Chapter 189: Blood Binding (Debt Repayment Begins, Three Updates Daily)
"I... I don't understand what you're talking about!"
As Leon uttered the true name "Saedus," a trace of panic immediately appeared in the Flame Sprite's voice. That panic quickly turned into boundless terror and despair: "No... no, damn it, what are you trying to do? Stop!"
Unfortunately, once the Blood Binding begins, there's no turning back...
Leon lightly slashed his left wrist, and a drop of blood fell onto the corridor floor with a soft 'drip.' Then, long strings of Nesser script poured from Leon's mouth—deep and hoarse, sounding like ancient ritual chants.
"No... impossible, how could you possibly know my true name!" The Flame Sprite's voice had lost all its former arrogance. At this moment, it abandoned its battle with the frost elementals, barely maintaining a few protective spells, letting the various frost spells engulf it...
For the Flame Sprite, these frost elementals were no longer its greatest adversaries.
Even if it let itself be overwhelmed, it would only return to the seal within the alchemical array—whether a thousand years or ten thousand, it made little difference to the nearly immortal Flame Sprite. But if the Blood Binding succeeded, it would never escape again...
Almost as soon as the Blood Binding incantation began, the Flame Sprite started to struggle frantically...
With a thunderous boom, Darren's figure vanished, transforming into a mass of blazing flames. Scorching magical energy burst forth, instantly evaporating several frost elementals into clouds of white mist. Then came a furious roar—the burning flames exploded, turning the entire corridor into a sea of fire. One after another, the frost elementals dissolved into mist, and it seemed as if molten lava was flowing through the corridor. Everywhere, flames raged, and an oppressive heat filled the world.
Faced with the threat of Blood Binding, the Flame Sprite unleashed nearly all its power. The entire corridor brimmed with seething fire magic, and for a moment, it felt as though even the air itself might ignite.
Unfortunately, at that moment, the Blood Binding ritual was already halfway complete...
The drop of blood on the floor transformed into wisps of crimson mist, weaving intricate magical patterns in the air. As Leon chanted long passages in the Nesserian Script, those complex runes turned into chains of blood, one after another, winding around Saedus...
"How did I know your true name? Simple—I guessed..."
Saedus, now fully transformed into the Flame Sprite, was so stunned the fire around him dimmed, and he nearly dropped out of the air...
Guessed. Guessed. Guessed...
Fortunately, Saedus had already taken on the Flame Sprite form; otherwise, he might have spat blood from sheer frustration. Darren spent decades, the Triumvirate took centuries, and Rudolph searched for over a thousand years—none of them found his true name. Now someone had guessed it!
Is there no justice left in this world?
"Impossible, impossible!" Saedus couldn't accept such a cruel reality. Surrounded by frost elementals and chains of blood, he struggled and roared in a frenzy. Yet no matter how he fought or howled, it was futile. Now, Saedus was like a creature trapped in quicksand—the more he thrashed and screamed, the faster and deeper he sank...
"I really did just guess." Leon smiled, saying no more, simply tightening the blood-red chains around Saedus.