The cold, red-tinged glow of the blood glyphs flickered in Jacob's mind, and the runic lines on his skeleton glowed brightly as he reached the end of the second section of the Immortal
Chapter.
Jacob now seemed perfectly attuned to the rhythm of the 66 glyphs he had painstakingly studied and mastered in over three hundred years. Each glyph pulsed with life, their ancient power converging in him, settling as a new understanding within the infinity blood itself.
But now came the final challenge-the last 33 blood glyphs. This final section of the Immortal Chapter was even more complex and required the complete mastery of blood manipulation and blood magic function, and Jacob felt that it would transform him.
The final section, which started with the 67th blood glyph, was about the archetypes of the cursed blood progenitor!
As he focused on the massive glyph before him, an ancient echo resonated in his mind, unveiling visions of three distinct archetypes tied to the legacy of a Blood Progenitor.
Each represented a mastery over blood so refined that it transformed into an art form. They were distinct but interconnected, calling to different aspects of his being.
Furthermore, the comprehension of this section was different. The first Archetype were called the Blood Mage!
The moment Jacob started comprehending the blood mage archetype, he saw himself as the Blood Mage, hands raised as blood became shields and swords, an ethereal armor that could turn blade and spell alike.
Mastery over blood manipulation and blood magic function meant creating intricate defenses and attacks woven directly from his own essence or that of others.
He could feel the rage of battles fought, of blood called forth from enemies, freezing them in place or tearing them apart with brutal elegance. The glyphs in his mind twisted and shifted, adapting to forms that shielded and attacked in precise synchrony.
Jacob was the Blood Mage, and the Blood Mage was Jacob. Both of them started to integrate together in a mystical way as Jacob became completely immersed in that dream-like state, constantly battling and defending himself.
Time lost meaning to him as he focused solely on comprehending the immortal chapter. In these past three hundred years, Jacob had only come out once to check upon Elia, who seemed to be also in a strange state and undergoing a change with the Liber Chaotica as her core. He left more resources close to her without disturbing her and continued his own development.
This time, it took Jacob around another three hundred years to fully comprehend the 11 glyphs of the Blood Mage archetype before he again checked on Elia and divided into the second Archetype, the Blood Alchemist!
Again, he entered another because of the Blood Alchemist, where his understanding went deeper-down to the essence within each cell. Here, he was a craftsman, honing blood as a weapon and a source of healing, transformation, and empowerment.
He felt the structure of his own blood change, strengthening his body's resistance. With each shift, knowledge flowed into him about how he could transmute blood itself. If he wished, his blood could enhance his speed, endurance, and resilience, allowing him to reshape his body to fit the demands of any battle.
The Blood Alchemist Archetype was terrifying and taught him how to use his blood in alchemy as a source of mass destruction and calamity!
After hundreds of years of solitude and comprehension, Jacob finally reached the third archetype, the Blood Shaper!
The art of the Blood Shaper, a path focused on the creation of constructs and weaponry. Jacob saw himself forging weapons, armor, and intricate constructs woven from his own blood
essence.
As a Blood Shaper, he could solidify blood into unbreakable barriers or weapons, each form as flexible as his imagination. He felt the power of creation surge within him, a true mastery that was limited only by his will.
Furthermore, with Blood Shaper, he also learned about bloodline abilities and how to create them, which he etched on his own blood. This topic was extremely vast and profound, for it was the final part of the immortal chapter!
As Jacob reaches the end, the power of these three archetypes and their essences fuse within him. The immortal chapter becomes clearer, its secrets unlocking with each archetype he embraces, each one building upon the last until they solidify his mastery over the Infinity Blood.
When Jacob was about to complete the final and biggest blood glyph of the Immortal Chapter, a new surge of energy flooded his body, and those blood glyphs started to appear within his cursed heart!
His cursed beat started to beat, resonating with the glyphs etched on its surface, and his infinity blood underwent another substantial change.
Jacob felt his body transform as the title seemed settled over him-the Cursed Blood Progenitor!
His blood was no longer just a weapon or defense when he was finally done. It was his very essence, an extension of his will, refined by the legacy of a Blood Progenitor, bound by the 'Infinity' that granted him unparalleled power!
Furthermore, the moment Jacob comprehended the final blood glyph, the Immortal Chapter in front of him slowly vanished as if done surviving its purpose. But for Jacob, it didn't matter because those 99 glyphs were now a part of his very being.
At this moment, Jacob's hollow eyes ignited with golden flames, but now there was a tingle of scarlet hue around them. The moment he regained his sense, a terrifying pressure that shook the entire cavern surged before it instantly vanished!
Moreover, now Jacob's entire demeanor had changed. He appeared more distant, aloof, and indifferent. His old sharp aura had completely vanished, and he seemed like just an ordinary mortal.
But only Jacob knew what kind of changes he had gone through after comprehending the Immortal Chapter!
Jacob then checked the timer, and a hint of astonishment flashed past his eyes, "I've been in this place for over 1900 years? Heh, I'm already over 2000 years old, and to think I was
searching for ways to prolong my life for just a day once."
Jacob was in a daze, as everything seemed like a long dream to him. With a hint of nostalgia, he uttered, "The path to eternity renders time meaningless-a river flowing around the immortal, never through them!"