Tome of Blood

It was a crimson radiance that was different from the power of corruption.

Deep, pure, mysterious, vast.

The moment it erupted, everyone, including the blood demon priest who was performing the divine descent ceremony, felt a wave of vicissitudes, and the ancient will slowly descended.

A kind of oppression originating from the power of the bloodlines followed, and the blood demon priest felt that his existence seemed to be locked by some kind of indescribable terrifying existence in an instant. Controlled by something even more terrifying.

That feeling is like my extraordinary power suddenly not being my own...

"This... this power is...! No! This is impossible!"

As if sensing something, the blood demon priest's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the crimson light in horror.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but he was horrified to find that the blood power in his body seemed to have suddenly rebelled, and he no longer obeyed his orders at all.

His brain told his body to escape quickly, but the power of blood stopped his body.

He wanted to activate the Devil's Eye imprint in his soul, and he wanted to seek help from the Gorefiend Grand Duke, but after sensing his own power, he was horrified to find that his connection with the Gorefiend Grand Duke was completely blocked .

No, in other words, that is not a simple shielding, but a blocking and cutting off from a higher level!

At the same time, a kind of oppressive force flowed from the blood, as if the people saw the king, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

While trembling, there is also an instinctive emotion of awe and obedience spreading from the depths of the soul...

The expression of the blood demon priest became even more horrified.

He felt that under the crimson light, he was rapidly losing control of his body.

That is not only the control of the body in the sense of powerlessness, but also the control of the soul level.

He could clearly feel that under that radiance, he was rapidly losing himself!

No……

It's not simply losing yourself.

Seeing his body gradually becoming transparent under the crimson radiance, seeing the blood power that was constantly disintegrating like shattered photons in the illusion, and quickly attracted by the crimson radiance, a flash of understanding flashed in the terrified pupils of the blood priest .

"This is... the power to swallow..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, but his whole body disintegrated quietly like a broken cloud in an instant.

At the same time, the crimson light became even more dazzling.

"Ancestor! It is the power under the crown of the ancestor!"

Feeling the boiling of blood power, Yurst suddenly widened his eyes.

He looked at the black cat that looked more and more mysterious in the crimson light in disbelief.

It was obviously just a black cat, but in his field of vision, he seemed to have traveled through time and space, and saw a beautiful figure sitting high in the Temple of Blood.

The beautiful figure seemed to respond, as if casting a light glance at him and smiling slightly.

At that moment, Yurst only felt that his consciousness was in a trance for a while, and the whole spiritual world seemed to be sluggish.

And when his will regained consciousness, most of the crimson radiance had disappeared, and the whole world had returned to normal.

The figure of the blood demon priest has disappeared with the dissipation of the crimson light.

And what disappeared together was his failed divine descent ceremony.

As for the other side, the black dragon with terrifying aura and a corrupted state was imprisoned in the crimson cage of light.

Although it was still struggling and roaring, it was helpless under that brilliance.

All the vampires around bowed to the center, including Yurst himself, and he didn't even realize when he knelt down.

As for the target of their kneeling, it was the talking black cat.

However, the temperament of the black cat at this moment is completely different.

It has regained its freedom, not only that, but its amber pupils have changed from the previous color, turning into a magnificent crimson, completely different from the previous gaze.

Almost instantly, Yurst felt a certain connection between himself and the other party, as well as the throbbing of blood power after seeing the other party.

He took a deep breath and was about to salute the black cat, but someone moved faster.

"Praise you, great master! May your crimson brilliance fill the world!"

Sebas took a step forward, saluted skillfully, with a standard posture, respectful movements, awe-inspiring eyes, and a pious expression.

That set of smooth and flowing movements doesn't look like a proud elf, but rather an experienced sycophant.

Yurst: ...

Pooh! A servile fellow! Really pick the time!

Cursing secretly, he also bowed, and bowed deeply to the black cat with the oldest, most standard, and most respected blood etiquette he knew:

"Praise you, the source of blood, the king of eternal night, the master of darkness, the supreme ancestor..."

"Your humble son Yurst, I pay you my highest respect..."

After finishing speaking, Yurst bowed his head again and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty the Great Ancestor, please forgive Yurst for his clumsy eyesight. I didn't recognize your identity just now..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sebastian beside him couldn't help but chuckle.

Yurst frowned, but saw that the elf who also had the power of the family was looking at him strangely, and said with a chuckle:

"Your Excellency Yurst, you may have misunderstood. The master's posture is not what you imagined. The master is just possessed by God at the moment."

"Hey, the master's figure is elegant and beautiful. At the moment, he just bowed down and borrowed the body of this guy from Lower Ness."

Sebastian shook his head, almost showing the pride and superiority of having seen the true body of the Blood True Ancestor on his face.

However, Ulster’s focus is not here, but another aspect:

etc……

God...God descended?

He froze for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the black cat with deep breath again, and this time, he finally noticed the faint thorn and rose symbol on the black cat's forehead.

This is... the holy emblem of the ancestor!

Yurst was slightly taken aback, and his expression quickly fell into embarrassment.

As a blood race, he certainly knew what it meant to have a holy emblem on his forehead, which meant that the black cat in front of him was a pet marked by the ancestor!

The ancestors are on top!

He actually regarded the pet possessed by the ancestor as the original ancestor!

"Sorry, Your Majesty the Ancestor, I mistook your identity..."

Yurst said with a look of panic.

"You don't know the relationship between Nice and me, please excuse me."

Black Cat said gracefully.

Its voice is no longer the hoarse and deep male voice before, but a clear and ethereal female voice, which is exactly the same as the voice Yurst heard when he was summoned.

And after hearing this familiar voice, Yurst was finally able to be 100% sure that the existence in front of him controlling the black cat's body was indeed the returning ancestor.

but……

Nice?

The name of this black cat is Nice?

Yurst's heart moved slightly.

etc……

If he remembered correctly just now, the blood demon priest who was killed by the ancestor seems to have called it before his death... Your Excellency Nicholas?

etc!

Nicholas? !

As if thinking of something, Yurst's eyes widened, and he couldn't help looking at the black cat in front of him again, hesitating to speak.

However, the focus of Charlotte who possessed Nice was no longer on him.

Moving Nice's body, Charlotte was amazed.

Because after being possessed, she clearly felt that she used Nice's body to mobilize the power of blood, which was exactly the same as her own body!

She finally knew why the blood demon priest planned to use Nisi's body as a container for summoning the blood demon prince.

Because this body really fits.

Although it is a cat's body, it has a super adaptability of divine power, it is simply prepared for the container of the avatar of the gods.

Even she herself successfully carried out the long-distance divine descent without spending much energy.

I don't know how Nice made it out, but... this is definitely not its previous body.

After moving his body curiously for a while, Charlotte decided to wait until the matter was over, then pick up Nice and pour it over to see if he could pour it out to refine this magical body.

Then, she raised her head and looked at the black dragon who was still imprisoned by her blood power.

"Great master, this black dragon has been corrupted by Grand Duke Gorefiend, how do you think it should be dealt with?"

Sebastian asked respectfully.

Is it corrupted...

Charlotte looked thoughtfully at the struggling black dragon in the cage.

She stepped gracefully to the front of the cage, used the divine power of blood to sense it for a moment, and then was surprised to find that the black dragon in front of her hadn't completely eroded her sanity.

Although he fell into madness, although his body has almost transformed into the appearance of a corpse dragon, in the depths of his soul, the power of corruption and the original reason are still fighting, but at this moment the power of corruption has the upper hand.

In other words, the black dragon can still be saved now, and Charlotte, who has the Holy Code of Blood, can indeed do it.

But unlike the "swallowing" ability given to her by the blood scripture to kill the blood demon priest just now, the black dragon is not a blood descendant, and her struggle with the power of corruption is also at the soul level.

Although Charlotte is able to mobilize mighty power comparable to that of a god, she only knows how to use it, but not why.

Maybe she can destroy Chi Yang's soul with overwhelming power, but when it comes to saving... the technical difficulty is really too high.

Even if Charlotte could do it, the consumption might not be small.

And compared to saving the opponent, Charlotte has another simple and crude choice, which is to devour the opponent's blood power...

After all, the black dragon is a black dragon, and the strength of the other party's bloodline will definitely greatly help her improve her strength.

Not to mention letting her approach Chi Yang directly, it can also cause earth-shaking changes in the power of her body, especially the power of dragon veins contained in dragon blood, which is likely to enhance her resistance to sunlight.

This point is still very important to Charlotte. She is not a real god after all. Without using the divine power in the Holy Tome of Blood, the sun can easily burn her body.

This is very detrimental to her actions, especially now that she is the lord of the Northland, and she will inevitably need to appear in the sun on weekdays.

Is it to spend divine power to save the opponent and develop the opponent into a thug?

Or, to devour the strength of the other party and enhance the strength of one's own body?

Charlotte was lost in thought.

The speed of thinking under the blessing of divine power is very fast, and Charlotte quickly thought of the answer.

Indeed, devouring the opponent's power can definitely enhance her body's strength, but it can never increase her body's strength to the level of Chi Yang.

However, if this black dragon can be subdued, although it will not be able to gain the benefit of improving its body strength in a short period of time, it can be exchanged for a combat power of the blazing sun level.

Not only that, but it is also a combat force that can be exposed to the public and even participate in power disputes.

It is even said that after subduing the black dragon, she can even get a long-term meal ticket.

As long as the black dragon is kept healthy, she can always drink dragon blood.

This is much better than the extraordinary blood of those sub-dragons that Sebastian provided.

And as long as the time is long enough, she can still increase her strength by absorbing the power of the dragon's blood, and she can still develop sustainably!

Of course, this premise is that she can obtain the surrender of the black dragon, whether it is to serve her willingly, or sign a servant contract with her like Nice, in short, it is to completely surrender...

Thinking of this, Charlotte stepped forward and came in front of the black dragon:

"I'm very interested in her, let's save her."

After all, Charlotte slowly rose into the air with the help of the power of the blood god, and landed in front of the black dragon's head.

Then, she stretched out Nice's chubby claws, passed through the crimson cage of light, and placed it on top of the black dragon's head.

In the consciousness, the Holy Tome of Blood is glorious.

And Charlotte quickly communicated with the spiritual world of the black dragon.

In Charlotte's field of vision, the surrounding world instantly shattered, replaced by a dilapidated mining area.

"Is this... the Castel Silver Mine?"

Looking at the scene around her, Charlotte was surprised.

This is the spiritual world of the black dragon.

The appearance of the spiritual world is often related to the owner's will, and is usually the most impressive scene in the owner's memory.

Charlotte looked around, and soon found the black dragon's main body of consciousness.

In the spiritual world of the black dragon, its main body of consciousness or the origin of the soul is still a black dragon.

It's just that the black dragon is already unconscious, and his whole body is being infested with black and red mud, and more than half of it has been infested.

The black-red silt is the manifestation of the power of corruption.

This is the power of the Gorefiend, one of Myria's most tricky polluting powers.

However, for Charlotte, who possesses the Holy Tome of Blood, she does not feel the slightest threat.

She came to the "Black Dragon", stretched out her hand lightly, and the black-red silt quickly melted like snow on fire, turning into the purest blood power and being swallowed by her.

At the same time, large sections of memories flooded into her consciousness following Charlotte's "purification"...