Chapter 135 Ascension Ceremony (Part )

According to the contract with the "Mouthpiece of the Night", the vampire ascension ceremony has extremely complicated requirements.

In addition to the need to sacrifice 1,674 vampire spawn to the great existence of evil, there are also seven carefully cultivated spawn who serve the sinful monarch, symbolizing the seven original sins: pride, envy, wrath, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust.

As a master, a vampire needs to truly "love" these offspring.

When the ceremony begins, the power and blood in these derivatives will flow into the main body and be absorbed by the vampire.

Take Alexia, for example. She is the epitome of arrogance.

Duke Brad banished his youngest son, Todd Rackman, to the town of Sger, hoping that he would become a symbol of jealousy in that remote little place and eventually become the perfect food for his ascension ceremony.

However, before he could enjoy this supreme honor, Trump turned him into a minced meat in a series of experiments.

"Damn red dragon..."

Thinking of this, Duke Brad gritted his teeth even more.

"We must find another special derivative to replace Todd, and it would be best if he is a spellcaster."

When a vampire ascends, it not only sucks blood, but also absorbs all the abilities of the derivative, including the ability to cast spells. This is why he took so much trouble to train Todd into a wizard.

"The caster..."

Duke Brad pondered for a moment, and he suddenly thought of the rude vampire derivative he had captured not long ago. He seemed to be a trickster and had a high compatibility with dark forces.

“Isn’t this ready-made?”

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth - it was an interesting prey, but now it had fallen into his control.

Duke Brad liked the feeling of being superior and in control of everything. He enjoyed the resistance of his prey, and especially liked to see their faces in despair.

To vampires who had long lost their sense of taste, it was simply sweet and mellow wine.

Duke Brad couldn't help licking his lips.

"It must be a wonderful thing for such an unruly human to watch himself being controlled and reduced to a sacrifice without being able to resist."

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Duke Brad's scarlet pupils, looking hideous and terrifying.

……

"For the great ascension..."

The white shark stood in the iron cage, imitating the other irrational blood slaves and repeating in a low voice: "For the great ascension..."

He secretly hid the "badge of rebellion" under his tongue so that the guards who were searching his body could not find it.

Looking at the blood mist gradually filling the air and the sacrificial magic circle flickering with dim light in the iron cage, Langli Baitiao wanted to cry but had no tears. He thought to himself: "Damn, I'm not really going to be sacrificed, am I?"

Suddenly, a powerful pressure came from the bloodline.

The blood slaves knelt down one after another, licking the ground like devout fanatics.

The white shark also knelt down.

In order to become stronger, he can endure even the humiliation of being kicked in the crotch.

Isn’t it just a kneeling?

Endure it!

But his eyes were secretly on the uninvited guest.

The man had pale skin, scarlet eyes, and was wearing a gorgeous black robe trimmed with gold - it was Duke Brad Rackman.

Langli Baitiao was immediately overjoyed and thought to himself, "This old Deng is finally here!"

But when Duke Brad's eyes swept over him, he quickly lowered his head and dared not speak again.

"Very good, the strength is still sufficient."

Duke Brad smiled with satisfaction.

He raised his hand slightly, and with the sound of flapping wings, hundreds of bats emerged from the darkness, forming a giant hand that wrapped up the whitebait and flew out of the iron cage. His cloak opened slightly, and his whole body floated up.

Soon, they arrived at the stone platform where the ceremony was held.

The bats dispersed, and Langlibaitiao's vision was finally no longer pitch black. He saw the derivatives tied to the stone pillars at a glance, and his eyes widened immediately.

Ordinary people would only feel extremely scared if they stayed in such an environment, but Langlibaitiao's thought process was obviously a little different, and his focus was also a little strange.

As a veteran pervert, he immediately noticed the Duke's eldest daughter, Alexia Rackman, who was naked with her snow-white body exposed.

"Damn, are you playing such a big game?"

"And there is no Holy Light?!"

"No, you white shark, you white shark, how can you let beauty blind your eyes?"

"You are the man who is going to become the King of Games!"

Thinking of this, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and continued to pretend to be controlled. Fortunately, Duke Brad was still looking at his masterpiece in ecstasy and had not noticed anything yet.

However, during this process, he also caught a glimpse of Yeno Rackman who was also tied to a stone pillar. He appeared here as the "Laziness" among the seven deadly sins.

"It's so annoying."

The white shark in the waves sighed in his heart.

Just at this moment, Duke Brad turned his head and looked at the white shark in the waves, with a bloody light flashing in his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"White Shark in the Waves."

The white shark answered truthfully.

He was afraid that his disguise would be discovered, and he would be beaten to death on the spot by the vampire duke in front of him before he could get anything.

Fortunately, Duke Brad did not notice anything unusual. He just raised the corner of his mouth and said softly:
"It's a strange name... But it doesn't matter. From now on, your name is Todd Rackman. You are my youngest son who was exiled to the marginal area. You are madly jealous of your brothers and sisters. Do you understand?"

"Now, let me ask you again, who are you?"

"I'm Todd Rackman, your neglected youngest son."

"Very good. Say it again."

Although Langli Baitiao obeyed the vampire's orders physically, he cursed the old vampire's ancestors in his heart. He had seen people recognize their fathers, but he had never seen anyone recognize him as a son!

"Who wants to be the son of an old wall lamp like you?"

The white shark roared in his heart, but he still said obediently: "I am Todd Rackman, your neglected youngest son, and I am jealous of my brothers and sisters."

"very good."

Duke Brad nodded slightly.

He stared at the white-collared fish that was like a puppet, stroking his chin, frowning and pondering.

"Just letting this derivative replace Todd's identity doesn't seem to be enough for me to feel the emotion of 'love' for it."

Duke Brad is a complete monster who can create twisted and perverted "love" in order to achieve his own goals.

Although he can deliberately guide and control, he cannot create emotions at will.

“The body and the emotions are inextricably intertwined.”

"In the eyes of mortals, extreme carnal desire seems to naturally lead to love, so..."

Duke Brad looked at the white shark again, and this time the look in his scarlet pupils was a little strange, revealing some inexplicable desire.

The white shark in the waves suddenly felt a chill, and a bad omen came to his mind.

Although his expression remained unchanged, alarm bells were already ringing in his heart.

"Wait, what on earth is this old Biden trying to do?!"

(End of this chapter)