The stronger the desire and aspiration, the more powerful the effect.

Demigod Bloodline

Divine blood is inscribed in the bone marrow, enters the bloodline, and gradually transforms the body.

Gradually progressing towards a godlike existence, increasingly diverging from humanity.

"What on earth did you do to my Bell-kun?!"

After leaving Lemarchan's magic box, Hestia grabbed Qiu Hai by the collar in a fit of grief and anger, shaking him violently and demanding answers.

Appearance—putting aside the age issue of transforming from an adorable little boy into this handsome young man resembling a Greek sculpture, what kind of skill is this? What does it mean to gradually stray from humanity?

"It means exactly what it says," Qiu Hai said with a half-smile.

"Your blood is turning her into your true offspring, a 'demigod' belonging to the holy fire goddess Hestia."

There's no doubt that Akihito added something extra to Bell Craney's image.

To put it bluntly—he transferred an incomplete divine bloodline into Bell's body.

However, he didn't suffer any losses, because all the materials were provided by Hestia herself. The most obvious change in his appearance, his black hair, is the result of the gradual transformation caused by Hestia's blood.

Bell Crane became a demigod offspring of the virgin goddess Hestia, a concept never before seen in Greek mythology.

Lemarchon's Magic Box was very effective in Bell's trials. Without Qiu Hai's deliberate interference, the countless battles and deaths in the labyrinth were like an infinitely accumulating roguelike game, gradually bringing him power!

The enhancements and equipment he selected were recycled, but his experience with the Familia system was not.

The attributes accumulated during battle will remain in the next battle, and the accumulated 'achievements' are actually more than enough for him to 'level up'.

But he can't actually level up now.

The system of clans brought about by the grace of the gods is actually a weakened version of the descendants of the gods. Even the clans that are theoretically closest to the gods at LV9 cannot compare with the life forms of true demigods.

The most direct evidence is that the descendants of a clan do not directly inherit the power of divine blood from their parents. While there may be some optimization, a pantheon like that of Greek mythology will not be born.

This compromise and weakening may have been a result of Uranus, but in general, even if these kin rose to the highest level, they were not worthy of being compared with a true Greek demigod like Hercules.

However, the enhancement of Bell's demigod bloodline bestowed by Qiu Hai directly led to a fundamental change in Bell's life form.

Demigods are not gods, but they are still far superior to mortals. Their lifespans are incredibly long, even infinite, and a few demigods can even ascend to become true gods through their own abilities!

Even if the possibility is extremely slim, it still objectively exists. The path to heaven is right here; the difference between having it and not having it is fundamental.

Interestingly, Bell Crane's body contains more than just Hestia's divine blood.

Qiu Hai also discovered some divine blood left behind by a deity with obvious connections to thunder and the sky within his body.

Without considering inheritance from his parents, the only help he might receive is a small amount left by his 'grandfather' who raised him. After all, the fire and lightning magic he awakened in the original story seems to be a fusion of two divine powers...

"You should thank me, Goddess Hestia," Qiu Hai said with a light laugh.

"If this is the child you like, he will be able to stay with you for a very, very long time. And you don't need to worry about his safety; at least after becoming a demigod, there won't be many things in this world that can threaten him..."

Hestia stared at Qiu Hai, her mouth agape in shock. She slowly took two steps back, remained silent for a moment, then raised her head with extreme wariness.

"You are not a god, so what are you?"

"I am the supreme god, Doro has already told you," Qiu Hai said with a smile.

"You don't need to understand what this means, you can't refuse this gift anyway, right?"

Unable to refuse, of course...

Hestia bit her lip lightly, her clear eyes sparkling. She truly loved Bell, a genuine love from the bottom of her heart as a family member.

But the children of the lower realm are only fleeting glimpses.

No matter how hard Bell tries, as a human, his lifespan will not exceed two hundred years at most.

For the gods, this was but a fleeting moment. While she could still search for Bell's reincarnation, however...

The person who is reincarnated is destined to be different from the person before reincarnation. Even similar flowers are two different things.

But......

"In this way, if Bell's existence is exposed, none of the gods will turn a blind eye."

Hestia murmured in near terror.

Yes, the lower realm is essentially a game for the gods, and the existence of an artificial 'demigod' breaks the fundamental rules of this game.

No matter how powerful a mortal is, they can never compete with a demigod. Once demigods exist, the protagonists of myths will almost always be them.

Despite being a human, they possess the power of gods. Despite being a mortal child, they have the eternal life to spend with the supreme god.

Such a being would either be banned by Uranus and the other gods, or it would plunge the gods into a frenzy of fighting for him.

And Qiu Hai, the being who created the demigod, will undoubtedly be at the center of this storm!

"So what if it is? I don't care," Qiu Hai said indifferently.

"I would say I'm happy to see changes in the world, whether good or bad, because they are always beneficial to me."

He is the supreme deity, so why should he revere the changes in the world? Rather, it is precisely through constant change that he can bring more benefits.

What will Bell's future hold? Hestia doesn't know.

But what she didn't know was that a storm brewing by the reincarnators was already approaching her.

Chapter 22: 126. Racial Advancement

Dungeons existed even before the gods descended to the mortal realm.

Although it was not as large as it is today, a city had already been built above the maze, and it is said that there was an organization there that served as the precursor to a guild.

Before that, there were already many ancient people who fought against monsters without accepting any 'favor'.

Bell had once found it hard to believe what kind of ancient people existed, but now, perhaps he understands it now.

He brandished the longsword in his hand, which was as red as a crystal and was the only weapon he had brought out of the labyrinth. It possessed extraordinary sharpness and toughness.

Of course, he himself is the most formidable.

Ten kobolds are a nightmare for any newbie.

But under the flashing sword light, they were all cut into pieces.

Bell looked at the shattered kobold corpse with a slightly complicated expression.

The memories of the maze were etched into his mind every moment.

A constant stream of monsters, insidious and vicious traps, and a growing sense of fear that intensifies with each upgrade.

The training in the labyrinth was highly effective, though only for a short time. Bell Craney became a truly seasoned adventurer through countless deaths and battles.

Combat experience, combat methods, skills, and predictions—everything has become incredibly proficient.

He learned to fight monsters in the labyrinth, and then learned to fight humans from Guts.

Nothing can help a person grow faster than death and pain.

However, it's clear that more than just experience has grown...

Bell approached the corpses of the earth spirits, and with a swift stroke, cleaved open their chests. Ignoring the convulsing bodies and splattering blood, he retrieved the small, blue-purple shard located at the center of their chests.

This is the "magic stone," a crystal containing magical power, and the basis for the existence of these monsters.

The earth spirit's body underwent changes after the magic stone was removed. First, it rapidly lost its pigment, then its head shattered, and finally its entire body turned to dust and disappeared without a trace.

This is what happens to monsters that lose their magic stones.

Bell held the magic stone, and the next moment, in the blink of an eye, the magic stone turned into dust in his hand!

At the same time, a tiny amount of magic flowed into his body.

A flame seemed to grow stronger as a result.

That's why Bale's expression is so complicated right now.

He wasn't stupid. His assessment of his physical condition before and after made him realize that he was not behaving normally as a member of the Familia adventurers who had received divine blessings!

Regardless of the problem of his overgrown attributes, what he could clearly feel was the faint flame burning in his chest.

This is not something a normal living organism should have.

He encountered this item countless times during his repetitions within the labyrinth, and subsequently found his adventures becoming increasingly smooth.

Slaughter, recover, then kill again; death becomes less painful, and the accumulated resources grow ever stronger with each step forward.

Bell was 100% certain that Mr. Qiuhai had done something to alter him.

He didn't question the other party, but Mr. Gus told him that it wasn't a bad thing.

What's there to refuse when you can become powerful? Especially when you have expectations, having power is never a bad thing. At least it can give you the possibility of defying fate when facing desperate situations in the future.

Gus didn't tell Bell his story, but his few words still revealed some clues.

Facing an enemy as powerful as a god, they are weak and powerless, yet they struggle to hold on and resist.

He despised anything related to gods, but if becoming a monster could save his companions and change their fate, he would have done it without hesitation.

It's only when he becomes a monster that he truly becomes powerless to resist them, which is why he loathes them so much.

Having some choices is always better than having no choices. Only those who live in safety and abundance without any danger to their lives have the leisure to fear all sorts of trivial matters!

So don't overthink it. Since you have the power, do your best to realize your ideals.

Becoming a hero, protecting more people, encountering... well, I'll put that aside for now.

Bell sorted out his thoughts, took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and then headed resolutely into the depths of the dungeon.

He wants to go downhill, downhill forever.

He wants to see where his limits are.

......

"Huh? That shorty actually has such abilities?"

Inside Loki's Familia compound, looking at Hephaestus before him, Loki spoke in an exaggerated tone.

"I thought that little dwarf had fallen so low as to beg on the streets by now!"

“...It doesn’t have to be that bad.” Hephaestus sighed.

"After I kicked her out, she found a job and started looking for a family. A little over a month ago, she found her first family."

She paused, her expression quite strange.

"But I didn't expect her to improve so quickly."

It's not just fast, it's downright unbelievable!

Just a month ago, they were about to establish a clan, and now, a month later, the clan members have already successfully provoked the two major clans in the city!

The Apollo Familia and the Ishtar Familia are two distinct groups. The former represents the backbone of the city, while the latter is already a leading family force within it.

Hephaestus brought news that members claiming to be from the Hestia Familia had provoked both of these families.

One of them stole Ishtar's clothes and ran naked through the entertainment district to provoke her; the other rejected Apollo's invitation and kicked her out of her house.

In short, none of them are easy to deal with.

But putting ability aside, Hephaestus simply couldn't believe that the child raised by her divine friend could accomplish something so abstract...

But the fact is that both Ishtar and Apollo filed a complaint against the guild.

Moreover, they plan to join forces to launch an attack on Hestia at this divine assembly.

Hephaestus came to Loki hoping she could put in a good word for her at the Council of Gods, so things wouldn't get out of control.

"Ha, why would I help that shorty..."

Loki curled her lip; she and Hestia were practically sworn enemies.

However, she paused, then squinted and said...

“But Hephaestus, do you know that my children recently returned with some very interesting news?”

"There are a few adventurers who haven't joined any clans wandering the dungeon. They're incredibly strong; they even nearly killed my children during a surprise attack..."

A powerful adventurer who has not joined any clan—that's a completely unfamiliar term.

After all, this is no longer the ancient era, so where are those heroes favored by immortals?

However, Hephaestus understood Loki's implication and frowned.

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