Bloodline of Gods: The Genius at Olympus Academy!

Gritting his teeth, Oliver ignored the disgusting feeling of his own weakness and focused on tending to Aiden.

Pulling apart the leaf of the Netherspring lotus, he carefully wrapped it in his palm, slowly crushing it between his fingers and into a test tube.

But Oliver wasn't finished yet. Pulling out a knife, he slit his hand, causing glowing reddish-golden blood to drip down.

Divinity pumped from his heart throughout his body, concentrating into the blood that Aiden was now forcing into the test tube.

As soon as Oliver's blood, filled with divinity, made contact with the leaves of the Netherspring lotus, the test tube began to shake violently. An ominous sizzling sound could be heard as golden smoke started pouring out of the test tube.

Holding the test tube, Oliver quickly frowned and called toward Raelia.

"Hey, Raelia, get over here. I need your help."

Raelia was a little surprised, but despite the sudden call, she obediently walked over.

Crouching down, she looked at the test tube and asked, "Okay, so what do you need me to do?"

"I don't need you to do much. I just need your blood. Make sure to stimulate your divinity and concentrate as much of it into your blood as you can," Oliver instructed.

When Raelia heard this, she was stunned.

"Are you sure you want this? Isn't the divinity of Artemis the direct opposite of Apollo's? Won't this have a negative reaction?" she asked, hesitant.

Oliver, who was desperately trying to contain the reaction in the test tube, responded, "Of course I know that, you dumb wolf! But it's because they're opposites that it can act as a neutralizing agent in the right quantities. So stop asking questions and just give me some blood!"

Raelia saw the furious look in Oliver's eyes, and for the first time since meeting him, she was even a little intimidated by the man.

Grumbling under her breath, Raelia reached out to slash her palm when Oliver quickly stopped her.

"Not that much, we only need a few drops. Prick your finger instead," he instructed firmly.

Raelia didn't say much and complied.

Soon, she brought her finger over, and reddish-silver blood, the color of liquid mercury, dropped into the test tube one drop at a time.

It wasn't until the third drop had fallen in that Oliver quickly pulled the test tube away and sealed it.

Oliver's divinity poured out from his hands as he tried to calm the violent reaction, sweat forming on his forehead.

The reaction was stable, but it wouldn't stay that way for long. Even now, the solution formed from the Netherspring lotus and the blood of divine descendants was still bubbling like boiling water.

Oliver knew he couldn't afford to wait and walked over.

"You're going to feed him that without even waiting for it to stabilize? Isn't that like feeding him a bomb? Are you crazy?" Raelia exclaimed.

Oliver snapped at her, "Yes, I'm fucking crazy, okay? But it's either this or nothing. It's all we can rely on right now!"

In truth, Oliver knew Raelia's words were correct. Proper safety protocol would be to wait for the solution to stabilize before even thinking about feeding it to a grievously wounded patient. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

The only problem was that Oliver had no confidence that the solution would ever stabilize.

To put it bluntly, with their shabby conditions and limited materials, it was a miracle they had gotten this far.

And although this wasn't their last batch of materials, who knew if they could even achieve similar results with another attempt?

This was the best chance they were ever going to get.

Ignoring any more of the words coming out of Raelia's mouth, Oliver rushed toward Aiden's side, picked up the test tube, and slowly fed the potion to him.

At this moment, the world had already become blurry to Aiden. It was to the point that he didn't even recognize Oliver when he walked over to him.

He just felt the potion under his nose, and his body stirred back to life.

A sense of clarity that had been slowly fading away started to return as he drank the potion without any second thought.

At first, Aiden drank the potion with no obvious reaction, and Oliver even thought things were going well.

But that didn't last long before Aiden's body began to convulse violently.

His body spasmed as veins bulged all over his skin.

Divinity within him began to riot as golden flames roared all over his body.

Pain.

Horrible, mind-numbing pain.

Aiden couldn't help but cry out with such a wretched voice that both Oliver and Raelia began to shiver.

Oliver looked at the sight and was horrified.

What was going on?!

Apollo was the god of healing. Even if Aiden burst into flames caused by an overload of divinity, Oliver had expected them to be endurable. There was no reason for Aiden's own flames to cause him this much pain!

Aiden's mind surged with agony. The divinity and the flames were simultaneously healing him and burning his flesh away.

Aiden cried, but what was the point? The tears evaporated immediately under the terrifying heat.

Aiden's body writhed and roared as he struggled to regain control over the flames ravaging inside him.

Flames.

Mere flames!

Who was he?

He was a divine descendant of the sun god! One with the power to manipulate divine solar fire, and yet here he was, succumbing to his own flames.

No, Aiden wouldn't accept it. He couldn't accept it.

The stubbornness of Aiden's newfound pride turned into anger, and that anger quickly morphed into something more sinister, something darker- hatred.

It was a strange sense of hatred, one that felt slightly misplaced,even but at the same time, it didn't feel entirely foreign.

Despite having no direction, no end goal or motive, this burning never ending hatred almost seemed familiar...

Suddenly, a strange purple light began flashing in Aiden's eyes, and if one looked carefully, they could see a faint flickering light.

The flickering of something that threatened to devour the entire world