And now Gehrman is walking on the path to the glory he pursues, using a great victory sweeping across the Ligurian Peninsula to pay tribute to his ancestors.
He longs to become the second King of Bone Biting, and indeed, he has already completed the first step of this grand achievement.
Huggesen withdrew his gaze and looked towards the sky, which was what The Master of Hunting truly wanted him to see. In places beyond mortal notice, streaks of blood-red light were continuously pouring from the battlefield below into the sky, greedily devoured by an invisible entity.
Each slaughter by the Wolf People, every battle dominated by them, and each drop of blood spilled because of them would produce such blood-colored dots of light.
These are nutrients!
They are the nourishment for The Master of Hunting's growth and birth; with every chaotic breath, the Giant Spirit's visage becomes more real.
He is powerful, without a doubt.
