Vampires who are more advanced than Dracula are rare in myths and legends.

In many movies or comics, Dracula is defined as one of the most powerful bloodlines. If there is anyone more noble than his bloodline, then only the ancestor of the blood clan Cain is legendary.

"Cain's blood!" The thumb of Zhang Yao's left hand rubbed the magic ring on his right hand. The blood of the gods doesn't need to be thought about, as soon as that thing hears the name, it knows that it is beyond the scope of the demigods. With the current strength of the system, Zhang Yao still feels that Cain's blood is more realistic.

"Prepare for the draw, real name, blood of Cain!" After making a decision in his heart, Zhang Yao did not wait and directly used his lottery opportunity.

The wheel of the lottery begins to spin rapidly. Zhang Yao quietly waited for the choice of fate, and after being silent for more than ten seconds, he silently recited a stop word.

"Dingdong congratulations to the host, get the world of legends of the night, the blood of perfection." The prompt sound of the system resounded in Zhang Yao's ears.

This time, the goddess of fate played a joke on him, and it was not Cain's blood that appeared, but a perfect blood that was also powerful, but much weaker.

Perfect blood, from the world of legends of the night.

Effect: Improves the strength of one's own bloodline, and can be fused with other genes for a second time.

A bottle of rose-colored blood appeared in Zhang Yao's hand. Zhang Yao shook the bottle, perfect blood like a panacea, and couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or delighted.

The disappointment is because compared to Cain's blood, the effect of the perfect blood is definitely weaker for Dracula.

Rejoice because of the perfect blood, and it also has the power to improve one's own bloodline. The chance of the real name lottery is only 1 in 10, and in the case of the failure of the real name lock, the perfect blood can still be drawn, and Dracula can be regarded as having a good life.

"I really don't know if you're a good fate or a bad fate!" Zhang Yao looked at Dracula on the side and threw away the perfect blood in his hand.

The perfect blood slashed an arc in mid-air, and Dracula grabbed it in his hand, looking at Zhang Yao with some confusion.

"Big brother, what is this?" Through the bottle, Dracula looked at the rose-colored blood inside, wondering where Zhang Yao got this thing.

"Drink it!" Regarding Draculad's question, Zhang Yao did not give an explanation, but used a commanding tone.

Under Zhang Yao's order, Dracula opened the cap of the bottle without hesitation, and suddenly a tempting fragrance wafted in the hall.

It is an indescribable delicacy, pure like wine, with an evocative aroma that induces the most primitive gluttonous desires.

Not to mention Dracula, who was born as a vampire, or Zhang Yao, who has no interest in blood, both have an urge to drink blood.

"This, this is" Smelling the scent, Dracula looked shocked and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Incense, it's so fragrant. Dracula never knew that there was such a good-smelling blood in this world, even the so-called virgin blood, which compared to this bottle of rose-colored blood, it had become a tattered commodity on the street.

"Big brother, this thing, this thing is good, it's so good!" Dracula was so enchanted that he didn't even take a sip before he realized he was drunk. There is an urge to hold this bottle of blood, lie in the coffin, and never come out for the rest of your life.

Dracula's fangs were exposed, and he was holding the blood vial in his arms, like hugging the lover of his dreams, and he was reluctant to do it.

"It's not promising!" Dracula's expression, Zhang Yao looked angry and funny. He knew the temptation of blood to Dracula, but he didn't expect this temptation to be so powerful that Dracula was already drunk just by hearing the taste.

"Drink it and see how it works." With a smile on his face, Zhang Yao waved his hand and motioned for Dracula to hurry up.

Knock knock so happy

Dracula held the bottle in both hands, like an old cow drinking water, and drank to the mouth of the bottle, with a look of great satisfaction on his face.

A vial of rose-colored blood that looked like it was three hundred milliliters. Dracula drank it in one gulp, and when he finished drinking, his pale face was a little red, and even his eyes became intoxicated.

Shaking and shaking, Dracula is like a drunk, shaking his body while still smirking with happiness on his face.

What is happiness, cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, Ultraman fights little monsters.

Now Dracula has done his best, drinking a bottle of perfect blood and incarnating as the happiest person in the world.

"How does it feel, does it work?" Seeing Dracula's happy appearance, Zhang Yao couldn't help but ask, for fear that this lottery would be lost.

Hearing Zhang Yao's question, Dracula shook his head vigorously. Before he could answer, he burped and fell to the ground holding the bottle.

"Dracula, Dracula?"

"Whew"

Dracula fell asleep in the main hall, Zhang Yao screamed several times in a row, but Dracula only turned over, and had no intention of waking up at all.

"What kind of rhythm is this, is it drunk?" Zhang Yao scratched his head, the current Dracula was no different from a drunk person, except that instead of wine, he drank a rose-colored perfect blood.

Vampires, drinking blood can actually get drunk, and Zhang Yao doesn't know how to describe it.

However, looking at Dracula's appearance, he still has a look of satisfaction in his sleep, and it is not a bad thing to think about it.

"Someone!" couldn't wake up Dracula, and Zhang Yao didn't rush to wake him up, but called a few guards.

"Your Majesty!" The guards who walked in knelt on one knee one by one, Zhang Yao glanced at Dracula, who was still smirking in his sleep, and ordered: "Send Prince Dracula back to the prince's mansion, and call Gandalf in." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" With Zhang Yao's order, several guards did not dare to slack off. Several people hurriedly helped Dracula to his feet and left the main hall.

As soon as Dracula, who was in a drunken state, was taken away, Zhang Yao pressed his brows and began to ponder.

The huge harvest of the trip to Egypt made Zhang Yao also know the marrow, and he couldn't stop.

War is always the best time to get rich.

What you have, I don't. I'll grab yours and I'll have it.

A book of war money with great profits deeply touched Zhang Yao's greed.

However, Zhang Yao was still a little worried, after all, there were not a few other large-scale descending forces, and now the collapse of the Pharaonic Dynasty was likely to arouse the alarm of others. If you are reaching out elsewhere at this time, the Empire will most likely be the first to be attacked by the crowd.

At present, it seems that the world is in chaos, but in fact, the balance of forces of all parties is still alive. Especially in Europe and the Americas, there are inextricable relationships between governments and large advent forces. Even the inconspicuous Celestial Empire, once the ultimate means are used, the threat is no less than that of the Pharaoh Dynasty.

So, whoever thinks that in the real world, these governments are just a bunch of paper tigers, is very wrong. You must know that the ultimate weapon of mankind, the nuclear bomb, is not a joke.

The existence of a nuclear bomb, no joke. Zhang Yao didn't like it either, this kind of joke came to him.

Imagining his next move, Zhang Yao fell into deep thought, and at this moment, clear footsteps came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, I just wanted to come to you when I heard your call." With the sound of a voice, Gandalf walked into the main hall. Behind him, there was a man in a black robe.

"This person" Zhang Yao raised his eyes and stared. Because on the arm of the man in black, there is a black mark with a skull on the top and a snake on the bottom

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