial arts gym.
Alan ended his meditation.
He sighed deeply, feeling a sense of relief.
Over six months of arduous training.
A vast amount of magic stones, poured in without regard for the cost!
Finally, it bore rich fruit.
From now on, he was a legitimate sorcerer!
Successfully promoted to a first-level sorcerer.
Alan's physical and mental attributes each grew by one point.
Current attributes: Constitution 20, Agility 17, Spirit 21
Mana 63, equivalent to three times Spirit.
Natural Armor Level 3, equivalent to wearing an invisible leather armor.
The Poison Demon Bloodline's signature ability, the Mutated Bone Spikes, has evolved again.
Now, Allen can extend the bone spikes on his palms up to one meter.
Furthermore, the bone spikes' hardness has been greatly enhanced, rivaling that of steel!
At this point in evolution, the bone spikes are even more suitable as weapons.
Their skill, attack range, and lethality are equivalent to those of a fine steel rapier!
After ascending to the rank of 1st Warlock, Allen can finally awaken the ancestral spirit dormant deep within his bloodline.
A major difference between an apprentice and a true warlock is the latter's ability to awaken ancestral spirits.
Entering the "Atavistic Transformation" state, greatly increasing combat effectiveness! Not long ago, in the Meditation World...
Alan's nemesis, Augustine, had used this secret method to boost his combat power, putting him under considerable pressure.
As a warlock's rank increases, their "Atavism" will also strengthen.
Until, ultimately, they become identical to the strongest ancestral spirit.
This path of bloodline evolution has reached its end.
Different bloodlines support different levels of "Atavism."
The stronger the bloodline, the more levels of transformation it can achieve.
Conversely, weaker bloodlines, such as the Ogre,
are pitifully limited to only two levels of Atavism.
Most warlocks who awaken the Ogre bloodline remain stuck at the late second level.
To break through this bottleneck, there are only three theoretical possibilities.
Either they possess exceptional aptitude, potential surpassing that of ordinary mortals, reaching a limit of up to the third stage!
Or they can change their bloodline type and start anew.
Or, like Allen, they can fuse a mutant bloodline with even greater growth potential than the average ogre.
The Poison Demon is the most exceptional of the many ogre mutant bloodlines!
Alan still doesn't know how many stages of atavism the Poison Demon bloodline has.
At least it won't be less than three!
Furthermore, he possesses exceptional aptitude and an exceptional bloodline!
This means that, at least until his cultivation reaches the late fourth stage, he won't have to worry about bottlenecks.
For other sorcerers, the biggest bottleneck in their cultivation is the upper limit of their bloodline's potential.
In this world, parents always come first, followed by children.
It's impossible to reverse that!
A sorcerer's bloodline is genetically determined and primarily determined by innate factors.
No matter how hard one tries, it's difficult to change.
Therefore, a sorcerer's achievements are often capped at the moment their bloodline awakens.
Alan is different.
Even when the potential of his Poison Demon bloodline is exhausted.
He can still utilize the Gluttony system.
Spend his potential to evolve or fuse a stronger bloodline.
The road ahead is still smooth!
What is a "bottleneck"?
In his dictionary, the word doesn't even exist.