The night was deep and scarlet and dazzling.

Wailing and moaning everywhere, the 'Last Descendant of Blood', who stood straight in the middle of Moon Street, gently stroked the [doting blood] on the index finger of his left hand with his right hand, he ignored Feliman, who was prostrate on the ground in front of him, his face was full of excitement and pleading eyes, he didn't care about the frightening lady of the Long Night, he only paid attention to the ring on his left index finger, and the thick memories in his eyes seemed to tell the past.

Feliman, the owner of the Silver Horse Farm and the former owner of No. 14 Shiratori Block, knelt there and did not dare to come out, for fear of disturbing this 'Descendant of Blood'.

And the Lady of the Long Night's gaze seemed to fall on this 'Blood's Last Descendant, but in fact, she was already looking around quietly.

Compared to the 'Blood's Last Descendant' that has already appeared, the guy who deceived everyone with Feliman is what this lady cares about more.

This made Arthur, who had been secretly observing this lady, slightly relieved in his heart.

Compared to the veteran members of the Death Poets Society, who hide in the shadows and weave webs like spiders, he cares more about the lady of the Long Night in front of him.

Look at the undead in the smoke, this lady's deterrence and strength are real.

Luckily, this lady is smart enough!

And smart people, always think more!

That's what he can use!

Arthur thought of this, and a sigh of loneliness and helplessness sounded from his lips - the sigh was soft, but Arthur assured Malinda that he could hear it.

Then the 'Last Descendant of Blood' was completely free from his memories, and when he lowered his hand, his expression returned to coldness again.

"What's your name?"

When the scarlet eyes of the 'Last Descendant of Blood' looked at it, Freeman didn't dare to look at each other at all, and directly lowered his head, but the voice in his mouth was extremely loud.

"My name, my name is Feliman.

Your most faithful servant! ”

Freeman introduced himself loudly.

"I'm willing to fulfill the contract, but you won't be my bloodline, and you have nothing to do with the 'Bloodline' - you're just a Ferreman who was paid for returning the inheritance of the Bloodline, not a Ferreman who was accepted by the Blood."

The Last of Blood' shook his head, correcting the error in Freeman's words.

At the same time, without giving the other party a chance to speak, he directly raised his left hand.

Bites of scarlet appeared out of thin air in the night, like flying fireflies, gathering towards the left hand of the 'Last Descendant of Blood'.

The more you gather, the more you gather.

Brighter and brighter.

The next moment-

The scarlet turned into substance, and a spear that was as bright as blood was held in the hand of the 'Last Descendant of Blood'.

Burst!

The Scarlet Spear pierced Ferryman's chest.

In an instant, Freeman's heart was pierced.

But Feliman did not die.

A little bit of extremely peculiar power appeared in Feliman's pierced heart, not only beginning to repair the broken heart, but also transforming it - Arthur could clearly feel the [doting blood] on his left index finger sucking the [delicate human puppet].

The quaint silver ring pierced the finger of the [Exquisite Human Puppet] like a thorn.

The 'blood' of the [Exquisite Human Puppet] is sucked.

The mutilated blood-sucking progenitor hidden in the [Doting Blood] let out a long-lost sound of pleasure.

And then......

It's a roar of rage!

'Liar! ’

The Vampire Progenitor, which didn't enjoy the blood it deserved, wanted to devour the bastard wearing the [Dodging Blood], but it couldn't.

Not only because it is mutilated and incomplete, but also because the bastard in front of you has completed the 'contract'!

It is not an additional contract, but a contract that is imprinted in the [Dodging Blood] when it was forged.

This bastard really gave 'his own blood'!

Even if this 'blood' is not what it needs!

'Liar! ’

The mutilated blood-sucking progenitor roared again.

Unlike before, this time the roar appeared in Arthur's ears almost like thunder, but Arthur didn't care.

Did he lie to it?

No!

How could he, a simple, kind, weak, and pitiful 'spirit medium' deceive people?

He simply took advantage of the rules!

'Come, you're welcome, please enjoy this body to the fullest~'

Arthur borrowed the body of the [Exquisite Human Puppet] to silently respond to the mutilated blood-sucking ancestral worm - when he saw that the Marquis of Blood hunted his son's fiancée's entire family, and then used 3,000 catties of blood-sucking grass to refine this ring and the mark that actively sucked blood, he had already paid attention.

Compared to the arcane items I got before.

This item is very special.

Because, there is an important substrate in it, which is still alive.

This made Arthur very concerned.

He wasn't sure if the mutilated blood-sucking progenitor would be able to communicate.

If you can't communicate, it doesn't make much sense, at most on the basis of maintaining the [doting blood], do some inhumane experiments.

But if you can communicate......

The other party seems to have survived for a long time, does he have some unknown knowledge and history?

Especially the secrecy of the 'Blood Marquis' family!

Arthur was very excited.

Not greedy, not malicious.

It's just what he's supposed to do!

After all, as a 'psychic medium' in the face of such evil, you must stand up!

Therefore, Arthur was extremely calm.

Therefore, Arthur was delighted when he discovered that the mutilated vampire progenitor had emotions and seemed to be able to express them simply.

Especially when it was discovered that the restraint of the mutilated vampire progenitor was far greater than expected, Arthur's joy increased by a level - from the moment he gave the other party a positive signal, but the 'blood' from the [Exquisite Golem] did not increase, Arthur knew that this 'evil' was something he had to face.

However, he was not in a hurry.

After that, there is time to communicate slowly.

Now—

The Last Descendant of Blood slowly drew the Scarlet Spear.

Then, under everyone's attention, Freeman's loose skin became elastic, all the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and his hair turned golden again, and the bigger change was the other party's body, which could feel the amazing power from the height of nearly 2 meters and the arm circumference of 60 centimeters without experiencing it personally.

Freeman's whole body trembled, looking down at his body at the moment, and kept clenching his fists.

Tears flowed from the eyes of the former owner of No. 14 Shiratori Block.

"I'm getting younger!"

"Strength! And this power! ”

Feliman was ecstatic, crying out with tears streaming down his face.

Such a shout made the people around look sideways.

Many people, even in fear, have a different color in their eyes.

Seeing this 'greedy' scene, Arthur laughed.

This is the effect he wants.

That's why he made Freeman a Blood Fighter instead of a Blood Slave who was a lower level but still able to regain his youth.

He needs the greed of those around him.

Everyone has a time when they are old and frail, and who doesn't want to regain their youthfulness.

If you become younger and can still have power, it will make countless people's hearts move.

Even the mystical side is no exception.

Or rather, these people are more likely to be tempted.

Because, these people once held power.

But the reason of these people will 'restrict' their desires, so he just made it clear to Ferryman: this is just a 'deal'!

A fair trade!

A deal I want to make!

And with this transaction, when someone obtains the inheritance of the 'Blood Clan' again, there is a high probability that they will look for him, the 'Last Descendant of Blood', to make a deal.

Arthur was looking forward to this.

And at this very moment, the 'Last Descendant of Blood' began with [Dodging Blood. The power of the Blood Child felt a strange acceleration and a scorching stream of blood.

Who?

Naturally, it was the old-school Dead Poets Society.

The other party reacted, what he wanted to do.

But, it's too late!

Arthur sneered - maybe he wasn't the match for the old-school Dead Poets Society for a while, but someone could make them feel the threat of death.

Amid Freeman's cheers, the 'Blood' looked at Malinda, scarlet eyes filled with guilt.

The next moment, I only heard the 'Last Descendant of Blood' say slowly in a soft voice—

"I always remember that I owe you a favor."

Well?

Malinda was immediately stunned.

(End of chapter)