Mythical Blood

A ethereal and desolate voice emanated from within the temple, devoid of emotion, like time itself.

"Come in!"

Yesael stepped into the great hall with trepidation. He felt his body trembling, both from fear of the powerful mythical being and the pressure from the source of his own power.

He looked at the brown-haired, green-eyed girl in terror, only to find that she paid him no attention. Her green eyes remained fixed on the sky outside the temple, like a mighty mantis shrimp in the ocean disregarding the trilobites beneath its feet.

He gazed at the divine being on the altar with reverence, lowering his head after a single glance.

The light was too dazzling to behold directly.

"Redlichia."

"Is this also your son?"

Redlichia knelt before the altar. Even Yin Shen could sense his pride and joy.

"Yes, God."

"He has inherited my bloodline and mythical power, possessing the glory to see God and receive divine revelation."

"Great Yinsai! Redlichia has finally found my successor!"

"He will surely inherit my power and lead the God-Given City to a greater and more distant future."

"He will also inherit my will, serving and guarding the divine."

Yesael had witnessed the loftiness of his father, the King of Wisdom. He had seen all the Trilobite Men eagerly and reverently surrounding his father, each proclaiming the King of Wisdom's greatness.

Now, he also saw the humility of his wise king.

At the feet of God.

Yin Shen looked at Yesael, sensing that this young Trilobite Man was different.

Unlike Redlichia and Shelly, who were mythical beings directly born from him, Yesael was a life that had developed mythical power after birth.

"What is your name?"

God asked him.

Yesael remained silent for a long time until he realized that God was asking him.

He answered in a fluster, his mind so blank that he didn't even know what he was saying.

"Yesael!"

"Great God, great Yinsai."

"My name is Yesael, son of Redlichia, the King of Wisdom."

Yin Shen beckoned him to approach and placed a finger on his forehead.

He could touch him, indicating that he had gained another anchor point in this world.

"Interesting. So mythical power can be inherited."

"But!"

"Why is that?"

The moment Yin Shen touched him, every scene of Yesael's birth, growth, and transformation into human form flooded into his consciousness. He instantly knew everything about Yesael.

At the beginning of his life, he was just an egg.

But this egg was clearly different from other Trilobite Men. It contained an inherited power, possessing the mythical might that made Redlichia transcend the mundane.

Yin Shen watched as it gradually awaited the birth of life in the warm seawater until it hatched from the underwater city.

From that moment on, he possessed a power completely different from ordinary life. Yin Shen observed Yesael slowly growing up, finally emerging from the underwater city along the massive well, arriving under the sun to receive the infusion of wisdom and knowledge.

Yesael didn't have Redlichia's power as the ancestral king to control all Trilobite Men, nor could he pass on his knowledge as heritage. However, he possessed Redlichia's ability to read minds, able to see what other Trilobite Men were thinking.

He had only inherited the weakest part of Redlichia's power.

But even so, it was still the power of a mythical being.

Yin Shen discovered an anomaly in Yesael's birth, further proving something he had always speculated but couldn't confirm.

Although mythical power originated from him, it wasn't entirely like his own form that transcended the universe and matter, existing in the interstices of time and space, elusive and intangible.

Instead, it was a substance that actually existed and could be observed.

"Mythical substance?"

"So this is the secret of anchor points, and it's hidden within the body."

"Mythical power also stems from this. It can be replicated and inherited."

A smile bloomed on Yin Shen's face, a rare sight since he had arrived in this primeval era billions of years ago.

He finally understood the difference between Redlichia and Shelly as mythical beings, why they could see him while other Trilobite Men couldn't.

Those cells irradiated and mutated by him were the source of their power and the reason for the birth of anchor points.

Such scarce mythical substance, completely negligible when incorporated into the entire body, was why Yin Shen had previously struggled to find the source of mythical power in Redlichia and Shelly.

Searching without a target was like finding a needle in the ocean.

But after seeing the key from Yesael, it was entirely different.

Knowing how mythical power was born and that this power was hidden within the bloodline, he naturally had a way to extract and manufacture it.

Yin Shen withdrew his finger, lost in thought.

Yesael also awakened from his blankness.

"Huff, huff~"

He kept panting. When the divine being had placed a finger on his forehead, he had seemed to directly gaze upon the concept of time itself.

He saw exploding and destructing stars, saw years reversing and flowing backward, and saw the horror of being imprisoned by years and time.

It was an ineffable deadness and despair, a bone-chilling terror he dared not recall.

Yin Shen glanced at Yesael: "His power is too weak. He can't stay in the temple for long."

After letting Yesael meet the divine being, Redlichia had him wait outside the temple.

Yesael also felt relieved.

His mythical power wasn't as strong as his father's. Even the mythical monster Fusion Monster beside him had already made him feel so pressured that he couldn't breathe.

Only Yin Shen and Redlichia remained inside the temple.

Yin Shen looked at Redlichia and asked: "Why are you in such a hurry to find a successor for yourself?"

Redlichia raised his hand. His once lustrous exoskeleton began to turn rough.

Like rock.

For Trilobite Men, this was a sign of aging.

Although he was still strong, he wasn't immortal after all. He could feel himself slowly slipping from the peak of life, reaching a turning point.

"God!"

"I will grow old and eventually vanish!"

"There are things I can accomplish, but there are also things I can no longer do and can only leave to the next generation."

Yin Shen suddenly understood. He felt that in the blink of an eye, the Trilobite Men had already grown for several generations. Life was so fragile in the face of time.

"I plan to have Yesael inherit the position of King of Wisdom in the future, letting him replace me to do what I can't."

Yin Shen looked at Redlichia without speaking for a long time.

Finally, he spoke.

"Do as you see fit!"