The next day, in the hall of Earl Edward's castle, the candles flickering on the long table were faintly and dimly shrouded in the surrounding tension.

And Oliver, the butler standing in front of the master of the long table at this moment, was as worried as the candle flame.

For Carl and Liam, as well as all the high-ranking Bloodlines belonging to their respective factions, were sitting distinctly on either side of the long table, and were still staring at the ballot in his hand with a frenzied gaze.

It turns out that earlier today, Karl proposed to the House of Elders of the Blood Clan to elect the next lord by secret ballot, and finally Karl's motion was also passed.

"Oliver, are you done grinding? Why don't you hurry up and announce the vote!"

Oliver, who was sweating on his forehead, trembled his hands and feet for a long time, and finally managed to get the ballot in order, and at this time, Liam, who was impatient, was already impatient.

"Okay Master Liam!" Hearing Liam's urging, the butler Oliver of course did not dare to slack off, he glanced at the servant Colin beside him, signaled him to prepare for the record, and hurriedly began to sing and read the ballot in his hand.

"Master Liam, one vote!"

"Elder Karl's vote!"

……

"Master Liam, six votes!"

There were only twelve Blood Elders who voted in the lord election, including Carl and Liam, so it didn't take long for Steward Oliver to read the last ballot.

But after hearing Oliver say the names on the last ballot, Liam and Carl did not feel happy or disappointed because the counting was over.

Because the final result of the vote was just six votes for Liam and Carl, it means that the vote did not elect a new lord.

"Oliver, are you sure you didn't sing the wrong vote?" asked Liam, staring at Oliver the butler, apparently unhappy with the result.

"Master Liam, I read it right, you and Elder Karl just happened to have six votes each. Seeing Liam questioning the results of his vote count, Steward Oliver hurriedly said.

Oliver knew Liam's temper well, and he knew that if he was a little slower to answer by this time, Liam would probably take his anger out of the vote not prevailing over Carl.

"Liam, we are all six votes, what do you say now?" compared to Liam, Karl looked much more relaxed, he glanced at Liam, and asked lightly.

"How do I know what to do! You made the vote in the first place, and if you want to ask what to do, I should ask you!" Liam was now very angry at the sight of Karl's face, because as soon as he heard Karl speak, he immediately and unceremoniously slammed back.

"Why is Liam talking so impulsively, I have the way, but don't I have to discuss it with you!" said Karl.

As soon as he heard Carl say that he had a solution, Liam's eyes immediately narrowed, and he said that this old fox seemed to have known that this vote might be a draw, so he had already prepared for the future.

However, although Liam was worried that the method proposed by Carl might not be good for him, he couldn't think of any solution for a while, so he had to say: "Since you have a way, let's talk about it." ”

"Actually, I don't have a good idea, I just think that our blood clan has always respected the strong, so why don't we simply use force to decide the ownership of the lordship, Liam, what do you think?" Karl asked with a smile as he looked at Liam.

"Okay, no problem!" Liam agreed without even thinking about it.

From the last time he fought Carl, Liam knew that he should be on a par with Carl, but he was younger than Carl, which meant that he could rely on stamina to outperform Carl in a close match.

Seeing that Liam agreed so happily, and there was an expression of victory on his face, how could the cunning Carl not know what Liam was thinking about, but Carl was not worried at all, and there was a faint hint of smugness in his eyes.

Hmph! Little bunny fights with me! It's still a little tender!

Although the space in the castle hall is quite spacious, it is still too small for Carl and Liam to compete.

So Carl and Liam went to the garden outside the castle, and the other elders of the Dried Blood and the butler Oliver and others followed.

The cold moonlight shone on Carl and Liam's bodies, and the night breeze with a hint of coolness blew past them, but the thick war intent in the air made the surroundings seem extremely hot.

Liam and Carl looked at each other for a moment, but they couldn't find the slightest flaw in each other's bodies, so the two of them, who had the same preemptive idea, moved at the same time and rushed towards each other with lightning speed.

Bang!

Liam and Carl were fist-to-heart, without any temptation, and the battle was heated from the start.

And this situation is exactly what Liam wants to see, he believes that such a high-intensity battle, at most, no more than half an hour, Carl's strength will inevitably be exhausted, and then Carl will become a fish on his chopping board, to be slaughtered by him.

It's a pity that sometimes the plan often can't catch up with the change, and Carl, who has been struggling with Liam, suddenly chose to change his style of play and only defend and not attack, but at the same time, Carl's mouth began to chant an inexplicable spell.

Like his father, Count Edward, Liam believed that magic was something that only the weak could learn, so even though Liam could hear every word Karl uttered, he had no idea what kind of magic Karl was about to perform.

However, Liam didn't know, but Gna, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw the doorway in an instant, and couldn't help but sink his face sharply, and whispered coldly: "I didn't expect Carl to learn the blood curse." ”

Gnar is a member of the Simor clan, and the Simor clan is the most proficient in using magic in the blood clan, but the blood spell that Carl is casting at the moment is the top magic of the blood clan that even Gnar, who is an elder of the Simor clan, has not mastered, so it is not difficult to imagine the difficulty of practicing the blood curse.

Although Gna and Karl are the most powerful elders of the blood clan, as Karl said to Dick before, as Gnar is of the Simor clan, he is not qualified to compete for the lordship.

However, as the high-ranking of the Bloodline and the representative of the Sinmore, Gna also cannot stay out of the liege race, in other words, he must choose one of Liam and Carl to support him.

After much deliberation, Gna finally chose to join Liam's camp.

First, Liam is the son of Count Edward, even though the blood family has never had a tradition of succession from father to son, but Liam, as the son of Count Edward, naturally took over most of Edward's forces, which gave Liam a unique advantage in the struggle for the throne.

And being on the side of the victor is clearly in Gerner's interests.

Second, although Liam is impatient, reckless, and reckless, he has countless shortcomings, but these shortcomings also mean that Liam is easy to deal with and even easy to manipulate.

So even if you take 10,000 steps back, it is better for the grumpy Liam to be in charge of the clan than to let Carl, who has the heart of a jackal, be the lord.

As soon as Gna, who chose to side with Liam, found out that Carl was about to use the Blood Spell, he immediately warned Liam: "Liam be careful, Carl is casting a Blood Spell, interrupt him!"

However, Gnar was still a step too late, and before he could finish speaking, Karl had already completed the spell of the blood curse.

Seeing the red glow on Carl's body burst, his speed increased sharply, and a heart-to-heart grasp reached Liam's chest like lightning.

Seeing this, Liam was horrified, and hurriedly used the fastest speed in his life to block an arm in front of him.

"Puff"

Karl's sharp claws pierced through Liam's arm, and continued to thrust downward.

Fortunately, Carl's claws were limited in length after all, and Liam's quick reaction flew back in time, so Carl's claws could no longer penetrate after they had pierced Liam's chest.

However, with the blessing of the blood curse, Carl still had the absolute upper hand with this blow, so when Carl then grabbed Liam's lower abdomen with relentlessness, Liam no longer had the strength to dodge and block, and could only watch as Carl's claws plunged into his abdomen.

"Ahh

When Carl withdrew the claw that had been inserted into Liam's abdomen, Liam immediately screamed and fell to the ground in pain while clutching his blood-soaked lower abdomen.

"Humph!"

Looking at Liam, who fell to the ground and was no longer able to resist, Carl did not have the slightest look of joy in his eyes, but snorted contemptuously.

Because this victory was originally expected by Carl, he has been hiding the fact that he has learned the blood curse for so many years, just to be able to win by surprise at the most critical moment.

In fact, according to Karl's assumption, the best outcome this time is that he can become a lord by voting, because then he can continue to hide the killer weapon of the blood curse.

"What's the matter, is there anyone else who wants to compete with me for the position of lord now?"

Karl's gaze turned away from Liam and instead swept towards everyone present.

Carl had just defeated Liam, and the momentum on his body had climbed to the peak, and it was a few blood clan elders who originally belonged to Liam's side, among which the weaker ones didn't even dare to look at him at the moment, let alone open their mouths to oppose it, and the slightly stronger ones naturally didn't want to offend Carl anymore when the situation was now settled.

"Well, since everyone has no opinion, I'm going to be disrespectful. ”

Seeing that no one spoke, Karl finally showed a long-lost smile on his face.

"Oliver!"

Karl smugly glanced around everyone and then looked at Oliver, the butler.

Feeling Carl's fiery gaze, Oliver immediately understood what Carl meant, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly handed over a wooden box that had been stored in his arms to Carl.

As soon as the wooden box was in his hands, Karl's eyes immediately showed a look of fanaticism, and he couldn't wait to open the wooden box.

"It's cold!"

At the moment when Carl opened the wooden box, a Yin Qi that was so thick that it almost formed a substance immediately spread out, and as soon as the Yin Qi came out of the wooden box, the body of one of the weakest Blood Clan elders in the field trembled.

Among all the people present, Carl's strength was undoubtedly the strongest, but at the same time, Carl was also the closest person to the Yin Qi, so in the face of the compelling Yin Qi escaping from the wooden box, Carl couldn't help but be frozen and gritted his teeth secretly.

However, when Carl saw the dark yellow palm lying in the wooden box, the excitement in his heart instantly dispelled the chill.

"Cain's left hand, I've finally got you!ahahaha-"

Karl pulled his palm out of the wooden box and looked up to the sky and let out a wild laugh.

Cain's left hand is one of the thirteen holy weapons of the blood clan, and it is also a token of the lord of the blood clan in Jiangcheng.

Legend has it that Cain's left hand not only possessed great power, but also buried an important secret that had a worldwide concern.

The reason why Ekar has always had a strong attachment to the position of lord is that being a lord can bring him greater rights and benefits, and at the same time, it is also one of the most important reasons to obtain Cain's left hand.