Chapter 1411 - 652: Subduing the Assassin Group: Returning to Origins, That’s Truly Authentic_3

Byron’s height grew to two and a half meters, making any tall girl seem like a petite doll in his arms.

Of course, once slightly adapted to the surge of power, it’s easy to transform back again.

In the next moment, the Night Demon’s four canine fangs pierced her pale skin and the faint blue blood vessels underneath like daggers.

"Ugh!"

Amita’s emerald eyes suddenly widened, letting out a soft moan from her nose, the tips of her toes painted with emerald polish tensed instantly.

She then completely collapsed into Byron’s embrace, letting all the blood in her body flow towards his mouth.

"Slurp, slurp..."

The girl felt the blood inside her swiftly draining like being pumped, yet she didn’t move, instead holding Byron’s neck tightly.

"My [Shadow Nether Cave] previously absorbed His Majesty Saint Byron, now it’s his turn to absorb me.

If he keeps sucking like this I should die, but he said I’m good, whatever, as long as I’m with His Majesty Saint Byron I’m not afraid of anything.

And why does it feel a bit comfortable, wait, Your Majesty, slower, slower, I want to..."

Humans being first embraced by the Night Demon often feel so euphoric that it seems heavenly, and even become strongly addicted due to the substance injected from the Night Demon canine teeth.

No words or any experience can describe the wonderful sensation at this moment; they only immerse in it, hoping it could last forever.

The sucking of the [Night Demon] can make prey and blood slaves addicted to being consumed, causing many humans bitten by the Night Demon to offer themselves voluntarily just to indulge in this soul-reaching pleasure.

This is commonly known as the "Ha Blood Clan," turning into a mental Night Demon, clearly the exploited, yet always considering for their master, serving wholeheartedly.

Moreover, the longer and more often they are eaten, the more obsessed they become with this bone-penetrating, almost toxic-like joy, becoming unable to extricate themselves, turning into walking corpses.

Of course, this extra service is limited to female bloodline clan.

The principle is just like in Byron’s previous life where heroes must remove clothes to heal heroines across flora-touching skin, but healing other heroes definitely doesn’t have this eye-piercing uncultured gesture.

The two are essentially the same.

It wasn’t until Amita had six-tenths of her blood drained, her skin turned pale to almost translucent, body ice-cold, heartbeat near cessation, entering a dying state.

Byron then started to inject her body with the thoroughly digested [Panacea] marked deeply with his life imprint.

This essence of life, accumulated by the Sabah Family for 700 years, was meant as resources for their ascension to Demigod, far stronger than an ordinary Fifth Order Pseudo-God.

Yet Byron lavishly injected it all into Amita’s body.

In just a breath the girl’s previously extremely pale complexion returned to rosiness, heartbeat became strong and powerful, her mortal body underwent profound transformation from the inside out.

From the glossy black hair tips to the lustrous skin exposed outside, even the beautiful verdant tips toes began to shimmer, the whole person seemed to transform into a priceless dazzling gemstone.

Finally, the emerald eyes transformed into ruby-like snake vertical pupils, revealing two adorable white fangs between her rosy lips, a pair of wide black bat wings unfolded from behind.

As Byron withdrew his teeth, the four slight bite marks on Amita’s gentle neck also instantly vanished without trace, restoring to its pristine jade-like appearance.

Evidently, the whole person has been reborn, no longer human, even no longer mortal.

If measured by the Night Demon’s nobility standard, at least a Fifth Order [Night Demon Princess]!

The Immortal Stairway is ready: the assassin’s [Thousand Golds One Oath].

Her exclusive divine arts naturally awakened, unsurprisingly, the [Desert Saber] passed down for thirty-five generations, also the most powerful assassination divine skill in the desert environment.

Byron placed her back on the ground, full of smiles:

"Amita, congratulations on becoming the immortal Night Demon Princess. From now on, you can bid farewell to the past and start a new life."

If it were a normal first embrace, it definitely wouldn’t achieve such a dream-like effect of creating a Pseudo-God in an instant.

Once Byron ascends to Demigod, he can try that.

But now he has the Emperor’s Rank, reaching the mortal limit on the Night Demon’s "Usurpation" path, almost touching Demigod within the scope of law coverage.

Coupled with the [Fertility] divine position of [Father of Monsters] and strong foreign materials, transforming a Fifth Order Pseudo-God became possible.

The previous [Disease Girl] Alice was an accident, but now [Night Demon Princess] Amita is his first consciously created perfect masterpiece!

Once Saint Joan grasps the Night Demon Kingdom, he’ll continue to do so.

Harvesting the "blood tax" of those Fifth Order Night Demon Pseudo Gods to feed and nurture reliable trusted ones, achieving rapid deployment of top-tier combat power.

If successful in the Night Demon Kingdom, other forces of Ancient God’s Chosen Races could also be replicated.

No matter the original path, as long as Byron’s [Nether River] digests them, when it spits them out, they’ll be the purest Night Demon Clan.

Although Amita still wishes to enjoy Byron’s warm, reliable embrace a bit longer.

But she has obtained the Night Demon clan’s inheritance information from the first embrace ceremony, knowing she has plenty of time in the future to accompany Byron.