He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"It is said to be an ancient artifact with unimaginable power."

"As long as we get it, even Zhang Beixing will probably flee!"

The person who spoke sneered repeatedly, with a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

"Okay, let's do it!"

"We must contact the barbarians secretly and get the treasure!"

The man in black robe gave the final decision with a blow, full of murderous intent.

I vowed to make that arrogant vampire taste the taste of defeat.

The news soon reached Zhang Beixing's ears.

"Ancient artifact? Barbarians?"

The black-haired man frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"It seems that things are not simple."

He muttered to himself, his eyes dark.

"Northbound, could it be that the Vatican is throwing a smoke bomb?"

Elena asked worriedly, her tone full of concern.

"My Lord, I am willing to go to the Northland in person to get to the bottom of this matter!"

Richard stepped forward with high morale.

"No need."

Zhang Beixing smiled faintly and didn't take it seriously.

"If the barbarians really have some magical weapon, how could I just sit there and do nothing?"

"What's more, those old guys in the Vatican may not abide by the rules."

He looked around, a hint of amusement appearing at the corners of his lips.

"This time, I want to go and meet him in person."

"See what other tricks they can come up with!"

A few days later, there was a vast northern land.

The wind was howling and the snowflakes were flying.

A majestic ancient tribe stands quietly surrounded by mountains.

"Reporting to the clan leader, the people from the Dark Empire have already invaded our territory!"

A panic-stricken scout knelt in the hall.

His voice was trembling, obviously he was frightened.

"Asshole, how dare you trespass into my barbarian holy land? What do you want to do?"

On the high platform, a muscular man covered in tiger skin suddenly became furious.

It was the barbarian chieftain, Bulu.

"This matter is very serious. I'm afraid it is related to that 'sacred weapon'"

The priest at the side stepped forward cautiously.

"Chief, if that vampire takes it away, our clan will be..."

"Don't talk nonsense! That is a treasure left by our ancestors!"

Bulu interrupted him with murderous intent.

"I want to see what magical powers the Dark Emperor has!"

Before he finished speaking, a loud bang that shook the earth suddenly exploded.

Boom!

The huge palace was shaking under this impact.

Countless bricks and broken stones fell from the ceiling.

"What on earth is going on?"

Everyone was shocked and looked towards the door.

But then I saw a tall and slender figure walking towards me.

Black hair, black clothes, black boots.

The triple darkness made him look like a demon descended from the earth.

"Yes, that vampire king! Zhang Beixing!"

The priest screamed and crawled to the side.

Afraid of becoming the target of venting.

"Barbarian Bulu, huh? Excuse me, but you are too rude."

Zhang Beixing curled the corners of his lips slightly, not taking the clan leader in front of him seriously at all.

"You are just a small tribe in the northern corner, and you dare to show off your skills in front of me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce murderous aura suddenly surged around him.

A cold light flashed, and the blade was as sharp as a razor.

He actually forced back the tribesmen who were surrounding him.

"Big Bold!"

Bulu gritted his teeth and trembled all over.

He really couldn't understand when a great barbarian tribe had fallen into such a situation?

"Damn vampire, what on earth do you want!"

"How? Heh."

Zhang Beixing stood leisurely with his hands behind his back, a playful look in his eyes.

"I just heard that you have some magical artifact here, so I wanted to take a look."

As he spoke, he glanced at the treasure box on the altar seemingly unintentionally.

Exquisite and simple, it exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

"So, this is it?"

The curve of the corners of the lips rose again.

"you"

Bulu's face turned pale, but he was speechless.

Because what the other party said was clearly the truth.

"Chief, at this point, it's still... still..."

The priest stepped forward tremblingly, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Although he was reluctant, the current situation did not allow them to confront each other head-on.

"That's it!"

Bulu gritted his teeth and finally let out a long sigh.

His eyes were filled with resentment and resentment.

"Zhang Beixing, although my barbarian tribe is not as good as you, we will never surrender easily!"

"Although this 'artifact' is precious, it is not something extraordinary."

"Today, I'll treat it as an exchange of allies and give it to you!"

As soon as the words fell, the palace fell into complete silence.

Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment and could hardly believe their ears.

How could a barbarian chieftain make such a concession?
"Hahahahaha!"

Zhang Beixing laughed loudly towards the sky, his eyes full of disdain.

"Brue, you are quite aware of current affairs!"

"But do you think you can bribe this king with just this one treasure?"

"That's too naive!"

After saying this, he waved his sleeves and a gust of wind suddenly arose.

It whistled through the hall, making everyone's robes rustle.

The next moment, something unexpected happened.

Whoosh!
A sharp royal sword had pierced into Bru's chest.

Blood gushed out, instantly dyeing his tiger skin deep red.

"Uh"

The barbarian chief's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He reached out his hand tremblingly, trying to draw the blade.

However, how can a mere mortal be the enemy of the king?
Pfft!
The tall figure fell heavily to the ground.

"Are you a devil?"

The priest collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

Just a few words, expressing despair.

Zhang Beixing didn't care and just smiled coldly.

With a flick of his five fingers, he took out the treasure box from the altar.

Without even looking at it, he stuffed it into his arms.

"I've said before that in this era, the surname is 'Zhang'."

"You all must bow down and submit!"

A few days later, the Dark Empire.

The news spread like wildfire.

The barbarian tribe was destroyed overnight and the tribe leader died tragically.

The culprit was none other than the dreaded vampire king.

For a time, the whole country was shocked.

Countless pairs of eyes once again turned their gazes towards the lofty figure.

Zhang Beixing, how long will you continue to be so arrogant?
"I've heard about the barbarians going north."

Elena looked worried, her tone full of concern.

"This time, you have completely offended those tribes."

Richard also echoed from the side, obviously worried about the safety of his lord.

"It doesn't matter."

The black-haired man looked on with disdain and stood with his hands behind his back.

"A mere barbarian wants to shake my throne?"

"How delusional!"

"But, what is that 'artifact'?"

Elena spoke hesitantly, her beautiful eyes moving around.

"You just brought it back like this, aren't you afraid of fraud?"

"That's right, my Lord. What if this is a trap set by those people from the Vatican?"

Richard also looked solemn.

After all, the opponent is insidious and cunning, and the matter is of great importance.

"No need to worry."

Zhang Beixing sneered and said, "I know my limits."

"How can a mere mortal weapon do anything to me?"

As he spoke, he took out the ancient box from his arms.

With slender fingers, she flicked gently.

Click!

The ingenious mechanism opened with a sound, revealing the things inside.

But I saw a dull jade pendant lying quietly on the black velvet cloth.

"Is this the legendary 'divine weapon'?"

Everyone in the room was shocked and looked at each other. They had never expected it to be so ordinary.

"So, it's just a trick of mortals."

Zhang Beixing snorted coldly and put the jade pendant away again.

His eyes became unfathomable again.

"Come here, send spies to the north to keep a close eye on the movements of the Holy See."

"Yes, my subordinate will do it now."

A guard took the order and left, full of fighting spirit.

He knew that his master was always wise and must have taken precautions long ago.

And his duty is to serve the Dark Empire to the best of his ability.

There was a solemn atmosphere at the Vatican headquarters.

The once glorious palace is now only in ruins.

The flickering candlelight illuminated several figures.

"Damn vampire, how dare you humiliate my church like this!"

A cardinal said bitterly, clenching his fists.

"How can a mere heretic have such omniscience?"

"Don't worry, Bishop. There is still hope."

Another person spoke up, his tone gloomy.

"According to the spies, the barbarian's sacred weapon has fallen into Zhang Beixing's hands."

"If we can catch them by surprise, we can take them back."

There was a gleam of cruelty in the cardinal's eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

"I want to see how long that brat can be so arrogant!"

However, they didn't know.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes were watching coldly.

Take it all in.

In the study of the imperial palace, Zhang Beixing was concentrating on examining the jade pendant.

The guard's report just now made him even more certain that the Vatican was secretly plotting something.

But this ancient object in front of me exudes an indescribable mystery.

"System, do you know the origin of this jade pendant?"

He whispered secretly, his tone serious.

[Master, this artifact is of great importance.]

[I looked up ancient books and found some fragments of information recorded there.]

[It seems to be related to the ancient demon god.]

"Demon?"

Zhang Beixing frowned slightly, and his eyes became more profound.

He muttered to himself, lost in thought.

"Bei Xing, do you think this is a trick of the Vatican? They deliberately let you get the jade pendant and then set you up."

Elena walked forward worriedly, her tone full of concern.

"My Lord, I am willing to investigate this matter for you and find out who is behind this!"

Zhang Beixing sneered and didn't take it seriously.

"The Vatican is just a mere institution, and you want to plot against me?"

He snorted coldly: "You really don't know how to live or die."

After saying this, he flicked his slender fingers lightly.

hum-

A purple light flashed, and the jade pendant shattered.

It turned into starlight and dissipated in the air.

"Beixing, what are you doing?"

Elena's body trembled, and she looked at the scene in disbelief.

Such a great artifact was destroyed just like that?
"Treasure? Ha, it's just a trick of mortals."

Zhang Beixing raised the corners of his lips slightly and stood with his hands behind his back.

“The real power is to be earned by oneself.”

The words fell to the ground, and the king's power was frightening.

At this moment, no one questioned his decision anymore.

Because he was born to be the ruler of this era.

The news once again spread to every corner of the Dark Empire.

The King of Vampires actually destroyed the "artifact" with his own hands.

The whole country was shocked and opinions were divided.

What exactly is Zhang Beixing planning? Isn't he afraid of retaliation from the Church and the barbarians?
Countless eyes were directed towards the direction of the imperial palace.

Looking forward to the arrival of a terrible storm.

At the Vatican headquarters, several high-ranking officials stood in the hall with grim expressions.

"Asshole! How dare that damned vampire be so arrogant!"

The cardinal was furious and wanted to take up his sword and mount his horse immediately.

"Calm down, Bishop. The most urgent thing now is..."

The cardinal at the side dissuaded him in a low voice.

"Unite the barbarians and demons to fight against the dark emperor!"

Before he finished speaking, an unexpected voice suddenly rang out.

"Well, let me meet that boy!"

Following the sound, a mysterious man in a cloak appeared in the hall at some point.

He exudes a terrifying aura and looks down on all living beings.

"Pope. Your Holiness!"

Everyone present was shocked and horrified.

Who could have expected that the Pope, who had always lived in seclusion, would show up at this time.

"No need to be so polite, I will personally take action this time."

The man raised his hand and said proudly.

"It's time to teach that arrogant vampire a lesson!"

At the same time, at the demon clan’s base camp.

Countless demon soldiers are gathering on the training ground.

The demon lord Talons sat on the high platform.

"Zhang Beixing, you are still too young."

He sneered disdainfully, his eyes sharp.

"How dare you destroy a mere holy weapon in public."

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

"My Lord, the people from the Holy See have sent envoys to form an alliance with our clan."

A demon general bowed and reported in a respectful voice.

"I don't know what you mean."

"Humph, am I the kind of person who changes his attitude according to the situation?"

The devil snorted coldly and said it in a decisive tone.

"Since Zhang Beixing dares to be my enemy, he must be prepared to pay the price!"

"Go, reject the Church and tell them that we demons don't want to be associated with them!"

"Yes, I obey!"

The demon general took the order and left, leaving behind a series of firm footsteps.

Talons turned around and looked into the distance.

The murderous look in his eyes almost pierced the sky.

"Zhang Beixing, let's fight it out for the throne!"

The barbarian territory was desolate.

Since the tragic death of the patriarch, the sacred artifact has been taken away.

The once powerful clan has been severely damaged.

"Damn it, it's all that vampire's fault!"

A burly man was beating his chest and stamping his feet in rage.

"The clan leader was murdered, how can we just let this go?"

"Yes, that devil will pay with his life sooner or later!"

"Everyone calm down, there is still hope."

An old voice suddenly sounded, like thunder.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a white-haired old man walking slowly towards them.

It was the high priest of the tribe.

"Master Priest, do you have a solution?"

Someone asked in a trembling voice, hope burning in his eyes.

"Yes, although the artifact was destroyed, I still remember a few of the inscriptions on it."

The old man said leisurely with a mysterious smile on his face.

"It is said that as long as a few other holy objects are gathered together, the ancient demon god can be summoned."

"By then, are you still worried that you can't deal with a mere vampire?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Then where are those holy objects?"

Some people asked impatiently, their blood boiling.

"As far as I know, one is in the demon tribe and the other is in the elf tribe."

The old man stroked his chin and pondered.

"The other one is in the hands of the Holy See"

"What?! No wonder the people from the Vatican came to lobby for an alliance."

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and almost gnashed their teeth.

"Lord, the decision has been made! We are willing to avenge the clan leader and we will succeed!"

"Even if I die, I will do it at all costs!"

Shouts like thunder and sea echoed in the hall.

Swearing, the bloody fire of revenge has been ignited.

In the dark imperial capital, inside the imperial palace.

Zhang Beixing was sitting alone in the corridor.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a particularly deep light on his face.

"It seems that a bloody storm is inevitable."

He muttered to himself, his eyes far away.

"Well, let them know what it means to fight against a rock with an egg and bring about one's own destruction!"

After saying this, the black-haired man raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The corners of his lips were drawn with an extremely evil arc. (End of this chapter)