Chapter 328

[Planetary Clone: Codename- OldMan Samuel

Spiritual Root: 3 Inch Spiritual Root (Rank 4 Potential)

Bloodline: Human

Rank: N/A

Talent: BloodLust (Blessed by thousands of years of being a mercenary, OldMan Samuel has an eager love for fighting and will show exceptional talent when it comes to fighting)]

''Not bad! But what does it mean by Rank 4 Potential?''

[Host, because OldMan Samuel was created with a body that attempted to break into Rank 4, it was blessed with the chance to break through the limits. However it is only a chance and it is still unlikely.]

''I see!''

Samuel nodded.

Suddenly he felt a stream of energy appearing within his body, his expanded cells now inhabiting another clone. This time the walls within dripped with blood condensed out of spiritual energy.

''What an interesting talent! Doesn't this mean my combat experience will increase exponentially?''

Samuel was surprised and happy. His own soul controls these clones, so he will receive the knowledge and experience that they receive.

That means any fighting experience, any academic knowledge or leadership knowledge, he gets it!

So OldMan Samuel will be able to help his Combat Experience increase rapidly if he becomes a mercenary!

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While Samuel was enjoying himself looting the newly occupied Plane. An interesting, or evil, scene was happening within BlueStar.

A young figure was sitting on a large sofa, long hair draped down his back as two vicious fangs stuck out of his mouth. His pale skin glistened under the light.

In front of him two young boys with similar features to their father stood with their heads down and their bodies trembling.

''Bah pathetic! You two are still Middle Rank 1?''

Callum spat out staring at his two children. He often receives news of talented children in the main compound but why where his so disappointing?

''I'm sorry father.''

The two children bowed in fear. As if worried they would be hit.

A Second later Callum burst out with a strong High Rank 2 Aura. Staring bloodthirsty at the children.

''Bring me some food!''

He shouted.

A second later the door to the room was pushed open. A bulky Dog of War walked in holding a sleeping woman in his arms, no more than 16 years old.

Callum grasped the woman and sunk his fangs deep into her throat.

His piercing eyes looked up, blood seeped down his chin as he smirked slightly.

''At least I still have another chance.''

His eyes seemed to be able to look into the next room over.

Within this room, dozens of women were sitting with chains tied to their legs. Even more sat on a large bed or were spread in various positions within the room.

These were Callums possessions in his eyes. His source for talented children. To gather this many women he offended a lot of people in the city.

However unbeknownst to them, just below that room a beautiful figure sat in a large basement room clutching her stomach. The walls of the basement were constructed with expensive Spiritual Materials blocking out warriors' souls.

''Don't worry, I will feed you soon.''

The beautiful woman smirked. The door to the basement was pushed open as a warrior carried in a mature figure. But most noticeable was the bulging stomach of the figure.

''Ah see here is your food!''

The beautiful woman flashed a smile on her pale face. Her body standing up and walking towards the mature figure.

A slender finger stuck out, a sharp nail printing itself against the stomach of the woman. It spiralled around, slowly carving a strange shape.

The woman's eyes glowed red, a faint aura of a Middle Rank 2 Warrior blasted out as spiritual energy poured in through the pattern.

''ArghhH!!!!''

A horrific scream came from the pregnant woman. Her eyes snapped open in complete terror and despair.

Before the pain got too much and her mind broke. There was no longer any life behind her eyes.

But the beautiful woman didn't give it a second glance. Her finger slowly retreated from touching the stomach of the woman. A stream of red energy followed along.

Her slender finger pressed against her belly as the red stream passed into her womb.

Inside her body, a slightly developed Foetus was starting to form the shape of a baby. The sudden aura spread throughout the interior of the womb, slowly merging into the forming baby.

It was obvious that the quality of the baby was gradually increasing!

''What a terrific technique!''

The woman perceived such a change and smiled happily.

This was a technique her husband purchased for an incredible price from Alchemy City. Although it is neither a warrior skill nor an array, it is a mixture of both.

Its quality isn't the highest but its effect is incredible. It allows you to absorb other people's foetuses and implant them into your baby. Not only increasing the foundation but if the other foetus has a spiritual root it can increase the talent!

Unfortunately the technique is quite low quality. They lose a lot of the energy in the process so they require a lot of prey.

Originally Callum caught a lot of pregnant wives from warriors, for the higher chance that the baby will have a spiritual root.

But eventually the demand exceeded the supply. So he turned to just capturing as many pregnant women as possible.

Since then, this small Third-Tier city had a group of warriors capturing pregnant women left right and centre.

But its effects were beginning to show. The foetus is less than a month old but has already formed to the level of a three or four month old!

Callum heard the report and laughed.

''Excellent! Increase the supply immediately.''

He ordered. His many warriors came into play.

Especially in this small city, where the strongest Government official was only a High Rank 2 Warrior, no one could touch him.

This allowed him to run rampant.

And with a population of over twenty million, there were plenty of prey for him to mess around with.

In fact, Callum has gained quite a reputation. Instead of creating an Organisation, he constructed a large mansion within the city with a courtyard around it.