Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner In The Apocalypse Chapter 1 - Soul Records

Within a chamber in the men's dormitory at Beijing University.

"This weather is truly unbearable..." Bai Zemin grumbled softly while gazing out at the scene beyond the window.

Rain poured down like a massive flood overwhelming the earth. The rhythmic patter of droplets against the glass offered a calming effect, yet he found no joy in it.

Over the last year, global weather patterns had turned utterly chaotic from one moment to the next. Deserts faced relentless storms, and polar ice caps melted rapidly under soaring heat. But that wasn't the extent of it.

Even frigid regions such as Antarctica thawed in a single night, only for brutal cold to return the following day, encasing everything in ice once more.

Experts remained baffled by these occurrences. As a result, powerful countries worldwide pressured smaller nations to curb pollution, blaming the chaos on failures in Earth's atmospheric shield.

These days, folks clutched umbrellas regardless of the sun's glare, dreading an abrupt downpour.

"On top of all this, I've got to head to work amid this wretched storm..." Bai Zemin sighed inwardly and spun around to search the wardrobe for something warmer.

Bai Zemin was simply an ordinary 20-year-old college student. His dad held a modest government job without influence, and his mom instructed English classes at a primary school.

Back when he was twelve, his mother had welcomed home a lovely girl three years his junior named Meng Qi. Her parents had died, abandoning her since relatives refused to adopt her.

As the closest companion to Meng Qi's late mother, his own mom chose to raise the child. From that point on, the four shared a home, and presently, Meng Qi studied at an elite high school in the capital, set to join Bai Zemin's university the upcoming year.

While Bai Zemin sifted through his garments, the entire planet appeared to tremble violently, causing objects to shift from their spots. He swiftly clutched the wardrobe to stop it from toppling over and burying him.

Bai Zemin sensed an odd discomfort within, like a heavy blow to his gut that stole his breath. His features paled, and nausea surged, though he fought it back.

Roughly ten seconds later, stability returned.

Items ceased their motion, spared artwork hung steady without risk of crashing, and the torrent of rain resumed its fierce drumming.

The oppressive tightness in Bai Zemin's chest from earlier vanished, replaced by chilly drafts seeping through shattered panes. Still, he paid no mind to the frost, the downpour, or the recent quake.

[The Soul Records has descended upon Planet Earth. Access your status interface at any time. On the initial viewing, it will display as a trial].

"...What could this be...?" He whispered to himself upon noticing the peculiar green text overlaying his vision.

[Bai Zemin -

Level: 0

Race: Human

Job: None

Title: None

Strength: 12 (10) / Agility: 11 (10) / Health: 10 (10) / Stamina: 10 (10) / Mana: 109 (0) / Magic: 109 (10)]

Bai Zemin possessed a lean frame, yet concealed beneath his attire lay well-defined muscles from steady labor and workouts. Given that the figures in brackets represented standard human baselines, his physique proved impressively solid.

"Magic...?" His eyes widened at the sight of that term.

Magic! The staple of fantasy tales and novels! Suddenly, a bizarre panel revealing his abilities had materialized, complete with this magical stat!

"Fascinating... To encounter a human with such strong magical potential right upon my arrival in this inferior realm."

A alluring, teasing voice with a hint of purity echoed from behind, halting his deeper reflections on the bizarre happenings.

Bai Zemin whirled around, frozen in shock.

There stood a stunning woman who could ignite conflicts between empires, absent just moments prior. Her flawless porcelain skin radiated under the dim light, offset by raven locks cascading like a silken river to her lower back. Crimson eyes gleamed akin to exquisite gems. A sleek black dress molded to her alluring form, revealing only her graceful arms and elongated legs capable of tempting the holiest soul.

In all his years, Bai Zemin had never beheld such breathtaking beauty. This vision blended an enchanting allure with a pure demeanor that clashed intriguingly with her figure.

Yet, before he could utter a word, frantic noises and wails from outside propelled him instinctively to the window to investigate.

Beyond, the familiar world had transformed entirely; the vista now differed vastly from mere moments before.

Crowds dashed in panic, shrieking pleas for aid while fleeing from fellow humans. Most horrifying were the throngs devouring others like savage animals.

"Help!"

A lovely young woman fled desperately, glancing back to distance herself from one such freakish being. In a moment's lapse, she stumbled over a rock and tumbled down.

"Look out!" Bai Zemin yelled without thinking.

Alas, the warning came too late.

The monstrous figure, jaws dripping gore, seized the fallen girl and savagely clamped onto her arm, eliciting her agonized scream.

"Save me!" She wailed in torment, struggling to escape. Her face twisted in desperation, but the fleeing masses ignored her, focused solely on their survival. Shortly, she lay still.

Moments after, she rose unsteadily and lurched forward, pursuing nearby sounds.

Witnessing this, Bai Zemin's face drained of color as he recognized these abominations mirrored the zombies from Resident Evil films.

"Ah! What's that!?" Bai Zemin recoiled in horror at a fist-sized bee darting toward a zombie.

The zombie offered no resistance as the insect's massive stinger impaled its skull, pulverizing the brain and ending it instantly.

The bee cracked open the head and feasted on contents within. Soon, its form expanded slightly before halting.

Detecting a presence, the bee abandoned the remains and rocketed toward the men's dorm.

Bai Zemin's expression twisted upon spotting the bee hurtling his way. Its velocity was astonishing, breaching the fractured window in seconds with its crimson-tipped barb aimed at his visage.

Acting on reflex, Bai Zemin's right hand snatched a nearby wooden chair. Without pause, he swung it with full force ahead.

The chair collided solidly with the bee, hurling it into the nearby wall.

Noting the bee twitching on the floor, Bai Zemin hoisted the chair overhead and bashed the insect's form thrice until it went limp.

A luminous white sphere erupted from the oversized bee and merged into him.

[You have absorbed the soul power of a level 5 Big Bee. Agility +2, Strength +2]

[Level 1 achieved. Gain two status points for free allocation].

Notifications blinked across Bai Zemin's sight. He marveled at how the mysterious force invigorated his sinews and skeleton, enhancing his strength swiftly.

"What on earth is this?" Bai Zemin hastened to collect the item beside the bee's remains.

[Blood Manipulation (First Order Skill) Level 5: Control blood circulation within your body or foes' to a degree. Efficacy hinges on your magical prowess, mana reserves, and creative vision]

He held a eerie crimson parchment. It exuded a dark vibe and, despite its pristine surface, carried a subtle metallic tang.

"Now that's an formidable ability!" An astonished voice pulled him from his reverie.

Amid the chaos and his brush with death, Bai Zemin had overlooked the mysterious woman in his space.

He pivoted to regard the enchanting figure warily. Beauty aside, the unfolding madness bred distrust.

"Who are you?" Bai Zemin demanded gravely, clutching the chair as his sole defense for now.

"Hehe~" The woman chuckled lightly, her countenance shifting from guileless to captivating like a temptress. "I'm Lilith, a Sixth Order succubus from the Demon Faction."