It was a crimson glow that was different from the power of the Fallen.

Deep, pure, mysterious, vast.

At the moment of its eruption, everyone, including the Blood Demon Priest who was in the midst of the divine descent ceremony, felt a wave of vicissitudes, and the ancient will slowly descended.

An oppression from the power of the bloodline then rose, and the Blood Demon Priest only felt as if his existence was locked in by some indescribable terrifying existence in an instant, and the bloodline power of his whole body suddenly fell into an unprecedented commotion, as if it was controlled by something even more terrifying.

It was as if my extraordinary power had suddenly become no longer my own......

"This ...... This force is ......! No! That's impossible! ”

As if sensing something, the Blood Demon Priest's expression suddenly changed, and his face looked at the crimson light in horror.

He tried to turn around and flee, but to his horror, the power of the bloodline in his body seemed to have suddenly rebelled, and he no longer obeyed his orders at all.

His brain told his body to flee quickly, but the power of the bloodline stopped his body.

He wanted to activate the Demon Eye imprint in his soul, and he wanted to ask the Blood Demon Grand Duke for help, but after sensing his power, he was horrified to find that his connection with the Blood Demon Grand Duke was completely blocked.

No, or rather, it's not a simple shield, but a block and cut from a higher level!

At the same time, an oppressive force like the people seeing a king flowed through his veins, making his body tremble.

While trembling, there is an instinctive emotion of awe and obedience that spreads from the depths of the soul......

The Blood Demon Priest's expression was even more horrified.

He felt that under the crimson glow, he was rapidly losing control of his body.

It is not only the control of the body in the sense of powerlessness, but also the control of the soul level.

He could clearly feel that under that radiance, he was rapidly losing himself!

No......

It's not just about losing yourself.

Looking at his body that was gradually becoming transparent under the crimson light, looking at the bloodline power that continued to disintegrate like a broken photon between the illusory, and was quickly attracted by the crimson light, a glimmer of realization flashed in the frightened child hole of the bloodline priest.

"It's ...... Devouring ...... Power ......"

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his whole body quietly disintegrated like a broken cloud of smoke in an instant.

At the same time, the crimson glow became even more dazzling.

"Ancestor! It is the power of the Ancestral Crown! ”

Feeling the boiling power of the bloodline, Yurst's eyes widened suddenly.

He looked in disbelief at the black cat, which looked more and more mysterious in the crimson glow.

It was obviously just a black cat, but in his field of vision, he seemed to have traveled through time and space, and saw a beautiful figure sitting high in the Temple of Blood.

The beautiful figure seemed to have senses, as if it glanced at him and smiled slightly.

At that moment, Yurst only felt that his consciousness was in a trance, and the entire spiritual world seemed to be stagnant.

And when his will was awake again, most of the crimson brilliance had faded, and the whole world had returned to normal.

The figure of the Blood Demon Priest had vanished as the crimson glow dissipated.

And disappeared along with his unsuccessful descent ritual.

On the other side, the black dragon, whose breath was terrifying and fell into a state of corruption, was imprisoned in a crimson cage of light.

Although it was still struggling and roaring, it was helpless under that light.

All of the surrounding Bloods bowed down to the center, including Yulst himself, and he didn't even realize when he had bowed down.

As for the target of their prostration, it was the black cat that could only talk.

It's just that the temperament of the black cat at this moment is completely different.

It had regained its freedom, and not only that, but its amber hole had changed its color to a magnificent crimson, completely different from what it had looked at before.

Almost instantly, Yurst felt a certain connection between himself and the other party, as well as the movement of the power of the bloodline after seeing the other party.

He took a deep breath and was about to salute the black cat, but someone moved faster.

"Praise to you, great host! May your crimson brilliance be sprinkled all over the world! ”

Sebas stepped forward, saluting skillfully, with a standard posture, respectful movements, awe-inspiring eyes, and a reverent expression.

That set of smooth movements, not like a proud elf, but like an experienced sycophant.

Jurst: ......

Bah! Servile guy! It's really picky!

Secretly scolding, he also bowed down, and bowed deeply to the black cat with the oldest, most standard, and most respectful blood etiquette he had mastered:

"Praise be to you, Source of the Bloodline, King of the Night, Lord of Darkness, Supreme Ancestor......"

"Your humble son, Yurst, with the highest respect for you......"

After speaking, Jurst bowed his head again and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty the Great Ancestor, please forgive Jurst for not being able to see your identity just now......"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh when he heard Sebas on the side.

Jurst frowned, but saw that the elf, who was also armed with the power of the scroll, was looking at him strangely, and chuckled:

"Your Excellency Yurst, you may have misunderstood, the master's posture is not what you imagined, and the master is just a god at the moment."

"Hey, the master's figure is elegant and beautiful, and at the moment he is just stooping down and borrowing the body of this guy from Lower Nice."

Sebas shook his head, and almost wrote on his face the pride and superiority of having seen the true body of the Blood True Ancestor with his own eyes.

However, Jurst's focus is not on this, but on another aspect:

Wait a minute......

God...... Possessed by God?

He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the black cat with a deep breath again, and this time, he finally noticed the thorn rose sign on the black cat's forehead.

This is...... Emblem of the Ancestors!

Yurst was slightly stunned, and his expression quickly fell into embarrassment.

As a blood clan, of course he knew what it meant to have a holy emblem on his forehead, which meant that the black cat in front of him was a pet that had been marked by the ancestor!

The Ancestors are above!

He actually regarded the pet possessed by the ancestor as the ancestor himself!

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I mistook your identity......"

Jurst said with a look of trepidation.

"You don't know about Ness's relationship with me, excuse me."

The black cat said elegantly.

Its voice was no longer the hoarse and deep male voice it had been before, but a crisp, ethereal female voice, exactly the same as the one that Yurst had heard when he was first summoned.

And after hearing this familiar voice, Yurst was finally one hundred percent sure that the existence that controlled the black cat's body in front of him was indeed the returning ancestor.

But......

Nice?

The name of this black cat, is Nice?

Yurst's heart moved slightly.

Wait a minute......

If he remembered correctly, it seems that the Blood Demon Priest who was killed by His Majesty the First Ancestor had called it before his death...... Your Excellency Nicholas?

Wait a minute!

Nicholas?!

As if thinking of something, Yurst's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but look at the black cat in front of him again, and he stopped talking.

However, Charlotte's attention, which was possessed by Nice, was no longer on him.

Charlotte was amazed by Nice's body.

Because after possession, she clearly felt that she used Nice's body to mobilize the power of blood, which was no different from her own body!

She finally knew why the Blood Demon Priestess had intended to use Ness's body as a vessel to summon the Blood Demon Grand Duke.

Because this body is really suitable.

Although it is the body of a cat, it has super adaptability to divine power, and it is simply prepared for the container of the incarnation of the gods.

Even she herself managed to perform a long-distance divine descent without much expendion.

I don't know how Nice made it up, but ...... It's certainly not its previous body.

After moving her body curiously for a while, Charlotte decided to wait for the matter to be over, and then pick up Ness and pour it down, to see if she could pour out the method of refining this magical body.

Then, she raised her head and looked at the black dragon who was still imprisoned by the blood divine power she cast.

"Great master, this black dragon has been corrupted by the power of the Blood Demon Grand Duke, what do you think should be done with it?"

Sebas asked respectfully.

Is it corrupted......

Charlotte looked thoughtfully at the black dragon struggling in the cage.

She gracefully walked to the cage, and sensed the blood divine power for a moment, and then was surprised to find that the black dragon in front of her had not completely eroded her reason.

Although it has fallen into madness, although its body has almost transformed into the appearance of a corpse dragon, in the depths of its soul, the power of corruption and the original reason are still fighting, but at this moment, the power of corruption has taken over.

In other words, the black dragon can still be saved, and Charlotte, who has the Blood Codex, can do it.

But unlike the Blood Demon Priest who had just been given to her by the Blood Tome to slay the Blood Demon Priest with the "Devouring" ability, the Black Dragon was not a blood descendant, and her battle with the corrupting power was also at the soul level.

Although Charlotte can mobilize the power of the gods, she only knows the use of the gods, but does not know the why.

She may be able to destroy the soul of the blazing sun with her overwhelming power, but when it comes to saving...... This is a bit too technically difficult.

Even if Charlotte can do it, the cost is probably not small.

And instead of saving the other party, Charlotte has another simple and crude choice, that is, devouring the other party's bloodline power......

The black dragon is the black dragon in the end, and the power of the other party's bloodline will definitely greatly help her strength improve.

Not to mention letting her approach the blazing sun directly, it can also make the power of her body change drastically, especially the power of the dragon veins contained in the dragon's blood, which is likely to enhance her patience with the sun.

This is still very important to Charlotte, she is not a true god after all, and the sun can easily burn her body without using the divine power in the Blood Sacred Codex.

This would be very detrimental to her actions, especially now that she was the Lord of the Northlands, and she would inevitably need to be in the sun on weekdays.

Is it to spend divine power to save the other party and raise the other party into a thug?

Or is it to devour the opponent's power and enhance the strength of your own body?

Charlotte fell into deep thought.

The speed of thinking under the blessing of divine power is very fast, and Charlotte quickly thought of an answer.

Indeed, devouring the opponent's power would definitely be able to increase the strength of her body, but it would never be able to increase her body's strength to the level of the Blazing Sun.

However, if this black dragon can be subdued, although it will not be able to obtain the benefits of the increase in the strength of the body in a short period of time, it can be exchanged for a blazing sun-level combat power.

Not only that, but it is also a combat force that can be exposed to the bright surface and even participate in the conflict of forces.

It is even said that after subduing the black dragon, she can even get a long-term meal ticket.

As long as the black dragon is healthy, she will always be able to drink dragon blood.

This is much stronger than the extraordinary blood of those wurms that Sebas provides.

And as long as it takes long enough, she can still rely on absorbing the power of the dragon's bloodline to increase her strength, and it is still sustainable!

Of course, this premise is that she can obtain the submission of the black dragon, whether it is to serve her willingly, or to sign a servant contract with her like Nice, in short, to completely surrender......

Thinking of this, Charlotte took a step forward and came to the front of the black dragon:

"I'm very interested in her, let's save her."

With that, Charlotte slowly rose into the air with the help of the power of the blood god and descended in front of the black dragon's dragon head.

Then, she stretched out Ness's chubby claws and placed them on top of the black dragon's head through the crimson cage of light.

In consciousness, the Holy Book of Blood was glorious.

And Charlotte also quickly communicated with the spiritual world of the black dragon.

In Charlotte's vision, the world around her shattered in an instant, replaced by a ruined mining field.

"It's ...... Castel Silver Mine? ”

Looking at the scene around her, Charlotte looked surprised.

This is the spiritual world of the black dragon.

The manifestation of the spiritual world is often related to the will of its owner, and is usually the scene with the deepest impression in the memory of the owner.

Charlotte looked around and quickly found the black dragon's consciousness subject.

In the spiritual world of the black dragon, its consciousness subject, or soul origin, is still a black dragon.

It's just that the black dragon is already unconscious, and his body is being infected with black-red silt, and most of it has been infected.

The black-red sludge is the embodiment of the power of corruption.

This is the power of the Blood Demon Grand Duke, one of Miria's most tricky polluting powers.

However, for Charlotte, who possessed the Blood Sacred Codex, she did not feel the slightest threat.

She came to the "black dragon" and gently stretched out her hand, and the black-red mud melted as quickly as snow on fire, turning into the purest blood power, which was devoured by her.

At the same time, a large number of memories also poured into her consciousness with Charlotte's "purification......