Chapter 036: Bloodline Suppression

After becoming one of the seventy-two pillars of Hell, Baal transformed from a deity into a demon god, and the sun's divine essence was no longer of use to him.

However, Baal likely did not abandon the sun's divine essence; instead, he preserved it.

Unexpectedly, he would give it to Wang Bo.

This astonished Wang Bo, but despite his surprise, Wang Bo unhesitatingly refused Baal.

Because he knew better than anyone that the sun god's divine essence, combined with superhuman abilities, would allow Wang Bo to undergo earth-shaking changes in a short time.

He could even rise to the top in one step, becoming a true superhuman capable of kicking the Earth around like a football.

But the problem was that precisely because he knew the value of the sun god's divine essence, Wang Bo refused Baal.

He already owed Baal a favor and was unwilling to owe him another. If he accepted the sun god's divine essence, Wang Bo would be even less able to repay this favor.

To clear this debt, he might have to give up something even more precious in the future.

So Wang Bo ultimately refused.

He had no desire to become a laborer working for Baal.

Of course, Wang Bo could have chosen another approach: since he couldn't repay the favor, he could simply kill Baal and not have to repay it at all.

This is the so-called 'a favor becomes a grudge.'

But the problem was that Wang Bo was not that kind of person.

Thus, he could only refuse Baal.

Fortunately, Baal didn't mind. Since Wang Bo refused, he didn't force the sun god's divine essence on him; instead, he guided Wang Bo on how to tap into another power within him.

Besides being a superhuman, Wang Bo was also a half-demon with Spartan bloodline.

And this fact was actually noticed by Lady Gremory, Mephisto, and Baal alike.

But Baal was the only one who guided Wang Bo in unlocking the power of his demonic bloodline.

"Although I'm not sure whose bloodline you inherited, there's no doubt that the demonic bloodline within you is extremely noble—in a sense, no less than a demon god, perhaps even surpassing it."

"Even I cannot help but marvel at the power of this demon."

"That's also why I was willing to respond to your summoning."

"However, your use of demonic power is too simplistic, even crude. You haven't grasped the true power of demons, which makes you easily suppressed by high-ranking demons in battle."

"This is not good."

Hearing this, Wang Bo suddenly thought of Mephisto.

When he first encountered Mephisto, he was completely intimidated. Sensing the power Mephisto displayed, he didn't even have the slightest intention to fight and instinctively chose to retreat.

Was that suppression?

Wang Bo voiced his doubts.

Baal stretched lazily, yawned, and said languidly, "It's not surprising. First, you know Mephisto and are aware of his power. Second, he can display his strength before you."

"Of course, the most important thing is that demons are a race with a strict hierarchy. High-ranking demons can easily suppress low-ranking ones. You know nothing about demonic power and cannot control the bloodline power within you, so you cannot resist this bloodline suppression."

"Mephisto is definitely an old hand. He noticed this the first time he saw you, so he unconsciously influenced you, planting in your mind the idea that he is invincible."

"Thus, you fled. Even now, you are unwilling to face Mephisto."

Wang Bo admitted that Baal was right.

He was indeed afraid, cowardly, and unwilling to face Mephisto.

Without Baal's help, he wouldn't even want to return to Chang'an.

Qin Liangyu had once told him that Mephisto might not be as powerful as he imagined; he might be outwardly strong but inwardly weak.

But he hadn't chosen to believe that.

Perhaps he had already been frightened by Mephisto deep down.

Along this journey, although he considered himself merely an ordinary person with great power, not a battle-hardened warrior.

In reality, Wang Bo had already experienced too much.

He had defeated the White Witch, overcome Thor, possessed the Twelve Labors for resurrection, and had potions like Lie 800 that involved causality.

Yet even so, Wang Bo had been scared into fleeing, had chickened out.

Besides knowing Mephisto's power, it was probably because he had been secretly manipulated by Mephisto.

"What should I do now?" Wang Bo asked.

Baal said, "Of course, unlock your bloodline, let you master it, break Mephisto's invisible suppression over you, overcome your fear and dread of Mephisto, and find yourself again."

Wang Bo naturally did not refuse.

So in the following days, under Baal's guidance, Wang Bo continuously tapped into the potential of his Spartan bloodline, mastering this demonic power.

In the world of Devil May Cry, Sparda once single-handedly fought against the entire demon realm, defeated the demon emperor Mundus and countless demon armies, and thwarted the demon realm's plot to invade the human world.

From this, one can see Sparda's power.

And his bloodline power, even Baal admitted, was no less than that of a demon god, perhaps even surpassing it.

As an old demon god, Baal had an extremely deep understanding of demons; even the essence of demonic power from other worlds could not escape his eyes.

So with his help, Wang Bo visibly unlocked the potential of his demonic bloodline.

The magic power within him was affected and began to transform.

This transformation was not quantitative but qualitative.

Like stone turning into gold, water turning into mercury, both density and quality leaped forward, incomparable to before.

And this improvement greatly enhanced Wang Bo's strength.

He could achieve better results with less magic power.

To put it simply, previously, using enhancement magic, Wang Bo could double his body's hardness with a certain amount of magic power; now, with the same amount of magic power, he could triple or even quintuple his body's hardness.

Besides magic power, as his demonic bloodline was unlocked, Wang Bo's body became even more formidable.

Not only did muscle density increase and bones become harder, but more importantly, his regenerative ability improved significantly. His heart was no longer a weak point.

Even if his heart was pierced, Wang Bo might not die.

Even if his head was cut off, as long as it was reattached quickly, Wang Bo could heal.

This power was already beyond human, increasingly resembling a demon. If this continued, blood rebirth or cellular regeneration would no longer be a dream but a basic operation.