(Add more for the 'Huo Cheng is very good' brother [5/20])

"Puff"

The eldest lady in the tent fell to the ground for the second time due to vertigo.

This time she was more in the posture of a bad black dog than before, gasping for air, her heart beating harder than ever.

It can even catch up with the rhythm of a human heartbeat.

It was the physical discomfort caused by the real memories that came to mind that hit him hard, and his fair forehead was covered with sweat, and his bloodshot pupils were dilated.

The muscles twitching throughout the face led to a complete collapse of expression management.

But this is no longer the time to think about that.

Because she remembered!

After Tracey casts a spell to dispel a mental illusion in her brain, the truth that has been delicately woven into the cracks of false memories is rapidly emerging.

She suddenly saw that for the first time in her life, she opened her eyes and saw her father with a serious and gloomy face, and the charming woman next to him who she had "never seen" but had always been by her side.

Own. Mother?

She also saw herself when she was a little girl, jumping up and down and handing a delicate pastry to the little girl curled up on the ground in front of her, covered in wounds and emaciated like a little skinny monkey.

Behind the marginal scenes of her and Adele's true acquaintance is the wailing and death of an entire group of patriarchal guards as they mercilessly slaughter the entire fringe village in the darkness of the night.

The reason for all this was just because I was very immature at that time and hated those ignorant villagers who bullied little Adele.

So his mother, with a doting smile, gave the order for extermination.

Then she saw herself sitting in a chair in the middle of a rather elaborate ritual, while her father was casting a rather obscure psionic spell.

I'm crying.

Because in front of her, her mother was crying and reaching out to her, but the two patriarch guards dragged her out of the secret room.

That was the last time I saw my mother.

Cecilia

Right!

That's her name.

"And who is she? Cecilia, where is she? ”

The eldest lady raised her head blankly.

His sweaty face and blank eyes were full of pleading inquiries.

Tracey's hands folded on her abdomen.

She looked at the real "child" in front of her with complicated eyes, and the damn wound on her body was aching faintly, as if it had touched the ancient memory that she had decided to seal forever.

In the face of Phimis's supplication and inquiry, Tris shook her head and said:

"I haven't seen her.

I only know that Salokdal found himself a human mistress forty years ago, but it was not out of love, he only searched for more than a hundred years throughout Transasia to find a perfect 'vessel'.

Meeting her, falling in love with her, and doing those dirty things with her are not out of real emotion.

It's all just part of the icy plan.

And you!

Femis, you are the 'masterpiece' of Salekdal.

The first vampire in history to give birth to a vampire who does not rely on the first embrace, but gives birth naturally like a human. Well, or a half-vampire, after all, your ability inheritance is not complete.

But this is not a mutilation, but an 'evolution'. ”

"Is her inability to embrace Adele for the first time also a manifestation of this 'incompleteness'?"

Murphy was also a little confused by the truth and asked, and Tracey shook her head and corrected:

"The so-called incompleteness or imperfection is based on being a vampire, and little Murphy, if you look at it by the standards of other races, as I said, is simply a 'perfect' vampire.

She has all the powers and talents of a vampire, and she can also be fully protected and blessed by the Mother of Night, even holding out in the sun for longer than ordinary vampires.

She has the power of a vampire's midnight, but she hasn't lost her incredible ability to learn.

She is the product of the combination of the two ethnic groups.

The only problem is that bloodlines cannot be developed.

But this is precisely the root cause of us vampires who are hated and hated by other races, and in the past, we had to rely on plunder and transformation to maintain the size of our family and thrive.

One more vampire means one less life for the other races.

This is the most basic conflict of all irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides, but the appearance of Feimis solves this problem perfectly! ”

Tris sighed and stepped forward to take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the sluggish eldest lady's forehead.

She whispered:

"Sarokdal's experiments are not over yet, there is one final hurdle to pass for this brilliant creation, and you must complete the mission you were given at birth.

Child, you must give birth to another healthy vampire using your body as a vessel after bonding with other male vampires, just like your mother gave birth to you.

This is to prove that your 'strengths' can be passed on!

If you do this, it means that the eternal conflict between vampires and other races will be resolved, and you will become the progenitor of all new vampires.

Salokdal is a real madman!

He's spent his life trying to solve this problem, and you're the 'ultimate answer' he dedicates to this world and to the entire vampire population.

Don't be frustrated.

I think Salokdal loves you, and gives everything from the bottom of my heart.

But maybe not the kind of love you want."

The tent was quiet again, and regardless of the mental activity of the eldest lady when she learned the truth, Murphy, who was eating melons next to her, maintained her demeanor on the surface, but shouted in her heart!

What the hell is this bloody plot of a different worldly interracial great biologist and a cold-blooded madman creating his own daughter!

But don't say it, Tracey's answer is indeed the perfect answer to all the doubts that Murphy has hidden in his heart about all the unreasonable behavior of the eldest lady before.

But Murphy is now more focused on another issue.

He looked at Tracey's back and asked:

"What about you? Tracey, what is your role in this? You were injured 200 years ago, but the eldest lady was born 30 years ago, which is not right at all. ”

"Do you think it's that easy to make a perfect vampire?"

Tracey snorted, stretched out her thumb and pointed at herself quite proudly, and said in a long voice:

"But Fimis was born thanks to Triss-sama's whimsy! I'll just say that all of Salokdal's actions in the past two hundred years have been carried out in strict accordance with the theoretical plan I made back then, and even the time of the birth of the eldest lady is precisely stuck in the day I calculated.

This proves that Triss is a true Bloodline genius! It is the most powerful and intelligent brain that can be born in the vampire clan.

Oh, I've always thought that I shouldn't have joined the Blood Vulture Clan, and that my true destination should be the Secret Blood Clan, where wise men gather and worship knowledge as a belief.

It's a pity that I met someone unladylike back then, and when I was still a human and was sick and dying, I met Sarokdal, who traveled across the continent

Well, Murphy, I know you've always had doubts.

About my elders"

Tracey looked back at Murphy, lowered her head, and said softly and regretfully:

"It's Salokdal! Ay? Little Murphy, why do you have such an expression! It's not what I thought it would be, shouldn't you be so shocked that you scream right now? ”

"Hey, did you guess it earlier?"

Murphy rolled his eyes and said:

"Aside from the mandatory orders of the Bloodline Contract, I can't think of why you've fallen like that, and still insist on staying in Cadman City to suffer.

You can live a better life with your abilities and even your posture alone.

But you didn't do that.

But I'm more concerned about your injuries now, if Sarokdal is your elder, why were you hurt like this by him? ”

Tris didn't answer.

She looked at Miss Femis, who was kneeling on the ground, with a sigh of regret mixed with a hint of anger that had long since subsided.

Then he put his hand on top of Fimis's head, and his expression became surprisingly kind again.

She felt the familiar power and said:

"Because the seed of life needs enough psionic energy to germinate! It can only blossom and bear fruit if it is implanted in flesh and blood, and Femis's human mother, Baroness Cecilia, acts as a vessel for flowering and fruiting.

And me

I gave all my strength and talent, even the whole blood essence, to make this seed germinate.

I'm probably one of the few strange creatures in the history of the entire race who hasn't died after being gouged out of my heart and squeezed out of my strength, and that's where my weakness comes from.

The shriveled heart that had been put back into my body could no longer give me any protection from the strength.

But theoretically, this little girl is also half my daughter

Well, at least a quarter, that's how it should be described by the standard of human reproduction.

As for the wound, I inflicted it myself.

I thought it was because of my quest for truth and perfection as a psionic master, and I volunteered to give everything to the theories and plans I devoured.

But it wasn't until I was left to fend for myself on the fringes of Cadman City that I realized that the overly aggressive dedication and dedication was probably just a real illusion that Salokdal was weaving for me with the Bloodline Pact.

I was taken advantage of.

That's my stupidity!

No wonder others, after all, I am also to blame.

I was crazy, narcissistic, evil, crazy, like a hopeless madman. ”

With that, Tracey shook her head.

She looked back at Murphy and whispered:

"Little Murphy, remember the warning I told you earlier that vampires will always be lured by darkness into the abyss? That's not the life experience of a bored old man, my sweet little fool.

That is the warning of your poor elder, condensed from the painful experience of more than 400 years of life!

You have to keep that in mind.

Do not obey the call of darkness in your heart, do not do irreparable things under its urging, and do not let it lead you into the abyss and smash into the mud.

It's like I was back then. ”

Murphy fell silent.

Triss said seriously.

Murphy also believes that Tracey's admonition at this moment is absolutely serious.

She didn't want Murphy to follow her old path, but Murphy couldn't mix the serious Tracey with the bad image of her in her drunken dreams.

Hey, your style isn't suitable for this kind of bitter persuasion at all, okay? Shouldn't you be seriously discussing with me which brand of wine is softer?

"The seed!"

Just as Murphy wondered if his eldest had been split by the memories he evoked, Philimis suddenly raised her head, grabbed Tracey's wrist, and said:

"I've seen that seed you said!"

"Impossible!"

Tracey jerked her head back and flatly denied it:

"That seed of life was stolen from the Holy Land of Gramore Island of the Old Sect of Nature two hundred and twenty-five years ago after sacrificing fifteen family elders by Salokdal and I!

It was that overly successful theft that triggered the 'Second War of the Night', completely detonating the contradictions between vampires and the old religion of mankind.

It was also at that time that the super-large-scale head-on conflict between the three clans of Bloodvulture, Wolf Venom, and Blooddread and humans began.

It was that conflict that led to the extinction of the Bloodblood, the migration of the Wolf Venom, and the decline of the Blood Vulture, and it was at that time that the undying hatred between the Wolf Venom and the Blood Vulture was born.

Few people knew the truth of this back then, let alone seen the seed of life with their own eyes.

It sprouted one hundred and ninety years ago when I watered it with the essence of my own blood.

In my calculations and calculations it will take at least a hundred years, at most a hundred and sixty years to grow to the point where it is full of fruit, and every year it will need enough blood to water it so that it will not wither.

This is not the proper way to use the seed of life that is said to have originated from the Elves of the gods of Avalon, but we of us who are eternal sinful can only catalyze it with this vampire sorcery.

Over the years, the mysteriously missing humans in Cadman City have been captured by Sallokdal, and blood has been squeezed out in the name of sacrifice to advance the project.

My calculations were clearly correct!

He implanted that seed into your mother's body as I told him, and then coped with filthy bodily fluids, using her as a vessel, and finally gave birth to you in childbirth!

You are the new form of the seed of life and blood!

How could you possibly have seen it?

You are it! ”

"I've really seen it!

It was in the Smuggler's Woodland that I encountered the White Knight Elder Finok, who was about to kill me, but he seemed to find the clue and put me into some kind of hypnotic state by taking a black seed. ”

Philimis stammered and explained:

"I remember very clearly, in that hypnosis I saw the galaxy stretching under my feet, and I also saw the tree in the center of the sea of stars!

The withered branches shaped by blood stretched, without a leaf, as hideous as a monster growing out of the dark abyss!

I've really seen it! ”

"What do you say? A white knight of the Golden Order let you go? Old Finok? Who's that? ”

Tracey asked a few words in amazement.

Murphy, who was behind her, had already felt a second crisis at this time, explaining:

"We relied on the judgment of old Finok to kill Jed, who led this elite group of witch hunters to confirm Sarlokdal's death.

He was in Cadman City at the moment, but the dishonest lady never shared with me what happened to her in the Smuggler's Woods. ”

"This is a problem."

Tracey's head hurt even more.

Even the wounds on her body hurt, making her moan, covering her heart and falling softly and being held in Murphy's arms again, she quickly took the blood wine from the bedside and poured it for Tracey, which suppressed the pain that erupted in her body.

In a weak tone, she admonished Murphy and Phimes, who came over:

"Old Finok put aside beforehand, the biggest trouble now is the Blood Alliance Knights, as long as they see Salokdal, there is a high probability that they will find those traces he left in the secret room deep in the Blood Vulture Corridor.

This kind of taboo-breaking can't be hidden from them, and the arrogant descendants are all experts in dealing with taboos.

You have to find a way to do it!

Either run away or "

"Clear the Vulture Corridor before they arrive!"

Murphy, who was holding Tracey, glanced at Philimis and said in a deep voice:

"Salokdal can die at the hands of the witch hunters or at our hands, but the Knights of the Blood Alliance must not discover the secrets of the past.

Three days!

We only have three days!

Femis!

You'll have to follow my orders this time, and if you can't, get out of here and fend for yourself. ”

(End of chapter)