Alien world

Chapter 984 Chapter 215. Wood's Pain
Vampires, as magical creatures, have no ability to reproduce, so their Embrace is, to some extent, a substitute for reproduction: and the two are very similar, both injecting essence to make it catalytic - but there is a limit on the amount.

The Skeleton King used the method of collecting venom from venomous snake fangs to extract the only small drop of Wood's First Embrace Blood, and held it in the air with the wizard's hand to avoid contamination.

"So little? Are you bragging? This is not even enough for a First Embrace." Annan who was standing aside said.

"A little... a little is enough!" Wood lacked confidence.

He was just a blood servant who was accidentally bitten by a vampire. He had not received any systematic knowledge about blood clans and didn't know if it was enough.

"That's enough. The source blood itself is a kind of power. If you inject all of it during the first embrace, you will get all of the power. If you disperse it, the power will be divided equally."

Wood quickly cast a grateful look towards the Skeleton King.

Annan suddenly realized that what the Skeleton King was going to do was the same thing: divide the Blood of the First Embrace into hundreds of portions.

It's just that it uses magic to identify the characteristics of the First Embrace Blood, and then dilutes it through potions and spells without changing its properties, using advanced attainments in potions, alchemy, and spells to accomplish the feat of hand-rubbing the vaccine.

Annan couldn't help but sigh: "Magic is really amazing..."

"I'm so cold..."

Without his source blood, Wood looked like he had indulged in excessive sexual activities. His face, which was already pale as a vampire, was now as pale as a dead person.

"Is he okay?" Annan asked the Skeleton King.

"To use an example you can understand, he is now like a man drained by a succubus. He will be very weak for a short period of time."

"understood."

The Skeleton King started to mix the potion. Dozens of alchemical materials floated out from its magic ring and were controlled by the wizard's hands, some were crushed, some were tanned, some were mixed... and from here on, Annan could no longer understand.

Annan, who is like a mudblood, turns to the neglected Wood.

"I want to suck blood!" He opened his mouth loudly: "Real human blood!"

Because of the Free City Code, Annan did not allow Wood to hurt people at will, so Wood used the blood of livestock or wine as a substitute... This was also the reason why Wood had not even become a lord despite having the Free City behind him.

"Sure. I caught a lot of people yesterday. You can pick a few of them and let you drink as much as you want." Annan agreed.

Wood was speechless after being hit by the surprise. Annan asked Skeleton King: "How long will it take to make the vaccine?"

After just chatting for a while, a large number of floating potions disappeared, leaving only a ball of bright red blood floating in the air.

"It's ready now," said Skeleton King.

Annan showed the bewilderment that only a Mudblood would have: "It only took you a few minutes..."

The Skeleton King's soul fire leaped: "I accelerated my thinking, so it was actually three days."

"That's pretty quick..." Annan knew why Skeleton King did this: "Thank you, Mr. Skeleton King."

"It's just a small favor, and I got some inspiration." Skeleton King's skull couldn't show any emotion, but it looked like it was smiling: "I need you to do me a favor, too."

"what?"

"It's not the right time yet... I'll find you when that day comes." The Skeleton King said, and asked Annan to find a few patients to test the effects.

Annan asked Little Small to pick out three patients for the experiment. Their infection levels ranged from mild to severe, and their ages ranged from young, middle-aged and elderly.

"You already know what to do, do you have anything to say?" Annan asked the patients.

The middle-aged man among the three coughed so hard that he almost coughed out his lungs. There was blood on the corner of his raised mouth: "Hey... Please start, Mr. Annan, we didn't expect there was still a chance of rescue..."

"Can I still hold a weapon after cooperating with you?" the young man said, "I don't want to rot in a cave like them. Give me a sword and I will go to the battlefield."

The old man hung his head. He was carried in by someone. If he didn't get treatment, he could only hold on for half a day at most.

Three blood threads separated from the blood cell of the Skeleton King, like a mosquito bite, and drilled into the necks of the three patients.

Annan had never seen the scene of the vampire's first embrace, but it should be similar to what he saw: the dull heartbeat sounded clearly, and the blood that had penetrated into the neck seemed to penetrate into the eyes, forming a slightly curved blood-red crescent at the bottom of the pupil. The youngest man with the best physique and the youngest who had just been infected with the plague straightened his slightly bent back, then frowned and covered his mouth. The middle-aged man who was slightly inferior first regained his rosy complexion, stopped coughing, and a muffled rumbling sound came from his stomach. The most seriously ill old man's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, but he did not open his eyes.

"I feel... much better." said the middle-aged man.

The young man grinned, showing his fangs that were almost like canine teeth.

Annan stared at the still unconscious old man: "Is the concentration too low?"

"Ah."

But you don't need to re-mix. If the concentration is not enough, you can make up for it with the dosage.

The Skeleton King manipulated the second blood thread to drill into the old man's neck, and soon, the heartbeat of the old man, who was previously dying, gradually became stronger.

"The curse in their bodies has been basically removed. They just need to rest for a few days to be fine." said the Skeleton King.

The plague that even the great wizards were troubled by could be eliminated so easily - the prerequisite was that a legendary wizard who was willing to help and was proficient in alchemy and potions could be found.

"If we inject vampire vaccine into everyone, will we be immune to the plague?" Annan had some inappropriate fantasies.

"It's not an antidote, there will definitely be some side effects." Skeleton King reminded.

"That's true... I'll go save him right now!" Annan turned around in a hurry and almost bumped into Wood.

"Why are you still here?"

Wood looked at Annan resentfully: "My blood..."

Annan opened the portal and said to the guard on the other side, "Take Wood to the prison to choose whichever one he wants to smoke."

"Ah...oh...uh, I mean...yes, sir!"

The guard saluted with his chest puffed out, and took Wood away. Looking at his cheerful back, Annan inexplicably felt as if he had sold his child to get money for wine...

"How many people can it cure?" Annan remembered something and asked the Skeleton King.

"There are six hundred copies of this source blood."

"How many patients do we have?" Annan asked Little Small.

"1096 people, four more died just now..."

Six hundred doses of vaccine were obviously not enough, so Annan was about to summon Wood. Skeleton King then said, "Many patients have mild symptoms, and they don't need to waste vaccines."

"That's good……"

……

Wood twirled the wine glass filled with scarlet liquid, his lips were red, and he was as elegant as a nobleman.

If it weren't for sitting in a dark dungeon.

wow-

At this time, a chaotic sound of footsteps was heard.

Wood looked up and asked the jailer who had hurried over what was going on.

"Lord Annan needs lots of blood, so let's get the blood of the prisoners!"

Wood suddenly felt that the blood in the wine glass was not sweet anymore...

It took him three years to finally have the chance to taste human blood... Although he drank it a few times during that time, his followers had the chance to taste the wonderful blood right after their transformation...

(End of this chapter)