Bang!

By the time the team slammed open a heavy wooden door and entered the Black Chapel with blood on the ground, Byron had already drunk all 108 blood brews made from the blood of the fourth-order transmutation.

"Tick Tick"

He didn't know how many beasts he had killed along the way, and the blood on the tip of his sword could not flow, converging into a stream on the floor of the church.

The special extraordinary abilities possessed by the 108 kinds of blood brew also gradually spread throughout his body with his wanton killing.

The heartbeat is like beating the drums of war.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of his heartbeat echoed throughout the empty black church, forcibly suppressing the sound of gunfire and shouts of killing.

Between the breaths, there was a slight blood-colored smell of wine, the skin was red, and the whole body exuded a rich aroma of wine, and there was a strange sweet and bloody smell.

Even if it was a third-order [gourmet] here, if he dared to drink 108 kinds of blood brew, he would die violently on the spot.

But Byron not only did not die, but was in excellent condition.

It seems that the 108 blood brews have reached some kind of magical balance in his body, fighting poison with poison, balancing each other, and beginning to permanently transform his body.

Anyway, it has just started to transform, and it makes people feel very replenished at a glance, and they can't help but want to bite him.

Fortunately, except for Violet and Jacqueline, the two third-order people are getting closer and closer.

The rest of the party was equipped with Azik's Cursed Gold, and they didn't feel any of the beauty of the world, nor did they feel the urge to eat.

At the same time, a hazy light and shadow appeared around Byron, and a subtle voice sounded:

"Lord Whitewater Baron Byron? He was, of course, a gentleman worthy of the name, more graceful and benevolent than the great nobles I had ever seen. ”

"From the inside out, every gesture exudes an ancient aristocratic temperament, which is completely different from those guys who are sanctimonious."

"Others are honored because of their titles, but I don't think the baronial title is worthy of the aristocratic temperament of His Excellency [Sea Hunter]."

“”

Every sentence seems to anchor Byron's identity, allowing him to transform in a specific direction, so that he will not explode on the spot.

Ceremonial Blood Feast Grail:

"A grand feast of killing blood under the blood-colored moon.

Sacrifice to Lilith, the Mother of Creation, with the blood of all kinds of extraterrestrial beings and the blood of the best transmutations among humans.

The blood moon in the real world outside is rare to see, but it is found in the blood source secret realm all year round, and it comes directly from the projection of the old god in the material world, and the effect is even better.

In addition, you need to have a title that is at least the rank of a lord, and you need to cultivate your own aristocratic etiquette, temperament, and conversation, so that others will think that you are a high-class person at a glance.

And then anchor their own identity, and not degenerate into some kind of beast or grotesque.

At the same time, at least enough mid-sequence level [Transmutation Blood] is required to be blended into all 108 blood brews to start the ritual.

The higher the level of transmutation blood used in Blood Brewing, the better.

Anyway, an extraordinary person with an alcohol allergy will definitely not be a [Night Demon]. ”

Some time ago, Byron obtained the fourth-order transmutation blood of the [Two-Faced] Smith brothers and the [Infinite Evolutionary] Balboa, and configured the finest blood brew.

Especially the blood of the Infinite Evolutionary, there still seems to be some kind of magical "evolutionary power" left in it, which is very consistent with this forbidden knowledge.

When the ceremony is over, there may be unexpected additional gains.

The series of strict prerequisites of the bloodline sublimation ceremony are destined to be fully promoted only to a very small number of lucky people.

Most people can only choose the route of ghouls, compromising with their own "bestiality".

With more inferior promotion conditions, he will retreat into an inhuman ghoul, and a more recent mythical creature [Gluttonous Lord].

"The blood brewed with the blood of the fourth-order transmutation, burp, and the strength of the wine is really a bit too big. Call! ”

"Breathe—inhale—"

Even Byron relied on the "flow" realm that had touched the edge of [Divine Vision] to maintain the last trace of clarity in his heart.

The tentacle side effects of drinking a lot of blood brew have also been intensified to the point that they cannot be increased.

At this time, even if you look at a straw rope, you feel that the other party's eyebrows are clear.

Hurriedly stuffed several grilled squid mustaches into his mouth as a side dish, and only then did he calm down the "beastliness" in his body a little.

Not only the appetite, but also the special aroma of Violet and Jacqueline became more and more intense.

Byron glanced at his cousin and immediately looked away.

With Jacqueline's kind of stature, he felt awkward at first glance.

Even if Byron drinks too much and still can't appreciate it, he also has a bottom line.

When she looked at Violet, when she had helped her inscribe the spell seal, the soft touch of her boneless body and her body came back to her mind.

Tentacles: Human - Outside - Unspeakable with tentacles - Purebred octopus (squid).

The first two generate the emotion of affection, while the latter two generate an appetite.

The love of tentacles has led to a shift towards neutral traits such as "soft as boneless" and "light and soft".

At a time when side effects are greatly exacerbated, this alternative appearance trait has become particularly attractive.

Coupled with the inherent spiritual fit of the two, this attraction is magnified exponentially.

At this moment.

Byron thought of his father, his sister, Uncle Andrew, his cousin, and even the [social clock] of his ardent expectation for his continued bloodline, and the internal and external factors all moved together, and he finally made up a certain determination in his heart.

"I'll look for it when I succeed in promotion"

Without waiting to finish the words in his heart, the blood volume of this killing had reached the standard.

Commanding an army to shoot a cannon to kill the beasts, no one is more efficient than him.

The blood on the ground flowed around Byron's body, drawing a blood-colored ritual with the pentagram as the main body.

The others immediately retreated far away.

Byron himself bothered and placed the remaining parts of the 108 cups of blood brew on the 108 nodes of the sadhana.

The blood moon above his head seemed to be attracted by the ritual, and it descended little by little, and in a short time it filled everyone's field of vision.

It was like the blood-colored eyes of a terrifying giant, staring at everyone on the ground, as if picking and choosing which one was more delicious.

A cold aura instantly filled the entire Blood Source Secret Realm.

All the beasts and marines subconsciously lay on the ground, not even daring to take a breath of air.

It seems that as long as one is not careful, it will be put on the table and become a delicious meal for the other party.

Only Byron, who was covered in the smell of wine, still stood in the center of the ritual, and personally raised a pure gold wine glass filled with the source of life in the Screaming Well above his head.

After all, those blood-brewed sacrifices in the ritual were still more attractive to the blood moon than Byron, a living person who only drank 108 cups of blood-brewed blood.

The next moment.

"Suck ~ Suck ~ "

With the extremely high-level blood brew in the ritual, it was drunk dry by the invisible being.

There was a stream of blood light circulating on the surface of the Blood Moon, and finally a drop of crystalline slurry that emitted a rich aroma of wine and a fishy sweet smell.

"Ding Dong" fell into the golden cup in Byron's hand.

In an instant, the transparent source of life is transformed into a glass of exquisite wine.

- [Fountain of Calamity].

Its quality is clearly far superior to that of any kind of transmutation blood, and it is only one step away from the blood of immortality.

Byron's throat stirred, like a traveler who had trekked in the desert for three days without a sip of water, and every cell in his body was thirsting for this glass of wine.

Drink it!

Drink it!

Drank it

"The Evil Spring Magic Pulp really seems to have the power of the devil."

Byron subconsciously thought of Violet's [Calamity Curse].

The two seem to be unexpectedly on the right track, although they are not positive forces as you can tell from the name.

No more hesitation, drink it all.

As soon as he took his mouth, the extremely luscious liquor turned into a cool air stream and rushed into his veins, combining with the 108 blood brews that he had drunk a long time ago.

Like the koji of sake brewing and the brine of tofu, it has a fantastic effect of turning decay into magic.

The dazzling blood light instantly came out of the body.

Begin to transform Byron from the inside out into inhuman!

"Ah——!h

Great pain hit every nerve in him.

The whole body sometimes swells, sometimes shrinks, sometimes grows long ears, sometimes grows fur

That sight was even more terrifying than the depravity of the worst beast spirit warriors.

At this moment, the heraldic insignia belonging to the Baron of Riptide Castle condensed on the top of his head little by little, and the drastic change in the shape of the beast gradually eased.

But the next moment.

An incomplete and broken crown continued to emerge above his head, representing the worldly personality of the heir of the Azk Empire, the son of the prophecy of the Taya Empire, and the crown prince of the Hattings!

The insignia belonging to the Baron of Riptide Castle was immediately forcibly pushed aside.

The ceremony requires at least the title of a lord, but how can a mere baron compare to the crown of a great prince?

The Blood Feast Grail Ritual is very flexible, with the most inferior route being from Ghoul to Gluttonous Monarch.

The lucky ones can only be promoted from [Midnight Demon] to [Night Demon].

And Byron was not only promoted with the blood of the fourth-order transmutation, but also had a [Infinite Evolutionary], and also had the status of the crown prince of more than one great country.

Several times in the entire history of the Blood Thirst Order, there is no such luxurious configuration.

At this time, the ritual quietly underwent changes that no one expected.

A glimmer of brilliant golden yellow quietly appeared in the blood light in the ritual, and after mending the broken crown, it fell down and was firmly placed on Byron's head.

At the same time, a magnetic male voice sounded in his ears:

"If hard work can make you rich, then the ruler of the world will be a donkey!

Look up, the man on the throne is not working diligently, but is clearly a blood-eating thing in human skin.

At the top of the food chain of the human kingdom is a feast for dragons and night demons.

Blood, you are welcome to join us as a member of the rentiers, exploiters, and bloodthirsty, esteemed Daredevil Prince! ”