I seem to be an evil god

Become stronger?

"Hehehehe, young man, have you heard of Blood Song?"

Before Liu Dao could mention the potion, Vlad took over the conversation.

"My friend, listen to me. The Blood Song Sect is a great religion in the world. When you join the religion, you will receive three packages of blood transformation, which are guaranteed to make a qualitative leap in your strength. Moreover, there are many benefits to transforming into a blood clan. Your lifespan, strength, and appearance are all ours. Business Scope."

Vlad talked so eloquently that even Liu Dao was confused by him.

After a while, Vlad stopped and smiled disdainfully at the confused Liu Dao.

"Stop wasting my time. Even if I'm being chased by that stupid wolf, I won't make a deal with you."

Liu Dao smiled helplessly, thinking that he was a cult sacrifice.

"Sir Vlad, seeing how skilled you are, have you been traded a lot in the past?"

"Of course, do I have to tell you that among the legends who attended the party, none of them have any knowledge of cults?"

Vlad smiled disdainfully, "In front of you now is the legendary priest of the Blood God Cult, the legendary Pope of the Blood Worship Association, the hermit of the Scarlet Cultivation Order, and the ancient leader of the Knights of the Blood God. How about you guys, are you interested? Join us?"

Liu Dao smiled and immediately asked: "Then how do you preach at the gathering?"

"Gatherings, there are more ways to preach than just gatherings, in the mountains, in the woods, in the vast sea, as long as you are willing, I..."

As he spoke, Vlad stopped. He looked at Liu Dao silently and thought of a question.

In gatherings, preaching is prohibited by default. Normally, the high priests of cults can only play around. If they show off even slightly, they will be severely suppressed by the host, let alone use the power of the host to open a closed bridge.

But now, in front of him, Ulamog, who was suspected of being a cultist, had the tacit approval of the host, and he was preaching almost without any scruples. The master did not punish him, but opened the door to facilitate him.

"It seems that Lord Vlad has figured it out."

Liu Dao smiled lightly. Just like what he had experienced last time, preaching should not be allowed at the party. Now the Mountain Titan's tolerant attitude towards him is enough to prove his extraordinaryness.

Seeing Vlad's suddenly enlightened expression, Liu Dao smiled secretly in his heart. There were some things that he couldn't say on his own. He had to highlight them from the side in order to realize his own extraordinaryness.

"So, you can really help me."

Liu Dao nodded, "Of course."

"That's great!"

Vlad grabbed Liu Dao's wrist excitedly, "What do you want? As long as I have it, everything can be exchanged."

"No hurry, Lord Vlad. Before that, I would like to know if you have any specific requests?"

Liu Dao smiled. In order for this sale to go smoothly, he made a lot of preparations before setting off.

Since discovering that he could control the explosion of blood, Liu Dao has developed many new solutions. Some professionals really do not have any blood of high-level creatures in their bodies. Faced with this situation, blood potions will transform them into something similar to deep-seated blood. Although the strength of the Submarine's Familia form has improved, its appearance is really not good-looking.

Faced with this shortcoming, Liu Dao thought for a long time and found a solution:

Since the drinker does not have a high-level bloodline in his body, he can add one to him by himself.

Combining this plan, Liu Dao created a mutant potion - a professional customized version. In the customized version, he added several relatively cheap high-level bloodlines on the market. Although he spent a lot of gold coins, compared with the results, these efforts Still worth it.

At this gathering, Liu Dao brought a batch of potions specially customized for these legendary alien species, including the ancient era Star Swallowing Wolf King, the secret clan Cain, the Death Dragon Azte, and the Silent Worm Zuna. Ergega.

Although what Liu Dao was selling was definitely not the original bloodline, according to the vendor who sold him the blood, the blood was definitely related to those ancient gods. Looking at it this way, he, Gaia, was not lying, and something really went wrong. The vendor is to blame.

"Specific requirements?"

What Liu Dao didn't expect was that Vlad was very strange when faced with his question.

"I have no other requirements. As long as I guarantee my seat at the party, everything will be easy."

"This," Liu Dao was stunned, "you have to figure out the issue of seats yourself, and I can't guarantee it."

Liu Dao was a little hesitant. He didn't intend to sell these potions only to Vlad. If Karnstein needed to buy them, he would definitely sell them.

"What? You can't guarantee my seat, so what's there to talk about!"

Vlad scolded angrily, and the expression on his face became uncertain, "You're not here to joke with me, are you? Or are you saying that you haven't given up on the idea of ​​preaching?"

"It's not preaching." Liu Dao shook his head helplessly, "Vlad, don't extrapolate my thoughts without authorization. I just provide you with an opportunity to improve your strength. Whether you can take it and whether you are willing to take it is your own problem. "

"What! Improve your strength! Don't you have a good relationship with the host?"

Liu Dao was completely helpless. He had talked so much about his feelings, and in the end Vlad still wanted to achieve his goal by begging the host.

At this point, Liu Dao became impatient, "Vlad, there's nothing more to say. I have a potion in my hand that can effectively improve your strength. You decide whether you need it or not. If you need to, continue talking. You don't need this." The transaction is over.”

Vlad's expression changed, and all the frustration and sadness disappeared from his face. Through previous exchanges with Liu Dao, he determined that this was not a cult priest, but rather a crappy businessman, a bit like someone who has been researching for many years and occasionally selling the results. Alchemist.

That's right, as a middle-aged vampire, he might not be able to tell what Liu Dao wanted to say when he fell to the ground. Those misunderstandings and entanglements just now were just tests and disguises by this old guy.

Vlad knew how miserable his current situation was. The one who helped him in this situation must be a cult or some shady forces. When dealing with such forces, disguise is essential.

But today's situation seemed slightly different. Vlad looked at Liu Dao, who had an indifferent expression. It seemed that Ulamog was really just a pharmacist with resources, not one of those evil priests.

Vlad's expression changed, Liu Dao looked at him, his face gradually became cold.

"Your Excellency, our transaction is over."

"etc!"

Vlad shouted, "Sir Ulamog, don't worry, let's talk later."

The stone wall surrounding Liu Dao and the two shook for a while. It seemed that someone outside was dissatisfied with them for talking to them for so long.

Liu Dao looked at Vlad, who smiled coquettishly, "Mr. Ulamog, you said before that I can make requests, what exactly do you mean?"

Liu Dao looked at him deeply and took out three bottles of medicine from his arms.

"Blood, moon, beast, which one do you want?"