Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 139 Bloodline Transformation Ceremony (Part )
Based on the formula of the ancient bloodline potion provided by Asdalen, Egno used precious dragon bone powder to catalyze a batch of required potion plants, and then worked with Harvey to prepare a quantity for about fifty people.

According to Asdalen's recollection, when he lived in the Northern Wizard Kingdom, he had the honor of personally observing a bloodline warrior transformation ceremony, but there were only about thirty people participating in the transformation, and the success rate was less than half.

He speculated that the reason for this was that on the one hand there were certain differences in the physical fitness of the candidates, and on the other hand the younger the target candidate, the higher the chance of success.

Based on the experience and knowledge he shared, Harvey temporarily asked Pierce to change his selection strategy, limiting the age to young soldiers and officers under 25 years old, so as to avoid wasting precious medicinal materials.

"Captain Pierce, why did you exclude me from the shortlist? Am I... am I inferior to Dave and Wayne?" Vaughn pushed open the door of Officer Pierce's office and asked with an extremely aggrieved expression.

Pierce sighed and slowly explained, "Selecting candidates for the bloodline transformation ceremony isn't just based on ability. Vaughn, you're 27 years old this year, and you're right on the line that gets eliminated..."

The orc's face flushed red, his eyes widened, and he trembled in disbelief, "Just because I'm two years older, I'm... no longer qualified? But I'm willing to lay down my life for Lord Harvey. Please, add me to the list!"

He paused, his eyes slightly red as he continued, "When I was discriminated against and oppressed in the territory, it was... it was you who stood up for me and upheld justice... Everything I have today is a gift from you. Please give me... give me the opportunity to obtain the honor of sharing your bloodline! Commander Pierce!"

Pierce shook his head helplessly, unable to bear the servile pleas of his veteran, and could only offer comfort. "Alright, I'll ask for you... but I can't guarantee anything. The transformation ceremony for fifty people will be split into two sessions. If too many people fail the first time, perhaps the Lord will consider letting you fill in the second round..."

Vaughn was ecstatic upon hearing this, and rushed to Pierce's desk, wanting to hold his superior's hands to express his gratitude. Suddenly, he remembered that his superior was a vampire and didn't like physical contact with people, so he reluctantly withdrew his hands.

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Harvey was both amused and moved after hearing Pierce's somewhat helpless retelling. "After participating in the bloodline transformation, they completely lose their spiritual freedom and will be controlled by their owners for the rest of their lives. I thought they would be afraid to participate in the ritual, but I didn't expect..."

Asdalen chuckled and interjected, "I never expected that these veterans who were the first to join the territory militia would actually regard this ceremony as the supreme honor bestowed upon them by you. They almost had a fight in the barracks over the quota."

Pierce was also proud of the loyalty of the soldiers he had personally trained, although Lord Harvey explicitly rejected his request to participate in the transformation ceremony.

"Many officers and soldiers who were born as refugees from the wasteland have secretly asked me whether they can truly obtain the honor of the family name you bestow upon them after this ceremony. These nameless fellows, now that they have a little status and wealth, have begun to yearn for this empty reputation..."

Harvey held his forehead helplessly and glared at Asdalen. It was all this guy's fault for deliberately spreading the news about the transformation ceremony to the army, portraying it as an honorary reward given to loyalists, causing these soldiers and officers to value these empty things more than the bloodline talents.

This is naturally also a means of commanding subordinates and winning over people's hearts. It is a hundred times more aboveboard than those of the nobles and magical politicians.

"The bloodline potion has been prepared, Asdalen. The subsequent preparations for the transformation ceremony will be fully entrusted to you. I plan to carry out the first batch of transformations in three days..."

Pierce and Asdaren bowed at the same time, "Yes, sir!"

In ancient times, when wizards performed the transformation ritual for bloodline warriors, the most important step was actually to complete the blood connection between the owner and the warrior through a ritual with a magical contract effect. Finally, they had them take the transformation potion at the same time, and in the ritual of bloodline resonance, the activation of the bloodline talent was completed instantly.

Harvey carefully asked Asdalen whether he could predict in advance what type of talents these transformed candidates would awaken, but the answer he got did not satisfy him.

The awakening of bloodline talents is completely a random lottery based on luck. It can neither be predicted in advance nor selected in a targeted manner.

Harvey recalled that in the previous revenge operation against the church witch hunters, the forum spellcasters united and the blood knight who was considered the main target of elimination was a former knight of the Inquisition who possessed forbidden magic bloodline abilities.

However, this bloodline ability is extremely rare. Unless one is descended from an ancient knight family with the same bloodline, the probability of an ordinary person awakening this ability is probably smaller than Harvey winning five million in a lottery ticket. The more common bloodline awakenings are mostly common abilities like "Rage," "Great Strength," and "Rapid Healing."

Harvey lowered his head and looked at the list of candidates submitted by Pierce. In the last row beyond the fifty people, an additional candidate was circled in red ink - the half-orc Vaughn, 27 years old.

Pierce couldn't stand this guy's pleading and was forced to open a back door for him.

Harvey also found it a little funny. There was no shortage of potions, so it was fine to add him. It all depended on his luck and fate.

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At noon three days later, a group of tall and straight young soldiers stood in neat rows in the hall on the first floor of the castle, which had been cleared out in advance.

Although the Lord and Chief Advisor who were to preside over the ceremony had not yet arrived, no one was whispering to each other. Everyone tried their best to hold their heads high and chests high, staring wide-eyed at the second-floor staircase entrance leading to the Lord's residence. Their eager gazes were so eager that they almost melted the two alchemy beasts guarding there.

The first to come downstairs to the hall was their commander, Pierce.

With a stern face and a businesslike demeanor, he coldly issued an order, "Everyone, take off your shirts and leather pants and wear only shorts..."

Everyone immediately began to take off their uniforms quickly and neatly, folding them neatly at their sides according to the daily practice in the army, and then sat down cross-legged with their chests bare.

Pierce glanced at the wall clock and added viciously, "During the transformation ceremony later, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to make a fuss, and don't wet your pants on the spot! If you do anything embarrassing, when we return to the camp, hehe..."

"Yes! Sir!" everyone responded in unison.

Vaughn also sat cross-legged in the team, his fists clenched on his knees trembling slightly, but he tried his best to hide his inner excitement.

The lord must have known his loyalty and desire, and actually moved him directly from the second round of conversion candidates to the first round of conversion candidates list.

He was so excited that he could hardly sleep for the past three days, and even became distracted during his daily training. On the one hand, he was looking forward to the transformation ceremony as soon as possible, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but worry that he would not live up to the expectations and the transformation would fail.

The soldiers sat in silence for about a quarter of an hour, and Lord Harvey finally came to the hall from the study on the second floor of the castle with his advisor Asdalen, Mayor Reiner, and Director of the Medical Institute Egno.

"My soldiers, today is the day you undergo the bloodline transformation ritual and awaken your innate abilities..." Harvey stood before everyone and spoke encouragingly. "Today is also the day I complete my bloodline connection with you, becoming true blood relatives..."

As soon as he said this, many soldiers who were originally listening quietly to the lecture began to shake slightly. Some had tears in their eyes, while others gritted their teeth and tried to suppress their excitement.

Harvey paused, expressing satisfaction with his heartfelt speech, and continued, "From now on, you will not only be my soldiers and my arms, but also my support and my blood brothers!"

Upon hearing this, the twenty or so officers and soldiers who were originally sitting cross-legged in the hall immediately knelt on the ground with their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground, and shouted at the top of their lungs the slogans of loyalty to the owner in the ancient bloodline transformation ceremony that Asdalen had secretly instructed them to do.

"From this day forward, we serve Master Harvey as our master! We are of the same blood! We swear allegiance to him until death! We will never betray him!"

(End of this chapter)