Chapter 470: Loki’s Destiny Battle

After two consecutive days of hunting, with the Magic Eye almost continuously activated for 24 hours, Liszt still hadn’t found the Bloodline Fruit, leaving him deeply frustrated.

"It’s been two days since the reward was announced, and the Bloodline Fruit has probably already matured. It can only exist for five minutes... If it matured within the territory, perhaps it could have been eaten by some animal, transforming it into a magical creature... If it matured around here, it’s likely already disappeared."

The Bloodline Fruit has a time limit.

Once it matures, it falls to the ground, and within just five minutes, its magic power will completely dissipate, turning it into an ordinary fruit.

Feeling defeated, he kept hunting.

Despite the dwindling hope, he persisted without giving up. After all, his laid-back life didn’t demand much effort; he just needed to count the days until the Duke announced the end of the pioneering decree—the Sardine Bay area had already been thrown into chaos by the Sapphire Duchy, tying down a large number of knight orders.

Once the winter snow falls, the war will become largely pointless, as charging across icy terrain isn’t a smart move.

Just as he was beginning to lose focus.

Through the Magic Eye’s vision, a flash of magic light suddenly appeared. It wasn’t until long after his gaze had shifted that he snapped to attention and turned Loki’s head to search for that glimmer of magic light. Soon, after pushing through a thicket, he arrived at the source of the magic light.

"Woof! Woof!"

"Woof! Woof!"

The eight little ones immediately started barking wildly.

Loki also made "cluck" and "cluck" sounds, as they had all detected something radiating magical power, something incredibly valuable—a green fruit, growing on a small shrub branch, emitting a dense grayish-green magic light.

Clearly, this was the Bloodline Fruit Liszt had been searching for.

However, it wasn’t yet mature.

"Alert!" Liszt quickly reacted, "Charles, have the knight squad spread out and guard this thicket! Protect my discovery!"

Charles Trapp shouted, "Yes, Lord!" and immediately led the knight squad to keep a sharp lookout for any magical creatures in the surrounding bushes.

He saw that strange green fruit.

A fruit this big growing on a tree that shouldn’t produce fruit—undoubtedly, it was the Bloodline Fruit, worth a thousand gold coins. A fruit that could alter the bloodline of beasts and magical creatures, just like Lord’s Hiddleston, who had eaten a Bloodline Fruit.

Unfortunately, the success rate of Bloodline Fruits isn’t high, otherwise its value would be calculated in Dragon Coins.

Anyone who discovers an immature Bloodline Fruit and reports it to the Lord can receive a substantial reward. However, since this one was discovered by the Lord himself, they won’t receive any reward and can only dutifully protect the Bloodline Fruit from the invasion of magical creatures.

"Woof! Woof!"

"Cluck! Cluck!"

The eight little ones and Loki were still barking.

Liszt barked, "Blizzard Beasts, silence! Loki, quiet!"

His authority was on full display in that moment, as the eight little ones and Loki all fell silent, though their eyes remained fixed on the Bloodline Fruit.

Using the time before the Bloodline Fruit matured.

Liszt quickly thought about who should eat it: "The last time I found a Bloodline Fruit, it was a golden one, with magic that seemed Earth-Aligned; this time, the Bloodline Fruit is green, with a grayish-green magic light, seemingly Wind-Aligned."

Bloodline Fruits don’t have strict attribute distinctions; they’re inherently chaotic, but their color hints at a slight tendency.

All eight little ones are Earth-Attributed, while Loki alone is Wind-Attributed.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, having already decided the ownership of the bloodline fruit: "Let's give it to Loki. The eight little ones are a united front, and giving it to any one of them would be unfair, so it's better not to give it to any of them... If Loki eats the bloodline fruit and turns into an intermediate dragon beast, wouldn't that be a huge gain?"

So.

He directly issued the command: "Blizzard Beasts, no eating!"

"Bark! Bark!" The eight little ones expressed their dissatisfaction.

Liszt glared at them: "Shut up, or I'll let Hiddleston teach you a lesson!"

The eight little ones whimpered softly, no longer daring to express their complaints. They grew up under Liszt's "carrot and stick" training policy (reward and punishment) and had long since not dared to challenge Liszt's authority—and besides, their most feared father, Hiddleston, had always stood by Liszt's side.

Dismounting from Loki's back, Liszt patted its anxious head: "When it's ripe, you'll eat it."

Loki seemed to understand and called out loudly: "Clack!"

Five minutes later.

A strong scent wafted from the bloodline fruit, indicating that it was not far from maturity. In the vision of the Magic Eye, the magic power inside it became increasingly dense, almost to the point of dripping out.

At this moment.

The knights on the outer perimeter suddenly sounded the alarm: "Monsters! A large group of Windblade Wolves, at least twenty of them!"

Liszt raised an eyebrow and commanded, "Eight little ones, get ready for battle and hunt down all the Windblade Wolves!" He had been running low on monster meat lately and was hoping for monsters to come and deliver meat. Sure enough, a group of Windblade Wolves, low-level monsters widely distributed in forests across the continent, started doing a good deed.

The eight little ones instantly bristled, ready to attack the Windblade Wolves—venting their anger at not being able to eat the bloodline fruit onto the Windblade Wolves.

In an instant.

The battle was triggered, and the Windblade Wolves, attracted by the bloodline fruit, charged fiercely. The eight little ones, to vent their anger, pounced wildly. Intermediate monsters bullying low-level monsters was a walk in the park, and in just one encounter, seven Windblade Wolves were strangled by the Blizzard Beasts, with only one cleverly escaping but unable to avoid the Rock Spikes that suddenly emerged from the ground.

In such a scene.

With the eight little ones leading the attack and the Earth Knight assisting, Liszt didn't need to intervene at all.

He was waiting for the bloodline fruit to mature.

Loki anxiously circled the shrub, knowing that the bloodline fruit was about to mature and understanding that this was an opportunity to change its fate.

Suddenly.

There was a fluttering sound from the sky.

Liszt looked up and saw a group of bats glowing with magic power flying over: "Damn, it's the Black Bats! A group of low-level dark attribute monsters capable of casting the dark magic Decay Spell!" This dark magic seemed to accelerate the decay of objects by draining their moisture.

Magic books recorded that commoners attacked by Black Bats quickly became withered corpses.

He quickly drew the Swift Shadow Bow and shot arrows at the Black Bats with fierce precision. However, the Black Bats were agile, seemingly possessing ultrasonic positioning, and could quickly dodge the arrows. Liszt often had to shoot nine arrows in three waves to take down one Black Bat.

It wasn't nearly enough to take out this group of twenty to thirty Black Bats quickly.

During the battle, the enticing fragrance reached its peak, and the bloodline fruit had matured. The Black Bats frantically dived towards the bloodline fruit, trying to snatch such a treasure.

Liszt had already shot as fast as he could, but still couldn't stop them.

"Crap!"

"The bloodline fruit is going to be snatched by these beasts!" As one Black Bat approached the bloodline fruit, Liszt couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger.

However.

Loki, who was guarding nearby, suddenly flapped its wings and charged towards the swarm of black bats like a warrior. Waves of cyan magic power surged from its body, directly scattering the black bats. With lightning speed, it bit the bloodline fruit just before it hit the ground. In another leap, it dodged the black bats' counterattack of a decay spell.

"Cluck!"

Loki, victorious in the battle of fate, raced madly towards Liszt. Liszt flipped onto its back, drew his Sky Cleaving Greatsword, and unleashed a Blazing Wildfire Slash.

A fiery downpour rained down on the swarm of black bats, scattering them in all directions. Combined with Loki's perfect leap into the air, they began to clear out the black bats.

"They're all mine—no one's getting away!"