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Antivirus Program: I admit that I have a gambling component…
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Antivirus Program: I admit that I have a gambling component…
[48/60]_1 “Plop”
The mont the mistress dove into the Sacred Blood Pool like an osprey catching its prey, she opened her eyes underwater.
Although she possessed the noble status of the Clan Leader’s daughter, this was her first ti being so close to the clan’s sacred pool.
Although the pool seed to be boiling on the surface, it was still chilling cold inside.
The viscous liquid seed like real coalescing blood, but it was murkier than the Holy Pool water Phemys had seen a few tis before.
It gave an unmistakably twisted feeling of coldness.
Phemys and Cui Si had anticipated that the Sacred Pool would be contaminated.
But it was only when she dived deep into the pool that she realized what her deranged father had poured into the otherwise immaculate Sacred Blood Pool during his ti in the subspace…
Vampire’s Blood Essence!
To contaminate the ancient Sacred Blood Pool, endowed with supre spiritual energy, to such an extent, countless drops of blood from the clan’s elite, corrupted by the subspace, must have been poured into the pool.
“Yue…”
Having realized this, the young mistress retched once underwater.
She covered her mouth tightly, never before more disgusted by the sight of red.
She felt she would never again enjoy the pleasure of drawing blood.
How pitiful, her life now devoid of a ans to delight herself.
But now was not the ti for reflection, as the urgency couldn’t be ignored.
Even in the depths of the blood pool, she could hear the screams from outside.
The Witch Hunters were yowling as their blood was extracted.
Their lives being drained by her monstrous father.
There was no ti to waste!
Phemys gently turned her left hand and a sparkly red object landed in her palm.
It was the Brigadier Fragnt, which had earlier been taken away by the old knight Finoc.
Only this object, representing the position of the Blood Vulture Clan’s Clan Leader and treated as a miraculous artifact from the mystical era before the epoch, along with the Sacred Blood Pool, could sever Salockdale’s connection to the Clan’s Blood Pool.
The exact thod had been taught to her by Cui Si.
Eager as she was to know how Cui Si had access to the “forbidden knowledge”, which unquestionably would have been secret in any other clan, Phemys didn’t have the luxury of ti for hesitation at the mont.
She dived to the deepest part of the Sacred Blood Pool, held the Brigadier Fragnt in both hands, and controlled the blood from her fingers to flow into the fragnt’s engraved patterns.
Being the first in line to inherit the Clan Leader’s position, she was the best catalyst to turn the tides of the seemingly dood destiny.
Reddish light emanated endlessly from the Brigadier Fragnt as if forming a halo around Phemys, sparking a strong spiritual energy reaction against the Sacred Blood Pool which had been corrupted by chaotic forces.
It appeared as though the stone tablet fragnt, representing the Blood Vulture Clan and angered by the contamination of the origin of the Blood Vulture by chaos, was emanating a unique frequency of spiritual energy from Phemys’ hand and made the Sacred Blood Pool “boil” in a literal sense.
“It’s actually working!”
Overjoyed, Phemys couldn’t help but marvel at the overshadowed brilliance of Cui Si from their clan.
But before her joy lasted three seconds, an imnse force erupted from above her head.
She looked up in astonishnt, only to see the boiling Sacred Blood Pool rotating and forming a whirlpool above her.
Above her head, holding a Witch Hunter in his hand, Salockdale, with his giant blood wings spread out like dragon wings, was looking down on her.
The Witch Hunter in his hand struggled, but no sound was able to escape his lips.
His blood continually gushed from his nostrils, ears, mouth, and under the manipulation of the potent control of blood, flowed endlessly into Salockdale’s skin beneath.
His face, as dry and withered as a mummy, was gradually reverting to its original appearance.
As preparatory asures for the onslaught against the Blood Vulture Duke, the Witch Hunter elites must surely have ingested dicine that saps the strength of vampires.
However, such dicine would prove useless when faced with Salockdale, who was already a Gold Stage being further strengthened by the chaotic spiritual energy from the Subspace.
“Toxins…
bitter with an inherent malicious intent to harm life, much like the bewitching nature of order, and very much like the so-called justice that makes fools willingly shackle themselves.”
“Since the advent of life, bravery has never been a characteristic that promotes survival, nor is it a necessity for life.”
“Let alone recklessness…”
The Blood Vulture Duke looked down at his rebellious daughter, his flesh and blood in the literal sense.
Yet, not a shred of emotion could be seen in his black eyes tinged with purple.
His dehydrated, raspy voice echoed in Phemys’ trembling ears.
“It’s all mixed up – reckless, foolish, stubborn.
Just like what you’re doing right now.
How…
how I ended up with such a fool for a daughter?
I raised you so conscientiously.
Ah, you’ve been tainted by Cui Si’s rebellious spirit.”
“I can only say, what a pitiful, defective good-for-nothing you are!”
“Ah!”
Phemys felt her blood flowing in reverse throughout her body.
The ensuing intense pain caused her to vomit her own blood, which turned into blood shackles that bound her arms and legs, suspending her mid-air.
The Brigadier Fragnt in her hand was seized by Salockdale.
He was still the Blood Vulture Duke!
Until his downfall, Phemys was just the first-in-line successor.
If he didn’t give his consent, Phemys had no authority to take anything!
This land and the Blood Vulture Clan will forever belong to him.
These pitiful creations of his dared to oppose their pre-ordained destinies and his plans?
What wishful thinking!
“Thump”
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