Card Apprentice Daily Log

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Location- Unknown, Blood Rule Source

Just by entering its moon incubation state, Deviant Devil was able to cause an explosion that was able to spread unrest through the battlefield for minutes and a shockwave that was able to destroy the amalgamation dome. Recalling this Wyatt could not help but imagine what kind of terror the Deviant Devil would be in its awakened state.

At the same time, the Hive AI was busy studying the moon incubation state of the devil using Wyatt's soul pupils. It was using the soul records of the Deviant Devil as stencils to mark the influence of its ancestor's blessing on its soul pathway. This was one huge project, Wyatt not only had to recreate the whole blessing but then make a version fitting the card apprentices. Yet Wyatt went through the trouble of copying this trouble because Wyatt could see many possibilities where he could use the Mulias Tribe's blessing's moon incubation state. Just from what the Dragon had explained to Wyatt about this state, Wyatt could think of a few different places where he could use it on himself and his creation.

'Oi, Raukaul, don't you think the celestial blood rule slave is getting faster the closer it gets?' Wyatt informed the Elder Anesthesia Dragon, when his secondary task to the Hive AI to calculate the time it would take the celestial blood rule slave to crush into the battlefield was inconclusive.

'Yes, it is. Don't worry though by the time it arrives the Deviant Devil will have long awakened from his moon incubation state,' the Dragon replied nonchalantly.

'Hey, by the way, why are we not escaping now while the deviant devil is in the incubation period? Especially, when it is almost certain that the Deviant Devil and the celestial blood rule slave will clash,' Wyatt pointed out to the Dragon. He wondered what the heck were they still doing there when it was clear the devil and the celestial would go to battle.

'No, we can leave now. The Deviant devil can choose to exit its incubation period sooner, the it will not be at its peak strength,' the Dragon rejected Wyatt's idea to leave the battlefield now.

'Isn't it a good thing? I thought you wanted the celestial blood rule slave to kill the Deviant devil. It not being at its peak would make it easier for the celestial blood-rule slave to kill,' Wyatt did not understand why the Dragon would care if the Deviant devil was not at its peak when fighting against the celestial blood-rule slave.

'No, the Deviant devil is a battle manic but not stupid. Why would it risk its life by fighting the celestial blood-rule slave capable of killing it when it is not at its peak? It will also choose to escape,' the Dragon explained hurriedly in a stern but weird voice.

Wyatt felt Dragon's argument was valid but wondered why the Dragon suddenly acted weird. It was someone capable of waiting millenniums to see its trap succeed, it suddenly attacking weirdly seemed suspicious to Wyatt. Then a thought crossed his, causing him to exclaim, 'You greedy dragon, you not only want your vengeance but also the core of the celestial blood-rule slave.'

'Watch it, Wyatt. I am your elder, how dare you to call me greedy,' the Dragon warned Wyatt, losing what little respect Wyatt had for it.

'Well, aren't you being greedy? Aren't you?' Wyatt did not back down, he continued to blame the Dragon for being greedy. This asshole, wanted the Deviant Devil and the Celestial blood-rule slave to fight to death, killing each other. This way, not only would it manage to get its revenge but also get its hand on the core of the celestial blood-rule source.

'*Ahem* Wyatt, this is not called being greed it's called being ambitious,' the Elder Anesthesia Dragon cleared its throat and shamelessly colored its greed as ambition.

'Being ambitious, Which dictionary are you using? Mine explains it as countering death,' Wyatt stared at the shameless Dragon and yelled. Then he added, 'Not only are you being greedy but you are risking my life for your greed. I don't like this one bit. You might have grown tired of living since you are a few millenniums old but I am not even a century old, I have people counting on me back home. Just send me out of here!'

As Wyatt spiraled with rage after learning that the Dragon was risking his life for its greed, the Dragon couldn't shake the weight of guilt pressing upon its conscience. It knew that by indulging its own insatiable greed, it was recklessly endangering Wyatt. Yet, the allure of the fragments of a celestial blood rule slave's will, nurtured by the very essence of the blood rule source, proved too intoxicating for it to resist.

Rare opportunities such as this didn't come by often even in the Dragon's long lifespan. The chance to seize these fragments promised an unprecedented leap in its mastery of the blood rule, potentially propelling it closer to the coveted state of transcendence. It had created this opportunity with millenniums of plots and schemes. The only reason it could be so patient was by envisioning this moment when the celestial blood rule slaves' will fragments would be within its grasp and also the vengeance part.

The Dragon's resolve remained unyielding, even in the face of Wyatt's rage. Despite the torment clawing at its conscience, it couldn't bring itself to abandon the carefully laid plans it had nurtured for millenniums of its life. The culmination of its ambitions was at hand, and surrendering now was inconceivable. So, with a heavy heart and eyes fixed on the prize, the Dragon steeled itself to pursue its long-awaited ascension, knowing that the cost might be Wyatt's trust, and perhaps even his life.

Though the Dragon grappled with guilt, the allure of power proved stronger. It steeled itself against hesitation, determined to seize the fragments of celestial blood rule slave's will. Wyatt's presence became a mere footnote in the grand design, overshadowed by the Dragon's relentless pursuit of transcendence.