When the 18th summons the Mummy Lords to join the Church of Dawn and the Silver Tower to attack Adam, Lilith is preparing to heal herself in the BloodClan Castle deep in the Ash Forest. The www.biquge.info vines twisted and moved on the ground with a rustling sound, and Lilith swayed her waist as she swung her waist through the dungeon in the castle. Every Bloodclan and vampire who stood here bowed their heads respectfully when they saw her, not daring to look directly into her face, which greatly pleased Lilith, who enjoyed the feeling of being feared and dominating the lives of others at any time, high up as great as the gods who dwelt in the outer void.

Lilith stops in front of a dungeon where a dejected werewolf is being held. If Adam had been here, he would have recognized the werewolf as Kane, who he had brought to Celtic in the port of Romanor, and had left after completing his mission to provoke Levitt on the day of the Seven Cities Conference in Gordonburg, but he had not expected to be captured by the Bloodlines.

Kane felt that he must have been cursed with bad luck by some dark archmage, otherwise how could he be so unlucky. First, when he was ordered to hunt Chris, he was attacked by a powerful priest and griffin summoned by a white mage, and after coming to Celtic, he was threatened by Simon to provoke another golden sword, Saint Levitt. Fortunately, he successfully completed the mission and left from Gordonberg, who knew that after leaving, he met the legendary rebel!

At first, Kane wasn't sure if the little girl who was desperately trying to run away was a rebel, but with her fine wolf fur and a pair of bat wings behind her back, it was difficult to be unsure. It must be fate, Kane said to himself. Although he suffered from Adam, he immediately gained the favor of fate, didn't he catch Chris, but catching the rebel was enough to offset his mission mistakes, and it was even a big credit! It's not that the werewolves of Yupla and Asha are unaware of the birth of the rebel, it's just that the twelve families of the blood clan have been keeping an eye on it, and the werewolves have no chance to reach out to Celtic.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Kane regretted it just two minutes later, and instead of being lucky to meet the rebel, it was the beginning of another period of bad luck for him. He looked at the three people who appeared around him in a daze, two black mages and necromancers whose strength was not much different from him, and a blood clan who seemed to be of the golden rank!

"Pansy, what did I say to you before the operation began?" The Black Mage grinned and walked over to the rebel.

"After completing the mission, obediently return to the vicinity of the castle and wait." The rebel lifts the dark state, and the batwing and wolf fur disappear from the body and transform into a cute girl. She looked at 17 with a pleading expression, and anyone with sympathy would not be able to bear to say anything more when they saw it, but it turned out that it definitely didn't include 17, a member of the Church of the Scourge.

"But you didn't, hehe."

"Ah......h

Number 17 grabbed the rebel by the hair and shoved her to Lilith's feet, "Miss Lilith, this is the rebel, the offspring of the Bloodline and the Werewolves. ”

The strange blood-clan named Lilith gave a disgusted expression, and a scarlet vine stretched out and wrapped around the rebel's neck, and the little girl-like rebel had to reach out and hold on to the vine tightly to prevent herself from being strangled.

"Despicable thing, there is still the blood of the Johnson family in its body!" Lilith threw the rebel to the ground, who shivered and rolled on the ground with his teeth chattering. It was the blood magic that Lilith had applied to the rebel, and through blood suppression, some of the blood belonging to the Johnson family in her body turned into ice and scraped through the veins in an instant, causing the latter great pain and torment.

What happened later was very simple, the werewolf Kane failed to escape from the joint efforts of the two members of the Scourge Church 17 and 18, and was captured and imprisoned in the dungeon of the Johnson family's ancient castle.

"What do you want to do?" Kane watched warily at Lilith as she appeared outside the door. The Bloodline with vines beneath him was powerful and cruel, and he remembered the image of Lilith torturing the rebel that day. He wasn't going to wait for what was going to happen to him, a werewolf fell into the hands of the Bloodline, ha, you don't have to think about it to know what the ending will be. Like a Bloodline falling into the hands of a werewolf, what awaits him is to drain all of his blood and then be thrown to death in the scorching sun.

Lilith looked up and down at the werewolf Kane, a high-level warrior of silver, full of vitality and rich, although there was a lingering disgusting smell of werewolves, but as a raw material to restore strength, it barely met her heart.

"You'll find out soon enough." Lilith lifted a finger, and a gray light shot out of her fingertip and landed on the werewolf. Kane's eyes widened, all the strength in his body was rapidly draining, his whole body was paralyzed, he was almost unsteady on his feet, and even his eyelids were heavy.

"Take it to the Chamber of Secrets." Before losing consciousness completely, Kane heard Lilith's indifferent commands.

Lilith lifted her chin slightly and walked to the next cell, where there was still a raw material waiting for her. Although she was rescued from the seal, her strength was greatly reduced due to the injuries left over from her many years of sealing career and the battle before the seal, and the legendary rank was still there, but the actual combat power was only the appearance of the golden high-rank. The failure of the siege of Griffon City made her decide to put everything down first and concentrate on regaining her strength.

By the time she regained the power of the legendary rank, all the gold of the entire Celtic would not be her match combined.

In the second cell was a pale, middle-aged Blood, and even a few days of dungeon life did not diminish his elegance in the slightest. Before he was imprisoned here by Lilith, he was the most powerful of the three patriarchs of the Johnson family, the Golden Rank. But he was weak in front of Lilith, and he didn't have much ability to resist, just a blood magic made him lose his combat power, and Lilith grabbed him and threw him into the dungeon.

Bilbo heard a sigh from Lilith.

"One last chance, will you accept my rule?"

"Oh, traitor!" betrayed the Johnson family and made the Johnson family very bad, and even removed from the twelve major families of the blood family, and has been in a slump ever since, and the culprit of all this is the half-vine and half-blood woman in front of her! He wouldn't bow to Lilith no matter what.

"It's a pity." Lilith shook her head. If it was her son who was locked up here, she might hesitate to think about whether to use him as a raw material to restore her strength, as for now...... The feelings of the blood clan were indifferent, not to mention a descendant who didn't know how many generations had passed. Lilith raised her index finger and pointed at the former patriarch of the Johnson family, shooting a gray light.

Ray of Weakness!

He recognized the dark magic, but he lost the ability to cast spells before he was thrown into the dungeon by Lilith, and he had no chance to dodge the Ray of Weakness.

The rustling sound faded away, and Lilith's laughter echoed through the dungeon, triumphant and arrogant. Bilbo felt someone lift himself up - shamelessly surrendered to the soft eggs who accepted Lilith's rule!

The rebel was Lilith's last choice, even though the lowly thing that named herself Pansy only had the strength of bronze, and the identity of the rebel on the other side made Lilith unable to find any reason to let her go.

The three prophecies of Archmage Colin have come true, the prophecy of the conqueror has come true, the prophecy of the Silent has come true, and now there is the last prophecy left, the rebel - crowning himself by stepping on the bones of the blood and werewolves. Lilith will not allow this prophecy to come true! The best thing to do is to kill the rebel before she grows up.

Thinking of this, Lilith thought of her teacher, Lady Grace, an archmage who was also good at prophecy. She didn't know what the teacher's purpose was for Seventeen and Eighteen to come to Damansvale to catch the rebels - she had asked Eighteen, and Lady Grace's order was only for them to capture the rebels, and there was no follow-up order. Lilith buried her doubts, and the vines reached into the cell to entangle the rebel, dragging them on the ground towards the chamber despite the other's pleas for mercy and cries.

***

Pansy lay on the ground and stared at the horrible sight in front of her.

Bilbo, the patriarch of the Johnson family, who had the strength of the golden rank, was suspended in the secret room, and scarlet blood threads were pulled out of every pore of his body. Blood and heart are the two most important things in the blood family, and now the patriarch of the Johnson family has lost not only blood, but also the powerful life force contained in the blood. Lilith closed her eyes in enjoyment, threads of blood inserted into her skin, receiving the life and power of her descendants.

The new blood was injected into the veins, and it was immediately assimilated and swallowed by Lilith's own blood, transforming into a huge life force to repair the damage in her body. The only thing that makes her unhappy is that the vines in her lower body can no longer turn into slender legs, and her bewitching and sexy graceful posture can never come back!

About ten minutes later, the entire body of this gold-rank bloodline fell to the ground, its pupils dilated, and its vitality was weak. Beside him was what could barely be called a skeleton, and half an hour before he was a silver high-level werewolf.

"I have reserved the strength of gold and half of your life force, enjoy your last ten days of life, and I will have someone send you a few cups of virgin blood, and after ten days, your life will be completely devoured." The former patriarch of the Johnson family had no energy left to respond to Lilith's verdict, but Pansy, a rebel, could hear it clearly. She was desperate and terrified, even the bloodline of the Golden Rank was no match for the monster in front of her, let alone her? What should she do?

Pansy felt her body levitate involuntarily, and the next second her body ached, and blood threads were pulled out of every pore.

"Giggles, say goodbye to your short life, rebel, who called you a rebel?" (To be continued.) )