God!
A god who came to this world!
Looking at the looming figure on the high platform, Albrecht felt that all the hair on his body stood up, and the devil's tail behind him exploded in an instant.
As a legend who has lived for more than two thousand years, Albrecht has been exposed to many myths over a long period of time.
Although the figure on the high platform did not show such a powerful aura, nor did it exude supreme power like the myths in his memory, the moment he saw him, his whole soul and body could not help but tremble. stand up.
He could feel the suppression coming from his bloodline.
When he looked into each other's eyes through the layers of mist, all his magic power quickly became sluggish and stiff.
That is the natural deterrent of higher-level life forms to lower-level life forms...
And for a legendary demon blood descendant like Albrecht who stood at an extraordinary vantage point, the only thing with a higher level of life than him was the gods!
Coupled with the Holy Emblem symbol that has been spread throughout the Blood Demon Order, the identity of the other party has been revealed.
God of Darkness…
The other party is the God of Dark Night!
After realizing this, Albrecht only felt an unprecedented sense of life and death crisis coming to his mind. Even when he offended the Blood Demon Archduke for being lazy and slippery during the war, it was not so frightening.
Without him, this is a myth that is hostile to the Blood Demon Order.
And now he is almost 100% sure that it was probably this god who had just forcibly summoned him and exposed him to the Holy Court in Lutecia!
The other party... is coming with bad intentions!
Albrecht was terrified, his brain was working rapidly, thinking of ways to escape.
At the same time, he tried his best to turn around the stagnant magic power and stimulate his bloodline power as much as possible to keep himself as calm as possible. He was ready to activate the secret method of teleportation at any time and escape desperately again.
However, when he tried to activate the power of his blood, something even more horrifying happened...
Albrecht was horrified to find that the power of blood in his body suddenly became active and full of vitality, strange and repulsive!
As if he had a life of his own, the power of his blood even faintly wanted to break free from his control.
That feeling... It was like the power of his blood had found its true destination and wanted to leave him and return to his mother's arms!
Feeling the change in blood power, Albrecht's eyes suddenly widened.
He looked at the figure on the high platform again, his expression becoming more and more suspicious.
This feeling of restless blood was no stranger to him, he had experienced it in the distant past.
That was two thousand years ago, a time when myths emerged one after another and blood descendants had not yet been divided...
The crimson mist loomed, and the figure on the throne became more majestic.
The surrounding scenes gradually became clearer, and a strong sense of déjà vu and familiarity came to mind.
And when this sense of familiarity was combined with the restlessness of his bloodline, Albrecht felt that ancient memories were spreading rapidly, and the throne and castle in front of him slowly overlapped with a scene in ancient memories...
It is also a majestic castle.
The solemn mural depicts the rise of the blood descendants. The princes of the six major clans and many dukes knelt down on one knee to worship the supreme throne of blood.
On the throne, the ancient god whose face could not be seen clearly stood down, looking down at the many blood descendants, his eyes as indifferent as looking at ants.
Memory and reality gradually overlapped, and the figure shrouded in crimson mist became increasingly clear.
In the end, the appearance of the ancient god in Albrecht's memory gradually became clear, like a rock exposed after the tide receded.
The long silver hair, the delicate and dreamy face, the fair and even transparent skin, and the red gold twins that seemed to penetrate the sea of stars and time and space...
That face is one with the figure on the throne at this moment. Even if the fog is still shrouded, you can still tell that it is a person.
And in the memory of Namo Lake, the patterns carved on the throne became clear.
One is thorns.
One is rose.
The two are intertwined with each other, forming a mysterious and beautiful holy emblem!
The memory was clear, and the last trace of color on Albrecht's face completely faded.
His eyes widened even more.
His whole body trembled, his mouth opened wide, his face showed shock, and there was a huge wave in his heart...
God!
When did he forget these most unforgettable memories
Damn god of night!
The thorn rose is not a symbol that has only appeared in recent years, nor is it the so-called holy symbol of the God of Darkness!
That is the root of the Bloodline, the most ancient true ancestor, the source of all bloodline power, and the symbol of the Bloodline Ancestor!
The "God of Dark Night" is not a resurrected vampire demigod at all. She is the supreme vampire, the king of eternal night, the ancestor of blood who created the vampire clan and swept the world!
She, she, she... She is the True Ancestor of Blood!
She has come back!
Albrecht's face was filled with shock, horror, fear and anxiety. Even his left hand covering the wound and his standing legs began to tremble.
However, the look of fear and shock on his face was quickly replaced by an ever-changing expression.
The fear and horror quickly faded away, replaced by admiration and excitement.
Although the admiration and excitement seemed a bit too deliberate and his expression was quite stiff, Albrecht adjusted quickly.
Like a face change in a Sichuan opera, Albrecht's face was quickly filled with joy, and within the joy was a strong sadness.
Then, he knelt down on the ground with a "pop" and saluted the figure on the Throne of Blood. His excited voice was filled with sobs:
"Your Majesty the First Ancestor! Your Majesty the Great First Ancestor! Praise you! You are finally back!"
When Albrecht raised his head again, tears were already moistening his eyes.
His face showed piety and fanaticism, and his eyes towards the throne were full of sincerity and yearning, admiration and respect.
Go to Te Niang’s Blood Demon Order! Go to Te Niang’s Dark Apostle!
This terrifying existence is back. It's important to save his life. He is now a fanatical follower of the True Ancestor!
At this moment, Albrecht was so "moved" that he almost believed it.
Charlotte:…
She had a strange expression on her face as she watched the dark apostle, who was pulled into the dark night castle, quickly slide to his knees.
She really wanted to tell the other person that she could hear clearly what he was thinking, no matter how fanatical or joyful he was, it was useless.
Of course, she was just thinking about it.
The Dark Night Castle is able to listen to the voices of the intelligent beings inside. This is Charlotte's secret.
However, unlike Yurst, Albrecht does not seem to know this even though he is a legendary Blood Duke.
In this case, Charlotte would naturally not take the initiative to expose herself.
She was just a little surprised. The dark apostle seemed to have knelt down too quickly. He was even more timid than Yurst and Nice. Should he say that he was thick-skinned enough or that his brain was moving fast enough.
It is obvious that she did not hesitate to spend extra divine power to refresh the Blood Summoning, and summoned the opponent when he was weak. The purpose was to control the opponent without alerting the Blood Demon Archduke, even directly in the Dark Night Castle. Kill them and devour the opponent's bloodline power.
As a result... before she could take action, the other party knelt down.
This is a little troublesome for Charlotte.
Didn’t it mean that the Blood Demon Cult were all lunatics who didn’t want their lives
The dark apostle in front of me doesn't look like his brain has been eroded by the dark power at all, and he has become crazy and impulsive. Instead, he is cowardly to death, and he can advance and retreat freely...
This made Charlotte's idea of killing the opponent before he could resist useless.
This guy fell to his knees!
His face was full of respect and admiration, and he even put down his magic power and bloodline power. He simply gave up the idea of escape and just started.
Oh, no, it can't be said that it was completely open, but it was a direct move of the buttocks and a change of stance.
In Charlotte's perception, all Albrecht could think about was how to please her to save his life.
The other party looked at her with eyes full of enthusiasm and admiration, yearning and respect, but underneath the appearance, there was unprecedented nervousness and caution, apprehension and uneasiness.
What should I say...
First of all, the reason that the bloody Earl Yurst told with trepidation when he "taken refuge" was not incomprehensible to Albrecht if he put himself in his shoes.
But looking at her admiring eyes, it was really disgusting.
There was no way, even if the transformation was extremely natural, Albrecht was really not suitable for making this expression.
His appearance... is really too strong.
Albrecht was a demon before he became a Bloodborn.
Or to be more precise, the Hellhorned Devil.
This kind of demon is also recorded in the information of the Castel family. It is a kind of demon that lives in a different space called "Hell". Its biggest characteristic is that it is tall and strong, and has two horns on its head. A muscular monster.
Among the many alien spaces where demons live, Hell Horned Demons are ranked high in strength. Even the spellcasters who summon them in the real world mostly summon them to be used as coolies and human shields. .
Albrecht's figure is much "slender" compared to the hell horned demons described in the classics, but it is only compared to the "mountain of flesh" depicted in the pictures in the classics.
In fact, Albrecht's humanoid figure is at least two meters tall, and may even exceed two and a half meters tall. Even if it is not at the "meat mountain" level, it is similar to the American superstar Schwarzenegger in Charlotte's previous life. It's very intimidating right there.
Although he lost his right arm, he didn't look weak at all.
Rather, it was precisely because he lost his right arm that he looked more rugged.
And such a strong man like an iron tower, at this moment, has the face of a macho adult man, but he has the expression of a giant baby looking at his mother.
Even if you know that the other person is pretending, even if the other person's face is pretty, it's still disgusting.
No…
Rather, it is precisely because the other person is heroic enough, but too heroic and "mature", that this "admiring" expression is even more disgusting.
how to say.
It's like you are walking on the street, and suddenly a tall and strong uncle kneels down in front of you with a cute look on his face and calls you mom.
Charlotte twitched the corner of her mouth and tried to ignore the other person's expression so as not to have nightmares when she went to bed at night.
However, the other party gave up resistance, which made Charlotte somewhat relieved.
A legend is a legend after all.
Although the opponent has been seriously injured, who knows if he has any trump cards after living for thousands of years.
Even though Dark Night Castle is her home court, as long as she brings the opponent in, she will be the master, but it is still best to win without a fight.
Manipulating the Dark Night Castle also requires consuming divine power. You can always make money if you can do it without consuming divine power.
Not to mention, in the past, when Charlotte controlled the divine power of blood to compete with Duke Yorock of the Ness clan in the spiritual realm, she only managed to keep up.
The power of true ancestor liberation is not stronger than that of legend. If a legend really fights for his life, it will always be a bit troublesome.
Everything...it's better to be more stable.
However, the other party's understanding made her hesitate to devour him directly.
The Blood Demon Order has done many evil things, and the crimes of the Dark Apostles are even more numerous.
These things are recorded not only in the church's classics, but also in the Castel family's collection of books.
Charlotte originally had no intention of saying anything more to the Dark Apostle.
Her initial idea was to drag him into the Dark Night Castle, kill him while he was sick, swallow his power before he resisted, read his memory, and at the same time use the Dark Night Castle to isolate the Blood Demon Archduke from his exploration, and After the church noticed it, he quickly escaped before they arrived.
But now, the other party knelt down too quickly, which made her hesitate.
Forcibly devouring bloodline power is just the simplest and crudest method. Although it can help Charlotte increase her body's strength in the short term, it cannot be ruled out that the influx of too much bloodline power will cause her to fall into a deep sleep again.
At this moment, the opponent slipped to his knees, giving up resistance and surrendering, which gave Charlotte more choices.
For example, a nail was buried within the Blood Demon Order!
Of course, Charlotte knew very well that Albrecht was only acting this way due to the situation.
He regarded himself as the True Ancestor of Blood in history, and his fear of himself also originated from the past.
He only temporarily succumbed to the "power"...
Not only that, he is not an innocent person, but a real Blood Demon cultist and a high-ranking member of the Blood Demon Cult.
He not only possesses the chaos and evil of a demon, but also the capriciousness and capriciousness of a demon. Despite the respectful look on his face now, if given the chance, Charlotte has no doubt that he will immediately turn against him.
He can be used as his own tool to fight against the Blood Demon Order.
However, he is not suitable as a follower.
Charlotte already had some vague ideas in her mind.
However, she did not act immediately, but looked at Albrecht again.
She dragged the other person into the Dark Night Castle for a while, and listened to a lot of the other person's thoughts, and even unexpectedly gained some secrets about the ancient times.
And there were some things that made her curious.
Thinking of this, Charlotte looked at the demon vampire in front of her again. She bowed slightly and looked down at him condescendingly. A lazy and majestic voice slowly sounded:
"Albrecht..."
"When did you recognize my holy symbol?"
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The description of Albrecht in Chapter 24 has been slightly modified. It was previously written as thin.