At the same time, the Blood Source Secret Realm, which was located under Chambord Island, was directly above.

A black-red crack in the world, only slightly wider than a human body, cut through the thick mountain and popped up about a third of it.

Through the cracks, you can clearly see the sea of essentia on the opposite side, the rolling dark tides, and a mirrored island similar to Chambord.

There were all kinds of strange beasts living on it, ten or a hundred times more numerous than that of the underground city.

The bloodiness when fighting each other is also a hundred times more than that of the Blood Source Secret Realm.

A team of dark wizards has been waiting here for a long time.

At the head was a tall, fair-skinned lady in a blood-colored evening dress with an openwork ivory fan in hand.

This is none other than the current High Priest of the Blood Thirsty Order [Leech Lady].

She may seem to be in her early twenties, but she has a sultry and touching style that is far from being comparable to that of a young girl of this age.

The explosive figure looks a little exaggerated, the neckline is extremely low to the navel, and the silky fabric outlines a round hip line under the slender waist that is not grasped.

The skirts on both sides of the high slit reveal two long and thin legs like jade pillars, making people feel that the high heels on her feet are a little redundant.

There was also some kind of special insect pheromone on her body, which normal people might not be able to smell, but all the insect wizards behind her were full of obsession when they looked at her.

Obviously, neither the [Swarm] who wants to use spores to control the insects, nor this [Leech Lady] does not believe in people's hearts at all.

Prefer to believe in their own control of black sorcery.

At this time, the female dark wizard was facing the direction of the rift in the world, and a blood-red leech drilled out of her palm, and her body swayed from side to side, as if she was delivering a message.

Soon, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"It should be almost time.

The leeches I stayed near the Black Chapel felt the movement of the ritual activation. Do it now! ”

"Yes, ma'am."

A group of dark wizards around her immediately poured vials of blood from various wild animals, monsters, sea monsters, grotesques, humans, and other creatures into a crucible.

Finally, [Lady Leech] slashed her wrist and added a drop of her own blood.

The cauldron containing the blood of at least a thousand different creatures immediately boiled on its own, turning into a thick blood mist and burrowing into the rift of the world.

The thick bloody aura silenced the beasts in the chaotic battle, and then they fell into an even more tragic battle.

Lilith, the Mother of Creation, is different from the corpses of the other old gods.

The Sleeping Ground is not fixed, but always moves with a periodic current.

At a fixed time each month, the currents of the Sea of Essentia pass through this Tier 3 World Rift.

The bloodthirsty order has a small sacrifice once a month, and the tradition of holding a large sacrifice once a quarter is also derived from this (chapter 322).

Although distance and space are of little significance in the Sea of Ingena, the closer the distance, the better the effect, and the more knowledge will be gained.

Ritual sacrifice is the most cost-effective option.

And later, [Leech Lady] was the first to discover that the name of [Mother of Creation], which created thousands of living beings, did seem to have some kind of internal connection with thousands of living beings.

If you perform a sacrifice ritual with the blood of various creatures, you can attract the other party to appear early.

The more creatures you have, the more attractive you are to that corpse.

Just like this moment.

As the blood mist rushed into the rift of the world, the waves in the distance of the essentia sea swelled rapidly, and a little crimson came in an instant.

[Leech Lady] didn't dare to look more, and quickly withdrew her gaze to look at her feet.

It seems to see through the heavy mountain stone to see Byron in the black church where the sublimation ceremony is being held, and his eyes are implied with anticipation:

"According to the experience that the Order has accumulated over the years.

Don't say it's those lowest-level [ghouls], the middle-level [bugmen], even the most orthodox and closest to Lilith's origin [Midnight Demon].

Once Lilith's body suddenly appears when he is promoted, and he hears the old god's whispers from the other party all the time, he will be polluted by the other party without resistance.

On the surface, you may not see much abnormality, but in fact, you have become a deeply hidden madman!

Listen passively to each other's 'revelations' at all times, and within a year or two, you will turn from a madman to a real grotesque.

Let this No. 17 test subject, which has very good qualifications, become a 'living dependent' who communicates with Lilith when he is promoted, and he will definitely be able to obtain a lot of forbidden knowledge in a short period of time!

It would be nice to have a habit of keeping a diary and a logbook.

After he filtered and digested the old gods' words, it would be safer for us to read.

This is the expectation of the Archwizard of the Order and your Majesty the King, Mr. Baron, and do not disappoint us. ”

As the ritual progresses, Byron's body has become a three-way battlefield:

Forbidden knowledge representing bestiality and strength; represents the Divine and the Stable Storm Admiral; It represents the "flow" of self and domination.

More precisely, the latter two work together to fight against the bloodline sublimation ritual and the pull of the beast, so that it will not rush into the unknown ravine like a wild horse.

"[Mother of Creation, Lilith] is afraid that she has an extremely terrifying number of inhuman forms in her hands.

Even if the [Blood Feast Grail] ritual already has a corresponding direction.

But once his own ability to control is insufficient, he can't hold on to slackening halfway, and it is not completely impossible for his blood to fall.

When the time comes, I will want to cry without tears. ”

It's like what the great pirate Flint said when he died on Treasure Island.

The transcendent spends his life tugging, trying to maintain his own spiritual balance.

If you want to truly transcend the mundane and not become a pinch of loess after a hundred years, you have to pull each other with these dangerous existences.

Only when the triumvirate of achieving a balance between the ego, the id, and the superego is the most stable.

And when the voice in Byron's ear said the word: "Daredevil Prince", the power of the blood pull suddenly increased again.

It seems that not only the owner of this voice, but even the [Mother of Creation Lilith], who has long been in eternal sleep, has subconsciously paid attention to him.

[Blood Red Whiskey] Alfred, who had witnessed the promotion of the top of the Order more than once, couldn't help but gradually widen his eyes, and said in a lost voice:

"What's going on?"

I saw that there was a translucent "umbilical cord" that had not appeared in all the bloodthirsty sect's previous bloodline sublimation ceremonies, and suddenly extended from above the blood moon.

Connected with the golden-red transcendent aura that emanated from Byron's body, it turned into a layer of translucent follicles that enveloped his entire being.

The body automatically levitated, hugging its knees as if it had returned to its mother's body, mimicking the appearance of a fetus.

The energy, spirituality, and information between the two are fully linked.

The clothes on Byron's body melted away in the blood light in an instant, and only a series of strange equipment fell to the ground, revealing a burly body with traces of beastishness.

"Humph!"

In the face of this sudden change, Byron, who was immersed in his own transformation, also suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Apparently being outstanding to the point of brilliance is not entirely good at times.

As long as you hear the name, you know that the [Daredevil Prince] is far more powerful than the ordinary Daredevil, and his personality is even higher under the bloodline original canon system.

But the corresponding relationship with Lilith is also closer.

If you can't bear the pull of the other party and the beast, I'm afraid you won't be able to be an independent dark wizard in the future.

Rather, like the Nightmare Jörmungad, he became a dependant and fanatic of the Old Gods, fighting for the rest of his life for their resurrection.

Byron always kept in mind the essence of the transcendent system, and the human mind is the "guardian" of his own destiny.

His chariot was drawn by two horses: one was a good horse, which led him up towards the idea of a pure God; The other was an unruly horse that was difficult to handle, dragging him down towards the body.

Man has the ability to ascend to heaven and even be reborn as a divine being.

But he is constantly tempted by physical desires, leading him down to the material world of animal nature.

Only by holding the reins firmly can you be the master of your own life!

Byron did not want to compromise with the beast and become a bloodthirsty beast; Nor do they want to be assimilated by the rules and become an adjunct to the Silver Law.

The idea is always the same, and that is freedom!

"If I want to do anything, whether it's a demon or a saint, it must be out of my own heart, not influenced by anything in the outside world."

It is not enough to rely on "flow", but also to add the knight's natal skill [Ride] to barely control the pull of two horses.

He steered his "carriage", rising and descending, gradually entering a state of extreme concentration.

The realm of "flow", which symbolizes self and control, begins to rise.

Every point that comes from the pull of the beast nature is raised, his "flow" realm is one point higher, and he is getting closer and closer to the realm of [Divine Vision].

Overcoming oneself is more progressive than playing against any master.

Time goes by little by little.

Relying on a foundation that is far more solid than that of ordinary transcendents, the id, ego, and superego are far more stable than others after reaching a new equilibrium.

Together, they lifted the dazzling crown that symbolized the personality of the Daredevil Prince's race, illuminating the entire Black Church in gold.

The bloodline transformation is finally on the right track.

Externally, the deterioration did not continue to deepen, but the various traces of on the body gradually faded and returned to the original normal human appearance.

That's when deeper changes began.

The calluses formed by long-term sword practice on his hands have faded, and the scars left on his body in previous battles have gradually disappeared

The new skin that grows back has a moist glow like jade.

The already handsome and very handsome face seems to be shining.

The proportions of shoulders, chest, waist and hips, and thighs are also readjusted according to the golden ratio.

The right-angled shoulders, shark muscles, male dog waist, mermaid line, and the cough below, in short, all kinds of traits that men dream of, are all corrected to perfection one by one.

It has even exceeded the population limit of humans.

Originally, when Byron broke through the third-order [Storm Admiral], he obtained a divine baptism that opened up the spirit and the body.

Let his body reach the most perfect psychological and physiological state of a person in theory.

But at most, it is just to let his body grow to the limit of what his own genetic material can express, and there is nothing he can do about the recessive genetic diseases carried in his body.

Now it is different, it seems that even the genetic code is adjusting itself, and the causative factor called "glass paranoia" is disappearing in an instant.

It has gradually reached or even surpassed the most perfect genetic combination of the human race, and is perfectly matched with the power of [Mother of Creation Lilith].

Yes, it can only be described as perfect.

Deaf and bright, tall, with broad shoulders, the perfect streamlined muscles are not dazzling, but they are full of the beauty of flowing water.

Such a body has risen to the level of aesthetics, even with the marble statues of heroes from mythological times.

Translucent follicles can't block the outside world's view.

Next to her, Violet's sapphire-like eyes shimmered with a little starlight, her cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't help but open her pink lips slightly:

"How can it be so good-looking?"

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Jacqueline standing beside her, and saw that although she covered her eyes with her hands, she left a large gap between her fingers, and her apricot eyes did not blink.

Violet pulled a handkerchief out of her pocket and wiped the sparkle from the corner of her mouth.

"Suck and slip~"

By the way, I wiped myself too.

This is the spirit of the princess of the bay people and the captain of the pirate, and the beautiful man is also generous and does not shy away from people.

Well, I'm not looking at other people anyway.

Sooner or later, it has to be mine, at most with Catherine two and one to add five, no one else even think about it!

Just like people of different races and cultures, when they see the same natural mountain scenery, they will feel that it is beautiful, and the natural harmony is the most beautiful.

This charisma seems to have transcended the aesthetic boundaries of the population.

At this time, Byron, relying on his own dominance and the huge anchorage prepared in advance, had completely stabilized the ceremony.

I finally have time to pay attention to the voice that just sounded in my ears.

"Instinctively it seems that the master of this kind of city is speaking, [Piercing Male] Tsepesh?

A feast of dragons and night demons?

The Old Continent of the Mythological Age is also known as the Dragon Court, and since Lilith's Daredevil can be on a par with it, there is no reason why the stronger dragon does not have an Old God.

And, as he said, whether they are allies or enemies of the same rulers, they have something in common.

All are naked rentiers. ”

After all, most of the ancient heroes who first opened up the kingdom were "dragon-blooded bathers".

Reinhardt, the [Blue Dragon King] who founded the North Sea Empire, is just one of them, and there are at least four other kings in history who have made up the five-colored dragon king.

Later, the heroes married each other, resulting in the entire upper echelons of the Silver Continent being relatives.

Until now, 2,000 years later, this is still the case.

What kind of prince will Xiangning have? There's really a kind of thing here.

There has never been any precedent for a grass man to ascend the throne as king.

At this time, Byron could clearly sense that the thin blue dragon blood in his body was also growing rapidly.

The speculation of knowledge exchange between the two sides is more confirmed.

One is greedy for flesh and the other is greedy for wealth, which just complements each other.

"I wonder what kind of surprise the combination of the dragon and the night demon will end up with?"

But before Byron could savor a series of changes in his body.

Bang!

Suddenly there was an explosion in my ears.

A little blood-red light enveloped a large figure, and it broke into his perception roughly.

And because of the deep connection of the "umbilical cord", he can't even close his eyes and block the perception.

"What?!"

What followed was the opposite side of the "umbilical cord", and the far more violent whispers and knowledge than at the beginning almost washed away his three-legged balance on the spot.