I'm not a man anymore!

This sentence came out of the mouth of the ghost hand Marcello, as if to say, I won't eat lunch anymore.

Very casual, without any hesitation, full of heroic style.

At least Count Will was a little shaken, and he hesitated for a moment, and carefully pulled a small tin box out of his trouser pocket.

Gurgle.

He opened the small silver-white iron box, and inside was a piece of emerald jade, flowing with a cyan luster.

This is actually two pieces of jade superimposed on top of each other, with a small hollow cube groove inside.

"Whew~"

Will took a deep breath, his fingers trembling slightly, and he slowly lifted the piece of jade on it with his gray nails.

Suddenly, a faint purple light shone, and a drop of bright purple-black blood lay in the groove, shining.

As soon as this drop of source blood was exposed to the air, wisps of demonic mist appeared out of thin air, rising and enveloping.

A strange fragrance diffused, Count Will's breathing was a little rapid, and his eyes were extremely hot staring at this drop of the source blood of the Marquis of the Demon Race, as if he was looking at some peerless beauty.

If this drop of blood was devoured by him, he would be able to directly ascend from the third-order high to the third-order peak.

"Can you give it to me?"

Marcello's face was expressionless, and his voice was unwavering, but there was a flash of excitement in his purple pupils.

Forcibly resisting the urge to swallow this drop of source blood, and remembering the instructions from above, Will reluctantly handed the source blood to Marcelo.

After carefully examining the drop of purple blood for a while, the ghost hand slowly closed the jade piece and closed the iron box.

"By the way, are you so bland about being out of your human identity?"

Retracting his reluctant gaze, Will the ghoul asked curiously.

"What about humans, what about demons, I only care about myself!"

Marcello said lightly that for him, it is okay to cooperate with anyone, as long as the other party can afford to pay the price.

Marcelo was the quintessential ultra-egoist, he came from humble beginnings and was the son of a prostitute.

At the beginning, he relied on rhetoric to deceive the heart of a businessman's daughter, and successfully embarked on the road of transcendence with the support of his girlfriend.

Later, when he reached the second order, he did not hesitate to give up his girlfriend in order to tie up the son of a noble earl.

Relying on the friendship of the count's son, he successfully cleared the record of theft and fighting left by his childhood, and got on the right path.

However, he failed to promote to the third rank for the first time, and this time he was stumbling for many years, and he gradually lost the patience to raise resources a second time.

He took the risk and stabbed the noble count's son to death with a backstab, who was about to be promoted to the third rank.

He laughed at those resources, regardless of the other party's friendship with him for more than ten years!

Then he got on the wanted list, ran to the Pugney Plain to work hard, and successfully broke through the sky!

Because of his ruthlessness, he was nicknamed "Ghost Hand".

Seeing that he didn't think so, Will was a little surprised: "You are a betrayal of the clan, you are not afraid of leaving a stench for 10,000 years?" ”

He asked himself if he dared to betray the ghouls, and even if he did, it would be very stressful.

"Hahaha!"

A string of loud laughter echoed in the room, and Marcelo's face was full of sarcasm: "What is fame? If necessary, I can even sell my soul!

Yes, many people are eager to eat me alive now, including that pedantic hypocrite from Zorlo.

But so what, when I become the Marquis of the Demon Race, it's a big deal that I will sleep for hundreds of years to avoid the limelight! ”

Marcello, of course, knew that he was walking a tightrope, and could say that he could die at any moment, and his reputation was completely stinking.

But he didn't care, as long as he got through this dangerous period and waited until he got enough source blood to transform himself into a demon marquis.

When the time comes, he can be active for seven or eight hundred years.

He can completely consume 50 years of life, and sleep for 500 years to avoid this limelight.

Everyone of his time was rotten to bones, and he came out again.

After a casual makeover, who remembers him? Who's going to trouble him?

At that time, he was a noble demon marquis, enjoying the service of the beautiful demon girl and the blood sister, high above, and enjoying eternal life.

He lacked the same happiness that man could get, but what about his contemporaries? What about the good men, heroes, and gentlemen who call him a traitor, a despicable and shameless animal?

The grass on their graves is several meters high! Changed stubble after stubble!

"This is the sadness of short-lived species, human beings are forgetful, and in a few hundred years, even if you still have your notoriety in the history books, few people will come to trouble you."

Count Will sighed, he understood what Marcelo was thinking.

It is not unusual for someone like Marcelo to make this choice, and in human history, I don't know how many people have fallen.

Many people are heroes, but in the end, they join the camp of the Demon Descendants, after all, even if they are master-level transcendentals, they can only live for about 200 years, and they can't sleep.

This is a bit short compared to the lifespan of the Marquis and Duke of the Demon Descendants, who often have a lifespan of seven or eight hundred years and a thousand years.

Immortality, eternal youth, this is a temptation that human beings cannot resist, and even Wren sometimes wonders if he can consider transforming himself into a demon if he has not long life.

Compared to humans, the immortals also have an advantage, that is, the number of their strong people can be accumulated, after all, they not only have a long lifespan, but also can sleep.

And human beings, even if there are many talents in a certain era, they cannot retain them.

Even the Sun King is gone, but Frank, the Duke of the Bloods, is still alive.

Yes, human beings who really have a big picture of the situation will never underestimate the Demon Descendants, and there are really many strong among them.

Humans have no idea how many monarchs, princes, and archdukes are sleeping among the demons, and they are fully equipped with the strength to threaten the dominance of the human race!

The birth of the Demon Descendants is very mysterious, related to the appearance of the original psionic energy, and their source blood can transform humans into Demon Descendants, which is a matter worth pondering in itself.

And the amazing thing is that there is also an indispensable thing for human beings to advance to the rank, a certain demon power core, such as magic stones, blood cores, demon spirits, werewolf hearts, etc., why is this?

For the demons, the natural school is the most studied, and the transcendent system is also opened up by scholars.

They know the Demon Descendants best, and this is the only organization that can make the Dark Prince and even the Monarch feel afraid!

Because only the school of nature, with a history of more than 3,000 years, knows the past of the First Age of Ignorance.

This organization was born at about the same time as the first Demon Descendants appeared, and they knew the secrets of the "First Day" and recorded the "Origin Myth" with the Tablet of Time.

The Demon Descendants are very jealous of this organization and try to eliminate it, because the scholars have actually been studying the nature of the Demon Descendants' lives, peeking into the secrets of their immortality, and many results have appeared during this time......

On the other side, Wren and Zolo the Weirdo meet.

On the roof of a small three-story bungalow, there is a mahogany table with two glasses of red wine on it.

Zolo has a slender figure, a Chinese face, a full beard, and deep eyes, looking like a decadent uncle.

"Hero Zolo, are you interested in listening to an interesting plan?" Wren said with a smile.

His pale yellow pupils looked at Wren: "Young man, I don't think you can kill a ghost.

Moreover, I'm not a hero. ”

"No, no, I said you are a hero, you are a hero! Soon it will be! ”

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