Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat - Chapter 649

649: The Sea King”™s Echo 649: The Sea King”™s Echo After the Merfolk Third Princess left, Ethan and his companions remained in the lavish palace, waiting.

Time stretched on.

No one came.

The silence grew heavier with each passing moment, and Ethan, after pacing the marble floor several times, began to lose patience.

What is the meaning of this?

He was just about to walk toward the door the princess had used when a colossal wave of power surged through the entire hall.

Buzz… Every gem embedded in the walls flared to life, flooding the palace with dazzling light.

The aura that filled the air was immense-vast and overwhelming, like the sea itself.

Ethan froze.

So did everyone else.

This power felt neither human nor entirely alive, yet it pulsed with a force that made his skin crawl.

A suffocating pressure descended, cold and immense, carrying with it the instinctive dread of death.

Then, a brilliant blue light burst from Dragon Child.

A translucent, serpentine dragon coiled around her, rising upward in a spiral.

Waves of blue energy rippled outward from her body, colliding with-no, merging into-the oppressive aura that filled the palace.

The draconic phantom hung suspended behind her, shimmering faintly.

Dragon Child looked stunned.

“It’s the power of the Ocean…” she murmured.

Swoosh- A golden light flashed, and dozens of figures materialized throughout the hall-Merfolk, small and radiant, their bodies shimmering like sunlight on water.

“Ocean power?” Ethan muttered under his breath.

At the center of the group floated a fist-sized golden Merfolk, surrounded by attendants.

His bearing alone made his identity clear: this was the master of the palace.

“Why do you use the power of the Ocean to pressure us?” Ethan demanded, his voice low but edged.

“What is your intent?” Before he could take another step, Dragon Child moved past him.

Her voice rang out, steady and resonant, carrying a strange echo.

The phantom behind her seemed to roar in unison-a dragon’s cry woven into her words.

If she hadn’t spoken first, Ethan would have confronted them himself.

The sudden outburst of energy had nearly triggered his Quintessence Bone-for an instant, a faint, multicolored light had flickered across his skin before Dragon Child’s blue aura smothered it.

He knew that ability never activated unless his life was truly in danger.

The weight of that pressure had been real.

It had felt like being dragged to the ocean floor, crushed under a depth that no human could survive.

The Merfolk stared, speechless.

Panic flickered in their eyes as they looked from Dragon Child to the phantom looming behind her.

The golden Merfolk King hesitated, then finally spoke, his tone cautious and reverent.

“Honored guest, why do you possess the power of the Ocean-and the Sea King’s Soul Blessing?” He even inclined his head slightly, a gesture of respect that left both Ethan and Dragon Child momentarily stunned.

“The Sea King’s power?” Dragon Child repeated, frowning as she turned to glance at the phantom.

“You mean this is the Sea King’s Soul Blessing?” “Yes!” the Merfolk King replied, his expression tightening.

“You truly don’t know that this is the Sea King’s power?” Dragon Child let out a short, incredulous laugh.

“Heh, this is my own power.” Ethan’s mind stirred.

‘So this is her moment to shine, huh?’ “Impossible,” the Merfolk King said sharply, his voice rising.

“Even if the Sea King were to reincarnate, he could never become human!” “A human?

Who told you I was human?” Dragon Child shot back, her eyes narrowing.

The golden Merfolk King stiffened.

“If you are not human, that is even more impossible.

On this earth, no magical beast can completely transform into a human form and shed all traces of its origin-not even the revered Sea King himself!” His tiny face was a mixture of disbelief and awe.

Ethan recalled the Wyrm Tribe he had met before.

They could assume human-like shapes, but never perfectly-there were always remnants of their true nature.

A horn here, a patch of scales there.

Even the self-proclaimed Dragon of Consumption, who appeared as a black-robed man, still bore three horns and streaks of scales across his face.

Yet Dragon Child’s transformation was flawless.

She looked completely human-breathtakingly so.

No wonder the Merfolk hadn’t recognized her for what she was.

She hadn’t shown her true form since arriving here.

“Heh.

Then let me show you…” Dragon Child said, a faint sneer curving her lips.

Roar!

A thunderous dragon’s cry shook the palace.

Her body rose into the air, spinning once as the phantom dragon behind her merged into her being.

In the next instant, a vast, serpentine form filled the grand hall-a blue dragon a hundred meters long, her scales gleaming like polished sapphires.

“Little one…” Her voice rumbled like the depths of the sea, each word vibrating through the floor.

“Tell me, why did you use the power of the Ocean to suppress us?” The sound wasn’t merely heard-it was felt.

The resonance of her voice alone created a hurricane that swept through the palace, sending waves rippling across the walls and knocking several Merfolk off balance.

“T-this…” The Merfolk stared in utter shock.

Even the Third Princess trembled, her expression frozen between awe and terror.

“Sea King… have mercy…” the Merfolk King stammered, his tiny golden body bowing low.

The rest of the Merfolk immediately followed suit, falling to the ground in a collective act of reverence, foreheads pressed to the floor.

Then, the great Blue Dragon shimmered and dissolved, collapsing into a stream of light that reformed into Dragon Child’s human body.

She landed lightly, brushing an imaginary speck of dust from her sleeve, and gave Ethan a mischievous wink.

Ethan blinked, then smirked.

‘She’s at it again.’ He gave her a subtle thumbs-up.

Dragon Child caught it and rolled her eyes, shooting him a playful glare that carried a flash of charm sharp enough to make Ethan’s heart skip.

He quickly looked away, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

“Alright, rise,” Dragon Child said finally.

Her voice was calm but carried unmistakable authority.

The Merfolk obeyed instantly.

Even the Merfolk King looked deferential, his movements careful and restrained.

“Now,” Dragon Child continued, crossing her arms, “you still haven’t answered my question.

Why did you use the power of the Ocean just now?” Ethan sighed inwardly.

Once Dragon Child locked onto something, she wouldn’t let it go until she got her answer.

“Respected Sea King… please, look at this,” the Merfolk King said humbly, gesturing toward something unseen.

Ethan watched the exchange, curiosity flickering behind his eyes.

The Sea King… The King of the Sea?

Or perhaps… the Dragon King of the Eastern Seas?

Whatever the truth was, one thing was clear to him now.

The Sea King-and the power within Dragon Child, were both tied, unmistakably, to dragons.