Unholy Player Chapter 501 New Changes

The acquisition of a new stat was something Adyr had not anticipated. Based on Zephan’s earlier explanations, the Blood Path appeared to be a fabricated concept—a messy fusion of Nether and Ignis.

Zephan’s accounts of the Lunari ancestors never included the emergence of a unique stat. According to him, those who transitioned to the Blood Path merely possessed [Will] and [Resilience].

This revelation clarified the situation for Adyr. Those ancestors were essentially defective experiments. Unable to fully integrate the new path, they eventually succumbed to their own instability, losing their minds before falling into a perpetual slumber.

Adyr, however, stood apart from them; he had truly achieved success.

He had secured the Blood Path, though it felt less like a replacement and more like an integration into his Primora Path. It was as if the system had meticulously stitched the new essence directly into his existing foundation.

Currently, his Path appeared to encompass all five paths simultaneously, yet it remained distinct from any single one of them.

It functioned as an autonomous branch, drawing influence from every direction without pledging loyalty to a specific banner.

This is becoming increasingly fascinating, Adyr mused, grasping that the Primora Path held far more depth than he had initially presumed.

Ceasing his speculation on the nature of Paths, he turned his focus to how this fifth stat had altered his physical form. He ignored the obvious surge in power to concentrate on more subtle internal shifts.

The evolution was palpable. His frame felt sturdier and more resilient, yet the sensation differed from a simple boost in [Resilience].

Usually, Resilience felt like the hardening of an outer shell or the locking of a reinforced skeleton.

This sensation was fresh. His body seemed to vibrate with an intensified life force. Every cell was saturated with volatile energy, acting like a permanent enhancement that kept him in a state of constant, humming readiness even while stationary.

Beyond the improvements to his durability and physical power, there was an additional quality that reminded him of the Charisma or Charm stats found in games—attributes players sought for social dominance rather than combat utility.

The vital energy within him wasn't merely raw power; it possessed a magnetic, seductive pull. His skin appeared more vibrant, and his overall features had become sharper and cleaner, possessing an attractiveness that was nearly impossible to overlook.

His scent had also transformed, becoming more potent. A sugary aroma radiated from him like a powerful aphrodisiac. It seemed designed to cloud the judgment of anyone nearby, instilling a subconscious desire to draw closer or possess him. Merely being in his presence offered a simultaneous promise of solace and ecstasy.

If he combined this with his Grace and Presence bloodline talents, the outcome would be undeniable. He could manifest an aura so overwhelming that mortals would kneel in worship, driven by primal instinct rather than logic.

The sole drawback was the increased demand on his resources. He now had five separate stats requiring investment, making every future choice far more weighty.

The 1,000 points gained from the evolution had been automatically allocated to this new stat. Had they been placed elsewhere, he would have seen a more immediate, measurable increase in his combat effectiveness.

Nevertheless, he didn't view it as a setback. Every stat served a function. By unlocking more talents and accumulating free stat points, he could eventually match the specialization of those following a single path. That flexibility was a unique strength, even if it meant he had to put in five times the effort to develop his talents compared to others.

With those thoughts settled, he looked toward the remains of the blood cocoon. Only red dust lingered on the floor, a powdery residue marking where the massive structure once stood. He knelt and gathered a handful, feeling the weight and texture of the grains as they trickled through his fingers.

“It seems the treasure has been completely consumed this time.”

Previously, he could use his Genesis energy to mend destroyed treasures. That was no longer an option. The fundamental structure that held the item together had been obliterated, erased beyond any hope of restoration.

Even so, he believed these remnants held value. At the very least, they provided material for study. He decided to collect the dust for the researchers, hoping it might serve as a base for future crafting trials.

Following this, he retrieved his uniform and began to dress.

As he pulled on his clothes, he noted further physical changes. He had grown several centimeters, now standing roughly 1.85 meters tall. His physique was more streamlined, yet the musculature felt significantly more dense and efficient.

The uniform offered no resistance. Crafted from an organic, almost sentient fabric, it adjusted the moment it touched his skin. It molded itself to his new proportions, cinching at the waist and broadening at the shoulders for a perfect, custom fit.

Adyr inspected the fit, wondering briefly who was evolving faster—himself or the research team.

Their breakthroughs and technological upgrades seemed to arrive daily, keeping pace with a rate of growth that should have normally spanned years.

However, considering their mutated genetics, it made sense. Their intellect far exceeded that of the scientists from his original Earth; their minds functioned more like high-speed processors than human brains due to their genetic shifts.

Before departing, he took a moment to inspect his new Sanctuary, the Sanguine Land.

His ethereal form hovered over the domain, and the first transformation he noticed was the sky.

It had become a genuine firmament. Though strange, it was undeniably real.

It mimicked a natural sky but was saturated with a deep crimson hue. This color permeated the environment, casting a somber and haunting light over the landscape.

Even the clouds had shifted, drifting lazily across the horizon with their white forms stained by the pervasive red tint.

Another addition was the atmosphere’s scent.

The land now emitted a specific fragrance—calming yet intoxicating—that reached every corner. Looking down at the inhabitants, particularly the Suicide Bees, Adyr could see the impact.

The entire ecosystem seemed more serene. Movement was more fluid and less aggressive. Even the natural irritability of the creatures had been dampened, soothed by the pervasive aroma.

Finally, he noted the expansion. Both Lands had grown significantly.

Combined, their total area was now comparable to the size of the new Human city built in the Beyond. It was no longer just a small territory; it was a vast expanse capable of supporting an entire metropolis.