A ray of sunlight climbed onto the windowsill at some point, and as the outside world began to light up, the spots of light shining on the windows gradually moved, forming a beam of light that illuminated the bits of dust flying in the air.

Xue Ziye's consciousness gradually returned, and he slowly opened his eyes, and the ray of sunlight really shone on Xue Ziye's cheeks, and Xue Ziye stretched comfortably.

Where is this?

Xue Ziye looked at this strange room suspiciously, the room was very simple, very medieval European style, a simple wall clock swaying on the wall, and several bottles of rum were placed horizontally on the dusty tabletop, which seemed to be very casual. But the whole room was covered with crosses, and it was clear that the owner was a fanatical believer.

Where is this? Xue Ziye was puzzled again.

Is it a dream? I remember thinking I was a different person, huh? Why didn't I feel the same way before, I said, it's a dream, it can't be that I can be so agile and have such good eyesight.

The door of the "squeak" room was slowly opened, adding a lot of light to the room, and a typical European poker face with a black cloak appeared in front of Xue Ziye.

Jacques frowned, shielding the sunlight from his black robe.

"Are you a pastor?" Although Xue Ziye had never seen the appearance of a pastor, his height of 190 cm revealed the identity of the person who came.

Jacques looked at Xue Ziye with a smile: "You're awake, then come with me"

Xue Ziye hesitated, but for some reason Xue Ziye instinctively had a familiar sense of trust in the pastor in front of him, just like the same kind.

The word like the same kind flashed a lightning bolt in Xue Ziye's mind, why did he instinctively think of the word like the same kind.

Walking through the gray path, although it is daytime now, for some reason the light distorts when it passes through here, yes, the silence here is terrible.

Jacques dragged Xue Ziye to the almost deserted black church hall, Jacques dragged himself to the podium, respectfully picked up the Bible on the table with both hands, gently kissed the cross on his chest, and made a standard religious gesture.

"Xue Ziye," Jacques suddenly called Xue Ziye.

Xue Ziye raised his head, although he was a little puzzled about how the pastor knew his name, but he didn't mind, so Xue Ziye nodded and sat down in the previous position.

"If you have any doubts, just ask, and I will answer them for you."

"I want to know, is that a dream" Xue Ziye asked very seriously.

"No," Jacques said faintly.

"What the hell did I go through yesterday, why did I wake up here, is it you who was in the corner after I fell unconscious" Xue Ziye said excitedly.

"Okay, if you want to hear it, I'm obligated to help you out" Jacques cleared his throat: "The person in the corner yesterday was me, and I saved you." Twice. Jacques dragged emphasized.

"Oh. Why twice" Xue Ziye was stunned.

"The first time at your grandfather's graveyard, the second time by the garbage can on the street"

"You're following me?" Xue Ziye was a little angry.

"Yes" Jacques said indifferently: "If it weren't for me, you would have died, or you would have died, you are not the real you now, and now you have the inheritance power of the great Nikolai family." ”

"Nikolai, I'm dead, I'm not me, what is this?" Xue Ziye wanted to look at the priest like an idiot.

"Tell me, have you ever felt that you are stronger than ever before, and that there is a huge amount of power hidden in your body?"

"How do you know" Xue Ziye was stunned.

"Because, you are the thirty-sixth generation of Nikolai's clan, and I, Jacquesto, will be your mentor" Jacques Tu suddenly said with an excited expression: "Now you are not a mortal, you are an incomparably powerful and noble blood clan"

"Click" A bolt of lightning slashed straight down, and the thunderbolt on a sunny day illuminated Jacques Drag's frenzied expression.

The light flashed, and Xue Ziye raised his head to look at it clearly, but clearly grasped Jacques Tuo's expression, with a crazy red glow in his eyes.

At this time, Jacques dragged his hands and held up the yellowed Bible, and his voice recited in a high-pitched voice, becoming more and more urgent and louder.

A "clang" sliced through the eerie scene.

Xue Ziye fell under the stool, looked at Jacques Drag, his eyes were full of horror, and he stepped back with his hands and feet: "No, no, no"

After a long time, Xue Ziye finally came out of the church, his chest beating violently, and the words of the pastor still echoed in his mind.

My great Nicholas line has existed in the Middle Ages, strong for a while, dominating Europe for three hundred years, blood makes our blood clan a strong foundation, fresh blood is our rich nourishment, the fatter the nourishment and wonder how strong we will be, but our ancestors have taught us that sucking blood is not a long-term thing after all, and sooner or later we will fall into the endless abyss.

When a vampire no longer feeds on blood to maintain its power, the vampire becomes indistinguishable from a normal human and extremely powerful.

The task of keeping vampires from sucking blood is difficult and difficult, so difficult that the incomparably powerful Nikolai family will fall.

Since then, my Nicholas line has no longer looked for blood everywhere, so it gradually declined, and slowly disappeared from the stage of history, but we firmly believe in the ancestors, because the ancestors are a blood clan that never sucks blood, at that time the strength of the ancestors was feared by the other fourteen blood clans, and then the fourteen blood clans invaded, our clan was destroyed, but my Nicholas line also pulled the Cappadocia clan to destroy together.

Until now, there are still thirteen blood clans left, divided into three factions with different beliefs.

Demon Party: "Lasombra" Lesemba, "Tzimisce" Gimitson,

Esoteric Parties: Brujah, Gangrel, Nofile Malkavian, Toreador, Simmore, Ventrue.

Neutral: Giovanni (Giovanni), Ravnos (Revno), Assamet (Assamite), Setete (Setites).

Our ancestors once said that if our people find a way to transcend blood, then our people will live forever.

For the sake of this sentence, I, Nikolai, have completely retreated, and now I can only survive in the darkness like a rat crossing the street, silently looking for a way to escape.

And you are at your grandfather's grave where you are dead, and it was I who bit you and brought you back to life, because you made me, and we Nikolai family saw hope.

I will be your mentor, you are only a young bloodline now, but somehow you are strong enough, which makes me believe in the oath of my ancestors even more.

The power of the blood clan in your body has been temporarily sealed by me, but I will gradually induce you how to use the great power of the blood clan, at that time you will be extremely powerful, and even surpass the ancestors, because as a young blood clan, your blood power has been infinitely close to me, and I am looking forward to how powerful you will be when you become an adult.

Jacques dragged the face that would only be gentle when he looked at himself lingered in Xue Ziye's mind.

Looking at his white hands, Xue Ziye was extremely irritable: "Am I a blood clan?" I'm a vampire, I don't believe it."

Possessed and picked up the glass shards on the ground, plucked up the courage to spend it on his arm, Yin Hong's blood instantly covered the entire arm, and the severe pain spread to Xue Ziye's brain.

"Hehe, I'll just say, it's just a dream, I'm not a vampire at all" Xue Ziye said excitedly, but as soon as the words fell, the wound on Xue Ziye's arm was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No"

Xue Ziye desperately scratched with broken glass: "I'm not a vampire, I'm not a vampire"

Suddenly, Xue Ziye didn't move: "By the way, vampires like to suck other people's blood and are afraid of the sun, why don't I feel this way?" Xue Ziye said lightly putting his hand under the sun.

"That's because now you are a half-human and half-blood, you are not born into a blood clan, but formed the day after tomorrow, so you are a second-generation blood clan, and you will not be afraid of the sun" Obviously, Jacques dragged one to worry about Xue Ziye, so he followed.

"You talk nonsense," Xue Ziye roared.

"You'll face it," Jacques sneered, cutting a wound on his arm, "Are you hungry?"

An intoxicating fragrance like a poppy came, and Xue Ziye involuntarily stared greedily at the blood on the wound, and his stomach gurgled.

"No, no, this is impossible" Xue Ziye resisted desperately, his body tried his best to restrain the blood, curled up and trembled.

For a long time, Xue Ziye slowly raised his head, and one eye emitted a strange red light: "I won't live as a monster"

After speaking, Xue Ziye picked up the glass shard in his hand and was about to slash it to his throat.

"So do you want to die as a monster? If you want to die, at least you have to solve the mystery of being abandoned by your parents when you were a child before you die," Jacques said in a faint voice.

Xue Ziye's hands hung down weakly, yes, Xue Ziye couldn't put it down.