Miracle Doctor Daddy

In the Bloodline domain, within the Blood Royal Palace where Blood Royal Mary resides.

At the top of the current Bloodline main hall, there is still a gaping hole that hasn’t been repaired.

Duke Deity’s Tears, the three surviving royals from the previous battle, and Duke Deity’s Tears, gathered here.

“Your Majesty, Lachlan has entered the Bloodline Ancient Domain!”

Duke Deity’s Tears knelt down to report.

Upon hearing this, a look of joy appeared on Blood Royal Mary’s face.

“Good! Very good!”

“Lachlan, you have finally become my pawn!”

“Once you enter the Bloodline Ancient Domain, you are destined to become a sacrifice for the blood ritual!”

“Ha-ha-ha…”

“The shame you brought upon me and the Bloodline will soon be washed away!”

“Once I gain the power of the Bloodline, it will be your death!”

Blood Royal Mary laughed sinisterly, her face full of killing intent.

With a flick of her sleeve, she triumphantly said, “Let’s go, let’s enter the Bloodline Ancient Domain! Wait for those fools to kill each other, and then use their blood to resurrect the ancestor Cain’s body!”

Moments later!

Inside a secret underground structure in the Bloodline domain, Blood Royal Mary led the three royal members and a Dark Blood Mage into a crimson-colored light gate.

The next moment, they found themselves in a different space, filled with a blood-red hue and an “unclean power.”

Yes, from the current Bloodline territory, one could directly enter the Bloodline Ancient Domain.

In this space within the domain, there stood a huge altar resembling a pyramid at its center.

The altar was enveloped by a large blood sphere, the surface of which was faintly visible, covered in red patterns resembling veins.

A single glance sent chills down the spine.

Descending from the top of the blood sphere, a red tentacle connected to the top of the altar, where a slightly shriveled body, standing at over four meters tall, with four pairs of flesh wings on its back, exuded a faint, yet undeniable, aura of pressure.

After Blood Royal Mary and her group entered the blood sphere and ascended the altar, they knelt and paid homage to the body of the Blood Progenitor.

Then, a crystalline ball, filled with red blood-like dots, appeared in the hands of the Dark Blood Mage.

“How many sacrificial offerings are needed for the Blood Progenitor’s body to absorb? Do we have enough?”

Blood Royal Mary asked in a deep voice.

“We need forty-nine in total, and we already have around forty. I believe the casualties from the ongoing infighting will provide enough soon,” the Dark Blood Mage replied.

“Good! I will wait here until the quantity is met. Once it’s ready, we will start the blood ritual.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Blood Royal Mary’s eyes gleamed with anticipation and impatience.

“Yes, before that, I will set up the Soul Pact Array so that Your Majesty can enter the Blood Progenitor’s body as soon as it’s revived,” the Dark Blood Mage said.

“Satisfactory,” Blood Royal Mary nodded in satisfaction, a mix of anticipation and unease in her heart.

The Soul Pact Array was a powerful and domineering dark magic passed down through generations in the Bloodline. Once activated, it allowed Blood Royal Mary to freely transfer her soul into any body without mismatched effects.

This was a deeper part of the Bloodline Ancient Domain, a region hidden within the overall domain.

Back at the Awakening Dragon Base.

Lachlan arrived with Thelma.

“Thelma? How come you’re at our Awakening Dragon Base?”

A guard outside the castle, seeing Thelma, asked in surprise.

Thelma glanced at Lachlan and signaled to the mercenary.

“Mr. Willis has just entered the Bloodline Ancient Domain, and I brought him here to find his friend. Don’t ask unnecessary questions, just go report to your second-in-command.”

“Alright, I’ll inform Dragonwake right away.”

“Old Nine, come and take Ms. Neal and this gentleman inside.”

With that, the mercenary hurried off while another mercenary came to lead Lachlan and Thelma into the castle.

Along the way, Lachlan noticed that most of the people here had Eastern features, wondering about it silently.

“Thelma! Is my friend really here?”

Lachlan grabbed Thelma’s shoulder and asked in a low voice.

“Yes! ‘Lachie Fire’ Security Group’s people are here! I wouldn’t dare lie to you!”

Thelma replied, indicating that Lachlan should not try anything funny, or she wouldn’t be able to help him.

Meanwhile, the messenger mercenary had reached Dragonwake, the second-in-command, inside a room in the castle.