The fifth day that Ron came to this world. That night, Ron stood by the window of his room, looking up at the silver moon in the sky.

When the moonlight shone on him, a warm feeling enveloped him, like a hot spring.

"Absorb moonlight for energy?" muttered a hoarse, deep voice in the room.

It was a young man in the image of a vampire, with pale skin, scarlet pupils, two fangs at the corners of his mouth, ten slender fingers, and dark fingernails.

At this time, Ron is no longer the image of a strong man before, he is about 1.9 meters tall, with a strong and slender figure, and his appearance reveals a kind of evil and sickly handsomeness.

By this afternoon, Ron had finally finished building the Bloodline Template.

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"Power: 2.1 (60.2)

Speed: 2.8 (21.1)

Constitution: 4.2 (70) [Toxin Resistance 15] [High Temperature Resistance 112]

Mental Power: 26 (32.7)

Soul Points: 21

Magic Value: 1000 (41% Saturation)

Innate abilities: Soul Absorption, True Self Consciousness, Physical Imprint, Spiritual Hive, Imperial Thoughts

Beginner Great Power (3rd Class), Abyssal Lungs (8% completion of Stage 3), Abyssal Stomach (Stage 1)"

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Judging from the data panel alone, the stat improvement is not large, but in fact, Ron's strength has at least doubled.

And this is just the beginning, as long as Ron finds a way to increase the strength of the blood clan, then he can improve his strength step by step according to that method.

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That night, Ron bathed in moonlight until the next morning. Ron's pale skin slowly returned to ruddy, his pupils slowly turned back to brownish-black, the fangs at the corners of his mouth retracted, and his pitch-black nails returned to their normal color.

It's just that Ron's figure has not changed back, but has remained at about 1.9 meters.

The first rays of sunlight poured into the room, and Ron slowly stretched out his hand. The sun shone on Ron's slender white palm.

"Being able to move in the sun. Ron thought to himself. In the manor, neither the vampire locked in the basement nor the vampire knight in the heart eater clone can move freely in the sun. According to the vampire, unless you are a blood clan above the earl, you can only move in the sun, and vampires below the earl, the difference is only how long you can last in the sun.

But Ron is different, his bloodline model is originally a form evolved based on his ontology, and as long as he converges this form and changes back to human form, it will not be limited by the shortcomings of the bloodline, of course, he can't use the power of the bloodline under the human form.

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In the hall of the castle, Viscount Sharo was dining with a beautiful young girl.

At this moment, Ron, dressed as a knight, came to the front and bowed slightly towards Viscount Sharo.

"Lord Viscount!" Ron called.

"Well, Ron, you're here!" said Viscount Sharo as he put down the knife in his hand and wiped his mouth.

"Come, Evelyn, let me introduce you, this is Knight Ron, a knight with very strong skills, he defeated Evan a few days ago, and now he is the head of the family knights. Viscount Sha Luo said lightly.

"Hello, Knight Ron!" said Evelyn, putting down her knife and extending her fair right hand.

"Hello, Miss Evelyn!" Ron said, giving a kiss.

Evelyn is the daughter of Viscount Sharo, an ordinary human who is not parasitized by the Mind Eater.

"Evelyn, let Ron accompany you to the banquet tomorrow. Viscount Sharo said.

Evelyn glanced at the tall and handsome Ron, her face flushed, and she nodded slightly and said, "Okay, father!"

I have to say that Ron's current appearance has added a lot of points to him in terms of communication.

Next, the father and daughter continued to eat, and Ron stood by to guard them.

Suddenly, Viscount Sharo's brows furrowed slightly, and then he glanced at Ron casually.

Ron noticed the other man's eyes, but didn't know exactly what was going on.

From time to time, an old man with gray hair walked in, this was the steward of the manor.

"Master, here are three witchers. ”

"What do they want?" said Viscount Sharo.

"They said they wanted to know something from the master. ”

Viscount Sha Luo frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and said, "Take them to my study!"

"Yes!" the butler replied.

Viscount Sharo naturally knows what those witchers are here for, a few witchers are nothing, but the force represented by the witchers is the Holy See, if he refuses not to meet those witchers now, with their style of acting, it will only cause more trouble, so it is the right way to send them directly.

"Ron, you'll come with me in a moment. Viscount Sharo said.

"Yes!" Ron replied.

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After Viscount Sharo had a leisurely meal, he took Ron to the study on the second floor of the castle.

In the study, three witchers dressed in black were already standing by the window waiting.

Viscount Sharo entered the door, and the three witchers politely bowed to Viscount Sharo and called out, "Lord Viscount." ”

"Hmm. Viscount Shaluo didn't care, sat down at the desk in the study leisurely, and said, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

Ron stood behind Viscount Sharo, although most of his physical fitness was suppressed, but the advantage of mental power made him see that the three demon hunters in front of him were just ordinary people's physical fitness, of course, whether the other party had the means of energy attack was not certain for the time being.

"Does Lord Viscount know about Larry Village?" said a middle-aged witcher, neither humble nor arrogant.

They were members of the Holy See, and all they had to do was be polite and respectful to the nobles under royal power.

Viscount Sharo frowned slightly and said, "Wait a minute. ”

With that, Viscount Sharo got up from his chair, went to the bookshelf behind him, and pulled out something like a scroll of animal skin.

Viscount Sharo rolled the hides on his desk and unfolded them, revealing a detailed map.

"Larry Village....", Viscount said, his finger moving across the map.

"Well, northwest, found it. The Viscount looked up at the witchers, shook his head, and said, "The village of Larry is not my territory. ”

"We know," said the middle-aged witcher.

"Do you know what's going on in Larry's village?" the witcher didn't give the viscount a chance to ask a rhetorical question, but threw out another question.

"It's not my territory, how do I know what's going on?" said the viscount in an unkind tone.

"Evil sacrifice! The whole village has been used for some kind of evil sacrifice, and not a single one of them has survived!" said the witcher solemnly.

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