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Voltis, who was sent to this world by his master to investigate the situation, had a meal on the way and created a blood emperor whose strength reached the world manager level. This blood emperor was also confused when he first became the blood emperor.

He can only rely on his own instinct to suck the blood of others, and at the same time, he also created some vampires.

The strength of these vampires is not weak, and they have reached around level 9 to 10. Then a very small number of the guys who were sucked by them have become vampires, and their strength is about level 6 to 7. Vampires have also created specialized

The blood slaves who provided them with blood, and the corpses of creatures stained by the blood of the blood slaves naturally turned into the puppets that Five Rabbits and the others had encountered.

It can be said that the troll puppet that can destroy the city that Five Rabbits easily solved is just the weakest monster. It is only slightly larger in size at best, and its strength is far inferior to that of the real vampires.

And even if they are real vampires, they are just rubbish that Voltis created at will to satisfy his appetite. At most, he may come to see if this world is worth being cultivated by them in the future. Others

He won't care too much. After all, he has a mission now and won't waste too much time dealing with such unimportant things.

At this moment, Voltis has arrived at his true destination—the world of Pinocchio that has been completely transformed by magic!

As soon as he came to this world, Voltis felt the rejection of the world consciousness, but he just clapped his hands slightly, and this meager world consciousness was blocked by him.

"It's just world consciousness, not even the most basic way of heaven. It seems that this world is indeed very worthy of cultivation by the master."

Waltis analyzed disdainfully.

"It seems like it's a source space, not even the universe. It's really weak! Doing it myself would be detrimental to my dignity as a blood ancestor, but after all, it's the master's order, so I'd better check around to see if there is a world manager.

!”

Even if it is the source space, it can be regarded as a world. Moreover, this world even has the original form of the way of heaven - world consciousness, and most of the world managers also have it.

Although some world managers are weak, they have world bonuses after all. It will be very troublesome if they run away, especially those who have joined some associations that transcend time and space. It will not be good then.

Done.

After a while, Voltis used his spiritual consciousness to detect the location of the world manager of this world, and also learned about her specific strength.

Voltis smiled slightly: "I didn't expect it to be so weak. It would be more comfortable to simply kill the world manager. Such a weak world manager is simply an insult to the huge and rich destiny of this world."

Although Voltis is curious as to why this world has such great luck despite not even having the origin of the world, this is not a bad thing for him.

Luck is actually very confusing, because it itself basically has no great impact on the origin of the world, and it has no substantial effect on the advancement of the world.

But its only benefit is that it can improve the talent and luck of the Children of the World. When the world officially cultivates the Children of the World in the future, the strength of the Children of the World will be several times what it would be without luck. By then, the strength of the Children of the World will be

The combat effectiveness system will also receive a qualitative leap, and then the world's origin will also receive a certain increase.

If a guy other than the Son of the World has received huge luck, then this guy is either the final boss or the world manager of this world, or simply the incarnation of the heavenly law of this world or a creature attached to the world consciousness and the world consciousness.

itself.

Voltis has checked the world consciousness just now, and the luck in it is so weak that it is not as good as the NPCs in the ordinary world, but this world has huge luck, indicating that the source of the luck is the son of the world or him at this moment

Looking for a world manager.

He hasn't discovered the Son of the World yet. After all, it is the foundation of a world's promotion. It's normal that he can't find it for the time being. What's more, Voltis' target is not the Son of the World, but the world manager who poses a greater threat.

Feeling the powerful aura that was incompatible with other existences in this world, Voltis revealed his sharp fangs.

"Found it..."

A hand moved forward, and a space crack instantly appeared in front of his eyes. He didn't even pay attention to the chaotic space laws in it, and walked straight in.

…

As the manager of the world, the "fairy" with level 9 strength is currently drinking a green drink with unknown ingredients like a drunken madman, in which there are still some blue-white souls struggling and squirming.

"World consciousness! Why can I only be a thug! Why can't I, as the strongest person in this world, be the protagonist of this world! I... hiccup! I have traveled to this world for so long! In the end, you are just

You gave me some tasks that I don’t want to do at all! Hiccup! I don’t want to do it anymore!”

Taking off his golden wig, Roja took another sip of the green drink.

"System!" Roja ordered, "Give me another glass of 'soul drink'! I am really pissed off by world consciousness today!"

"Host, your soul value has reached the upper limit today. If you continue to drink like this, you will suffer from schizophrenia."

"You care!" Luo Ya slapped the table with a very dissatisfied expression, "Who told the world's consciousness to be so deceitful! And you want me, a big man, to play the role of a 'fairy'? And it's even more troublesome.

I'm going to create some trouble for the protagonist of this world! Damn it! In the end, I alone took the blame! Damn world consciousness!"

Crushing the glass in his hand, Roja told the truth with dissatisfaction: "If it weren't for the mandatory requirement of the world consciousness of this world, I would not mess with the real protagonist of this world! I want to interfere and preside over the world's response

There’s no way there’s any fairness or justice!”

"Seriously! I want to kill the world consciousness in this world!"

Roja clenched his hands. He had always acted justly and upright. Now he could only obey the instructions of the world consciousness and do things that he originally disdained and hated. It was like watching the old father of the protagonist of this world being beaten to death.

"Damn God! Why did you send me to this world!" Roja began to curse the God who sent him to this world. "This world is just a rotten fruit! It is completely hopeless.

!You actually sent me to this hopeless world!"

After hearing this, the system felt that it should send a message to clear up Zeus's name.

"Host, you must know that although this world is relatively... decadent, this nascent world consciousness is most easily replaced by others. The old master also sent you here so that you can take over and act as an agent in this decadent world."

"Think about it, when the time comes to truly cultivate the children of the world, the world consciousness will definitely be weakened by cultivating the children of the world. You will also have a better chance of killing this world consciousness and seizing the opportunity to take over, and then transform this disgusting world and make it become like the one in your heart.

So beautiful..."

"I'm not that kind of person!"

Roja scolded the system.

"Although I want to kill the world consciousness of this world, I don't want to manage this hopeless world. From now on, either the protagonist of this world will manage it, or you will manage it! Anyway, I will never manage it!"

"but……"

"Stop talking! I really just want to be a hero, not a leader. I don't think I have that kind of leadership talent, and I don't think my character can lead and change this world that has gone astray!"

Luo Ya collapsed on his comfortable big bed, and after lying on the bed with his skirt on, he turned off the chat function of the system and recalled his past...

I think I was just an otaku who dreamed of becoming a hero. My sister who had been taking care of me since childhood passed away in an accident a few years ago, so I was independent for several years when I was a child, until I finally graduated from college, found a job and was about to go to the company for an interview.

At that time, I accidentally followed in my sister's footsteps, and then...

"Found it~" A hoarse voice sounded from Luo Ya's ears, "I didn't expect it to be a soul from another world... It seems that this world is pretty good. I didn't come here in vain... I didn't keep it so rich in vain.

of blood."

"Who...ah!!!"

As soon as Roja turned around, he couldn't help but screamed with a nervous breakdown because he saw the most terrifying picture——

The outward-turned fangs showed a silver-white metallic luster, but there were countless scarlet and black dots on them. The black eyes full of terror were staring straight at him, as if he would be killed in the next second.

Devour yourself.

There seemed to be countless wriggling maggots on the blurry face. The disgusting maggots under the constantly wriggling face seemed about to break through the tough skin and rush to the face of Roja, who had fallen into indescribable madness.

The extremely rough skin is as pale and lifeless as a corpse. What is wrapped under the skin is rotten internal organs and blood vessels. Under the bright moonlight outside the window, some strange things can be vaguely detected in the dark veins.

Something is squirming, maybe it's maggots inside his body?

Pupils emitting black light stared directly at Roja. There seemed to be an unknown magic power in his eyes, driving Roja, who had completely lost consciousness, to suck and swallow the dark blood in his hand.

.

No matter how the system calls out to Roja's extremely weak consciousness, it is ultimately just a meaningless prayer under the control of the huge and magnificent spirit of Voltis, the Blood Ancestor.

The time traveler in front of me has completely absorbed his essence and blood at this moment, and has been completely transformed into a puppet with self-awareness, but can only be controlled by Voltis. He has become what he hates the most.

appearance……

"Haha...it's done!"

Looking at the "masterpiece" in front of him, Voltis smiled with satisfaction, and in an instant he disappeared into the world that he had completely controlled, leaving only one that was completely controlled by him.

The Blood Emperor, as well as countless vampires he created casually, had no consciousness of their own, and only knew how to wander around and drink blood...