After Signing In For 50 Years, I Became A Blood Clan Boss

[Chapter 18]: Nikolai failed miserably, Carstein is back!

After getting rid of the annoying Earl Marston, Fang Qingyan returned to the castle and cleaned up the battlefield.

Give a knife to those who are not dead yet.

Kill them all, leave no one alive!

On the way back, he cleaned up all the clues.

After making sure that everyone who knew about this matter was physically "sealed up", Fang Qingyan returned to Kasteinburg in a dashing manner.

No one knew that he did this.

...

The movement caused by Fort Marston is not small.

Many people in the ancestral land of the blood clan were disturbed, and in the moonlit night, strong men flew to check the situation.

When they saw the body of Earl Marston and the castle buried in the fire, everyone was shocked and speechless...

The heir of the Marquis of Bruch was killed by the mysterious man!

This is such a high-ranking royal aristocrat!

For a time, some people were angry, and some people were hilarious.

The blood clans who usually dislike Earl Marston secretly open red wine to celebrate.

But there are also major forces that immediately launched an investigation.

...

Time flies to the next day.

Castle Castle.

Fang Qingyan and the few surviving servants have cleaned the bodies and the battlefield.

The garden and house are being repaired at the moment.

"Hey, have you heard that the castle of Earl Marston was destroyed last night."

"I received the news. It is said that not a single living person has been left, which is really pleasing!"

"Old Steward Albert has a spirit in heaven and can rest in peace."

"You said, could it be that the mysterious powerhouse who saved us did it yesterday?"

...

Fang Qingyan's ears moved, he stopped the tool in his hand, turned around and said to them: "Shut up, don't mention this matter again, if you don't want to cause trouble, you don't know what to do."

"Why?" Someone asked in confusion.

Fang Qingyan said solemnly: "Think about it, Marston's personal guards were destroyed by mysterious powerhouses in our place, and then the castle of Earl Marston was bloodbathed. If outsiders knew, we Castan Inburg must be the number one suspect, do you want to be approached again?"

When several servants heard the words, they all shivered, their faces turned pale, and their eyes were frightened.

I remembered the scene when I was chased and chopped by Marston's Guards yesterday.

For a while, they all nodded like chickens pecking at rice—

"Okay, none of us are allowed to say it."

"I can't reveal a word about that mysterious powerhouse who saved us!"

"When the Count comes back, let him decide. Before that, I don't want to get involved in any more trouble."

"Edward is so smart!"

...

Fang Qingyan's expression was calm, and he continued his work.

There were originally about twenty guards, servants, servants, and butlers in Castle Castle, but now there are only two or three kittens left.

Albert's old butler is gone, and no one is in charge of many affairs in the castle, and no one has assigned them work.

Everyone didn't know what to do, and everyone was worried.

Fang Qingyan was quite calm.

After cleaning up the garden and study as usual, he touched the bedroom of Count Carstein very skillfully, lifted the lid of the coffin and lay in.

rip-

Fang Qingyan took out a bag of human blood, tore the seal, and gulped it down.

After filling his stomach, he closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation. The vast power of qi and blood in his body slowly rhythmically moved.

He started to practice.

...

The white horse is over.

In a flash, three months passed.

After reaching the Earl realm, the speed of the increase of qi and blood suddenly slowed down.

Fang Qingyan meditated and practiced day after day, repeatedly condensing the power of qi and blood.

It took three months to barely reach the pinnacle of Earl from the beginning.

If it wasn't for the fact that he occasionally signed in to get the blood essence, it would have taken seven or eight years.

click-

The coffin lid was lifted.

Fang Qingyan sat up with his upper body.

After checking his physical condition, a smile appeared on his face.

"Finally, the blood has been raised to the peak of the earl, and there is no need to practice for a long time."

In his body at the moment, the power of qi and blood is extremely surging, and destructive power is dormant under his white skin.

It won't be of any use if you continue to practice.

The strength of the vampire is improved. Meditation and cultivation can only polish the power of qi and blood, and realize the quantitative change from the initial stage to the peak.

But if you want to achieve the "qualitative change" of this life level breakthrough in the big realm, you can only rely on the blood of high-level blood races.

Fang Qingyan glanced at his backpack.

There were already six drops of Marquis blood in it.

But it's not enough. His foundation is too solid. If he wants to break through to the marquis, he needs at least twenty drops of the blood of the marquis!

"It would be great if I had the Duke's blood. A drop of the Duke's blood would be enough for me to break through."

Fang Qingyan thought to himself.

But then he shook his head.

There are only a few Duke-level old monsters in the entire blood clan, and they have all been in seclusion for thousands of years.

"Let's sign it honestly."

...

A few more weeks passed.

On this day, Fang Qingyan finished cleaning the garden as usual.

Then I heard surprising news.

The armies of the kingdom of Nikara were defeated by Maicheng, and the orcs of Azeroth once again occupied the mountains of Draenor.

The army of orcs drove straight in, entered the territory of the blood clan, destroyed the city and pulled out the village, and conquered 35 cities in one night.

The coffin board of the ancestors of the blood clan did not hold down directly!

Duke Vlad, who had been in seclusion for 1,400 years, climbed out of the coffin and turned the tide. Only then did the orc army stop the attack...

But Azeroth's orc army still did not retreat, still brewing the next round of attack.

To put it simply, the blood race has never done a ferocious orc.

The Kingdom of Nikara has suffered a defeat!

For a time, a gloomy cloud filled the sky above the city of Lahmia, and even the moonlight seemed to dim a lot.

...

A few days later.

Count Carstein has returned from the front.

Lord Earl was pushed back in a wheelchair...*

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