Chapter 185: The King of the Blood Clan Becomes a God
"The Eyes of Justice, the White Elephant's Tusks have decided to surrender to me, how could it be so fast?"
When Yang Feng heard the news from the envoy group, he had some doubts in his heart. The Eye of Justice and the White Elephant's Ivory are both among the six overlords of the Durandot subcontinent, and they have the ruins of the ancient warlock as their lair, and their strength is extremely powerful.
Yang Feng believes that as long as he gives himself a period of time for development, he will definitely be able to bulldoze the eyes of justice and the tusks of white elephants. However, such a hegemon-level force would choose to surrender to him so quickly, which made him a little unexpected.
Sha Yuena came to Yang Feng's side and said categorically: "That's right, there is definitely a conspiracy here!"
Yang Feng asked curiously, "Why?"
Although Yang Feng felt that something seemed to be wrong, he couldn't say what was wrong. In terms of development potential, Yang Feng's Steel City is indeed far stronger than the Eye of Justice and the White Elephant's Tusk. It is not surprising that these two forces chose to surrender to him.
Since Yang Feng broke through the Holy Golin City, countless human forces in the Durandot subcontinent have chosen to surrender to him.
Eunice is in charge of dealing with the surrender of human forces. Although the Iron City is now called a city, its sphere of influence has expanded to a force comparable to that of the Black Dragon Empire. This is not counting the power of the Rose Garden, if the power of the Rose Garden is added, Yang Feng's power will be even more powerful and terrifying.
Sha Yuena said categorically: "I have studied the six major power leaders of the Durandot subcontinent in detail. Acheson, the Eye of Justice, was ambitious and definitely not a man who was willing to live under others. Moreover, the claws of the wild and the tusks of the white elephant are in unison, and they breathe into one nostril. Now only the White Elephant Tusk has come forward to surrender. Wild Claws didn't react at all, which was definitely not normal. There's definitely a conspiracy in there!"
Yang Feng smiled faintly and said, "Hehe." In that case, then you should write back to them. Tell them. If they are sincere, they will come to the Rose Garden to talk. Anyway, we have the advantage, and even if they don't come, we have nothing to lose. ”
Sha Yuena said, "Yes, Lord!"
Yang Feng suddenly said, "How are you preparing for that matter?"
A solemn look flashed in Sha Yuena's beautiful eyes and said, "It's ready." ”
The corners of Yang Feng's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a smile: "Very good!"
The Duchy of Tyans, located next to the Marquisate of Satsuma, is extremely large and has a population of more than one million.
Night. The capital of the Duchy of Tyans is the city of Bamo.
In the middle of the city of Bamo, in a square lit with countless magic lamps, there are countless handsome young men and women.
Countless handsome young men and women were venting their desires together, and the ground was littered with dead and mutilated human corpses.
Countless young human boys, boys, men, and women were tied to the side like pigs, and their eyes looked at the scene in front of them in horror.
From time to time, a handsome young man and woman naked, walked up to the human boys and men, grabbed one of them as if they were picking food, opened their mouths, showed their sharp canine teeth, and bit down on the necks of the boys and men. Crazy devouring their blood.
Those handsome men and women are the Bloods and their minions, the vampires.
The Bloodline is also a powerful race, and every pure-blood will have terrifying powers comparable to that of a first-class warlock when they reach adulthood. Vampires, on the other hand, are pure-bloods who use a drop of their own blood to inject into other creatures, infecting them and transforming them into subordinates. Vampires who have been transformed by pure-bloods have a very low status among the bloodlines, and will be completely submissive to the pure-bloods who transformed them. There is no power to resist.
There are two ways for the Bloodline to increase their strength, one is to slowly increase their strength over time. The other is to absorb the blood of creatures with powerful souls. In the middle of the Turandot subcontinent. Their favorite food is human blood.
The lifespan of the Bloodline is also much stronger than that of many races, a lowliest Bloodline. If nothing else, it can even live for thousands of years. Slowly promoted to a high-level blood clan.
The blood clan is also a race that gives birth to handsome men and beautiful women, and after the great karcists of the Cangzhi plane conquered the plane where the blood clan is located, they also took the blood clan as a pet and brought it back to the Cangzhi plane. In the Durandot subcontinent, it is also because of the existence of this blood clan.
For ordinary people, the Bloods and Vampires are powerful and invincible. But for human warlocks, they are not difficult to deal with. Because the infection is too transmissible, the blood clan is also hunted down by humans in the Durandot subcontinent, and can only hide in dark corners. It is extremely unusual that so many blood clans have gathered in this Bamo City.
Moonlight fell from the sky to the earth.
A young man with blond hair and blue eyes, a handsome appearance, a slender figure, and a charm temperament that exudes both men and women, slowly walked to the center of the square full of bloody and obscene atmosphere. This young man is the only true blood clan in the Durandot subcontinent who has the power of a Grand Karcist - the King of the Blood Clan.
Behind the king of the blood clan were twenty-five high-level bloods, and those twenty-five high-level bloods were all handsome men and beautiful women, making it difficult to take their eyes off at first sight.
Among the blood clans, the low-level blood clan is equivalent to the first-level warlock of the human race, the intermediate blood clan is equivalent to the second-level warlock, the high-level blood clan is equivalent to the third-level warlock, and the true blood blood clan is equivalent to the human grand warlock. The True Blood Clan has purified the blood of the Blood Clan in its body to a terrifying point. In the eyes of some ancient blood clan powerhouses, only the true blood clan is considered their compatriots, and the rest of the blood clan are ants.
True Blood Clans can also start creating low-level Bloods in large quantities by injecting True Blood into other creatures, and ordinary Bloodlines are only capable of creating vampires, and the way of reproduction is mainly not much different from that of humans.
The young man walked to the middle of the square and shouted, "My countrymen, my servants!
"Long live the king!!!"
"Long live my king!!"
“......”
Below the square, there was an earth-shattering cheer, and everyone stared at the young man, their eyes full of frenzy.
"Our Bloodline has been taken here from our homeland by damned human warlocks. For 10,000 years, human sorcerers have humiliated and hunted our fellow human beings, forcing us to flee like lost dogs. Now, at last, it's time for us to fight back. As long as I, your king, become the god of the blood, then I will protect you with supreme divine power. Turn the entire Turandot subcontinent into our kingdom of God, and any human being will become our rations, and they will become our domestic animals, our slaves. ”
"Now, pray, pray with all your might, I need your strength to help me light the fire of God, become a true god, and protect my people. ”
Larit opened his hands, and opened a group of wings behind his back, and the momentum of his whole body continued to rise, and countless moonlight fell on his body, causing him to produce a divine aura.
"Great my lord Lalit, you are a more noble and divine being than the true ancestor. ”
"Great my lord Larit!"
"You are the ruler of all races...... You are the king of the night... Sower of fear!"
"Great my lord Larit!"
"You are the king of blood...... You are the invincible god of war...... You are the Grim Reaper who controls life and death!"
"Great my lord Larit!"
"We offer you the most devout faith, and from now on, after death, we will return to your kingdom of God. Be your shield against all damage. Become your sword and smash all your enemies for you. ”
"Great my lord Larit!"
"May you exalt the kingdom of God and become the stars of heaven!"
In the center of the entire venue, the voices of sacred prayers resounded one after another.
Many of the Bloods respectfully invited a Larit icon from their bosoms and placed it in front of them, and on top of those icons, a layer of faith was shrouded.
"I will be the god of all races, protecting you!"
Rarit's eyes burned with the fire of ambition, and with one hand in his hands, he took a step forward and roared loudly to the sky.
From that statue of Larit, a trace of faith power was extracted and directly submerged into Larit's body.
In the center of the venue, hundreds of thousands of blood clans were prostrate on the ground, reverently reciting prayers. One after another, the power of faith was directly submerged into Larit's body, making his momentum rise day by day.
Suddenly, a golden flame condensed in the center of Larit's eyebrows, and his life force field instantly emitted a terrifying transformation, transforming into a star warlock.
Larit only felt indescribably comfortable all over his body, and his whole person underwent an earth-shaking transformation, countless knowledge automatically became clear, and he laughed wildly: "Haha, I have ignited the divine fire and become a demigod, who else is my opponent in the Durandot subcontinent?"
At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky were tumbling and rolling, and the sky and the earth were dark, and a spear as black as ink shot out of the dark clouds, tearing through the space and stabbing on Larit's body.
"No!!why?why is this happening??"
Larit let out a terrible, heart-rending scream when he looked up to the sky, and then his body collapsed inch by inch like an ant.
"Fool, that's because the Cangzhi Plane does not allow anyone to become a god in the native land!"
The light was distorted, and Yang Feng suddenly appeared in shape, looking at Larit, whose body was collapsing inch by inch, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, and he sighed slowly.
The gods are the most powerful beings in the Alien Plane. Compared with the way of the warlock, the way of the gods has an incomparable huge advantage, that is, it lives for a long time, and the longevity is incomparable, even for the gods of the weak divine power level, the lifespan is as high as millions of years. (To be continued......)