Ancestral Lineage

Chapter 170 The Voice Of Absolute Order.

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Name: Ethan Smith Junior (Kael'Dri)

Age: 18 (20)

Race: Crimson-Terra Primogenitor

Rank: Grandmaster (Peak)

Strength: 700

Speed: 701

Stamina: 715

Perception: 750

Charm: 80

Willpower: Almost Unlimited (∝)

Mana: 100,000 + 500,000 addition from race

Path: 20%

Level: 65 [649/650]

Stat Points: 10,000

Current Form: [Vampiric Dwarf]

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*Soulmates↴

•Harley Avluv (???)

•Clara Verna (Youkai)

•Carmen Steil (Feline)@@@@

•Andriel Guilde (Moon Elf)

•Lisa Tennyson (High Human)

•Lisa Richards (Fairy)

•Tia (Chain of Wills)

•??? (Psionic Cyber)

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*Skills↴

•Martial Arts: Davorhin(Max)

•Weapon Skills: Hammer Arts (Max), Spear Arts (Max), Chain Arts (Max), Sword Arts (Max), Axe Arts (Peak), Sniping Arts (Peak), Gauntlet Arts (Peak)

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*Affinities↴

•Psychic (Max)=Master Proficiency

•Earth (Max)=Master Proficiency

•Alchemy (Peak)=High Proficiency

•Necromancy (Peak)=High Proficiency

•Sound (Peak)=High Proficiency

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*Spirit Beasts↴

•Angitia (Psyche-Eye Serpent Empress): Psychic

•Galeno (Exalted Heavenly Tortoise): Earth

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*Abilities↴

•Blood Magic (???)=High Proficiency

•Creation Magic (???)=High Proficiency

•Master of Auras (Max)

•Weapons' Constitution (???)

•Sync (45%)

•Elemental Weaponry (Unranked)

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*Subordinates↴

•Trevor Barnes (Ancestor of Blood)

•Clara Verna (Ancestor of Spirits)

•Harley Avluv (Ancestor of Life)

•Lamair Griswold (Ancestor of Death)

•Emily Daniels (Ancestor of Nature)

•Tia (Ancestor of Wills)

•Lisa Tennyson (Ancestor of Origins)

•Andriel Guilde (Lunar Empress)

•Carmen Steil (Ancestor of Balance)

•Reginald Ignifax (Ancestor of Order)

•Lusamine Seikiro (Ancestor of Divinity)

•Jerry Friel (Ancestor of Chaos)

•Sixtie Zaladrac (Demon of Pride)

•Lisa Richards (Ancestor of Frost)

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*Other↴

•System Storage*

•Shop (100,000,000 sp)

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Ethan leaned back in his conjured chair, his eyes flickering across the system interface as he processed the new data. A smirk tugged at his lips.

'Woah! Nice.'

'Piss off! I'm not done...' the system's cold, mechanical voice interrupted.

Ethan raised an eyebrow. 'Tch, so touchy. Anyway, who's the question-marked soulmate? And how the hell is Tia my soulmate?!'

'You can contact Fate for further details.'

'I'm still too young to die.'

A faint glow emanated from her red dwarf horns, pulsing like a heartbeat. She clenched her fists, feeling an unfamiliar power coursing through her, an energy that felt as though it had always belonged to her.

She rose to her feet.

Her battered armor was a stark contrast to the overwhelming presence she now exuded.

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Leon's eyes fluttered open.

For the first time in a long while, he woke up not to luxury, not to indulgence—but to horror.

The scene before him was beyond comprehension.

The air was thick with an overwhelming aura, pressing down on him like an inescapable nightmare. He could barely breathe. His eyes darted around, desperate to make sense of his surroundings—until they landed on her.

His sister.

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She sat comfortably in Ethan's lap, her face flushed deep red as her lips met his in a passionate kiss. Her ears and neck were tinged with color, her entire being completely immersed in the moment.

Leon's breath hitched.

No.

No, this couldn't be happening.

This was not how things were supposed to be. Lisa was supposed to be discrete, a hidden overseer for the outing. She was supposed to be untouchable, beyond reach, beyond corruption.

And yet here she was, in the arms of the one person he despised most.

A burning rage surged through him.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE JUST DONE?!"

His voice cracked with fury, madness twisting his expression into something deranged. His voice was a mix of anger, glee, and insanity— the ravings of a true psychopath.

"I SWEAR, DAD WILL FINALLY SELL YOU OFF TO MR. YEBOW AS A CONCUBINE! YOU FUCKING WHORE!"

Lisa flinched at his words.

For the briefest moment, her expression faltered into fear—but then, just as quickly, it shifted.

Fear became determination.

Determination became relief.

A gentle hand stroked her hair, and she leaned into it, finding comfort and assurance in Ethan's touch.

A voice echoed in Leon's mind—one that he dreaded.

'So... you're finally awake.'

The voice was calm. Amused. Mocking.

But it wasn't just in his head.

No.

Leon heard it everywhere.

A voice that surrounded him. A voice that ruled this space.

Leon's blood ran cold. He knew that voice.

"ETHAN SMITH! YOU BITCH! HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?!"

'Still arrogant and idiotic, even when you're in chains...'

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! YOU'RE JUST A COMMONER! A FREAK WITH SOME LOOKS AND POWER! I CAN SENTENCE YOU TO DEATH!"

Ethan chuckled.

'How?'

Leon blinked. "What?"

'How do you plan to sentence me to death?'

"It's simple! POWER AND AUTHORITY SPEAK LOUDER THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THIS WORLD! AND I HAVE BOTH! SOMETHING YOU WILL NEVER HAVE, SCUM!"

Ethan laughed. It was cold. Mocking.

'Oh, Leon... how pathetic you've become.'

"FUCK YOU!"

'Sorry, not interested. You're not my type.'

Leon gritted his teeth so hard they nearly cracked.

"YOU—"

'Tell me, Leon... if you're from such a powerful family, even a subordinate family, then you should know who your real masters are... right?'

Leon's mind raced.

His body stiffened. An ugly feeling crept up his spine.

"...You can't be... No... No, no, no—this CAN'T be true."

'You should have thought twice before making me your enemy.'

Ethan's voice was cold. Absolute. Final.

'Oh, and by the way... your beautiful sister? She's mine now. Body. Soul. Heart. Your opinions? Not invited.'

Leon's vision blurred.

His heart pounded in his chest. "What...?"

'And soon, your mother will be mine too.'

"No...!"

'After that, I'll wipe that disgusting family of yours off the map. But don't worry—I think I'll keep the women. A family ruled by women sounds much more... ideal. What do you think, babe?'

Ethan turned to Lisa with a faint, loving smirk.

Lisa smiled back.

Leon's world shattered.

"YOU FUCKER! YOU CAN'T—YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I WON'T ALLOW—"

Ethan's golden eyes turned cold.

"Keep quiet. You're making noise."

The moment the words left his lips—

Leon was crushed.

A force slammed him to the ground, shoving his face into the dirt. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't move, he couldn't even scream.

His body refused to obey him.

The students watching felt a mix of emotions—but relief and joy were the strongest. They had suffered under Leon's tyranny for too long. Watching him eat dust was nothing short of poetic justice.

Ethan stretched lazily. 'Now, where were we?'

A soft, feminine voice answered from nowhere, echoing through the surroundings.

"Master, it is possible for you to teleport everyone back to Anbord."

The choker-like tattoo on his neck pulsed with a silvery-blue glow.

Ethan's eyes gleamed. 'By everyone... you mean, everyone?'

"Yes, Master. Every student scattered across the Labyrinth Grove. But first, you will need to set up coordinates and marks."

'Will it be difficult?'

"For others? Yes. For you? No. You can easily accomplish this five times over without breaking a sweat. The Labyrinth Grove is not as vast as it appears."

Ethan smirked. 'I see... return now. I'll wait for everyone to prepare. I'm sure they understood my message loud and clear.'

"Understood, Master. I will return soon."