Pirate Kingship

Boom!

When the team suddenly pushed open a heavy wooden door and entered the black church with blood on the ground, Byron had already drank all 108 kinds of blood brewed with the fourth-level transmutation blood.

"Tick tock tock."

He killed countless lycanthropes along the way, and the blood on the tip of his sword could not even flow, forming a stream on the floor of the church.

The special extraordinary abilities possessed by the 108 kinds of blood brew gradually spread throughout his body as he slaughtered.

The heart beats like a war drum.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of his heartbeat echoed throughout the empty black church, suppressing the sound of gunshots and shouts of killing.

His breath was filled with the slightly bloody smell of alcohol, his skin was red, and his whole body was exuding a strong aroma of wine, and there was also a strange, sweet smell of blood.

Even if it were a third-level [Gourmet] here, if he dared to drink 108 kinds of blood brew, he would die suddenly on the spot.

But Byron not only did not die, but was in excellent condition.

It seemed that the 108 blood brews had reached some kind of magical balance in his body, fighting fire with fire, balancing each other, and began to permanently transform his body.

Anyway, as soon as he started to transform, he felt very good at first sight, and he couldn't help but want to bite him.

Fortunately, except for Violet and Jacqueline, the two third-order people were getting closer and closer.

The others in the team were all equipped with [Azik's Curse Gold Coin], and could not feel any beauty in the world, nor did they have the urge to eat.

At the same time, a hazy light and shadow appeared around Byron, and a subtle voice sounded:

"Your Excellency, Lord Byron, Baron of Stromgarde? He is certainly a true gentleman. He is more elegant and kind than any great nobleman I have ever seen."

"From the inside out, every move and every move reveals the ancient aristocratic temperament, which is completely different from those sanctimonious guys."

"Others are honored because of the title, but I feel that the mere title of baronet is not worthy of the aristocratic temperament of His Excellency [Sea Hunter]."

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Every sentence seems to be anchoring Byron's identity, allowing him to transform in a specific direction, so as to prevent his bestiality from exploding on the spot.

Ritual·Blood Feast Holy Grail:

“A grand killing and blood feast will be held under the bloody moon.

Use the blood of various extraterrestrial beings and the best transmutation blood among humans to offer sacrifices to [Mother of Creation, Lilith].

Blood moons are rare in the real world outside, but they are available all year round in the Bloodborne Secret Realm, and they are directly derived from the projection of the old god in the material world, so the effect is even better.

In addition, you need to have a title of at least the level of Lord, and you also need to cultivate your own aristocratic etiquette, temperament, and conversation, so that others will think you are a high-class person.

In order to anchor his own identity, he will not degenerate into some beastman or monstrosity.

At the same time, at least enough mid-sequence level [Transmutation Blood] is needed to prepare all 108 kinds of blood brew to start the ceremony.

The higher the level of transmutation blood used in blood brewing, the better.

Anyway, a transcendent who is allergic to alcohol will never be a [Night Demon]. "

Some time ago, Byron obtained the fourth-level transmutation blood of [Two-Face] Smith Brothers and [Infinite Evolver] Balboa, and prepared the best blood brew.

Especially the blood of the infinite evolver seems to still have some magical "power of evolution" left in it, which is very consistent with this forbidden knowledge.

After the ceremony is over, there may be unexpected additional gains.

A series of stringent prerequisites for the bloodline sublimation ceremony meant that only a very few lucky ones would be able to obtain a complete promotion.

Most people can only choose the ghoul route and compromise with their own "animal nature".

Using inferior promotion conditions, he transformed into an inhuman ghoul and a more advanced mythical creature [Lord of Gluttony].

"The blood brew prepared with the fourth-level transmutation blood, bur, the wine is a bit too strong. Phew!"

"breathe-"

Even though Byron relied on the "flow" state that had touched the edge of "divine vision", he maintained the last trace of clarity in his heart.

The side effects of tentacles caused by drinking a large amount of blood brew have also been intensified to the point of intensification.

At this time, even if you look at a straw rope, you will feel that the other person has beautiful features.

He quickly stuffed several grilled squid tentacles into his mouth as a side dish with wine, and finally calmed down the rampant "animal nature" in his body.

Not only the appetite, but also the special aroma of Violet and Jacqueline became more and more fragrant.

Byron glanced at his cousin and immediately looked away.

Jacqueline's perfect figure made him feel uncomfortable just looking at her.

Even if Byron drinks too much and still can't appreciate it, he has a bottom line.

When he looked at Violet, the soft and boneless feeling when he helped her carve the curse mark came to mind again.

Tentaclemania: Human - extra-human - indescribable with tentacles - purebred octopus (squid).

The first two produce feelings of fondness, and the latter two produce appetite.

The love for tentacles leads to a shift towards neutral traits such as "soft as if there is no bone" and "light body and soft body".

Now that the side effects have been greatly intensified, this alternative appearance trait has become particularly attractive.

Coupled with the inherent spiritual connection between the two, this attraction is magnified exponentially.

at this moment.

Byron thought of his father, sister, Uncle Andrew, cousin, and even the [Social Clock]'s eager expectation for his bloodline to continue. Internal and external factors moved together, and he finally made an unstoppable decision in his heart.

"I'll find him when I succeed in my promotion."

Before he finished speaking in his heart, the blood volume of this killing had reached the standard.

No one was more efficient than him in commanding the army to push the cannon to kill the beastmen.

The blood on the ground flowed around Byron's body, drawing a blood-colored ritual with a pentagram as the main body.

Others immediately stepped away.

Byron himself forced himself to be energetic and placed the remaining parts of 108 cups of blood wine on the 108 nodes of the ritual one by one.

The blood moon above his head seemed to be attracted by the ritual, descending little by little, and soon filled everyone's vision.

It was like a blood-colored eye of a terrifying giant, staring at everyone on the ground, as if picking and choosing to see which one was more delicious.

A chilly atmosphere instantly filled the entire Blood Source Secret Realm.

All the beastmen and marines subconsciously crouched on the ground, not even daring to breathe.

It seemed that if they were not careful, they would be put on the table and become the other party's delicious meal.

Only Byron, who was emitting the aroma of wine, still stood in the center of the ritual, and personally raised a pure gold wine cup filled with the source of life of the Screaming Well high above his head.

After all, the blood-brewed sacrifices in the ritual were more attractive to the blood moon than Byron, a living person who only drank 108 cups of blood-brewed.

The next moment.

"Slurp~ Slurp~"

As the extremely high-level blood-brewed in the ritual was drunk up by the invisible existence.

A blood light flowed on the surface of the blood moon, and finally a drop of crystal slurry with a strong aroma of wine and a sweet smell fell down.

"Ding Dong" sound fell into the golden cup in Byron's hand.

Instantly, the transparent source of life was transformed into a glass of exquisite wine.

——[The Magic Juice of the Misfortune].

Its quality obviously far exceeded any kind of transmuted blood, and it was only one step away from [The Blood of Eternal Life].

Byron's throat moved, as if he was a traveler who had trekked in the desert for three days without drinking a sip of water. Every cell in his body was thirsty for this glass of wine.

Drink it!

Drink it!

Drink it.

"The Magic Juice of the Misfortune seems to have the power of the devil."

Byron subconsciously thought of Violet's [The Spell of Disaster].

These two seemed to be unexpectedly matched, although the names told us that neither of them was a positive power.

No longer hesitating, he drank it all.

As soon as the extremely sweet wine entered his mouth, it turned into a cool airflow and rushed into his blood, combining with the 108 kinds of blood wine he had drunk long ago.

It was like the wine yeast for brewing wine and the brine for making tofu, producing a dreamlike effect of turning decay into magic.

The blinding blood light instantly penetrated his body.

Beginning to transform Byron from the inside out into a non-human!

"Ah——!"

Huge pain attacked every nerve of his body.

His whole body sometimes expanded, sometimes shrank, sometimes grew long ears, and sometimes grew fur.

That scene was even more terrifying than the degradation of the most degraded beast spirit warrior.

Just at this moment, the emblem of the Baron of Stromberg gathered on his head little by little, and the drastic change of the beast shape gradually eased.

But the next moment.

An incomplete and broken crown continued to appear on his head, which represented the secular status of the heir of the Azik Empire, the son of the prophecy of the Taya Empire, and the Crown Prince of Hastings!

The emblem of the Baron of Stromberg was immediately forced aside.

The ceremony requires at least the title of lord, but how can a mere baron compare to the crown of a crown prince of a great country?

The Blood Feast Holy Grail ceremony is very flexible, and the worst route is [Ghoul] to [Gluttonous Monarch].

The lucky ones can only advance from [Midnight Demon] to [Night Demon] at most.

And Byron not only used the fourth-level transmutation blood to advance, but also had an [Infinite Evolutionist], and had the status of the crown prince of more than one great country.

Throughout the history of the Thirsty Blood Cult, there was no such luxurious configuration.

The ritual also quietly changed at this time that no one expected.

A hint of brilliant golden color quietly appeared in the blood light in the ritual, repairing the broken crown, falling down, and steadily putting it on Byron's head.

At the same time, a magnetic male voice sounded in his ears:

"If hard work can make you rich, then the ruler of the world will be a donkey!

Look up, the people sitting on the throne are not working diligently, but are all blood-sucking creatures in human skin.

The top of the food chain in the human kingdom is a feast for dragons and night demons.

Clan of blood, you are welcome to join us and become a member of the rentier, exploiter, and bloodthirsty, respected. His Highness [Prince of Night Demon]!"