I seem to be an evil god

At the last party, Liu Dao seized the opportunity and injected his own blood into Vlad. Although the vampire leader's strength increased dramatically, he was also controlled by Liu Dao.

At that time, due to lack of caution and means, Liu Dao did not try to control the vampire patriarch.

But just now, this matter changed.

The moment Vlad took off his coat, Liu Dao could no longer feel the blood from his body!

Although I don’t know how Vlad did it, it is obvious that the vampire legend removed Liu Dao’s gift and attached it to his coat.

The ancestral bloodline that was stimulated by the medicine has returned to its old state.

"The Vampires, the Vampires, are awesome."

Liu Dao laughed, and upon hearing his emotion, Vlad's face changed slightly.

Liu Dao didn't care if his words were heard. Vlad, who gave up his blood and returned to his ancestors, would not be stronger than the old mage.

"Come on, please show me your surprise."

Liu Dao leaned against the tree trunk with a casual attitude. Vlad's face darkened. The situation was not in line with his expectations.

In Vlad's expectation, the potion that Liu Dao traded must have a back-up, so he dared to step into his territory fearlessly. Now that he found that the potion was extracted, no matter how he calculated, he should be a little panicked.

Aren't you afraid of being robbed and killed by me?

Vlad was confused, and inevitably, his attitude was much more cautious.

Eight vampires were escorted on the platform. At this time, Liu Dao also saw that this was an altar that had been arranged in advance. The sacrificial array was hidden in the veins of the tree trunk. Although he did not know the species, this giant tree must be Good conductor.

Liu Dao silently unlocked the seal. If his guess was correct, the entire giant tree could be turned into a fighting machine if necessary. It would be foolish to keep the seal as a guest in the enemy's hometown.

Vlad no longer looked at Liu Dao, but muttered to himself in front of the magic circle. Liu Dao could not understand the prayers he was saying. Considering that there were no statues representing the worshipers at the scene, the language itself contained mystery. strength.

Of course, it is also possible that Vlad deliberately hid the statue in the trees and pretended that the sacrificial language was high-end.

As Vlad chanted, a red light lit up under the platform. The vampires responsible for escorting them immediately moved out of the way. The eight vampires controlled by them slowed down a step. The red light shone and they immediately lost their ability to move.

Liu Dao could see clearly from the sidelines that although it was a kind of light, it moved very slowly in the air, like mist spreading upward.

Under the red light, the eight vampires could not move. Vlad's chant became more and more urgent. In contrast, the blood of the eight vampires flowed backwards, gushing out from the vulnerable parts of their bodies, including the corners of their eyes, nostrils, mouth, and eardrums. There was more and more blood coming out, and Liu Dao's expression became increasingly serious.

The blood flowing out of the eight vampires' bodies has no energy, but what remains in the body becomes more and more noble.

Vampires are proud to return to their ancestors. The higher the rank and concentration of their bloodline, the higher their status in the vampire group.

Is this magic circle purifying blood?

Soon, Liu Dao denied his guess, because as the bloodline was purified step by step, the bodies of the vampires in the array gradually became dry and decayed.

In the end, the bodies of these vampires were completely transformed into bloodless and fragile tissues, which turned into powder and dissipated when blown by the wind.

At this time, the effect of this magic circle was also revealed. Where the eight vampires were, eight different parts remained in place.

A pair of arms, left and right legs, one claw, one eye, and two sets of gums.

These eight parts are all glowing with rich blood, the energy in them is restrained, and the bloodline is not obvious.

Vlad closed the magic circle, and eight of them automatically floated quietly in the air without any wind. Vlad laughed and stepped forward, directly stuffing the eight parts on his corresponding torso. When these eight parts met flesh and blood, It automatically merged into Vlad's body without any clues.

After absorbing the eight refined components, Vlad's aura surged, and his bloodline evolved from a high-level vampire, with a faint aura of a night devil.

Blood servants, vampires, high-level vampires, and night demons entered the legend with a master-level bloodline. Vlad can also be regarded as a genius.

Liu Dao's expression remained unchanged. Even if Vlad became the legendary Night Demon, he was no match for him, let alone such a borrowed half-hearted person.

"Hahaha, Ulamog, your potion is really good!"

Vlad laughed wildly and looked at Liu Dao, "How much did you bring this time? Let me see."

"Since you have no intention of trading, there is no need."

Liu Dao said lightly, Vlad sneered and stopped in front of Liu Dao.

"I told you to give me the potion, otherwise, don't blame me for talking too much at the next party."

"What do you want to say?"

"Hey, is there something wrong with the potion you sell? I knew how it could be so effective if it wasn't a potion with tricks."

Vlad moved his hands gently, and behind his back, the tree hole that entered the platform was closed, leaving no gaps.

"Now, hand over all the potions!"

Liu Dao smiled strangely, and he readily admitted to Vlad's question, "Yes, there is indeed something wrong with my potion.

But, are you happy too early? "

After saying this, Liu Dao's mind moved, and the parts absorbed by Vlad immediately rioted. Severe pain swept through Vlad's body. He wailed and closed his eyes, only to see a dozen small tentacles growing out from behind his eyeballs. Tentacles The tail is a mouth with sharp teeth that are constantly chewing.

Vlad would immediately put his fingers into his eyes, scratching his nails fiercely in the flesh, pulling out one after another of parasite-like tentacles.

"Stop pulling it out, it won't be finished."

Liu Dao said calmly to the side, knowing that Vlad had the means to clear the blood, Liu Dao waited until the blood flowed all over the opponent's body before taking action. These tentacles with sharp teeth were born in every trace of the opponent's flesh and blood, Vlad Immortal, the tentacles never stop.

Vlad didn't react at all to Liu Dao's reminder. He kept inserting two fingers into his eyes. Every time he moved, blood foam would come out of his fingertips.

Ten minutes later, Vlad stopped moving. He thought of other changes in himself and wanted to remove the parts that were pressed up, but found that all the strange objects installed were gone, just like a drop of blood entering red wine, leaving no trace.

Vlad was stunned. After dozens of seconds, he touched his long eyeballs, and a deliberately flattering smile appeared on his proud face.

"Mr. Ulamog, it was just a misunderstanding before."

"hehe."

Liu Dao sneered, without comment, took out a dozen bottles of medicine from his windbreaker and placed them on the ground.

"Don't be discouraged," Liu Dao patted Vlad on the shoulder, "At least you are still the king of vampires, and a large number of vampires are still waiting for your education."

Liu Dao stood up and left, "Next time at the gathering, I hope to see the bodies of all the vampires who died in battle. You don't have to do it deliberately. Just give me the ones who died normally."

Vlad's face lit up with joy. If he only wanted the corpses of those killed in battle, he could completely hide his troubles. Liu Dao didn't say anything, but who knew he was already under the control of others.

With his back to Vlad, Liu Dao raised the corners of his mouth.

Vlad is still holding on to luck. He will start with less extreme actions. Once Vlad gets used to working for Liu Dao, all the treasures of the Southern Vampires will be available to him.

It's not like boiling a frog in warm water.