Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

And this kind of substance will cause sudden hemorrhoid disease in the user.

Affected people will be extremely afraid of light sources, and will be extremely sensitive to blood because of damaged hemoglobin.

At that time, this disease was called "vampire disease".

Thinking of this, Marbury felt his breath suddenly suffocated, and he was in a daze for a long, long time.

Until the scene changes again.

This time, it turned directly to the scene where the sick Duke of York was crucified and burned with the holy fire.

He suddenly felt cold all over.

Not only was he cold, but even the ancestor he possessed felt his spine grow colder and colder when facing this scene.

But he didn't have any regrets.

Because afterwards, he got the ultimate goal of Fernand I and Phoenix - a small part of the York Mountain gold mine.

Even the shotgun was changed, and he became the first archbishop of the newly built Ross Cathedral.

Afterwards, the screen flashed by, and the Archbishop changed from generation to generation. The deeds of the Vampire Duke, including the method the Pope gave to deal with vampires in order to prevent future troubles, have also been passed down from generation to generation.

Until all of this was passed on to him.

"……what!"

Marbury screamed, and his consciousness returned to reality from the dream in an instant, and he couldn't help sitting up straight.

Inhaling heavily, his eyes were trembling crazily.

All this, all this...

However, just when he was extremely restless, a black shadow suddenly crossed the ventilation window above the prison cell.

The place covered by the bright moonlight suddenly went dark, and Marbury screamed again in fright, and subconsciously kept shrinking towards the corner of the wall.

For some reason, he made such a commotion, but the guards outside didn't seem to know it, and didn't come over to check the situation.

This made him even more uneasy.

Marbury hesitated, thinking about whether to make some bigger disturbances and draw the guards over.

At least for now, no matter who comes to accompany him, he will feel more at ease...

It's a pity that before he even struggled to stand up, the black shadow passing by outside the window suddenly rushed in and landed in front of him...

It was a furry, strange thing that could not tell whether it was a bird or another animal.

But in the next second, this strange thing quickly grew taller, and directly transformed into a tall and handsome man with a strange aura from head to toe.

It was the one he was most familiar with and feared the most.

"Good evening, dear His Excellency Archbishop Marbury."

Clarence smiled lightly, but in a very comfortable manner, he gave Marbury a proper gentleman's gift.

"you you!……"

Marbury's pupils trembled, and he pointed at him with a trembling arm.

After hesitating for a while, he managed to squeeze out a complete sentence from his throat, "You... you really are, you are a vampire..."

In the second half of the sentence, he was inexplicably guilty.

After all, it is his ancestors who made this grand duke who is famous for his life become what he is now...

Thinking about it, Marbury couldn't help subconsciously looking away, not daring to look directly at him.

However, Clarence ignored his small expressions.

He only slightly raised his exquisite eyelids, and then smiled freely: "I have never denied this fact."

As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward with his slender legs and approached Marbury step by step.