Whenever he wielded the giant sword in his hand, golden flames would sweep across the entire battlefield, and enemies would turn to ash instantly in the face of such pure energy.
"This is the first generation of Crown Knight from the founding period, Farouk I."
Eve’s voice carried a clear awe:
"His bloodline purity was already close to the Moon Ring level, capable of single-handedly resisting the joint attacks of several Official Wizards. During his peak, there were even rumors that he could briefly stand on par with a Dark Sun Level Wizard."
The battle scenes on the screen were extraordinarily impactful, and such a display of pure power moved everyone present.
But soon, the screen shifted to a more intimate scene:
The same golden-armored Knight lay on a bed, but at this moment, he appeared exceptionally weak.
Golden blood flowed from his mouth, and his skin showed an unnatural pale color.
"The instability of the Sun Flame Dragon bloodline manifests as extreme short lifespan for the bloodline holders."
Franka explained:
"The more powerful the bloodline awakened, the faster life burns away. Farouk I began to show symptoms of bloodline failure at the age of forty-five, and he died before reaching fifty due to bloodline collapse."
"His successors were in even worse condition."
Eve added:
"The second, third generations, each subsequent bloodline purity decreased while the rate of decay accelerated. By the fifth generation, the average lifespan of the awakened had dropped to around thirty years."
The projection displayed a family lineage chart, clearly marking the lifespan and bloodline purity of each generation successor.
That continuous declining trend was like a rapidly plunging curve.
"This fatal flaw led to the Faruk family eventually not being chosen as the Baojuns Seed family."
Franka’s tone was filled with regret:
"The Wizard Clan needs stable and sustainable bloodline inheritance, rather than a spectacular but fleeting fireworks."
"But the choice of the Faruk family also had its wisdom."
Eve suddenly shifted the topic:
"Marrying mortals to dilute the bloodline for the continuation of the family."
"Besides Baojuns Seed families and unique cases like Faruk, are there any other ways to break through bloodline limitations?" Ron asked.
Upon hearing this question, Eve’s expression suddenly became serious, even tinged with a trace of fear:
"Yes, but that is a path leading to madness."
She took a deep breath, as if mentioning some indescribable existence:
"’Dragon-headed Demon’ Chai Ye, have you heard of this name?"
Ron shook his head, but he could feel the weight behind this name from Eve’s tone.
The girl’s voice became exceptionally deep, as she adjusted the projection device, preparing to showcase even more stunning footage:
"If the Master wants to understand the ultimate potential of breaking through bloodline limitations, then Chai Ye is the best example—both as hope and as a warning."
The projection image slowly appeared, but this time the image quality was obviously poorer than the previous historical clips, filled with distortion and blurriness, as though even the recording equipment was afraid of the content being recorded.
In the center of the image, a humanoid figure stood quietly.
It’s called humanoid, but his very existence was distorting the surrounding reality.
His appearance constantly changed, sometimes resembling a human, sometimes showing traits of a dragon, and often being a disharmonious blend of both.
"Chai Ye was born at the end of the Third Era, representing the ultimate in all physical cultivation systems."
Eve’s voice carried obvious awe and fear:
"His madness lies in his dissatisfaction with any single power system. Human bloodline Knights, Magic Swordsmen, Weapon Masters and Monarchs of the Beast Race, even certain Otherworld creature’s special abilities, he desired them all to be fused within himself."
The screen began playing Chai Ye’s "evolution" process:
Initially, he still appeared fairly normal, just a young Knight with a powerful bloodline.
But as time progressed, his body began showing all sorts of abnormal changes:
Dragon scales grew on his arms, incomplete wings sprouted on his back, his eyes became beast-like vertical pupils, and sometimes he would even grow a third arm or additional head.
"This fusion process was accompanied by unimaginable pain."
Franka’s voice trembled:
"Conflicts between different bloodlines would ignite a ceaseless internal war within him. His body was like a bloody battlefield, where various powers fought continuously."
The screen showed Chai Ye’s agonizing expression during one transformation process:
His face contorted with extreme pain, and his mouth emitted not human sounds, but mixes of roars from various creatures.
Blood flowed from his seven orifices, but those blood colors kept changing.
Sometimes red, sometimes golden, and sometimes even eerie purplish-black.
"But he persisted, enduring the devastation of bloodline conflict through sheer willpower."
Eve continued:
"When he realized conventional methods couldn’t completely solve the bloodline fusion problem, he made a reckless decision—to actively explore the deepest layers of the Abyss."
At this point, the Black-haired Princess seemed to recall something, reminding:
"If most of the footage earlier came from Grandpa’s true records, with some processing interwoven, the upcoming projection visuals are almost purely fictitious.
After all, when it comes to the historical remnants involving Supreme Apostle, even Dark Sun Level Wizards dare not easily approach."
As her words fell, the projection displayed a vague and variable abstract image.