The twelve huge monuments were activated in an instant, and an ancient aura slowly transmitted out, and the entire ground seemed to begin to shake. The twelve stone tablets of unknown origin began to vibrate at a strange frequency, and finally reached a strange pulsation, bringing this altar to life!

Deacon threw his head and waved his arms like a madman, and his subordinates were laughing maniacally, they were cheering, they were jumping, their masters had waited too long and too long, until this moment, it was all worth it, their master Deacon would eventually become a god. Become the god of the entire vampire clan, as recorded in the human skins!

"Finally! I've waited until this day! I will be the greatest god in the world! Deacon tore off his coat and shouted shirtless. He stared greedily at the strange drop of blood in the dome, crystal clear, but it was only a small drop, but it seemed to have a kind of magic power, attracting everyone's eyes and not taking their eyes off it.

There was a vampire staring, his manic mood spreading, he couldn't help it, the drop of blood seemed to whisper to him, guiding him to drink the blood. The vampire was also a little insane, and he screamed and pounced on it, trying to push Deacon himself to meet the blood.

The other vampires subconsciously tried to stop them, but the strange thing was that they all stopped, and each vampire's eyes flickered, and they seemed to be expecting something in their greedy eyes.

"How dare you blaspheme your gods!"

Enraged, Deacon grabbed the vampire by the neck with ghostly speed, tearing it in half with a slight force, and looked at his men with a fierce gaze, warning the group not to disobey him.

The vampires looked frightened and bowed their heads in submission. At least on the surface, he showed surrender, and in the heads that were lowered one by one, he didn't know what he was calculating, at least the dark light was not right.

Deacon sneered, he was able to go from a mongrel to today, and he had experienced all kinds of intrigues. Deacon knew better than anyone what his loyal subordinates were thinking. Although this group of vampires has been following him for a long time, no one knows how many of these guys are for profit, and how many of them are pawns of a certain family. Betrayal is the most common thing in Deacon's world.

Deacon himself is constantly betraying one noble master after another, discarding them like garbage. Otherwise, how could he rely on his identity as a hybrid to get to where he is today? In the dark world of vampires, loyalty is the most unreliable and ridiculous.

The group of vampire families, large and small, were also convinced of Deacon's ruthlessness, and they were happy to push out such a mad dog to charge forward, sweeping away one obstacle after another for each family, and finally bringing down the entire council.

The council has been brought down, and Deacon, the mad dog, has officially begun to fight back. The various families have confidence in themselves, and Deacon is even more confident in himself.

Each stone tablet had strange symbols on it, which originally looked like some kind of mysterious graffiti, but seemed to be stimulated by some indescribable force, and one after another began to glow. I don't know how many thousand years have passed, and the words on these steles have once again been awakened by future generations. Deacon wants to use these words and steles to further his life form, to become a god without any weaknesses, he wants to rule the world, and become a god of all species in the world.

At that time, any human government, any mutant group, any ancient race in seclusion will all be his slaves.

Deacon is a crazy man, the council members once warned him not to underestimate the world, but Deacon did not take it to heart, everything is no longer a problem after he becomes a blood god.

Long lifespan, endless power, immortal body, with these, he will have the whole world.

Roar! Roar! Roar!!

An ancient beast-like roar came out of Deacon's mouth, and his entire face was distorted, and his whole person was distorted!

The trembling of the twelve steles became bigger and bigger, and even caused a small earthquake, countless dust rustled down, and many vampires on the scene showed shocked looks, no one thought that it was just a pile of ancient stone tablets, and there would be such terrifying power!

The twelve steles emitted a dazzling light, and the councillors in front of each stele seemed to be imprisoned by some terrible force, one after another let out a terrible scream, and an unknown power suddenly appeared in their bodies, devouring and exploiting everything!

Ahh!!!hh

The miserable screams kept coming, and the body of each councillor slowly dissipated in the creepy gaze of the onlookers! Their empty pupils lost their life, and each noble councillor unconsciously opened his mouth wide and flew out of a skeleton under the staring gaze of some vampires!

A skeleton flew out of the mouth of every councilor!

"What the hell is this?!"

Some vampires couldn't dodge in time, and were hit by aimlessly flying but incredibly fast skeletons, and soon like those councilors, their bodies dissolved, and even their bones were devoured, leaving nothing left! The vampires panicked, and then they remembered that they should dodge, but it was too late, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be faster than these weird skeletons!

All twelve councillors were gone, and only the skeletons that seemed to come to life proved their existence. The skeletons flew around like crazy, slaughtering a large number of vampires, as if they had absorbed enough blood, and finally aimed at Deacon standing in the center, scrambling to pounce on Deacon, burrowing into Deacon's body and disappearing.

Even if he was as determined as Deacon, he couldn't help but let out a scream every time he got into a skeleton. These skeletons carry the elements of the ancient bloodline, sealing the memories of the vampire's origin, and all of them are devoured by Deacon at this time.

The crystal clear blood had already silently landed on Deacon's head, and he nervously smeared the blood all over his face, adding a rampant smell to him.

Twelve skeletons all burrowed into Deacon's body, and it was hard to imagine how Deacon's body could contain so many strange things. The grunts came from Deacon's body, from small to large, and eventually deafening!

The surviving vampires knew that Deacon should have succeeded. They showed a look of happiness and regret, glad that they were not devoured by those weird bone frames, and regretted that if they had been more decisive just now, everyone would have rushed up, then the one who had evolved into a blood god now might be themselves.

Deacon's body twisted and deformed, and then began to revert back to its original form, and the cycle repeated. Every time the distortion recovered, the essence of his life changed a little.

"What about Donnie? And what about that amazing mutant?! Deacon's body seemed to be a liquid covered in skin, constantly changing, making him stumble and stumble when he walked. But that didn't stop him, and he yelled with a contorted countenance, "I want Donnie's blood!" The blood of the Daywalker is just an introduction, only that magical mutant can give me more with his blood!! ”