Legend has it that a long time ago, the origin of the blood race, Cain was cursed to be the only blood race. Feeling lonely, he and the witch Lilith gave birth to thirteen offspring. Shortly after Cain and Lilith gave birth to thirteen offspring, they fell into eternal sleep. .
These thirteen descendants are the second-generation blood family, and the second-generation blood family gave birth to thirteen third-generation blood family Antediluvian.
The third generation of the blood clan created the most glorious history of the blood clan. They are extremely powerful, and they are like gods of war in the blood clan. They didn't care about blood restrictions, they openly revolted and beheaded the second-generation blood family, causing the second-generation blood family to fall into eternal sleep.
The third generation of vampires, also known as the ancients, created an indelible legend among the vampires.
Thirteen powerful third-generation blood clans cut across the world and acted independently, creating thirteen clans.
After that, they not only created their own offspring, but also began to embrace humans, turning humans into servants of the blood race and puppets of themselves.
With the passage of time and the greed that cannot be filled, the third-generation blood clan is no longer satisfied with the small territory.
A new round of civil war started within the thirteen generations of blood clans. In this civil war, eight third-generation blood clans fell into eternal sleep. Later, the most powerful third-generation blood clan defeated all the blood clans of the same generation and became the The blood emperor, since then the blood clan has started a centralized monarchy system.
There are three third-generation blood clans left under the blood emperor. They are named princes and enjoy three huge territories.
The blood emperor has the highest power of the blood clan, followed by the three princes.
Because of the eternal sleep of the eight founders, the thirteen clans were gradually divided into three factions and submitted to the three princes, namely the conservative faction, the neutral faction, and the hawk faction (that is, the radical faction).
After thousands of years, today's blood clan has grown to the fifteenth generation, but the most powerful is still the third generation of blood clan. And because of the unrestrained reproduction of the blood race, the blood race began to be mixed, and more and more mixed blood races were born.
The blood emperor and the three princes have been on the verge of eternal sleep with the passage of time, and gradually no longer manage the blood clan.
Without the restrictions of the blood emperor and prince, the laws of the blood clan became weaker and weaker, and it could be said that chaos abounded. The blood-loving blood race is like wild horses running wild, constantly eroding and mutilating the human world.
In addition to sucking the fresh blood of human beings, it also keeps embracing human beings, turning human beings into ghosts and ghosts.
In order to resist the blood race, two professions, alchemist and priest, appeared in human beings.
Alchemists use violence to control violence. They summon evil spirits from hell, tear up and eat vampires, and the souls of vampires eaten by evil spirits will also dissipate.
Contrary to alchemists, priests use the power of light. Light art has the power of purification. It can not only heal living things, but also purify blood races. After the blood race is purified, the body dissipates with the wind, and the soul is freed.
Alchemists are mostly produced by non-governmental organizations. Generally, there is an alchemist alliance. There are reward tasks in the alliance, and alchemists make a living by doing this. The priests are mostly from the royal orthodoxy, and they are formally trained and assigned to various churches.
Alchemists are divided into: King Alchemist - Grand Alchemist - Senior Alchemist - Intermediate Alchemist - Junior Alchemist.
Priests are divided into: Pope - Twelve Cardinals - Bishops - Senior Priests - Intermediate Priests - Junior Priests.
However, due to differences in occupational attributes and class status, the Alchemist Alliance and the church are incompatible and disagree with each other. Priests are lofty, and hate alchemists and devils; and alchemists think that this is liberating their nature, but hate the hypocrisy of priests.
The two organizations fought each other while killing the blood race. They fought for thousands of years, but they couldn't decide who was superior.
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Under the huge sycamore tree, Yafesol sat with his knees hugged on the love grass, browsing the "History of the World" in front of him, turning the pages of the book with one hand, and clutching the sterling silver cross necklace hanging around his neck with the other.
Frowning tightly, the seemingly serious thought of Yafesol flew to nowhere as if he had grown wings.
Seeing his dazed state, Kusi, Yafisol's good friend, felt amused in his heart. He made a face behind his back, and sneaked around behind Yafesol's back to scare him.
Just as his hand was about to touch Yafesol's shoulder, Yafesol, who was in a daze, didn't turn his head back like a flash of light. Cousy was thrown several meters away by Yafisol before he recovered his senses.
"Hey, my priest's ass." Cousy rubbed his blossoming buttocks, his face wrinkled into a mess.
Yafisol was stunned, and the hand holding the cross became tighter. He glanced at his hand with doubts and said helplessly, "I told you not to approach me casually, Priest Kushi."
Cousy glared at Yafesol with dissatisfaction, and complained: "Priest Yafesol, why are you so strong recently? Did you practice some kind of alchemy secretly?"
"No, no, I don't practice alchemy, so I don't know what's going on?" How could he not know what's going on? He doesn't even know who he is, okay
When I woke up, there was the memory of Yafesol in my mind, but those memories seemed to be written on a piece of paper.
He knows everything about Yafesol, he knows the name of Yafesol's friend, he knows Yafesol's character, he knows Yafesol's preferences, but all of these are only engraved in his mind in the form of words In the middle, there is no image at all.
He always felt that he was not Yafisol, and he even felt that he did not belong to this world.
But even though he had this suspicion, he could still call out his name naturally when he saw his close friend Cousy. The spell of light can also be used freely. If he is not Yafesol, then how can he know these things
Rubbing his slightly painful head, Yafesol put away the indifference on his face, showing a timid expression: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, are you okay?"
Cousy looked up and down Yafisol suspiciously again, feeling puzzled.
Yafeisol has been a little strange since the past few days, but he can't tell what is strange.
In terms of personality, he is still the cautious Yafesol who shows a timid expression at every turn; in terms of chanting spells, he is still a little priest with mediocre ability and can only recite a few low-level light spells.
Cousy shook his head, shaking off the doubts in his mind, who doesn't have the second stage and menopause? Maybe Yafesol has entered the second stage of middle school? Anyway, he is sixteen years old this year.
Covering his buttocks and walking in front of Yafisol, Cousy casually pulled out the "History of the World" in front of the other party and said, "Let's go, Lord Cardinal just issued an emergency summoning order. I don't know what happened, other priests are going to Yes, let's hurry too."
Yafesol searched for memories in his mind before recalling who this cardinal was.
The city where Yafesol is located is the central holy capital, and there is a temple in the holy capital. In addition to a pope guarding the temple, there is also a cardinal.
The pope generally lives in seclusion and only attends the priestly ceremony once a year.
Generally, all affairs in the Holy City are handled by his spokesperson, the Chief Cardinal Archbishop Carmelon.
Just now, Archbishop Carmelon in Red issued an emergency convening order, summoning the priests of the Holy City to gather.
Recalling what happened, Yafesol's slightly blurred eyes recovered a few times, looked up at Cuxi and said, "Okay, let's go."
Cousy nodded, and handed the book back to Yafesol, who threw the book in his hand into the magic bag pinned to his waist, and the two rushed to the temple.
Yafisol is only a junior priest now, and his good friend Cusi has passed the examination of an intermediate priest because of his extremely high comprehension, and has officially become an intermediate priest.
It is not too difficult for a junior priest to be promoted to an intermediate priest, but it is very difficult to rise to a senior priest, and then from a senior priest to a bishop, it is almost an insurmountable gap, so most priests are capped at the senior priest.
The two used the acceleration spell on their feet, and they walked ten meters a step, but they rushed to the gate of the temple in a short while.
Most of the square in the temple is now occupied by priests. These priests are all priests from the holy capital. When the archbishop in red saw that the people had almost arrived, he raised the scepter in his hand to the sky, followed by hundreds of people. A huge translucent mirror appeared in midair.
There are images in the mirrors, which are the images of the local churches. This mirror is a mutual viewing mirror, which is a kind of light spell, and can see each other's side.
At this moment, the local churches also assembled the priests, only waiting for the chief cardinal to speak.
Seeing that all the churches had gathered, the chief archbishop in red cleared his throat and said, "My dear priests, there is an extremely important thing to gather everyone today."
The archbishop in red was already in his fifties, and the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes trembled when he spoke. His eyes were kind, but his voice was extremely serious, "The blood race is unscrupulous. Just last night, they even took the eldest prince Wales away."
As soon as the red-clothed archbishop said this, there was a shocking noise among the priests.
The archbishop in red appeased the crowd, and continued, "I called everyone together today because I hope that the priests can leave quickly to find the captured eldest prince Wales. In order to protect the honor of the royal family, you must do your best. Bring the First Prince Wales back safely!"
He paused for a moment before saying: "The pope also promised that whoever can bring the eldest prince Wales back to the royal family will be the next chief archbishop in red!"
The next Chief Cardinal! ! !
Louder screams broke out again among the priests.
The emperor is old, and the eldest prince Wales is upright and upright. The acting emperor governs the country well and is the next orthodox heir.
The fact that the blood clan kidnapped the Prince of Wales is equivalent to kidnapping the next king of the empire.
This is why the temple will give such generous rewards. What they want to save is not just a human being or a prince, but the future of a country!