Evelyn looked in horror at the Bloods who showed their true form, their fangs bared, their backs stretched out, the power of the curse surrounding them, seeping into their essence, merging with the darkness, increasing their strength, and the blood of those ordinary people, replenishing the energy they needed, a blood feast was unfolding. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

O'Connor and Evelyn were fortunate enough to be cared for by the four Barons of the Bloodline who guarded them and did not allow the other Bloodlines to harm them.

Jonathan shuddered, "I finally know what the Eye of Horus is!" ”

O'Connor was shocked: "They are a bunch of monsters, a bunch of monsters ruling Cairo. ”

The blood clan polluted the two gods with the blasphemous blood, the jackal head of the god of death and the falcon head of the god Ra were covered with blood, Chen Ang communicated with the two gods with the golden sutra of the sun, and even more gods, and the incantation of blasphemy continued to emerge from his mouth, Anubis's huge anger made the entire capital of the dead tremble, and he lowered a curse, which was deeply engraved on the body of Hong Fan who was carrying the pot next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the sun god Ra and Horus, and the god of the underworld Osiris also cast a curse.

Chen Ang surrounded Hong Fan, watching the gods and pharaohs curse him viciously, watching the powerful dark power completely overwhelm him, the heart in Chen Ang's hand, maintaining Hong Fan's only vitality and soul, Chen Ang retained most of Hong Fan's self, leaving the remaining emptiness to the gods and pharaohs, using the power of the curse to change his essential existence.

This kind of guidance is ten million times more difficult than walking a tightrope, Chen Ang carefully controls this huge power, the two scriptures and the three thousand years of the curse of the Hamna Tower that is completely channeled, it is like an insignificant feather, but Chen Ang still relies on his knowledge and wisdom to put the ritual on the right track and steal the power of these curses.

He recited:

"The sun curses you, and you will never walk in the sun, or you will burn yourself like a fire."

"Death has cursed you, and you will never be awake and will not sleep, and you will have no dreams, no sleep, and sleep is a curse to you that you are awake."

"The god of the underworld has cursed you, you will be rejected from the underworld forever, and your soul will have nowhere to go, and you will wander the world forever, and you will not die!"

"Life curses you, drinking a spring like rotten water, enjoying food like rotten earth, and everything except blood is like rot to you."

"You will feed on blood, you will be in the company of darkness, you will never grow old and immortal, you will be tortured forever, even if your soul is scattered, the shadow will cry all day long in the void, you have no shadow, you have no body temperature, your heart will not beat, you are a rejected dead, an abandoned soul, you are - the blood!"

With the end of the curse, the will of the gods left here, and the huge cursed power of the capital of the dead poured into Hong Fan's body, his fangs stretched, and the huge blood-colored bat wings behind him unfolded, and the huge dark power flowed on his body, his nails were like sharp claws, and his pupils were extraordinarily blood-red, and he grabbed the spear of judgment beside him, and it penetrated the statue of death and the sun god, and blood flowed from the idol, but Hong Fan stepped forward to drink bitterly.

As his strength skyrocketed, the heart in Chen Ang's hand was also shocked like a purple-red crystal.

Chen Ang pressed this concocted heart into Hong Fan's chest, and the strength of this blood clan's No. 1 experimental subject stepped into the rank of earl, and stepped into the group of masters in the main god space, and the soaring power made Hong Fan almost unable to control himself, and with the pain imprinted on him by the curse, he was tormenting him every moment.

The bloodthirsty impulse almost made him desperate, but seeing Chen Ang's interested eyes and the fear that surged from the depths of his soul made Hong Fan sober up again.

This made him almost speechless: "Even if I am promoted to the earl and become a powerful blood Allah comparable to Dracula, I am still so afraid of Dr. Chen, how deep is the shadow in my heart?" Even the unbalanced mentality after the power skyrockets, the demons in the heart, are afraid of him! ”

And what he didn't know was that Chen Ang was also curious this time: "I was going to wait for him to get carried away, take him down, and do some experiments that are a little too much, but he was not fooled twice?" Could it be that this is the instinct of small animals? Anyway, bats are also small animals! ”

With the improvement of Hong Fan's bloodline origin, his descendants have also been strengthened, and the curse power that pervades the capital of the dead has also made them a lot more profitable, nearly a hundred people have been promoted to barons, with the lowest title, and several veteran barons have directly entered the ranks of viscounts, and the strength in Chen Ang's hands has swelled a lot in an instant.

And those ordinary people who were drained of their essence blood in the blood banquet, after this large-scale ceremony, also instilled a lot of blood energy into Chu Yong, and became the next level of blood clan, thousands of people in the entire camp, except for a few people deliberately left by Chen Ang, all the others were transformed into blood clans that were at least beyond the strength of the fully armed elite special forces.

And Terrence, who was deliberately taken care of by Chen Ang with a cursed force, even improved his magic attainments to the level of not losing to Immorton, and became a strange existence closer to the cursed blood clan than Hong Fan.

Chen Ang looked at the Hamna Tower, which had accumulated thousands of years of curse power and was exhausted, and couldn't help but sigh with pity: "The big battery of the Hamna Tower has been squeezed dry like this. How many more special experiments would I like to do? "That's right, but with this Blood Clan's atavistic reinvention experiment, Chen Ang has mastered the essence of the Cursed Blood Clan.

From then on, he could be said to know everything about the blood clan, and he was ready to kill him.

In any world, Chen Ang is sure to re-create this strange life, which can be said to be an insight into their origin existence and soul code.

This is his biggest gain this time - he has made great progress in the Necromancy, Summoning, Transfiguration, Spells, Enchantments, and Biology, Genetics, and Virology. This can be seen from Chen Ang's adjustment of the blood virus, which can make the newly transformed blood clan walk in the sun, but it is still in a weak state.

Coupled with the capital of the dead that was destined to be taken into his pocket, Chen Ang can be said to have gained a lot this time, and the only bad news is that when Immorton held the curse power to climax, he broke free and fled. Immorton's battery escaped before it was squeezed dry, although this was all in Chen Ang's premeditation, but it still did not prevent him from feeling regretful.

What a comrade Immorton is!

He selfless dedication, Chen Ang took the lead in the experiment, for the completion of the curse ceremony and the formation of the mummy army, dedicated his three thousand years of accumulated precious strength, he used his resentful curse, miserable encounters, for the independence of Egypt and the great cause of Chen Ang, made a lot of dedication, such a self-sacrificing, willing to dedicate a good comrade, just gone! Can Chen Ang not feel sorry for it?

Who is not a pity, he just has no conscience!