My name is Dekra, and I am about to be, and am destined to be, the new leader of the Bloodline.

I received a qiē from Orlando, including all of his daywalker blood, his castle, his men, and his wealth.

After throwing all his baggage at me, Orlando finally got the rest he'd dreamed of for over two hundred years: death.

But, before he was completely wiped out, Orlando said to me, "Listen, no matter what kind of war you're going to fight, there's only one real enemy of our Bloodline: werewolves. The extermination of werewolves is also the only reason for the bloodline to exist in this world. ”

"Werewolves?" I quickly checked my memories to make sure that the history Orlando had made me read was correct, "Didn't they all be wiped out a hundred years ago?"

"That's right. Werewolves are indeed extinct today, but they will eventually return. The reason why I want you to unify the Bloodline is to prepare for another decisive battle with our fateful old enemy. ”

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Will werewolves return? I don't know why Orlando made such a prediction. Whether the truth of this prophecy will be verified in the long years to come is unknown, but my present task is to unite the divided bloods.

The biggest obstacle to unifying the Bloodline is the other three surviving Elders: Franklin, Sandor, and Ridgway. Each of them has the same strength as Orlando. I don't know if it's because it's evenly matched, or if it's really because Orlando said, he can't kill his comrades who once fought side by side, and the civil war of the blood clan has been going on for decades, and none of the four elders can eliminate anyone.

But that will soon be over.

The most powerful of the three elders was Franklin, so he was my first target. Since I had only been a Daywalker for a long time, and had only been in charge of Orlando for a short time, Franklin had great contempt for me as a junior. His contempt for his enemies also laid the foundation for his ultimate ruin. As a human being, I was the "god of war" of the Thumiró Empire, and the dispatch of troops was a matter of ease for me, and the visionary Orlando had already placed an inside line in Franklin's camp and played an important role. After 15 encounters, Franklin's forces were brought down by me little by little. Franklin himself, whose power and the blood of the Daywalker have been drained by me, has been reunited with Orlando in the realm of the dead, and I have taken over all his remnants and wealth.

Franklin's demise was a great shock to the other two surviving Elders. Sandor and Ridgway knew quite well that now that I had the power of two Vampire Elders, neither of them could fight against me alone, and that I would not show mercy to any one of them, so they formed an alliance to form a coalition against me.

However, no matter how many times history repeats itself, the older generation will always be replaced by the younger generation. Back when Orlando chose me, it was the death knell for the time of the Vampire Elders. The combined forces of Sandor and Ridgway have adopted a strategy of attacking the Yellow Dragon, and launched a surprise attack on my stronghold, the castle in Orlando, hidden in the woods, but this was already expected by me, and before I had deliberately leaked information about the location of the castle to another force that was trying to annihilate me, the Central Church.

When the coalition of the two elders and the Knights Templar met at Fort Orlando, the horror of that night's battle is hard to describe. The next day, the castle and the woods were almost completely destroyed, and all I had to do was go into battle when both sides were defeated and exhausted, and calmly bring out the two elders who had been badly damaged. What awaits Grace and Ridgway next will be the fate of Orlando and Franklin......

Combining the blood and power of the four elders, I became the only and deserving king of vampires. Inspired by me, the Bloods scattered around the world gradually focused on me, and I brought my subjects to a new territory, a barren mountain range between the Orc Kingdom and the Elven Republic that I had accidentally discovered when I led the Thumiro Emperor** team to fight the Orcs. I named this mountain range "Blood Mountain" and built a city in the mountain called "Dawning Villa", based on which it served as the habitat of the Blood, and I also wrote the law to rule the Bloodline:

Dawning Villa is both a castle and a huge farmstead, raising a large number of animals for food for the Bloods, at the cost of which all the Bloods are not allowed to suck human blood without my permission;

I have used my daywalker blood to spread a barrier around the city, so that my fellow Bloods in Dawning Heights can enjoy the sun without fear of being burned to ashes, but no one is allowed to leave the Blood Mountains without my permission;

All have the duty to protect the Blood Mountains and the Dawning Hills, and to destroy the enemies who dare to invade;

New members are not allowed to be developed at will, and the implementation of the "first hug" requires my approval;

All new members who have undergone the "First Embrace" must undergo rigorous training before they are officially recognized, and if they are unable to suppress their thirst for human blood after training, they must be destroyed;

Any kindred who rebels against me will surely be ruined;

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A series of extremely strict laws have succeeded in restraining the behavior of my Blood subjects, and in order to re-establish the shattered order. Although there are still a handful of guys who insist that "I am supreme and that humans are just food", they do not obey my rule and run away to the outside world to cause trouble. For these traitors, I can only directly deprive them of their ** existence.

However, the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop.

Although the Blood Clan has lived in seclusion and recuperated, they have never escaped the fate of fighting.

The Battle of Orlando Castle, in which the Knights Templar were fooled by me into killing people with a sword, made the Central Church feel extremely humiliated, and they launched a "holy war" against the Blood Mountains three times.

The result, of course, was a fiasco. For the soldiers of the "Holy Army" who dared to step into the Blood Mountains, their blood was sucked out, and their shriveled corpses were hung in the foothills of the Blood Mountains as a vigilance. The Central Church was furious, but they were helpless, and when a frontal assault could not be effective, this group of sanctimonious clergy resorted to the means they least wanted to admit, but they were best at: spies!

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23：54。

"There's not much time left, make your choice, Korista. The vampire prince persecuted the helpless Sophia, "Citizen, or companion?"

"I ...... I ......" despair repeated again and again, and Sophia, who was powerless, had lost the right choice, so she pleaded in a gnat voice, "Whether it is a citizen or a companion, I will save it." Kill me if you want to, and let them go. ”

"Hehe...... "hey," laughed the prince, "sacrifice yourself for the sake of others?" I had expected you to say that. Kolista, although you and I are only half-brothers and sisters, we are always related by blood, and I will not kill you. However, it is not impossible for you to save your companions and citizens at the same time, as long as you promise me one thing. ”

"And what do you want?" Hearing the Prince's response, Sophia felt an even worse sense of foreboding.

"Join our Kindred. The Vampire Prince finally unveiled his cards, "Follow me back to the Blood Mountains, Korista, and you will be the new owner of Dawning Hills!"

"What?" said Sophia, once again, doubting her hearing.

"Haven't I said that clearly enough? Kolista, I want you to become the new Lord of the Bloods: the Vampire Princess. The Prince's voice came clearly into Sophia's ears.

"Cheng ...... Become a vampire princess?" was a price Sophia never thought of coming.

Restrained by the storm of dark magic, Joyka, Ray, and Dani, although incapacitated, clearly heard the conversation between Sophia and the Prince, and they shouted, "Sophia, don't listen to him!"

"Mouthy. The prince's fingers flickered slightly, and the death knell above his head vibrated slightly, and there was a low sound of "buzzing".

Then, the three companions under the confinement of the Black Storm showed extremely painful expressions. The prince let the death knell hasten to deprive them of their vitality.

"Stop!" shouted Sophia, who couldn't bear to see her companions' miserable condition, "let them go, it doesn't matter what I become." I—I promise ......"