Tome of Blood

After a dizzy sense of weightlessness, Yurst returned to reality.

It was still the dim room, and the candlelight was still so dim that it might be extinguished at any moment.

Everything I experienced just now was like a false dream.

But perceiving the imprint of the thorny rose in the depths of his soul, Yurst knew that all of this was reality.

He really succeeded in summoning the god behind Castel's backstage.

It's just... no one thought that this god was the ancestor of the blood clan who had been missing for two thousand years!

Thinking back to the various legends about the True Ancestor of Blood, Yurst sighed secretly.

He knew that from now on he would lose his freedom completely.

No matter how much that being promises, it can't change the fact that he has become the other party's ration, and it is a ration that can be eaten at any time.

All he can do in the future is to please the other party as much as possible, or simply reduce the other party's attention to him, and then... live carefully, fearfully, and with difficulty.

Shit!

This is even worse than signing a surrender contract with Elder Maxim or becoming a blood servant!

At least the latter will also lose their freedom, but as long as they persist, they may find a chance to regain their freedom!

At this moment, Yurst wished he could go back to the time before he drew the thorn rose, and then gave himself a few big mouths.

How many times has the Duke said, don't just pray to strange gods.

This is the first time he has done it, so he came directly to retribution.

It's just that things have already happened, and he has no choice but to accept his tragic fate with a sigh.

"Hey... Your Majesty the True Ancestor, why can't you treat your descendants better like other true gods?"

"Thinking of the family members of the gods who became the ancestors as a great horror, I am afraid that there are only blood races in this world?"

Yurst sighed inwardly.

Of course, I only dared to sigh in my heart.

The contract has been made, and the ghost knows if that terrifying existence is paying attention to him.

Say what's on your mind rashly, and if it spreads to the other party's ears and makes the other party unhappy, he might immediately change his job to a fresh ration.

It's not like nothing like this has happened in history!

However, although Yurst was dejected to become the legendary blood family member, the divine family member was the divine family member after all.

After returning to reality, he clearly felt that his strength, which had not changed for thousands of years, showed some signs of loosening the bottleneck.

Yurst has a feeling... the upper limit of his current strength has increased again. As long as he drinks enough extraordinary blood and then sleeps well, he is very likely to comprehend a deeper resonance of the blood. Also goes a step further.

Even if you can't break through to the Duke, you may reach the highest peak that the Earl can reach!

This is obviously a very happy thing.

But he couldn't be happy.

Shepherds naturally hope that their sheep will grow fast and well, fat and strong.

Because of this, the meat can be plentiful and delicious.

Thinking of this, Yurst became even more depressed.

However, depression is depression.

Now that he has become a family member of the blood, he is completely tied to the chariot of the true ancestor of the blood.

According to the records of the Ness clan, the blood relatives are the brothers of the true ancestors.

If the True Ancestor falls, it can be revived again on the body of the dependents.

It is also for this reason that the blood descendants who do not want to see the revival of the ancestor will naturally liquidate all the blood relatives.

Even for the sake of his own life and the meaning of existence, Yurst had to help the revived ancestor hide his identity and fulfill all kinds of arbitrary demands of the other party...

Thinking of this, Yurst sighed again, and began to erase the traces left by his summoning.

Fortunately, he used his own blood as a catalyst to summon.

With the power of blood descendants, it is also very convenient to erase traces.

And not long after he erased the traces, the closed door of the room creaked and was slowly pulled open from the outside.

The glare of the light shone in, and Yurst couldn't help but block his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Elder Maxim's old voice came over:

"Hehe, Yurst, three days are up, how are you thinking?"

Elder Maxim seemed to be in a good mood, and his tone was much gentler than the last time I saw him.

Yurst could even smell the strong smell of alcohol on the opponent.

Combined with the various legends about this legendary elder in the clan, he instantly realized that this elder probably went to some tavern in the human world to get hangover again in the past three days.

"Why are you silent? I've given you three days, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"Should you surrender to me, offer your loyalty, and start a new future for the Ness clan with me, or...will you be obsessed and let me force you to become a blood servant?"

Seeing Yurst remained silent, Elder Maxim frowned and asked.

"Hmph, you have to think clearly. If you directly offer your loyalty to me, you can still retain a certain amount of freedom. I may even promise to let you go after controlling Ness..."

"But if I'm forced to make you a blood servant... Hey, I can't guarantee whether your will is still your will."

Seeing that Yurst was still silent, Elder Maxim put away his smile completely and threatened with a sullen face.

After hearing his words, Yurst slowly raised his head and looked at the legendary elder who fell to the Gorefiend Duke.

Obviously, whether it is forced allegiance or becoming a blood servant, it is a great humiliation and unacceptable condition for blood descendants who already have followers of their elders...

But at this moment, facing Elder Maxim's fierce persecution, Yurst felt that there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Not only was he not angry, he even wanted to laugh a little bit.

Of course, it was a sneer.

It could also be mocking.

Surrender to the contract?

Become a blood servant?

Come on, these two contracts involving the soul, on the premise that his soul has been marked with the holy emblem of the true ancestor, can achieve ghosts!

The domineering family contract even completely cut off his faith connection with Cauchy, let alone a contract signed by a legend, although... His faith is not so fanatical in the first place.

Yurst, who has no love in his life, has no interest in bickering or playing games with Elder Maxim at all.

Under the premise of the return of the true ancestor, let alone the infighting of the Nass clan, among the five existing blood clans, one counts as one, so don’t even think about running away!

However, looking at the other party's condescension, seeing himself as a thing in the palm of his hand, as if everything was under control, Yurst was a little uncomfortable.

And this unhappiness was intertwined with the depression of signing the blood contract, which produced some kind of wonderful chemical reaction, which made Yurst's mood more depressed and unbearable, like adding fuel to the fire.

Especially the other party's arrogant look, the kind of look that didn't take him seriously, made Yurst, who was already planning to show off, aroused his rebellious psychology again.

I can go to you!

His Majesty the True Ancestor does have the strength and qualifications to play with me in the palm of his hand, but who are you!

He's obviously a legendary Duke, but he's going to be yin to me, an Earl of Blazing Sun, ahh!

You really have the ability to confront the Great Elder and the Duke of Yorok head-on!

What kind of skill is bullying a little earl!

Yurst cursed in his heart.

While cursing and cursing, he suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly sneered and said:

"Oh? Surrender?"

"Elder Maxim, I'm sorry, I've been thinking here for three days and three nights, and I've been thinking about what you can do for me to follow, but after three days and three nights, I really can't think of any reason... "

"Compared to the existence I follow, you are so weak, so pathetic, like a clown jumping up and down, it makes me sick..."

"I have no interest in following the weak. An existence like you will only use some unsightly tricks behind the scenes. You don't even have the courage to challenge the existence I follow!"

"Hehe, become a blood servant? Come on, even if I haven't used the blood-blasphemy stick, I know how dangerous it is to forcibly turn a blood descendant who follows an elder into a blood servant."

"You are not giving me a choice at all. You just have no confidence and are worried about exposing your identity to the existence I follow."

"You are actually very timid. You are not sure how to transform me into a blood servant without alarming the existence behind me, or more directly, you are afraid of the existence behind me!"

"Hehe, with a blood like you, even if you are a legend, what is there for me to follow? Compared with you, Lord Yorok really doesn't know how high he is, at least... Lord Yorok dares to Face the gods!"

"Heh, in my opinion, you can't even break my blood contract."

Yulster was so eccentric that he scolded Elder Maxim for nothing, and his provocative gaze was filled with deep contempt.

Seeing his smug look on fire and listening to his vulgar abuse, Elder Maxim was about to be blown up.

Especially, when Yurst directly compared Yorok with him...

"Shut up! You ignorant bastard! How dare you disobey the elder Duke!"

"Very good! Very good! Since you want to become a blood servant so much, then I will fulfill you! Not only will I fulfill you, but I will also completely erase your will! Distort your blood! Turn you into my flesh and blood puppet !The most miserable blood servant!"

"Can't break your contract? Can't you become a blood servant?"

"snort!"

"Today I want to let you know that even if the True Ancestor comes, he will not be able to save you! Even if the First Ancestor is in person, don't even try to keep your blood connection!"

Elder Maxim gritted his teeth, his eyes were red.

I saw him take out the blood-blasphemy stick from his arms, point it at Yurst, and shout angrily:

"Darkness... Blood Pact!"

A dark red radiance erupted on the blood-blasphemy staff.

At the same time, Elder Maxim's mental power surged like a wave, rushing towards Earl Urst's soul along the light of the blood-blasphemy staff...