Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 467 Noble Like Me
The figure moves forward in the swaying light and shadow, as if it is not the light that flickers, but the figure.

Moisture adheres to the cold stone wall, and where the smell of blood is strong, you can still see the traces left by the miserable souls of the past.The blood servant crouched in the corner, barking like a vicious dog at every living thing that passed by.In this crazy castle, darkness has swallowed reason.

But all the strange powers and gods are not as good as that strange figure.

Bloodstains darkened in his shadow, goremen whimpered beside him.Walking on the red carpet like a king of madmen.

"I'm Lyle?" A gentle voice.

"You're Lyle?" a sullen voice said.

The figure was talking to himself, and the two different tones made him look terminally ill.

"Stupid vampires, they don't understand what power is at all." The gloomy voice whispered like a demon, and the words were full of contempt, "Power is not just spells, but also knowledge."

"Knowledge is power, such a familiar phrase. You know that? It makes you cute."

"Shut up, you idiot, you are cute if you want to be cute. You didn't realize my existence so late, you are such a cute idiot!"

"Ominous Omen is Lyle, we are not mystical, we are spiritual suggestion, we are two sides of personality."

"Is this the humiliation of being sealed? Sharing a barren body with the cowardly side, I finally understand the sorrow of the old god Triton."

"It's nice of you to be dissatisfied with my body, but it's also hard for me to be crowded with you."

"Lyle, have you become a Ralph, you idiot?"

"You chose, Xueba. By the way, you are more like Ralph."

"..." The two voices were still together in the same lips, as if feeling the same misfortune.

"Let's do business..." "Okay..."

"The flow of magic power that exists in this seal does not match the way of using magic power recorded by the various races in Wandering City in memory. This is an unknown race ability, stronger and older."

"The Holy Light Seal?"

"The holy light can indeed crush evil, but the clergy who have the ability to arrange a seal of this scale, do you think they will not kill this group of vampires? This is a power of order different from ours, but it is also There is disorder. What does that mean..."

"This is an ancient existence before humans dominated the world, and ancient existences are usually fierce."

"It's powerful and young, with strong suppressing ability, but the structure of the spell is quite simple, just like a castle drawn by a child casually, and then the castle can really live in people."

"Does that mean we have an opportunity?"

"But this is where this dead child is headstrong. It does not allow any other power within the seal range, and everything has to be done according to it. Moreover, as a 'child', it is still growing, and every time It's getting stronger all the time."

"It's really good news. Ten days later, when the Anti-Christ is born, this place will become a paradise for vampires."

"It might be worse. If the seal can be expanded, the vampire happy house will become bigger and bigger. They might be able to open to the door of the church."

"Can this enchantment suppress Mr. Raymond?"

"Not yet, but we don't know where the limit of its growth is."

"The Luoshutar blood clan played a good game of chess."

"Letting us in was the worst move they could have made, and they were dead."

"The tall building was overthrown by me." Lyle's figure cheered up for a while, and then fell into a downturn, "But we haven't even unlocked our power yet."

"That cup is the key to the freedom of the vampires in the seal. That breath, that smell, gave me a familiar feeling. Very familiar, very familiar."

"Dellaris is lying to us? Drinking the blood of God will not turn us into blood bags?"

"He can only understand the truth he knows, and we are at the source of all unknowns. Drink it, Lyall, if the blood can affect us, I have to say, I am looking forward to it, maybe it can improve your body."

"The improvement in our hearts may be a different concept. You don't need to say, I will drink it, for Beatrice."

"Hehehe, that woman must be very touched, about you taking away her sister."

Lyle shuddered suddenly.

"Arianna...should...not be angry, this is...forced by the situation."

"……idiot."

There were no vampires in the hall. After the dinner party, they returned to their rooms, or went out to look for food. Now it is midnight, which is the active time of vampires. Maybe somewhere in the castle, they are holding a party. Party all night.

What a loss for them, they didn't have the chance to witness the birth of their ominous omen.

The quilt was placed on the seat of the Throne of Delaris, and the overflowing black blood had already flowed a circle of black blood pools on the throne. The overflowing blood seemed uncontrollable, which also explained why this The castle is full of blood stains, presumably the sanguinary concept of cleanliness has been tortured and disappeared by this overflowing cup.

The original gold texture has completely disappeared, leaving behind a vaguely shaped rough stone cup composed of black and red stones.

"It looks rough."

"Very ancient, too."

"High emotional intelligence." Lyle smiled, took the cup with both hands, and hovered in the air for a moment.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for special effects. Logically speaking, when a person of my status lifts the cup, there should be some unprecedented special effects, just like Mr. Lyle's christening ceremony."

"It's very simple, this cute seal won't spoil the slut, do you want to drink it or not!"

Lyle's hand was about to move, and he quickly drank the blood in it, lest his hand couldn't help strangling himself.

The smell of rust stimulated his taste buds, and Lyle could feel the black blood left along the digestive tract, the mouth, esophagus, stomach, and small intestines were stinging, these damned blood seemed to be alive, they pierced his body The intestinal wall enters the whole body more actively than absorption.

The sting should have burned Lyle's head, but Lyle was feeling something else.

Liberation, freedom and new life.

The shadows swirled, and the entire hall was swallowed by a huge shadow. Wriggling tentacles climbed up Lyall's shoulders, and twisted monsters grew out of their backs. Nia's roar and ominous laughter filled the entire hall.

Lyle watched his body, completely free of strength, growing.

Feeling both familiar and unfamiliar, Lyle stared blankly at the black blood.

"The blood in the blood-red holy grail makes the blood race the blood of anti-Christ..."

"God's blood is my blood."

"A more perfect blood of mine..."

(End of this chapter)