Tome of Blood

Duke Yorok was very depressed.

Obviously according to the plan, the Ness clan can kill two birds with one stone to seize the inheritance right of the Fallen Star Kingdom and take back the Roman Sword.

The result is good now. The succession has been messed up because of Prince Henry's death. It can be regarded as a complete enmity with the king. If things go wrong, even the Ness clan who planned to stay behind the scenes may be forced to be exposed in front of the stage.

As for Roman's Sword, it was even worse. What could have been a good negotiation and reached an agreement with the other party directly pissed off the other party!

Although from a factual point of view, it may indeed be a bit ill-considered to cooperate with Earl Castel and choose her to destroy the Roman ceremony, but it is still within the controllable situation.

Luna Island is fine.

Directly bankrupt the whole plan!

Thinking of this, Yorok was furious.

Especially after a certain bastard got into trouble and vowed to forcibly seize control of Roman's Sword, he just ran away!

"Alec! You bastard! Stop!"

Duke Yorok, who turned into a shadow bat, said angrily.

Seeing the group of shadow bats chasing after him, the blood elves in front ran even faster.

"Ahem, Master Yorok, why are you chasing me? Change the direction! Isn't this a chance for Roman's sword to catch all?"

Duke Alec coughed lightly.

"Fart! You can return to Falling Star in only one direction, why don't you bastard run in another direction?!"

Duke Yorok was even more angry.

"Uh... I'm just familiar with the route in this direction. You can run to Castel, isn't that an ally of Naith?"

"I'm so full! Running to the territory of a blood-born myth who doesn't know the details? Why don't you go?"

"Tch! It is the Fallen Star Islands that signed the covenant with Castel, not Luna Island."

"You...! I knew it, I knew it! You just deliberately sabotaged the return to the star plan, right! You bastard! When you return to the falling star, I will impeach you at the elders meeting!"

"Ahem... Master Yorok, I misunderstood, what a misunderstanding, who knew that the power of Roman's sword suddenly became so powerful, huh? No, you chose to go in the same direction as me, you are not planning to run past me, right? Master Yorok, you are not being kind."

"Shit! Do you think everyone is as insidious as you! At this time, you are still running separately, wanting the sword of Roman to defeat each one? Its speed is getting faster and faster!"

The two blood legends fled towards the north while arguing.

However, fleeing and fleeing, Duke Yorok felt as if something was not quite right.

"Huh? How do you feel... the breath of Roman's sword seems to have disappeared?"

He frowned and turned his head. There was no trace of Roman's sword behind him, only the cloudless sky.

Duke Yorok felt even more wrong.

"Alec! Stop!"

"I said Lord Yorok, do you still want to forcibly control Roman's sword? It looks like it now, and I plan to avoid the edge for the time being. If you want to do it, you can do it yourself."

"Bastard! You are a disgrace to the blood race! Hurry up and look back, the situation doesn't seem right!"

Duke Yorok cursed.

After hearing his words, the blood elf Alek turned around, and when he found that there was no sign of Roman's sword behind him, he let out a surprised light:

"Huh? Why is Roman's sword gone? Isn't its speed increasing? Could it be that it plans to go around in front of us and block us? No... no, why does it feel like the breath has completely disappeared?"

Duke Yorok frowned.

His speed gradually slowed down, and eventually he even stopped directly.

The magic power in his body was running, and he was ready to continue running at any time. At the same time, Duke Yorok's eyes were fixed on the distant sky.

However, after a while, there was nothing in the sky except a group of "quacking" crows flying by.

What about Roman's sword?

Duke Yorok looked a little puzzled.

Noticing his actions, the blood elf Alek hesitated for a moment, then stopped cautiously, and approached Duke Yorok cautiously.

Looking at the empty sky in the distance, he blinked:

"Well... I really haven't caught up, this Roman's sword... Is it lost after being chased? I remember that its IQ seems to be quite touching."

"Chasing it? Huh, it has already locked our aura, is it still chasing it? As for the IQ... Do you think the intelligence it showed in the previous ceremony is still that of the ten-year-old child in the past? It is different, obviously It's strength restored!"

Duke Yorok said angrily.

However, as he spoke, his face suddenly froze.

"Master Yorok, what's wrong with you...?"

The blood elf first quietly took a step away from Duke Yorok, and then asked "with concern".

Duke Yorok ignored him, but frowned and looked at the direction in which the two fled.

During the time when the two stopped to talk, the direction behind the two... still did not show the figure of Roman's sword.

Seemingly aware of something, Duke Yorok's expression changed:

"Not good! We got tricked! We were all fooled by it!"

After all, Duke Yorok suddenly accelerated and turned back in the same direction.

...

The stronghold of the Ness clan in the Roman Duchy.

The terrifying sword energy tore the entire site into pieces, leaving hideous ravines on the ground.

The blood descendants in the stronghold have already scattered and fled, leaving only the majestic Roman sword "showing off its might" in the sky.

However, at this moment, the terrifying coercion of Roman's sword has dissipated.

Still brilliant, but looking far less aggressive than chasing two blood-born legends.

Not only that, as the strongholds on the ground were destroyed, its momentum even gradually weakened, and even the shining brilliance gradually subsided.

"Huh... Now, it should be almost the same? The two descendants of the Ness clan were also scared by me, and they probably won't come back."

"Hmph, these blood descendants of Ness thought I didn't know what they were up to, didn't they just want to make a deal with me with the blood power they collected?"

"It's a deal, but in the final analysis, don't you want to be my master? You don't even look in the mirror to see what you are. A guy who hasn't even been shaped by the fire of God is worthy of being the master of my Roman sword? They are also worthy ?”

"That guy Kexi is here!"

"The only ones who are qualified to be my master are true myths!"

The immature voice muttered to himself, with a little disdain and pride.

And after finishing speaking, its voice brought some fear:

"However...the background of these blood descendants is really profound. There are only two legendary blood descendants. Their magical power is so powerful. The combined strength of the two of them even surpasses my power!"

"Although my strength hasn't recovered much, it's outrageous enough. These old guys who have lived for thousands of years are really scary!"

"It can only be said... is it worthy of being a magical creature famous for its huge magic power, the descendant of that creation is really powerful..."

"Fortunately, I was scared, otherwise...they really made them activate the sealing circle here, and I am the one who is unlucky!"

"I'm really great! Just relying on bluff, I can scare away two blood legends! I'm so wise!"

Roman Zhijian straightened his body slightly, like a child with a proud chest.

And after being proud, the hilt of Roman's sword was fixed in the direction of Roang City again, as if looking back, the proud and complacent voice slowly lowered, with a little apprehension:

"I acted so well just now, presumably the one who woke me up thought I was really furious because of the offense of the blood of Ness, so he chased me out?"

"It's so far away... He should have lost his perception of me, right?"

"He shouldn't be chasing after him, right?"

"Really, it's not good who woke me up. It turned out to be that one. I was really scared to death. Fortunately, my reaction was so shocking. If He really saw the clues, he would definitely not let me go!"

"But... I remember that He has disappeared mysteriously? Even that guy Kexi didn't notice His whereabouts. It seems that even the existence itself has disappeared. This... Could it be that he has returned?"

"Hiss... As expected of a god who messed up the whole world, even existence itself can return when it disappears."

"Myria, this is going to change again!"

Roman Sword let out a long sigh, full of emotion.

Perhaps if another artifact is awakened like this, it may not be able to recognize who the existence that awakened itself is.

But its power is from the same source as the other party, and it has inherited some ancient memories. It recognized the other party's identity the moment the other party's divine power entered its body.

That kind of perfect control over the divine power of blood is definitely not some lucky guy who got the artifact, it is definitely the deity to which the divine power belongs!

As for who the divine power of blood belongs to... the answer is already obvious.

Not any other myth, it is the incarnation of Yongye, the source of blood, the master of the Blood Moon Era - the True Ancestor of Blood!

Thinking of the terrifying figure in the legend, Roman's Sword trembled subconsciously.

If it was just an ordinary artifact or holy artifact, maybe it wouldn't be so scary.

But my family knows my own affairs.

Its body was originally made by the opponent's idol, and it didn't believe that the opponent would wake it up for no reason.

When it was just awakened, it had inadvertently felt the other party's power. The other party's power was actually not strong, and it could even be said to be quite weak. Obviously, it had just recovered.

Of course, even though it had just recovered, it didn't dare to underestimate the other party. It recovered a lot just by relying on a little divine power. The power that the other party could erupt must be far beyond its imagination.

This is the most frightening thing. It is a ruthless man who swallowed even the power of his descendants. Now that his power has just recovered, if it is really caught by the other party, isn't it no different from the meat on the chopping board?

If you think about Roman's sword, you can imagine how you will be treated.

"Phew...don't worry about it! What are you thinking about so much! Run before that person reacts! The farther you run, the better! If you are targeted by him, it will probably be worse than being controlled by the Nass clan!"

Roman Sword quickly made a decision.

It turned around, changed to another direction that was different from the direction in which the two blood descendants were fleeing and the direction in which Roang City was located, and fled quickly.

That is the northeast direction, and also... the direction of Castelland.

Of course, the target of Roman's sword is not Castel, but the Northern Grand Duchy further north of Castel, where the half-elf Romanus first made his fortune, and it was also the place where it was first pulled out of the stone place, at that time it was not even an artifact, but just a sacred artifact.

However, just after Roman's sword flew about five kilometers, a slender figure stood in front of it.

Black cloak, red eyes, handsome face with a half-smile expression, and a pair of demon horns on top of his head.

It was Albrecht.

"Albrecht?!"

Roman Sword also recognized his identity.

Even if one person and one sword existed in the same era, Albrecht was even older than Roman Sword. It was quite normal for Albrecht's identity to be recognized by Roman Sword.

I saw Roman's sword shining brightly, returning to the strong appearance when he was chasing Yorok and Alek, the coercion spread on his body, and the immature voice was full of vigilance:

"Albrecht? Why are you, the last apostle of the Gorefiend Cult, here? Could it be that Shedite also wants to get involved?"

Its voice is full of majesty. Although it is immature, it still has a detached sense of victory.

Well...at least it seems so.

Albrecht smiled.

I saw him hey and said:

"Your Excellency Roman, to correct you, I am now the third apostle in the church."

"It turned out to be the third apostle..."

The sword of Roman was a little surprised.

As it said, its voice was a bit weird:

"You cowardly fellow...you can't become the third apostle because you killed the first few apostles?"

Hearing Roman's sword's eccentric words, the corners of Albrecht's mouth twitched.

But soon, he smiled again, squinted his eyes and glanced at the direction behind Roman's sword, and said:

"Lord Roman, didn't you go after Yorok and Alek? ​​This direction doesn't seem right?"

Roman Zhijian froze.

"Uh...cough, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to do."

It changes the subject.

"Oh? There is still something to do? Are you going to meet my great master?"

Albrecht said with a smile.

"Your... master? No, I'm sorry, I'm not interested in that lunatic Abaddon."

Roman Sword said impatiently.

"That's a coincidence. The master I'm talking about is not His Majesty the Grand Duke."

Albrecht smiled.

"Not Abaddon?"

Roman Sword was taken aback for a moment.

Albrecht smiled even brighter:

"Your Excellency Roman, you have just been awakened by the master, so you will not forget the master?"

Awakened by...?

Roman's sword paused and froze instantly.

Its body was shining with brilliance, and when it turned around, it was about to fly away, but the next moment... the crimson mist slowly spread around.

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Yesterday's leave request slipped. It's because this episode is coming to an end, not this volume.