After the Vatican arranged everything, Delacouri entered the Papal Palace alone, and Pope Gregory had already prepared a great gift for him in the Papal Palace, a great gift that even he could not refuse!

"A sincere welcome, my friend. Looking at the tall figure of Dracuri, Pope Gregory stepped down from the throne and smiled enthusiastically, "How many years have we not seen each other, three hundred, or five hundred? I can't remember, anyway, I am very happy that you can accept the invitation to come here." ”

Gregory gushed warm words, as if he really had a close relationship with Dracuri.

"Why do you still have that sword, God, you are absolutely safe with me, my friend. ”

"I don't remember having a friend like you. Draculi said coldly, "As for the reason why I came here with my sword, you should understand, the fourteenth elder, Lord Gregory. ”

"Don't be so cold, my friend, don't you think His Majesty Pope Gregory is better than that?" said Gregory with a wave of his hand, "Besides, I really don't know the reason for your murderous face, as if you are not here for a party, but for revenge. ”

Dracuri drew his heavy sword from its scabbard and plunged it into the ground, and the withered alchemy lines spread from the sword, leaving hideous cracks on the ground, and seeing this scene, Gregory finally put away the debauched smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, I did it. Gregory said, his tone a little helpless, "When you stepped out of the Silver Moon Canyon, the news of your trip to the Vatican had already been reported in the secret party, and even the road map was prepared......

"Why did you do that?" asked Derakuri coldly, drawing his sword.

"Because we need you to completely break with the secret party, the irreparable kind, after all, this is about the continuation of the supreme rule of the blood clan, and we can't let a person with an impure mind accept this inheritance, understand? Dragon Grand Duke Drakuri, your strength is obvious to all, as long as you stand with us wholeheartedly, then we will also give you unimaginable power, that's it. ”

"You're a real asshole. After putting the sword away, Draculi scolded, "If the secret party does assassinate me this time, then your despicable plan will be all in vain." ”

"No, I'm confident in you. Gregory patted his chest and said, "Remember the Dragoons, if something really happens to you, they will fight to save you, so you owe me a great favor." So, are you ready to accept the legacy?"

Although there was an urge to chop this guy into seventeen or eighteen pieces with a sword, Dracuri nodded: "Let's start." ”

"No, no, no, we're going here. Gregory had that unhealthy smile on his face again, and he walked briskly to the great pennant behind the throne, and then lifted it open, revealing the ancient and majestic bronze gate. The bronze gate is embossed with angels and demons embracing each other, surrounded by a variety of strange and complex patterns, and the aura of sacredness and evil is strangely fused together, revealing a sense of mystery of disobedience.

"Come, put your fingers here. Gregory said, pointing to a beautiful hole in the door.

Dracuri put his finger inside, and there seemed to be a thin metal needle in it, which pierced his finger and sucked a drop of blood by the way, "Why didn't it move?" Looking at the motionless bronze gate, Dracuri asked with a frown.

"Uh...... This door can only be opened with the blood of the elders. Gregory sneered, "I just remembered, really." ”

"Alright, open the door. Dracuri stepped aside by the door, turning his back for fear that he would not be able to control his anger.

Gregory shoved his fingers in, and after the blood was absorbed by the door, the bronze door came to life. The angel and the demon on the door gradually separated, each occupying half of the door, and their hands went one after the other, as if inviting the two to enter the inside of the door. The blades of the door slowly opened, revealing the passage behind the door, and Gregory snapped his fingers: "My dear friends, let's go, they should be in a hurry." ”

When they walked through the long staircase into the hall of the Hall of Elders, sixteen pairs of blood-colored eyes opened in the darkness from left to right, counting the Gregorians beside them, all the seventeen elders of the blood clan appeared here!

"Welcome, Dragon Duke Drakuri, the only person in the current blood clan who is qualified to receive this inheritance......" the first elder said with a cold face, perhaps having been in the ground for too long, his skin was paler than his hair, and his unwavering voice was like the collision of an iceberg for ten thousand years, solemn and terrifying.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?" Gregory interrupted the first elder with a frown, and then clapped his hands to himself, and the torches in the hall instantly lit up, and the cold eyes of the elders suddenly dimmed a lot.

"Who recommended this living treasure as an elder in the first place?" Dracuri asked faintly, not loud, but everyone here could hear it.

"Ahem, it's me. The fifth elder coughed awkwardly and said embarrassedly.

The first elder stared at the fifth elder with angry eyes, and the latter suddenly put away the expression on his face and became serious again.

Originally, he planned to deter Draculi before accepting the inheritance, but as a result, none of the people on his side knew how to cooperate, and thinking of this, the first elder's brows furrowed even deeper.

"I know your thoughts, the first elder, but the deterrence is not very effective for me, because I am a deterrent myself!" said that, Dracuri's blood pupils lit up, and a coercion no less than that of the first elder was transmitted in the hall, and the two coercion collided together, making the torches of the lighting dim.

The almost violent aura washed over everyone present, and the others unconsciously ignited the blood pupil to resist, although Dracuri has not yet been inherited, but that power is indeed worthy of the name of the Grand Duke of the Dragon!

"Okay you two, we're here to solve problems, not create problems, so calm down. Gregory frowned and said solemnly, he tapped the ground with the papal scepter in his hand, and the momentum in the hall suddenly froze.

Dracuri and the first elder both withdrew their coercion, and the hall became quiet again, but after this uproar, the atmosphere became strangely harmonious.

"You do have the qualifications to become the eighteenth elder, I hope you will take on the responsibility of the blood clan after the inheritance, and the development of the night clan cannot leave the jurisdiction of the elders, I hope you understand. ”

"Hey, didn't you just use the power of the Dragon Clan to teach the secret party a lesson?

"Whoever inherits the inheritance will naturally be promoted to the elder of the blood clan, okay, you can shut up Gregory. The first elder glared at him and said, "Take out the Holy Grail." ”

Gregory nodded, and inserted his scepter into the altar in front of Cain and Lilith, and when he turned, the floor in the center of the hall parted like a kaleidoscope, revealing a deep hole. A golden glow rose from the hole and hit the ceiling overhead, then turned into a golden thread and gradually extended in all directions.

Inside the pillar of light, a one-foot-tall gorgeous gold cup slowly rose. The walls of the golden cup are glowing with bone china, and the holder and base are made of metal with a soft golden glow, and although it looks like gold, it is definitely some kind of unknown existence. In addition to this, the walls of the Holy Grail are also inlaid with colorful gemstones, all of which make it extremely gorgeous and intoxicating......

The first elder took the chalice from the pillar of light and handed it to Dracuri, who solemnly accepted the item, a symbol of the supreme power of the Blood, and slowly held it in front of him. Such a gorgeous chalice contained a pitch-black viscous liquid that was not too much, and it looked like it could be drunk in one gulp.

"What is this?" asked Dracuri.

"The holy remains, the contents of the Holy Grail, the water of immortality, the forbidden wine, are the elixir to become gods!" the first elder said excitedly, his eyes full of fanaticism, "Drink it, and you will be able to break through yourself and gain power comparable to that of a god." ”

"Sounds so tempting. Dracuri had a greedy smile on his face, he had come here for this moment, "Hopefully there will be no side effects." ”

With that, he looked up and drank the thick black liquid from the cup!

Black veins crawled from his neck to his face from the moment he drank the relics, spider-web-like veins appearing beneath his skin...... Dracuri fell to his knees in pain, and as soon as his hand was released, the chalice came out of his hand, flew back into the pillar of light, and then slowly descended, until it sank completely into the ground, the golden light slowly closed, and the originally open floor silently returned to its original form.

Draculi roared, his blood pupils shining like fire, and the clothes on his body gradually spontaneously combusted, revealing his burly body. The muscles rose and fell on his body like flowing water, and the black veins continued to emerge and disappear, and the sound alone could tell how much pain he had endured, and at the same time, his momentum rose at a terrifying speed......

The Holy Grail produces enough holy remains to drink for one person every hundreds of years, and its power is unimaginable, and the reason why the first elder has to fight against the coercion of Draculi is to test his qualifications to drink the liquid in the Holy Grail.

Bloodline, flesh, will, desire, any aspect does not meet the requirements, and the final result can only be torn apart by this violent force, and then burned to ashes, which has happened more than once in the history of the Presbyterian Church, the most recently, more than a thousand years ago!