Fantasy World Transmigration

Evelyn looked in horror at the blood races that showed their original shape. They bared their fangs and stretched their bat wings behind their backs. The power of the curse surrounded them, penetrated into their essence, merged with the darkness, and increased their strength. And the blood of those ordinary people replenished the energy they needed, and a blood feast was unfolding.

O'Connor and Evelyn were fortunate enough to receive special care. The four blood barons guarding them did not allow other bloods to harm them.

Jonathan said tremblingly, "I finally know what the Eyes of Horus are!"

O'Connor was shocked: "They are a group of monsters, and they are a group of monsters who rule Cairo."

The blood race polluted the two gods with blasphemous blood. The jackal head of the god of death and the falcon head of the god of Ra were covered with blood. Chen Ang communicated with the two gods and even more gods with the Sun Golden Sutra, and kept talking. The curse of blasphemous words emerged, and Anubis's huge anger made the entire capital of the dead tremble. He cast down a curse, which was deeply engraved on Hong Fan, who was responsible for the blame.

Immediately afterwards, the sun god Ra and Horus, and the god of the underworld Osiris also cast a curse.

Surrounding Hong Fan, Chen Ang watched the gods and pharaohs curse him viciously, and watched the powerful dark force completely submerge him. The heart in Chen Ang's hand maintained Hong Fan's only vitality and soul. Chen Ang kept Most of Hong Fan's self was destroyed, leaving the remaining empty existence to the gods and pharaohs, using the power of the curse to change his essential existence.

This kind of guidance is tens of thousands of times more difficult than walking a tightrope. Chen Ang carefully controls this huge power. Compared with the fully guided Hamna Tower's three thousand years of curse, the two scriptures are like insignificant feathers, but Chen Ang Ang still relied on his own knowledge and wisdom to put the ritual on the right track and steal the power of these curses.

He recited:

"The sun curses you, you will never walk in the sun, otherwise you will be burned like a fire."

"Death curses you, you will be awake forever and will not sleep peacefully, you will have no dreams, no sleep, deep sleep is a curse for you to wake up."

"The god of the underworld curses you, you will be rejected from the underworld forever, your soul will have nowhere to go, and will wander in the world forever, without end or death!"

"Life curses you. Drinking clear springs is like rotten water, eating delicious food is like rotten soil. Except for blood, everything is like rotten food to you."

"You will feed on blood, you will live in darkness, you will never die, you will be tortured forever, even if your soul is gone, your shadow will cry in the void all day long, you have no shadow, no body temperature, and your heart will not beat, you are rejected The dead, the abandoned souls, you are blood!"

With the end of the curse,

The will of the gods left here, and the huge curse power of the capital of the dead poured into Hong Fan's body. His fangs stretched out, and the huge blood-colored bat wings on his back unfolded loudly. The huge dark power flowed on him, and his nails Like sharp claws, his pupils were extremely blood red. He casually grabbed the spear of judgment beside him and pierced through the god of death and the statue of the sun god. Blood flowed from the statue, but Hong Fan stepped forward to drink.

As his strength skyrocketed, the heart in Chen Ang's hand was also like a purple-red crystal in shock.

Chen Ang pressed this well-prepared heart into Hong Fan's chest, and the strength of the No. 1 Blood Race Experimental Body stepped into the rank of Earl, stepping into the ranks of masters in the main god's space, and skyrocketed The strength made Hong Fan almost unable to control himself, and the pain imprinted on him by the curse tortured him every moment.

The bloodthirsty impulse almost made him desperate, but seeing Chen Ang's interested eyes and the fear welling up from the depths of his soul made Hong Fan wake up again.

This made him almost speechless: "Even after being promoted to Earl and becoming a powerful blood god comparable to Dracula, I am still so afraid of Dr. Chen. How deep is the shadow in my heart? Demons are all afraid of him!"

But what he didn't know was that Chen Ang was also curious this time: "I was planning to take him down when he got carried away, and do some excessive experiments. He didn't fall for the trick twice? Could it be, this is a small animal Intuition? By the way, bats are also small animals!"

With the improvement of Hong Fan's bloodline origin, his descendants have also been strengthened, and the curse power permeating the capital of the dead has also benefited them a lot. Nearly a hundred people have been promoted to Baron, with the lowest title, and several veterans The baron stepped directly into the ranks of the viscount, and the strength in Chen Ang's hands swelled in an instant.

And those ordinary people who were drained of blood during the blood banquet, after this large-scale ceremony, also instilled a lot of blood energy into Chuyong, and became the next level of blood clan. Thousands of people in the entire camp, Except for the few people that Chen Ang deliberately left behind, all the others were transformed into blood clans whose strength surpassed that of fully armed elite special forces at least.

And Terence, who was specially taken care of by Chen Ang with a curse force, even improved his magic skills to a level not inferior to Imerton, and became a strange existence closer to the cursed blood than Hong Fan.

Chen Ang looked at Hamna Tower whose curse power accumulated for thousands of years was exhausted, and could not help but sigh regretfully: "Hamna Tower, this big battery, has been drained like this. I want to do some more special experiments What about it?" That's what he said, but with this experiment of atavism and reconstruction of the blood race, Chen Ang grasped the essence of cursing the blood race.

From now on, he can be said to know the blood race like the palm of his hand, life and death are at his fingertips.

Go to any world, Chen Ang is sure to recreate this kind of strange life, it can be said that he has insight into their original existence and soul code.

This is his biggest achievement this time. He has made great progress in the schools of Necromancy, Summoning, Transfiguration, Conjuration, and Enchanting. He has also gained a lot in biology, genetics, and virology. This can be seen from the fact that Chen Ang adjusted the blood race virus so that the newly transformed blood race can walk in the sun, but it is still in a weak state.

In addition to the city of the dead that was scheduled to be included in his pocket, Chen Ang can be said to have gained a lot this time. The only bad news is that Imerton broke free from the shackles and ran away when he was climaxing with the power of the curse. Imerton ran away before draining the battery. Although it was all planned by Chen Ang, it still didn't stop him from feeling sorry.

What a comrade Imerton was!

His selfless devotion, Chen Ang took the lead in the experiment, dedicated his three thousand years of precious strength to the completion of the curse ceremony and the formation of the mummy army. He has made a great contribution to his great cause, such a good comrade who sacrifices himself for others and is willing to contribute, just left! Can Chen Ang not feel sorry for it?

No pity for anyone, he just has no conscience!