The first semester of Mart's third year at the Academy came to an end.

Mart took the opportunity to inform the teachers that he would be training and practicing his spells in seclusion to test and perfect the knowledge he had learned.

The main reason he informed them was because he planned to absorb another drop of Demon God's blood.

The last time took a little over a month, and he considered that the integration with the Demon God's blood this time might take a little longer.

...

In his room, on the floor, Mart was in a meditative position.

He wore a white bathrobe to avoid ruining valuable clothing in the process.

[Beginning the transfusion of a drop of Demon God's blood]

It was instantaneous.

He only read the notification and felt as if an uncontrollable storm had been unleashed inside him.

Mart vomited blood.

His internal organs were torn to pieces, the reconstruction process would be total.

Every muscle fiber was torn. Every bone was fractured into hundreds of fragments. The nerves and tendons in his body were slowly falling apart.

Mart circulated the energy produced by the drop of Demon God's blood while using his own demonic energy to remain conscious.

The suffering was so great that no matter how strong his spirit was, his body wanted to escape and give up.

[The demonic system can facilitate the process through the trait laziness, you will sleep, and your body will assimilate the drop of blood from the Demon God].

"It's not necessary; the enemy will show no mercy. If I can't handle this, I'll be even less able to change what is destined to happen," Mart refused as he circulated the drop of blood from the Demon God. After witnessing the training to which the author of the book "Demonic Hearts" was subjected, he knew he could not be lenient with himself if he wanted to become strong.

Bang!

Mart's blood burst in his veins and arteries, causing wounds and bleeding in different parts of his body. But the blood lost was demon blood that had not been integrated with the drop of Demon God's blood. It was a way for the Demon God's blood to eliminate impurities and continue the process of bodily reconstruction, making the demonic body stronger and more suited to the blood of a Demon God.

Several times Mart was on the verge of unconsciousness, but he refused to give up and kept going.

He wasn't even aware of time, he just concentrated on guiding the Demon God's blood into his body.

[The host has completed the assimilation of the Demon God's blood drop]

Mart inhaled and exhaled, then fell backward onto the floor. He didn't feel physically exhausted, but the assimilation process had tested his mental endurance, ultimately causing his will to overcome his body.

"Do you like to suffer? Does it make you happy every time I torture you?" asked the voice of the female entity that had just appeared, curiously.

"Who knows?" Mart replied with a subtle smile.

Mart felt several arms hold his body and then felt the touch of lips that transferred a sinister energy directly into his body.

[The host's cursed energy has increased by +10]

"I'm grateful," Mart replied honestly after seeing the notification.

[Lust trait activated]

[You have kissed a higher entity: demonic reward]

"With Isirid, I received two rewards after making her my partner. What would I receive if I took a higher entity as my partner?" Mart wondered to himself.

[Greed trait activated]

[You will get triple everything you earn]

"I can hardly ever take advantage of these offers properly," Mart thought as he read the notification.

"Keep going. I like you more and more," said the voice of the entity that was slowly disappearing.

"I will. Don't stop watching me; now I'm interested in you too," said Mart with a subtle, charming smile.

"It's not easy to stir the heart of a higher entity. Well, if it has a heart," Mart concluded as he stood up to go to the bathroom and take a shower.

...

After showering, Mart put on another bathrobe and sat down in a meditation position.

"One week, it will be one more week. System, activate the third vivid recollection of seclusion."

[Third vivid recollection of seclusion in progress...]

Plop!

He held in his hand the pill with the highest concentration of demonic energy that he had failed to take the last time.

The water he drank seemed to want to devour his insides.

He swallowed the pill.

He screamed, not out of pain, not out of fear, but to let out some of the overwhelming demonic energy that exploded and dispersed the effects of the water instantly.

Some of the demonic energy was cracking his demonic energy channels.

Plop!

He screamed in a meditative position as he expelled the abundant demonic energy.

Bang!

His ears burst, his demonic core cracked, and his deteriorated demonic energy channels leaked demonic energy everywhere.

Plop!

Bang!

His eyes exploded as they were flooded with the excessive demonic energy that was invading his entire body, looking for a way out.

He did not lose his concentration despite the new torture his mind was undergoing.

When he managed to release only the excess demonic energy, he felt that his thirst was almost deadly.

He used his demonic perception and sensed the puddle where the drops were falling.

Plop!

He plunged his face directly into the water and drank.

This time, as he drank the water, his body began to regenerate while he continued to drink. However, when his body was restored, it seemed that the same miraculous water wanted to destroy him.

The water absorbed his demonic energy in an instant, then began to absorb every trace of energy that kept his body stable, but at that moment he swallowed one of the demonic energy pills and almost ninety percent of the water's effect disappeared.

"Looks like I'll have to take two pills this time," he thought as he swallowed the second demonic energy pill, and the same hell repeated itself.

Plop!

...

Time passed.

His hand was shaking because his body was being pushed to its limits again. In this round, he had to take six demonic energy pills at once. He was about to swallow the sixth pill.

...

Mart opened his eyes and found himself back in his room.

The room was flooded with a large amount of demonic energy that looked like fog everywhere.

The bathrobe had been reduced to nothing.

He got up, walked over to his desk where his demonic bag was, and took out a white bathrobe. He absorbed almost two-thirds of the demonic energy that flooded the room, and stored the remaining energy in empty demonic stones.

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