Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2863 - 2862: Blood Fool

Astonishment, fear, and shock mingled on Gale Queen’s face as she gazed at Dragon Knight Vincent. "You... you..." Her voice trembled, each syllable wrested from her throat. "Why would you do this?"

Beneath the moonlight, Vincent’s countenance twisted into a grotesque visage, his eyes burning with an eerie crimson light, like twin embers. A frigid smile, etched with contempt for life and an insatiable hunger for power, graced his lips. "You err, Gale Queen. The Vincent you knew is long gone. I am a member of the Blood Clan, one of the Seven Great Blood Servants – the Blood Fool."

As Vincent’s declaration echoed, his form underwent a startling metamorphosis. His once-handsome features contorted into a hideous mask, and the crimson liquid coursing through his veins beneath his skin pulsed with a dark, malevolent energy. A fiery aura, tinged with both destruction and nascent rebirth, enveloped his entire being.

"You… are… Blood Clan…" Gale Queen finally grasped the horrifying truth, the words a painful gasp filled with despair and rage. She never fathomed that this Dragon Knight Vincent, a former comrade-in-arms, was a Blood Clan operative deep within the shadows. His deception was masterful; a celebrated 'Human Martial Artist', how could he have become a Blood Servant? The reality was utterly unfathomable.

Vincent offered no further discourse, his focus solely on draining Gale Queen’s vital essence. His hand, still plunged through her chest, acted like a ravenous maw, relentlessly siphoning her life force.

Gale Queen's complexion rapidly leached of color, her body succumbing to a debilitating tremor. "Why… why choose me…" her voice, now a mere whisper, carried the weight of her unwillingness and confusion. The notion of becoming a sacrifice to this vile race was agonizing.

A sneer contorted Vincent’s lips. "Because you are the sovereign of the Wind Domain. Your blood and strength grant me immense augmentation. It prepares me to face Lin Dong next, serving as 'nourishment'."

"I… I am merely nourishment…" Gale Queen managed, spitting out a mouthful of blood. In that moment, the finality of death felt suffocating. To think that she, the illustrious Gale Queen, renowned throughout the Xiong Country Martial Arts World for centuries, would meet her end as mere sustenance for another.

With a sickening thud, Gale Queen’s life flame sputtered and extinguished. Her form collapsed lifelessly onto the ground. Vincent, having absorbed her blood and life energy, was now a vastly transformed figure. Taller, more robust, and exuding an overwhelming, terrifying aura, his fiery eyes pierced through all deception.

He was no longer the Dragon Knight Vincent. He was the Blood Fool, one of the Seven Great Blood Servants, a being whose power dwarfed even that of Blood Chen. Meanwhile, Lin Dong witnessed this grim transformation firsthand, though he was powerless to intervene. He remained locked in a brutal duel with Golden Buddha Kuerzan, utterly occupied.

Moments later, Lin Dong stood resolute, his breathing slightly ragged, but his battle intent blazing brighter than ever. The ferocious clash with Golden Buddha Kuerzan had pushed the formidable opponent to the brink. Lin Dong, through sheer tenacity and exceptional might, had finally subdued the notorious adversary. Golden Buddha Kuerzan lay prone on the blood-soaked earth, his life signs fading rapidly.

As Lin Dong prepared to deliver the final blow, concluding the arduous battle, an icy presence stealthily approached. He looked up, his gaze falling upon the distant figure of Dragon Knight Vincent. No longer in his knightly guise, he had morphed into a monstrous, blood-red entity – the "Blood Fool".

Vincent's eyes, like abyssal droplets of blood, emanated pure hatred and a savage desire for Lin Dong's demise. "Lin Dong, your demise is at hand," Vincent rasped, his voice a low growl that seemed to claw from hell itself, laden with an irresistible force. "You slew Blood Chen, my sworn brother. Today, I, Blood Fool, shall exact vengeance for the Blood Clan!"

Lin Dong understood. The being before him was not the Vincent he once knew, but a formidable Blood Clan member whose threat far surpassed that of the Golden Buddha Kuerzan he had just vanquished. His immediate priority was clear: confronting this transformed Vincent.

Although the intense confrontation with Golden Buddha Kuerzan had drained a significant portion of Lin Dong’s energy, his voice still projected an undeniable authority:

"Vincent, even Blood Chen couldn't withstand my might, and yet you choose to tread this path of utter destruction. If you truly believe you can exact vengeance, then step forward."

Vincent’s lips twisted into a sinister grin upon hearing Lin Dong’s challenge, a smile brimming with disdain for Lin Dong and absolute certainty in his own formidable power.

"Lin Dong, do you suppose defeating a mere Golden Buddha Kuerzan grants you grounds for arrogance? Let me enlighten you, my power surpasses your wildest imaginings. In my blood clan state, no one stands against me. Today, I shall personally claim your life with this very strength!"

The moment Vincent uttered these words, an energy surge, more potent and violent than anything before, emanated from within him, causing the very fabric of the world to quake.

He lunged forward like a feral beast unleashed, his advance fueled by overwhelming killing intent as he hurtled towards Lin Dong.

Witnessing this, Lin Dong inhaled sharply, rapidly regaining his composure and focusing his entire being on the imminent and new conflict.

Across the divide, Vincent had undergone a complete metamorphosis. Clad in a sanguine aura, his eyes blazed a fiery red, resembling a Blood Emperor descended from the netherworld.

An unholy miasma of blood qi enveloped him; even the colossal flood dragon beneath him appeared tainted by this dark power, its form now a ghastly, terrifying blood-red.

"Blood Emperor Fist!"

Vincent bellowed, his voice ragged and imbued with sheer madness.

He channeled all his blood qi into his right fist, a fist that seemed capable of rending the very void, imbued with an unstoppable force as it slammed ferociously towards Lin Dong.

The air grew thick with the cloying scent of blood, and even the heavens and earth seemed to shift in color.

Confronting this soul-stirring strike, Lin Dong’s demeanor remained grave yet utterly undaunted. He took a measured breath, a draconic roar echoing within him as six phantom dragon silhouettes coiled and swirled behind him, marking the profound mastery of his Six Harmonies Dragon Fist.

"Six Harmonies Dragon Fist!"

His clear, resonant cry unleashed a torrent of explosive power. The six dragon shadows appeared to awaken, drawing upon the very essence of Heaven and Earth, merging with his own fist as it met Vincent’s Blood Emperor Fist head-on.

"Boom!" The collision of their powers in mid-air detonated with a thunderous roar, an impact so immense it seemed to shake the foundations of existence itself.