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    ---- Chapter 3029 Besides the humans, there were also over a dozen vampires and sirens, their hands and feet bound in shackles. The moment they entered the steel hall, terror flooded their faces as they began struggling frantically. Yet, it was as if some higher power was suppressing these vampires and sirens from above. Aside from their faces turning pale with fear and their bodies trembling violently, they could do nothing else. As for the majority of the human ves, it went without saying.


    There were elders, children, men, and women, and every one of them stared ahead with hollow eyes, long stripped of any spark of life. At this point, they did not even know what fear was. They simply stood there nkly. Low, heavy breathing and sounds of hungry craving echoed from Ragnar on the throne, filling the cavern. "Kaelen, hurry, give them to me! I need fresh, burning blood and flesh right now..." Kaelen remained expressionless as he waved his hand. At once, all the ves were driven forward. Then came piercing screams, desperate howls, and frantic pleas for mercy.


    ---- A mass of ck shadow tore through them in moments, devouring everyst ve. The sound was like an industrial meat grinder, horrifying beyond anything human. Atst, the chaos settled, and several massive bones were thrown from the darkness, rolling to Kaelen''s feet. Ragnarughed and said, "Perfect... What a delicious feast! Kaelen, my child, you''re indeed very devoted." As the lighthearted voice sounded, a smiling man walked out. The purple-red coat on his body had turnedpletely crimson, and the sunken ribs on his chest were gone.


    In their ce were bulging muscles, hard like stone. That hideous, disgusting face had changed as well, and it was now full, fleshed out, and sharply defined. "Kneel." Standing before Kaelen, the transformed Ragnar issued themand calmly. Kaelen''s knees shattered instantly, and he had no choice but to kneel with a muffled groan. Ragnar''s massive hand pressed down on Kaelen''s head. "To be honest, Kaelen, I really wanted to crush your skull right now and devour every ounce of flesh from your body.


    If I did that, I might ---- recover straight to my peak from before my slumber." Ragnar let out a low chuckle. "But I''ll keep my promises because you satisfied me. Good children deserve to be rewarded, and you''re no exception." As Ragnar stroked Kaelen''s head, ck fingernails suddenly sprouted from the tip of his fingers. They gleamed with a metallic sheen. With a sudden thrust, they pierced deep into Kan''s spine. Kan released a howl of absolute agony. His entire face contorted from the extreme pain. Ragnar grinned savagely. "Power requires a price to be paid!


    Kan, this is your second time receiving the Progenitors power. I hope you''ll aplish more this time, though it doesn''t really matter. I''ll reim the werewolf n''s dignity myself! You worthless fools have disgraced us for far too long and far too many times! Now get out!" Dragging his wounded body, Kan said nothing as he left the Dark Sacred Mountain. When he emerged from the cave, his entire body began crackling and writhing, twisting violently. Deep within his muscles, meridians, and even his blood, drastic changes erupted.


    The massive wounds just inflicted, along with the injuries Andrew had left earlier, instantly healed. ---- Kan''s body trembled as he closed his eyes and tilted his head toward the sky. He murmured, "I''ve finally be a Dark Prince. But the soul-rendering pain and the agony of losing my son can never be forgotten. Andrew, I''ll kill you with my own hands!"