Villain: Son Of The Holy See, I Can Devour The Gods

Inside the castle, it was full of blood and bones, and the stench was almost disgusting.

Roland wore golden armor, majestic, so noble and elegant, as if an angel had descended, and it was incompatible with everything around him, forming a huge contrast.

With a look of interest on his face, he looked at the newly born demigod in front of him.

There was no fear or fear in his eyes.

It's like looking at your most perfect work.

The vampire smiled slightly. He nodded politely to Roland, bowed slightly, and performed a very old and standard aristocratic etiquette:

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Marquis Vladimir, the 712th generation direct descendant of the third ancestor Ms. Lilith."

At this time, Marquis Vladimir looked like a well-bred noble gentleman, completely different from the crazy and bloodthirsty look before!

Marquis Vladimir stood upright, with his hands behind his back, and an elegant smile on his face.

His blood-red eyes fixed on Roland, and he said calmly, "Oh, let me guess.

You are so young, but your strength is already at the peak of the gold rank, and you are also a noble knight. There are not many such outstanding people in the world.

You must be the Oracle Knight, Your Highness Roland Augustus, right? "

Roland also responded with a smile. I'm afraid it's hard for others to think that a knight of the Holy See can talk and laugh happily with a blood race...

He nodded and said, "Your Excellency guessed right."

A wicked smile appeared on the lips of Marquis Vladimir, and his voice was low and faint: "Although I don't know why you betrayed these night watchmen, so that I can smoothly devour my flesh and awaken my blood.

But I have to thank you...in return, I will make your death less painful. "

He licked his lips, and looked at Roland with longing eyes: "I have devoured a few Holy See knights, but I haven't tasted the taste of a high-level knight like you..."

His eyes looked extremely deep, and the lines of his pupils overlapped one after another.

At this moment, the moon suddenly turned into a blood moon!

The bloody moonlight shrouded the earth, looking extremely depressing and weird, enough to make anyone shake their minds, even go crazy!

But Roland still looked calm, he smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Although you have awakened your blood, your strength should not have undergone a qualitative change, right?

I think you are still far from the holy rank, at most you are at the peak of the sky. "

The blood race is a very peculiar race, their power comes from the blood itself.

The strength of other demigods is far beyond the holy rank or even the god rank. Their godhead comes from their powerful strength and control over the rules of the elements.

For example, that Emperor Serar, he practiced step by step from an ordinary person to a holy rank, a god rank, and even defeated the archangel of the heavens, becoming a demigod.

Races such as elves and orcs are basically the same.

As for the ancient demigods such as Ma Luo En, the king of the forest, and Poseidon, the lord of the sea, they are either the incarnation of the will of the elements, or the offspring of gods and humans.

They were born extremely powerful, both in terms of divinity and strength, far surpassing those of the holy order.

But the blood race is different, even the weakest newborn blood race, as long as the blood is awakened, it can evolve into a godhead through experience and become a demigod.

They can become demigods first, and then increase their strength...

So the blood races never believe in gods, because they themselves are demigod races.

In the first era, the thirteen ancestors all had the power of the main god, and their hundreds of direct descendants were also demigods!

Of course, this talent also has a fatal weakness.

That is, when the thirteen ancestors and their direct descendants all fell and disappeared, the blood race has not had a demigod for thousands of years...

As for this Marquis of Vladimir, although he has awakened his blood and become a demigod, his strength is still the same as before.

It's just that after becoming a demigod, he can control the power of the elements, and after possessing the godhead, mortals cannot kill him.

And with the blessing of divine power, his power will become invincible.

At this time, the realm of strength seems to be unimportant...

The smile on Marquis Vladimir's face remained unchanged, and he said quietly: "So what?

I have awakened the blood of the ancestors, and now I am a demigod! I already have the godhead and divine power, mortals, you can't hurt me!

But I can control the blood in your body..."

Marquis Vladimir looked at Roland like he was playing with a toy. After becoming a demigod, he has no worries and no mortal can kill him.

Even if it is the Holy See, it will take a huge price and means to suppress him!

"But as a god, I can allow you to make the first move." Marquis Vladimir smiled and said, "It just so happens that I also need to get acquainted with the power in my body."

Roland stood with his sword in his hand. He raised his head and looked at Blood Moon. He didn't make a move or speak. He seemed to be estimating the time and waiting for something.

Seeing Roland's appearance, Marquis Vladimir showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"What, what are you waiting for?"

Roland finally retracted his gaze, looked towards Marquis Vladimir, smiled slightly, and said softly:

"I'm waiting for the poison in your body to attack."

Marquis Vladimir was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Immediately, he felt that the blood in his body seemed to faintly start to stagnate, and severe pain began to come from his heart.

Roland said lightly: "Why, Your Excellency Vladimir, didn't you feel a strange power in the blood from the time you devoured the blood of these people?"

Marquis Vladimir's expression became completely gloomy. Of course, he felt that something was wrong with the blood in his body at that time.

But He, who was awakening the bloodline at that time, thought it was a normal reaction to awaken the ancestor's bloodline.

His face began to twitch, and then the corners of his eyes, lips, nostrils, and ears all oozed green blood, and even began to corrode his skin, which looked extremely terrifying!

"How can it be!?"

Marquis Vladimir wailed in pain, and his face began to distort, forcing him to half-kneel on the ground, even if he had awakened his blood and became a demigod.

But he still couldn't resist the severe pain in his body!

He stared at Roland resentfully, spitting green stinky blood: "When...I..."

"Della's fangs and blood." With a gentle smile on his face, Roland patiently explained to the demigod:

"From the moment you devour these people, you have been poisoned.

Because they... have all drank the fangs and blood of the Sea Della...."