Bam, bam, bam!

Vincent's entire body trembled violently, and he spewed out another mouthful of blood.

What the hell is happening?

As if seeing through his thoughts, the artificial intelligence of his family heirloom relayed a line of information to his slowly numbing mind. [The crimson one is relentlessly attacking the walls of the boundary, trying to open a crack in it.]

Did he relax too early? From the looks of it, he indeed did. The crimson one had remained sealed for more than a decade, so of course, he would do everything to stay free. And now, he was trying to break out of the seal using attacks so ferocious that they nearly gave Vincent a heart attack.

What a president bastard; Vincent cursed under his breath and tried to stand up. However, he failed to do so. His limbs gave up on him, showing him that he had taken a step beyond the brink of collapse.

A thin line appeared between his brows as Vincent frowned. He couldn't feel his legs, and he didn't have any strength to fight anyone or anything. He was not only tired to the core, but also exhausted and crippled.

But could he do anything to keep the crimson one from coming out from behind the nine seals?

He had just thought of that when another notification popped up in his mind.

[The tenth doesn't need to worry about the crimson one as he will remain sealed no matter how hard he tries to escape. The nine seals are energetically enforcing the boundary walls, making it impossible for the crimson one to escape. Soon, the seal will strengthen, and you won't be able to feel his struggle.]

The frown on Vincent's face eased up.

The banging sound of the crimson one crashing into a wall sounded in his mind several more times, but eventually, they came to a stop. Just like Blood said, he wasn't able to feel the crimson one's resistance. Maybe he had fallen into a slumber, or perhaps he had stopped trying to force his way out of the seal as he knew that he would fail now that the boundary had gotten strengthened by the nine seals.

Whatever it was, it was good to know that nothing threatening would be coming for his life.

Now that he was free of all dangers, he breathed a sigh of relief. Relaxation had just kicked in when a wave of pain dropped a bottle of cold water on top of Vincent's head. From head to toe, wounds covered his body. Not only did he have a few broken bones here and there, but he had also lost his arm. Moreover, there were several skin wounds on his body caused by the adverse effect of the crimson one's hell's paradise.

"Heal me."

Vincent urged the healing force to make a rotation throughout his body.

Moving according to his will, the healing force inside of his body started to heal him. It started from his bones, mending those that needed it and healing the cracks in those that were threatening to snap. Then, it moved towards his right shoulder, intending to help Vincent grow a new limb. Vincent felt something warming up his right shoulder, and he looked towards it. He saw a few wisps of Billy white energy swirling around his shoulder.

"What is this?

[The Healing Force had started to recreate your limb.]

To his surprise, a new bump of flesh started to protrude out of his shoulder, trying to shape into a hand. However, it had only recreated his arm before suddenly coming come to a halt.

Vincent's eyebrows raised, and he realized that there wasn't enough healing force left in his boy to grow out a complete arm.

"I will create another peak-grade healing scroll after returning to the academy."

Although Vincent was sad and a bit troubled after knowing that he would've to live without an arm for a while, he wasn't going to sulk his days away. Moreover, he already knew that he would help himself re-grow his limb, so there was no tension haunting him.

There was a bit of healing force left in his body, and he urged to heal his superficial wounds, such as the cut of his skin that we're shallow and not too deep. However, they were bleeding nonetheless, making him lose blood, albeit a minimal amount. Though it didn't matter how little it was, Vincent wanted it to heal. The healing force went towards the cut and tried to heal them. The moment Vincent's skin closed up, cuts once again appeared in the same place.

"What? How is this possible?" Vincent's eyes widened in shock? Of course, he was taken aback by what just happened as it Barely made sense. He wasn't in the crimson one's hell's paradise, so why was he getting cuts on his body?

[The wounds afflicted on your body by the hell's paradise can't get healed by standard means. You either need to become the owner of the hell's paradise or kill the current owner, the crimson one. Otherwise, you will not be able to heal the cuts. Your best option right now is to seal them.]

Vincent's eyes narrowed, showing that he was a little bit desperate but more aggravated by the crimson one. Although he wasn't here, he still left a permanent wound on his body that would undoubtedly keep on reminding Vincent of the crimson one.

"Sigh."

Unable to heal the cuts, Vincent solidified his blood around the cut-shaped wounds, effectively stopping blood from leaking out.

"The crimson one! Don't let me meet that asshole again, or the first thing I would do will be smashing his face."

Vincent had never met a person as insidious as the crimson one, and he could only define him as an asshole that sucks blood and gnaws on a man's flesh, just like the creatures of hell.

[Innate racial trait:- Full Control (sealed)]

While he was cursing the crimson one, Blood started to seal his newly gained power in the ninth seal.