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Yang Qun's eyes gradually became indifferent.

Wu Yizhuang ......

Do you really understand the curse of the Bloodline?

After Dracula's death, what kind of resentment did he have for this unjust world?

This resentment does not only come from this world, not only from the gods in the sky, not only from his departed lover.

It's more of a curse on one's immortal body.

Immortality may seem like a delicious cake, but it's a real evil curse.

In the long years, you have watched the world change day by day, watched the mountains and rivers change and the stars changed, watched the friends around you leave one by one, and watched your lover grow old and die.

You are miserable, you are sorrowful, you are desolate, you are sorrowful...... All emotions cannot be forgotten, and all pain cannot be dissipated.

Year after year, year after year.

A hundred years, a thousand years, until eternity.

You live forever, curse forever, and be lonely forever.

This is the real curse, this is the real pain, the long river of time can completely distort a person's personality and soul, or completely drown, and in the end you are no longer even yourself, you can no longer find your original self, you can no longer find the purpose of living, and finally become a walking corpse, a lonely ghost with an empty soul.

This is the curse of the Bloodline.

How many twisted souls exist in the bloodstream?

In the bloodstream, how many creatures have been extinguished by time.

The greatest hope of every blood clan to survive to the end is without exception, the desire to leave this world in peace like ordinary people, but even the rights that all people have have they have never had.

In the end, their empty souls can only be devoured by the bloodstream, and they are swallowed by the blood, and they don't even have the slightest idea of resisting.

This is the story of Bloodborne.

That's the horror of bloodborne.

That's why Dracula was able to give his blood to someone else so easily, maybe he was already tired of his own power and just wanted to die.

At this point, you should understand.

The power of Dracula's blood tears, the curse of blood tears, is not just hatred of this world!!

Also, the endless curse on the bloodline!!

Yang Qun closed his eyes and read softly: "Go!" ”

The huge black crow wings behind Yang Qun melted, and in an instant, the wings shattered into black feathers in the sky.

The black feathers fluttered and flew towards the wriggling river of blood in the sky, and in the black feathers the poplars could see hatred, curses, evil, but more...... It's helplessness.

It is the deep helplessness of immortality in this indifferent world.

When the wind and clouds surged, when the black feathers sprinkled the heavens and the earth, the endless souls, hungry ghosts, and demons in the sea of blood also crawled out of the depths of hell, they longed, they longed for revenge, they longed for revenge, they longed for tearing the bodies of their enemies, they longed for battle, they longed for ...... Death!!

"Ahh What is this!!! Wu Yizhuang screamed, and when the black feathers floated into the filthy blood river full of evil eyeballs, the mutation regenerated.

"Gollum, Gollum, Gollum!!" The fluttering river of blood surged, twisted, and struggled, like a giant beast that had eaten its belly.

At this time, the river of blood was no longer Wu Yizhuang, but the source of blood, but the endless evil in the source of blood!!

"Countless blood souls in the blood source, wake up, wake up your empty souls!!"

"It's time to liberate!!"

"It's time to leave Bloodborn!!"

"I know your curse, I know your loneliness, I know your helplessness."

"Come, Destroy the Bloodborn!! Destroy the Demon God!! ”

Yang Qun's words floated throughout the space, and the wriggling blood source suddenly stopped, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been frozen.

Immediately after, the countless evil eyes that covered the entire surface of the river began to shatter and burst!!

"Poof...... Burst...... Poof......"

"Poof...... Burst...... Poof......"

Empty souls, helpless souls full of curses rose from their eyes one after another, and these evil eyes turned out to be countless souls imprisoned in the blood source, countless blood souls!!

Magical spells echoed in the sky.

"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my wings to control my heart."

"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my wings to control my heart."

"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my wings to control my heart."

Just like the incantation that Yang Qun recited, one by one souls burst out of their eyes, and one incantation after another echoed throughout the heavens and the earth, and hundreds of thousands of eyes above the blood river burst and exploded, and all the blood clan souls rose from the blood source, chanting this sacred blood incantation.

Then, all the souls turned into crows.

A black crow representing death.

The whole world was covered in crows, and they circled and flew in the sky, all kinds of cursed death breaths emanating from them.

This is the true soul of the Bloodline.

"What did you do?"

"My power, my power, it's all gone, how can this be, how can this be!!"

"I have the blood source, I am the king of the blood clan, you can't, you can't!!"

"Ahhh

Wu Yizhuang's voice came from the filthy blood river, and he felt that the power of the blood clan and the soul of the blood clan that had accumulated in the blood source for countless years were out of his control, and only he, only himself, could not get out of the blood source of the blood clan.

The bloodstream sucked his soul tightly, sucking his life, making it impossible for him to leave the bloodstream.

Gradually, only his strength was left in the blood source, and only Wu Yizhuang's own soul was left in the blood source.

"Shatter, Bloodborn!!"

Yang Qun waved his big hand, and countless black crows all over the sky began to rush towards Yang Qun's body.

"Bang la la la ......"

Each crow turned into a feather, and each crow formed part of the wings of the Yang flock.

Soon, a pair of even more huge black wings appeared behind Yang Qun's back.

It was the raven's wings that represented death.

It was the Deathwing, which gathered the power of countless Blood Clan's souls.

True power, true magic patterns, real death marks appeared.

Yang Qun's body began to appear gray traces, these gray magic patterns were more clear, they were like blood vessels all over Yang Qun's entire body, and the Death Wing behind him was also exuding the ultimate strongest power.

This is the true power of the Bloodline, the power of Dracula.

Faintly, Yang Qun seemed to hear Dracula's voice.

Faintly, Yang Qun seemed to hear the voices of countless blood clans and countless hungry ghosts.

What those voices say is......

"Thank you......"

"Thank you......"

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