Legend of the Immortal

Unforseen Phenomena

In picking the Beast Plains, Jamie and the group had given Belle an added advantage.

She had the skill [Gold Bloodstone] which absorbed the blood and power of anything she killed.

This meant any beast she had killed in the past, she would have gained their power and anything from it's bloodline.

And she had killed many a beast.

Numbers ranging in the septillions.

This [Gold Bloodstone] had a unique skill, that was when you killed a race of a different kind, it would- take the best sample killed and refine it making the user a superior version of the race with no time limit.

Belle had taken advantage of this and had used the ability, curious to find in what ways would she change.

This was when she realised the race the bloodstone chose was the Dragon.

Dragons were the species which all beasts considered royalty, due to them being the strongest and most alluring towards other species, which never occured in other races.

Belle smirked,"This...will be fun. It's time to see some pretty boys play rough to ask me for my hand in marriage."

Activating [Gold Bloodstone], the metal flower which became an earring she used glowed a brilliant yellow before subsiding again.

Belle checked her body only to find it disappointing.

"The only good thing is that I look nice...isn't this thing supposed to make it more powerful?" Belle sighed.

"Well this will do I guess. Time to go~" Belle said as she stamped down her foot, bursting forward with speed and jumping over a story high.

In a flash, she had arrived at the border.

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Male Accuntines had a feral instinct.

When they sense a scent of a mate, their instincts heighten and they will feel a compulsion to go wherever their mate was.

Of course, it was only a one time thing.

One female Accuntine was only fated to be with one male Accuntine, vice versa.

Of course, if things really didn't work out, there was always a way out.

To tear away from this sacred connection and feel searing pain for years.

That was- for normal Accuntines.

Not Belle.

The closer she got to the capital city, the weirder the things got.

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Knox Castle.

"My king! Perhaps one more game of chess?" Vercy was asked by Thomas, a wolf type of noble birth.

In good humour, he responded in a cheery voice,"Why of course! Playing with a good friend of mine is my utmost pleasur-" Vercy stopped midway as he smelled something...something so sweet yet bold.

He knew this sensation.

"Mate." He growled.

"My oh my? Could it be that the cursed king has finally found the one?" Thomas joked.

"I'm sorry old friend, I need to find her." Vercy replied, standing up.

"No worries, you keeping this old man company for so long has made me more than content. Go find the one, my king."

"Nn." Vercy replied, before running off to alert his guards and servants.

Minutes later, he was dressed in silk clothes and a crown to match.