Chapter 419: Chapter 412: Ancestor’s Blood

Within a nightmarish room of gray mist.

Doctor Nightmare sat upon a throne of gray mist, his direct Descendant, Hui Ming, kneeling respectfully before it.

"The state of the world has more or less solidified. We’ve run out of time to wait. Has there been any progress on the ’Ten Apostles’ plan I entrusted to you? We must locate the Seals of the others as quickly as possible and make our move."

Doctor Nightmare said slowly to Hui Ming.

"Not long ago, the ’Ten Apostles’ plan made some progress. I’ve found a suitable match in the Starry Sky Country."

"We are now preparing to initiate the replacement procedure for this individual. I’m afraid it will require you to personally conduct his Bloodline infusion."

Hui Ming said respectfully to Doctor Nightmare.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Doctor Nightmare’s previously languid body snapped upright, and a strange new aura emanated from him.

In that instant, the entire misty room seemed to fill with flickering phantoms.

"A match for whom?"

Doctor Nightmare asked.

"La, the Master of Desolation, from the Black Continent."

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Andrew was a resident of Newk City in the Starry Sky Country.

Due to his race, skin color, and origins, Andrew had not led a happy life. It was, in fact, downright miserable.

Not long ago, he’d been talked into a business venture by a friend. He poured his life savings into it, only for the friend to abscond with the money and disappear without a trace.

This threw his family into financial ruin. The resulting constant arguments with his wife led to their divorce not long ago, leaving him with the heavy burden of raising their son, who was not yet ten years old.

He didn’t hate his wife, nor did he complain excessively. ’Everyone has the right to pursue happiness, and she’s no exception. Besides, the family’s current predicament is my own fault. I have to take responsibility.’

However, he didn’t give up on life. He took on the most grueling manual labor jobs, struggling to make ends meet and keep his son in school.

He remembered a famous movie, "The Pursuit of Happyness." The protagonist’s situation had been far more tragic than his own, yet the man had persevered and ultimately succeeded.

He believed that as long as he kept working hard, one day, happiness would find him again.

And now, it seemed that dream was actually coming true!

He could hardly believe it. He had merely answered the government’s call for a check-up, and as a result, he’d actually been selected in the second round of the Apostle Plan!

The news, more stunning than winning the lottery, sent his head spinning. In an instant, his life changed dramatically.

His former coworkers, and even the construction site foreman, became incredibly respectful toward him, some even fawning over him with a sense of awe. The landlord, who was always so harsh when hassling him for rent, contacted him at once; his voice was impossibly kind and cordial as he offered to reduce the rent. His son’s teachers and the school administration called as well, vowing to do everything in their power to cultivate his son’s potential.

The city media interviewed him, and he became a local celebrity in his neighborhood. He was met with looks of admiration and even jealousy wherever he went. Famous tycoons and massive corporations reached out, hoping to establish a good relationship. Even his ex-wife got in touch, apologizing for her past actions and expressing her willingness to come back and rebuild their family with him.

His fate had been utterly transformed.

And it was all thanks to the Apostle Plan.

As a direct beneficiary, he became one of the Apostle Plan’s most fanatical supporters and active promoters online.

Just today, officials had contacted him again, stating they were ready to perform the final symbiotic surgery. After that, he would become a true Neo-Human, possessing abilities beyond ordinary people. He would finally be a man above all others.

’It’s unbelievable! Praise God!’

He clutched a Bible in one hand and the cross on his chest, thanking God for His grace.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

Just then, a knock came at his door.

Andrew stopped praying.

"Is Mr. Andrew home? We’re from the Nebula Alliance."

A deep, magnetic voice called from outside.

"Yes!"

’They’re finally here!’ Andrew took a deep breath, straightened his crisp suit, and walked slowly to the door.

He gently placed his hand on the doorknob. He knew that opening this door would usher in a brand new life!

CLICK!

He turned the doorknob and opened the door. A group of men in black suits stood before him.

"Mr. Andrew?"

The man in the lead was Caucasian, with flowing golden hair. A gentle smile played on his handsome face.

Yet, for some reason, when he met the man’s eyes, Andrew felt as if he were shrouded in some kind of mist, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Yes, I am. And you are...?"

Andrew asked nervously.

"We are the ones who will bring you a new ’life’."

The smile on Hui Ming’s face deepened. In that instant, it was as if Andrew’s body was being controlled by an unseen force. An unspeakable terror surged from the depths of his heart.

He found his body moving forward against his will. A strange, stiff smile plastered itself on his face as he waved to the gawking, shouting neighbors. Then, in full view of everyone, he followed Hui Ming into the car.

The car slowly pulled away from the block. Chasing after it were the lively shouts of the crowd, a mixture of blessings and jealousy.

Paralyzed in his seat, Andrew struggled just to move his eyes. All he could see was Hui Ming sitting beside him, that same unwavering smile on his face.

A deathly chill washed over him. He suddenly realized that being chosen was not the beginning of happiness, but the start of a nightmare.

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「A secret laboratory within the Nebula Alliance.」

Hui Ming looked through the glass of the experimental chamber at Andrew, who was bound to a medical bed.

Tendrils of gray mist poured in from the four corners of the room. Like menacing tentacles, they crept gently over Andrew’s body, submerging him in endless terror.

Within the gray mist, a single drop of blood materialized out of thin air, slowly taking form in the void.

Celestial Demon Blood.

Moreover, this was no ordinary Celestial Demon Blood. It was a drop of Ancestor’s Blood, which Doctor Nightmare had extracted from the Bloodlines of numerous corresponding Celestial Demon Descendants!

The plan was to inject the corresponding Ancestor’s Blood into a suitable host, thereby creating the perfect vessel for a Primordial Ancestor. Furthermore, this would establish a unique connection with the Primordial Ancestor’s true form, allowing them to find the location of the respective Primordial Ancestor’s Seal, which had been deeply hidden by the Ancient Heroes.

Forced by some impending crisis, Doctor Nightmare had decided to prematurely open the cages that imprisoned the Demons!