After a dizzy feeling of weightlessness, Jurst returned to reality.

It's still the dim room, it's still the candlelight that can go out at any moment.

Everything you have just experienced is like a false dream.

But perceiving the extra mark of the thorny rose in the depths of his soul, Jurst knew that it was all reality.

He really succeeded in summoning the gods behind Castel.

It's just that...... No one would have thought that this god would be the ancestor of the Blood Clan, who had been missing for 2,000 years!

Thinking back to the legends of the True Ancestor of Blood, Yulst sighed secretly.

He knew that from now on he was completely free from now on.

No matter how much the being promised, it could not change the fact that he had become a ration prepared by the other party, and it was a ration that could be eaten at any time.

All he can do in the future is to please the other party as much as possible, or simply reduce the other party's attention to him, and then ...... Carefully, fearfully, and with difficulty to survive.

Shit!

It's even better than signing a pact of submission with Elder Masim or becoming a Blood Servant!

At least the latter will also lose their freedom, but as long as they survive, they may be able to find a chance to regain their freedom!

At this moment, Yurst wanted to travel back in time before he drew the Thorn Rose, and then give himself a few big mouths.

How many times has the Duke said, don't just pray to a strange god.

This is the first time he has done it, so he will come directly to retribution.

It's just that things have happened, and no matter how much he regrets it, he has no choice but to sigh and accept the tragic fate.

"Alas...... Your Majesty, why can't you be kind to your descendants like the other true gods? ”

"The Divine Grace Scroll that will become the Ancestor is regarded as a great terror, and I'm afraid there are only blood clans in this world, right?"

Jurst sighed inwardly.

Of course, I only dared to sigh in my heart.

The pact was made, and the devil knew if the terrifying being was watching him.

If he rashly says what he thinks in his heart, if it reaches the other party's ears and makes the other party unhappy, he may immediately change his job to fresh rations.

It's not like nothing like this has happened in history!

However, although it was frustrating for Yurst to become the legendary Blood Scroll, the Divine Grace Scroll is still the Divine Grace Scroll.

After returning to reality, he clearly sensed that his strength, which had not changed for thousands of years, showed some signs of loosening the bottleneck.

Jurst had a feeling...... The upper limit of his current strength has been increased again, as long as he drinks enough transcendent blood, and then sleeps well, he is very likely to comprehend a deeper bloodline resonance, and his strength will go further.

Even if you can't break through to the Duke, you are likely to reach the highest peak that the Count can reach!

This is obviously a very happy thing.

But he couldn't be happier.

Shepherds naturally want their sheep to grow fast and well, fat and strong.

Because in this way, the meat can be plentiful and delicious.

Thinking about it like this, Jurst became even more depressed.

However, depression is depression.

Now that he has become a Blood Scroll genus, he has completely tied up the chariot of the Blood True Ancestor.

According to the Ness clan, the Blood Scroll is the siblings of the True Ancestor.

If the True Ancestor falls, it will be able to recover again in the body of the scroll genus.

It is also for this reason that the bloodlines who don't want to see the revival of the ancestors will naturally liquidate all the blood scrolls.

Even for the sake of his own life and the meaning of his existence, Jurst had to help the resurrected ancestor hide his identity and fulfill the other party's various arrogant and arbitrary demands......

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Thinking of this, Jurst sighed again and began to erase the traces left by his own summoning.

Fortunately, he uses his own blood as a catalyst to summon.

With the power of the bloodline, it is also easy to erase traces.

And not long after he erased the traces, the closed door of the room creaked and was slowly pulled open from the outside.

The blinding light shone in, and Jurst couldn't help but block his eyes.

And immediately after, the old voice of Elder Masim came to his face:

"Hehe, Jurst, three days have come, how are you thinking about it?"

Elder Masim seemed to be in a good mood, and his tone was much softer than the last time he had seen him.

Jurst could even smell the strong smell of alcohol on the other side.

Combined with the various legends about this legendary elder in the clan, he instantly realized that this elder had gone to a tavern in the human world to get a hangover in the past three days.

"Why the silence? I've given you three days, haven't you thought it through? ”

"Do you surrender to me, offer your loyalty, and join me in opening a new future for the Ness Clan, or ...... Obsessed, let me forcibly make you a blood servant? ”

Seeing that Jurst was silent, Elder Maxim asked with a frown.

"Hmph, you have to think clearly, if you offer your loyalty to me directly, you can still retain a certain amount of freedom, and I may even promise to let you go after taking control of Ness......"

"But if you force me to make you a blood servant...... Hey, I can't guarantee that your will will still be yours. ”

Seeing that Jurst was still silent, Elder Maxim completely put away his smile and threatened with a calm face.

Hearing his words, Jurst slowly raised his head and looked at the legendary elder who had fallen to the Blood Demon Grand Duke.

Obviously, whether it is forced allegiance or becoming a blood servant, it is a great humiliation and unacceptable condition for a bloodline who already has a follower of the honorable elder......

But at this moment, in the face of Elder Messim's vicious persecution, Jurst felt no fluctuations in his heart.

Not only was he not angry, he even wanted to laugh a little.

A sneer, of course.

It could also be ridicule.

Pact of Surrender?

Become a Blood Servant?

Come on, these two contracts involving the soul can achieve ghosts on the premise that his soul has been marked with the Holy Emblem of the True Ancestor!

The domineering deed of affiliation even completely severed his faith connection with Cauchy's crown, not to mention the contract signed by a legend, although it ...... His faith wasn't fanatical in the first place.

Yurst, who had no love for him, had no interest in arguing or playing with Elder Maxim.

Under the premise of the return of the True Ancestor, not to mention the infighting of the Ness clan, the five existing clans of the bloodline, one is counted as one, don't even think about running!

However, looking at the other party's condescending appearance, regarding himself as a thing in the palm of his hand, as if everything was under control, Jurst was a little unhappy.

And this unhappiness is intertwined with the depression of signing the blood contract, and it produces some kind of wonderful chemical reaction, which makes Yurst's mood more and more depressed, like adding fuel to the fire.

Especially the arrogant appearance of the other party, the kind of appearance that didn't take him in his eyes at all, made Jurst, who was already planning to mess up, re-energize his rebellious mentality.

I'll you!

His True Ancestor does have the strength and qualifications to play with me in the palm of his hand, but you are old!

Obviously a legendary duke, I have to deal with a blazing sun earl and come to yin, ahh

I really have the ability to go face up to the Great Elder and Lord Yorok!

What a skill to bully a little earl!

Jurst cursed in his heart.

And scolding and scolding, his heart suddenly moved slightly.

I saw his eyes flickering slightly, and suddenly sneered:

"Oh? Submit to? ”

"Elder Masim, I'm sorry, I've been thinking about you here for three days and three nights, and I've been thinking about what you have for me to follow, but after three days and three nights, I really can't think of a single reason to ......."

"You are so weak and pathetic compared to the existence I follow, like a clown jumping up and down, it makes me feel disgusting......"

"I don't have any interest in following the weak, an existence like you will only use some tricks behind your back, and you don't even have the courage to challenge the existence I follow!"

"Hehe, become a blood servant? Come on, even if I hadn't used the Staff of Blasphemy, I knew how dangerous it was to forcibly convert a Bloodline who followed the Venerable Elder into a Blood Servant. ”

"You're not giving me a choice at all, you're just not confident and worried about revealing your identity in front of the presence I follow."

"You are actually very bold, you are not sure that you will transform me into a blood servant without alarming the existence behind me, or more directly, you are afraid of the existence behind me!"

"Hehe, with a bloodline like you, even if it is a legend, what is there to follow me? Compared to you, Lord Yoroc really doesn't know where to go, at least...... Lord Yoroc dares to face the gods! ”

"Heh, in my opinion, you can't even break the blood contract I have."

Jurst was yin and yang, and counted Elder Maxim as useless, and there was deep disdain in his provocative gaze.

Seeing his ill-pumped arch fire and listening to his vulgar invective, Elder Masim was about to be blown up.

Especially, when Jurst directly took out Yorok and compared it to him......

"Shut up! You impermissible bastard! How dare you disobey the Duke Elder! ”

"Excellent! Very good! If you want to be a blood servant so much, then I will fulfill you! Not only will I fulfill you, but I will erase your will completely! Twist your bloodline! Turn you into my flesh puppet! The most miserable blood servant! ”

"Can't break your contract? Turning you into a blood servant? ”

"Humph!"

"Today I want you to know that even if the True Ancestor comes, he won't be able to save you! Even if it's in front of the ancestor, don't even think about keeping your blood connection! ”

Elder Masim gritted his teeth, his eyes red.

I saw him take out the staff of blood from his bosom, pointed it at Jurst, and shouted angrily:

"Darkness...... Blood Pact! ”

A dark red glow erupted on the Staff of Blood.

At the same time, Elder Messi's spiritual power surged like a tidal wave, rushing towards Count Jurst's soul with the light of the Blood Staff......