Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

"Meow--!"

Warfarin suddenly screamed:

"Don't be so blunt! Even I have a sense of shame, okay?"

She hugged her legs, buried her hot face in her knees and muttered:

"This is also the first time for him... I have never done such a shameful thing since I was born... I actually threw myself on a man, like a hungry blood demon... Ahhh~~ !"

"Miss, if I remember correctly, you were originally a blood demon, right?"

Did this woman live for too long and forget her own race? Luo Zhen was shocked.

And he soon discovered another anomaly.

Warfarin has calmed down now, and even took off her breathing mask.

But correspondingly, she was much calmer than Luo Zhen imagined.

He asked curiously: "Now you won't lose control? It's okay to smell me?"

She nodded: "Well, it's because I sucked blood."

Miss Gorefiend played with her long snow-white hair, twirling her fingers around as if hiding her shame:

"The last time I drank real fresh blood was before I came to Rhodes Island. I had trained enough to be able to endure it, but suddenly you appeared, and the blood-sucking urge I had suppressed for several years suddenly burst out. Out."

"So at the beginning, I was still using your blood sugar for training, and I took in very, very little. But now that I've drank your blood directly, I'm fine for the time being."

"...Can the Gorefiend survive without drinking blood?"

Luo Zhen was very surprised.

He was not only surprised by the peculiar ecology of the Gorefiend, but also by Warfarin's stronger self-control than he had imagined.

According to the blood demons in the public perception, they should be so hungry, thirsty and bloodthirsty that if they don't eat for a few days, they will be unbearable.

But Hua Farin not only endured it, but also endured it for several years, which is much better than Luo Zhen imagined.

Speaking of this, Warfarin also raised her chin proudly:

"That's right, I don't even look at who Yu is! Self-suggestion courses, blood substitutes, my experience is so rich that I can be a professor to my fellow clansman!...Although I still failed at you. That's it."

Having said that, Warfarin seemed quite dissatisfied, shaking her body with a puffy face.

She moved her little feet in black pantyhose, and said subtly:

"But, Luo Zhen. After actually tasting it, I seem to know why your blood is so special."

Luo Zhen was also very curious: "Oh? How should I say it?"

"We gorefiends are very good at distinguishing the blood of different races. Except for some guys with strange tastes, the general gorefiends like blood with lower origin stone content, the lower the better. So unless it is a last resort, we don't Will eat the Sarkaz family, because most of them are infected."

"As for Luo Zhen, not only does your blood not have the stink of origin stones, but it is also very thick and mellow to the point that it makes me lose my mind."

The blood master said seriously: "Your [purity] is completely different from other races in Terra."

Luo Zhen's expression was unclear:

"Purity, is it useful?"

87. The Demon King with the Black Crown [Fourth Update]

Luo Zhen didn't think there was anything "pure" about his own blood.

Although his own blood can cure ore disease, he still doesn't understand why.

Although Lateran said that he was the Son of God, he didn't believe it, or rather, he didn't want to believe that there was such a mythical setting.

He prefers to understand it as a special physique.

No matter what the source of this physique is, whether he is a purebred Sakota or not, this is at least much more reasonable than the identity of [Son of God].

And Warfarin, who said this, didn't seem to know how to explain it.

She groaned distressedly: "I also said it based on my feeling, there is no actual evidence... But your blood is different from other races in Terra, I can be sure of this."

Warfarin claims to be a vampire elite who has tasted the blood of most races in Terra, so she is absolutely unmistakable.

But what she still couldn't let go of made her frown and mutter:

"To be honest, your taste is completely different from the average Sakota (angel). If I can't see your halo and wings, I can't think of you as an angel."

"what……"

Luo Zhen is a bit subtle.

He himself doesn't like the identity of the Son of God.

But he has also accepted the racial identity of an angel since he was born.

After all, this is the only race with halos and wings, what else can he be if he is not an angel.

Warfarin sighed: "It's a pity. When the previous devil king was alive, I had no interest in participating in troubles, so I have been living in seclusion. It would be great if I got in touch with her and tasted her. The angel's holy son and devil Demon King of the Clan, maybe you guys will get in touch with each other, this is my mistake!"

Warfarin rolled around on the bed as if she really regretted it.

Luo Zhen comforted her with a smile: "There is no way, the past has already passed, after all, it has passed away... Wait, what did you just say?"

Luo Zhen suddenly reacted.

His eyes widened, and he dashed forward to the bed, pressing on Warfarin!

"ah……!?"

Warfarin let out a small moan.

She is no longer in heat, so she seems a little cringe.

But she didn't push Luo Zhen away either, she just looked at him timidly as if she was a little scared:

"Luo, Luo Zhen...? Your expression is a bit scary... You were so ugly just now, you don't want to think about it now... But, but give me some time. I just sorted out my mood, so I need to cooperate so quickly You, me too..."

"Warfarin."

Luo Zhen stopped Warfarin's shameful lines.

With one hand propped next to Warfarin's ear, he performed the legendary "Bed Boom"!

The angel's son showed the most handsome and serious expression so far, which made Miss Gorefiend's heart thump wildly.

After messing up her little heart, Luo Zhen said:

"Warfarin. What is the [Devil King] you mentioned just now?"

"……………………"

Warfarin's eyes lost their brilliance, and she was literally dead.

She let out a long sigh, bent her legs wrapped in black pantyhose, and pressed her knees against him:

"I'll tell you, start with me first. You're too close, the smell is so strong, I'm about to lose control."

"Ah, sorry, I didn't notice."

Luo Zhen sat back in a dignified manner.

Warfarin tidied her hair with some displeasure, her face flushed slightly:

"Devil King...I didn't expect that, haven't you heard of the Devil King? He is clearly the son of Lateran? Didn't any angel tell you?"

Luo Zhen shook his head: "No."

"I've never heard of any demon king in the Sarkaz people. After all, the education of angels is very demonized."

This is not good for extremely fanatical theocratic countries. The knowledge they teach their children is basically paranoid.

Especially for Sarkaz, who has a grudge against his ancestors, Lateran's education is very demonized.

Warfarin also nodded understandingly:

"That's right. It's this kind of education that makes every generation of pope knights so powerful. You angels obviously don't have the lifespan and strength of Sarkaz's long-lived species, but you can rely on firecrackers and morale and Saka It is no wonder that we have fought for a thousand years."

People who live a long time are good for this. Although Warfarin is a Sarkaz, she can look at inter-ethnic issues objectively.

So Hua Farin explained to Luo Zhen in detail:

"The so-called demon king is similar to the holy son in the angel's legend. There has been a fable among the Sarkaz population since ancient times, saying that the demon king wearing a black crown will one day enslave all races and fill the earth with energy. stone."

"However, the angel's son is different, and the Sarkaz's demon king has always existed."

Warfarin speaks amazingly.

In the myth of angels, the Son of God will be born on the eve of the end of the world, preside over the last judgment, lead the chosen race to destroy the old world, and create a perfect heaven on earth.

So since it was born on the eve of the end of the world, it means that no holy son was born in the history of Lateran, and they have only kept such a legend for thousands of years.

It wasn't until Luo Zhen was born that they truly believed that their beliefs were correct.

This old world is about to be destroyed, and he will follow the Son to establish the heaven on earth.

But Warfarin also said: The demon king of Sarkaz will eventually enslave all races.

"The specific era in which this prophecy was produced is impossible to test. But at least it has existed since thousands of years ago, and no one has questioned its authenticity."

"And the devil kings are real. They will use a special way to pass on their power to their successors after their death. The power of each generation of devil kings will be accumulated to the next generation, making future devil kings even stronger."

Warfarin paused and took a breath:

"The source of the demon king's power is the origin stone, or the power of Sarkaz's population."

...Warfarin opened a new door for Luo Zhen.

She told the truth that the angels never knew: Origin Stone has memory.

Warfarin touched her chest with one hand, and said, "You must have been curious, right? Why are we Gorefiend, Wendigo, and other Sarkaz branch races, everyone's ecology and appearance are very different, but they can be united? A race...albeit not united at times."

"This is because we know it innately. When every Sarkaz was born, this world full of origin stones told us: we are all compatriots, and we are all lives that inherit the memory of origin stones."

"……real or fake?"

Luo Zhen was shocked for a whole year and was speechless.

Warfarin sucked Luo Zhen's soy milk and nodded:

"Of course I'm talking about Sarkaz with ancient blood. Over time, the blood of many ethnic groups has become impure. The only ones who can inherit the memory of their ancestors now are the long-lived species like Wendigo and Bloodfiend. No, because we don't have children very often."