"Huh?"

"Didn't you do anything? I've given you time. ”

In the basement, a huge amount of spiritual power felt the situation outside, and in Fang Lei's perception, none of the agents had the intention of acting.

Obviously, the German court had no intention of taking Otto now, or negotiating with the Bismarcks.

"Interesting, each with a ghost?"

Fang Ti's eyes rolled, and he probably knew what those politicians thought, but it didn't matter, Fang Ti was just giving them a day.

A day later, they will face the werewolves that suddenly appear in the city, and they will have to turn to the power of the Bloodlines.

From morning to evening, Fang Ti never left the basement, quietly waiting for Otto's transformation.

Similarly, although many people in the conference room left because they were engaged, there were also many people who stayed in the conference room, waiting for Otto's change.

Nightfall......

The black mist in the blood pool suddenly boiled, and then with a click, a pale palm stretched out from the black mist and rested on the edge of the blood pool.

Then, in the black mist, an old man in a handmade suit climbed up from inside.

The old man's face was pale with a sickly flush, and his whole face was filled with a heartfelt smile.

"Is this what supernatural power feels like......

Otto's fists clenched tightly, and he could feel that his flesh was so powerful that he could easily beat any Olympian if he wanted to.

This is not the most critical, the most important thing is that it seems that there is a cold power in his body, that kind of power...... More powerful!

Call...... It's a good feeling to be young!

Although his appearance has not changed much, and he still looks like an old man, Otto also clearly feels that his physical body is countless times stronger than when he was in his twenties!

Taking a deep breath, Otto knew that now was not the time to test his strength, looking at the ring that he didn't know when it fell to the ground, Otto said respectfully:

"Master Dracula, thank you for your generosity, and now your servant is also a member of the Bloodline. ”

"Baron Otto, congratulations. ”

As a faint red light bloomed from the ring, an aura that made Otto's soul tremble emanating from the ring.

That feeling...... It's like meeting a great being who can easily control his own destiny, and his transcendent self is not worth mentioning in front of him at all.

"Is this the bloodline suppression of the blood clan?"

A flash of realization flashed in Otto's eyes, and he thought of some information he had found on the Internet.

Then he knelt down on one knee: "Lord Dracula, Baron Otto salutes you. ”

Seeing Otto, who suddenly looked like the most loyal slave, Fang Ti almost laughed out loud, this old man is quite capable of making up for it.

However, Fang Ti still has to finish today's performance.

Under divine power, Dracula's voice came from the ring.

"The essence blood I gave you is only enough for you to become a baron-level bloodline. If you want to become stronger, go collect more blood. ”

"The blood of the virgin will allow me to recover gradually, and when I successfully condense my new body, it will be when the blood clan will officially return to the world!"

"Yes, Count Dracula!" replied Otto, with emotion.

"Hmmm......"

Dracula hummed in satisfaction, and then, as if thinking of something, spoke:

"I need some information about this world now, let go of your spirit, I want to observe your memories. ”

Huh?

Otto was stunned for a moment, but then he obediently let go of his mind.

There is no way, the kind of blood suppression that Otto thought is too powerful, and Otto can't afford to resist in his heart.

In fact, it is strange that a bloodline warrior of the first level can resist in the face of a fourth-level mutant Xuanwu aura......

Mental power invaded Otto's mind, pretending to observe Otto's memories, making Otto's whole person feel as if he had been stripped naked, and an illusion arose in his heart that all the secrets were exposed in front of Count Dracula's eyes.

A moment later, Dracula's excited voice suddenly sounded in the basement:

"Reiki revival? This era is the era of Reiki revival?"

"The cold winter of the end of the law lasted for so many years that the transcendent became history!"

"No wonder that nasty kid said that the Bloods shouldn't exist in this world, I see......"

A low and eerie voice sounded, and the tone was full of excitement and surprise!

Even that surprise involuntarily affected Otto, making him giggle along with him.

"Baron Otto...... There's a good chance we're the only two bloodlines in the world, do you know what that means?"

Facing Count Dracula's excited questioning, Baron Otto lowered his head and said humbly: "Please make it clear to the Earl." ”

Count Dracula's voice rang out, this time with a hint of ambition and majesty in his tone:

"This means that we will be the leaders of the Blood Clan, the ancestor of the Blood Clan, one of the overlords of the future era!"

"This ......"

When Otto heard this, he suddenly looked up and looked at the ring suspended in mid-air, his face full of horror and excitement.

After a moment, he bowed his head again: "Otto will always be a loyal follower of Lord Dracula, and I will do my best to assist Lord Count to become the ancestor of the Blood Clan!"

In an instant, Otto figured it out.

The suppression of the bloodline is inevitable, but as the only two blood clans in the world, he definitely has a chance to become one person under ten thousand people in the future!

Of course, the premise is that among the descendants of Lord Dracula, Lord Dracula values himself the most.

Thinking of this, the idea of working for Dracula turned out to be a little more firm.

"No hurry...... We have a long life and plenty of time to enjoy it all. ”

Dracula's voice rang out again, and the ring slowly fell to the ground.

"Keep collecting fresh blood, I can't wait to come back into this world. ”

"As for you...... My loyal Baron Otto, you will be glad for your decision. ”

With the last sentence, the ring fell to the ground weakly.

Otto carefully picked up the ring, and after a moment a wicked smile appeared on his face:

"The glory of the blood clan will once again come to this world. ”

"And the future of my Ao ...... It's definitely not just a baron!"

With that, Otto put the ring on his finger and strode towards the basement door.

In his heart, once he pushes open that door, a new chapter in his life will begin.

A chapter like a god and a demon!

Walking out of the basement, the dark room instantly changed to Otto's eyes.

Even in total darkness, Otto could see every detail of the room clearly.

This otherworldly, seemingly controllable feeling, made Otto's heart agitate again.

"Is this the power of the Bloodline......

Looking out the window at his own garden, Otto could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and his whole figure appeared in the garden in a flash.

Looking back in shock, looking at the distance he had broken through in an instant, Otto couldn't help but laugh: "This is the power of the blood clan!"

Bathed in the moonlight, the cold power in Otto's body also became active.

He knew that power was the power of the Bloodline, but how to use it was not taught to him by the Earl.

Everything can only be explored by yourself.

After all, we're just a little baron.

Facing Lord Dracula, who is an earl, the perception of class makes us dare not think or ask.

But Otto enjoyed the process and realized his power little by little, which was a very interesting thing for Otto.

Throughout the night, Otto tirelessly tested his strength.

Otto was satisfied with his current strength.

Not to mention that his strength and speed are incredible, his ability to recover has become extremely terrifying.

The cut of the knife can heal quickly, and all that needs to be consumed is the blood in the body.

In other words, as long as the energy contained in your blood is strong enough, you can live forever!

"Is this the secret of the Bloodline's eternal life......" In the darkness, Otto's face was filled with intoxication.

Not far away, Fang Lei, who was still staring at Otto, shook his head with a chuckle:

"Eternal life? I can't live forever as a god now, and you just want to live forever as a bloodline warrior?"

"It can only be said that under the special bloodline, your lifespan will be very long......"

Under the temptation of immortality, Otto continued to experiment with his new physical body, excitedly feeling the changes in himself.

I have to say that as a member of the Bismarck family, Otto still has something.

For your own test, in a way, it's an all-round scientific test.

Even Fang Ti clearly saw that Otto had drunk blood during the test, and then felt the benefits of blood to himself.

Under the moonlight, Otto had already begun to try to use the power in his body to find some transcendent means.

For this scene, Fang Lei nodded secretly, this Otto is worthy of being a person from a family like Bismarck.

You must know that the potion he gave to Otto was only able to give him a first-level transcendent bloodline.

The Blood Clan Elixir produced by the Otherworldly Bear Palace can not only give the user a physical quality with the characteristics of the Blood Clan, but also fill the user's body with a unique power like a demon beast.

That power is the power that transforms essence blood into darkness.

In other words, in fact, the current Otto is just a humanoid demon beast, instinctively holding the power in his body.

What is lacking is only the use of skill.

As for Otto, he has already begun to take the initiative to study these skills, although he is very naïve and rough in Fang Lei's eyes, but he has taken the first step.

It's not like some people who swell up endlessly after gaining power.

Seeing the dark light on Otto's fingernails, Fang Lei chuckled and flew towards the mountains and forests in the distance.

He also needed to check on the werewolf's side.

Otto, who was in his own private garden, was completely unaware that his every move was being monitored by German officials.

The conference room set up for the Bloodline is already overcrowded at the moment.

The great power displayed by Otto made everyone's eyes burn.

In particular, the scene of self-harm and quick recovery made the eyes of some old parliamentarians flicker.

The whole of Germany, because of the emergence of blood clans, an undercurrent is surging, and a large number of materials and communications are constantly circulating in secret, declaring the heritage of Germany, an old power.

Time flickered, and soon it was the evening of the next day.

Edward, with his messy beard, finally came out of the woods, rode his old bicycle, and rode slowly towards the city hospital.

In the hospital, the bearded Edward paid the money with a painful face, but the result was that he was in good health, and he just needed to prescribe some medicine.

As a result of such a fuck, he was always scolding when he came out of the hospital with a bag of medicine.

"Damn it, these damn capitalists!"

"That's 100 euros, my God, that's 100 euros!"

With a look of heartache on his face, Edward rode his broken bicycle towards a nearby store.

When he entered the store and saw the wine, Edward's face smiled.

"Wine, it's the best thing in the world. ”

Laughing, Edward used his thick arms with thick body hair to pick up a case of the cheapest beer and slap a handful of change on the counter with great vigour.

"Hmph, I know better than you how much beer should sell for. ”

Proudly carrying a beer from the store, Edward rode slowly around the city after hanging it on the back seat of his bicycle.

From here to get back to your home, you need to travel through half the city.

Fortunately, Edward was used to this kind of life, and he was not afraid of the mountains and forests at night, so he was not in a hurry at all.

In the midst of the bright lights and busy traffic, Edward ignored the already impatient honking of horns behind him, and rode his bicycle slowly on the road......

Before you know it, the moon has crept up.

The bright moonlight wasn't actually as useful as the street lamps, but bathed in the moonlight, Edward suddenly felt like he was irritable, a kind of madness.

Tick Tick!

At this moment, the impatient horn behind Edward sounded again.

This time, the sound of the horn finally touched Edward's irritable nerves.

"Fack! you're not fucking done, are you?"

In a fit of rage, Edward threw his bicycle to the ground, ignoring the shattered bottle, and walked towards the car behind him with a furious expression.

As he walked, Edward pointed at others and scolded.

Where can a normal person be so angry? The owner of the car immediately stopped and wanted to get down and reason with him.

However, as soon as he got out of the car, Edward grabbed him by the neck roughly.

Such unreasonableness made the owner angry!

The owner of the car who had practiced boxing squatted down sharply, and then a uppercut, under the strong physical fitness of the Westerners, punched the door of the face, and directly made Edward fall to the ground heavily.

The nosebleed spilled out with a bang.

Edward, who was beaten back by a strong force, could clearly see the spilling of his nosebleed, and after the nosebleed, a bright moon attracted all his attention.

His pupils were like canines, dilated and dilated at great speed.

With a thud, Edward fell heavily to the ground.