Chapter 154: Bloodline

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"Everyone get into position. I'm about to shoot."

Li Mochen calculated briefly in his mind, then began applying various spells to the bullets in the chamber.

Intermediate Blessing of Fire,初级 Wind Blessing,初级 Armor Piercing,初级 Combustion,初级 Sharpness,初级 Thunderclap—

Within a few seconds, layers of magical arrays unfolded all over his body.

With the help of the external elixir, he could have used some powerful immortal arts from the Primordial Dome Realm. But in front of Eliza and the others, he took a conservative approach, using only the spells he had recently mastered.

As for the Eastern immortal arts of this world—Li Mochen had limited time and hadn't yet systematically studied them, so he couldn't use them.

"A-Mo, wait!"

At that moment, Eliza took out a ring set with a yellow gem from her clothes, then clasped her hands together, forming a peculiar gesture, and pressed it against Li Mochen's back.

At the same time, she chanted some incomprehensible prayers.

Li Mochen roughly knew this was Dragon Tongue, the language among all intelligent dragonkind. Legend had it that this was the origin of Western languages, and the language itself contained the power of magic.

"Draco horizontum!"

The next instant, a dark red tint appeared in Li Mochen's eyes. His vision instantly changed; not only did it broaden, but he could also accurately perceive the magical energy tides within thirty li ahead, as well as temperature changes in all directions.

Li Mochen's eyes lit up, thinking that this must be the innate spell Eliza had mastered after awakening her sorcerer bloodline.

If so, his accuracy could be enhanced. He could predict the wind direction in the next few minutes through temperature changes in various positions, then calculate the precise trajectory.

Combined with the 'Secret Art of the Heavenly Mechanism and Mysterious Pivot Locking Stars,' this could significantly increase his hit rate.

But what surprised Li Mochen even more was that with the blessing of the True Dragon Vision spell, a sudden heat surged within him. It seemed that a force coiled in his chest was on the verge of awakening.

Bloodline?

This guess surfaced in Li Mochen's mind, and he felt a novel curiosity.

Wenjian Taoran was a commoner, naturally with no bloodline to speak of. But Li Mochen was not; according to the original host's memories, Wiltenstein was one of the top thirty noble families in America, an aristocratic lineage that had existed since the Roman Empire and spanned over three thousand years.

This was a lineage documented in genealogies and recognized by major noble families of the Old and New Worlds. Before coming to America, they were a branch of the Hohenstaufen family of the Holy Roman Empire—a royal family that had produced three emperors and ruled the Holy Roman Empire for centuries. Even after losing the throne, the Hohenstaufen family continued to rule three counties in the Holy Roman Empire until modern times.

Their ancestors had even achieved the feat of slaying a dragon god and were canonized as saints by the Radiant Church. Although the Hohenstaufen family had been in constant conflict with the Radiant Church during their centuries of rule over Germany, this did not affect the sainthood of their ancestors.

Thus, the Wiltenstein bloodline was not weak but rather quite powerful. Once awakened, it would likely be no less than that of the Medici.

"Is it also the bloodline of a dragon?"

Li Mochen felt his mind split again, one part helpless and disdainful, the other filled with anticipation.

According to the original host's memories, the Wiltenstein family inherited the bloodline of an ancient Titan god and four demigod dragons. However, over the past seven hundred years, only three or five family members had awakened the Titan blood; the rest who were fortunate enough to awaken their bloodline were all dragonblood sorcerers.

This was because the dragon bloodline was the most concentrated and easiest to awaken.

Even among the seven demigods in the family's history, five had been dragonblood sorcerers.

During the Roman period before the Middle Ages and the mythical age, dragons had a considerable population in the Old World. These powerful and lustful mythical beings liked to transform into handsome men and beautiful women to mate with outstanding humans and bear offspring.

Thus, their bloodline spread widely among Westerners.

Then there were the Greek gods; the Titans and the Olympians, two powerful divine races, were also unable to control their loins. Among them, the king of gods, Zeus, had raped countless women and fathered numerous demigod offspring.

However, these two divine races suffered heavy casualties during Ragnarök, and in the subsequent Middle Ages, they were key targets of the Radiant Church. Therefore, the bloodlines of the Greek gods were not prominent among the noble families of various countries.

The original Li Mochen had been dismissive of his inherited bloodline, but Wenjian Taoran had no particular aversion to the surname Wiltenstein or the family's bloodline.

Although Li Mochen inwardly regarded Western dragons as false dragons or a branch of the Yinglong, if he could take on the profession of a dragonblood sorcerer, it would still be a source of power.

Now he wondered what level his awakened dragon blood would ultimately be.

Dragonblood sorcerers had long become commonplace among the nobility. Due to thousands of years of intermarriage among major noble lineages, the bloodlines of adult dragons, legendary, and even demigod-level dragonblood sorcerers had spread widely. As a result, in modern times, even a destitute commoner could potentially awaken their inherited bloodline and become a dragonblood sorcerer.

However, there were differences among dragonblood sorcerers. Eliza awakened as a sixth-level sorcerer, while many others could only reach first-level in their lifetime. This was partly due to talent and partly to the purity of the bloodline.

The purity of the Wiltenstein family's bloodline was still worth anticipating, far beyond that of ordinary families.

Speaking of which, their Shenxiao Sect also had many secret techniques for refining bloodlines. In the Primordial Dome Realm, bloodlines like those of dragons, Vermilion Birds, Golden-Winged Peng, and Wu were very powerful, so cultivators there had invented many methods to awaken divine beast and Wu god blood within the body.

Perhaps he could try them after returning this time?

These thoughts flashed quickly through Li Mochen's mind, and soon he set them aside, refocusing on the Iron Fang Wolf ahead.

Three seconds later, Li Mochen pulled the trigger, then quickly reloaded and reset the Butler sniper rifle.

The modified Butler sniper rifle made Li Mochen slightly uncomfortable, but he still fired the next shot just five seconds later.

"Catch up!"

Brent Goodman, who had taken over the driver's seat from Eliza, immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove the armored off-road vehicle toward the Iron Fang Wolf.

"Are you sure you'll hit?"

Eliza took the gun back from Li Mochen, then lay prone in the shooting position he had vacated, observing the distance.

At that moment, the two bullets Li Mochen had fired were still in midair.