Chapter 166: The Bloodline is in Panic

"..."

Looking at the picture on the phone, beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead.

"Sir, please, let us go!"

"Woooo..."

"I'm not a criminal!"

In the past, this kind of crying would make the man extremely disgusted. He would twist their heads off and suck their blood. The most fundamental thing was that he enjoyed their fear. He was extremely intoxicated by the feeling of being high above and in control of other people's life and death, just like he had once been controlled by others in terms of life and death.

But now, looking at these crying KTV service staff, the violence in his heart had long disappeared. The live broadcast images on his mobile phone made him feel heartbroken, and the arrogance bred by the extraordinary powerful force also retreated instantly.

He is a fourth-generation blood descendant, following the great second-generation blood descendant Fasuo. As the ancestor relaxed the restrictions on the number of blood descendants, the third-generation blood descendants who were once at the end also have the ability to transform others into vampires.

In order to further expand their power and find the criminal organization hidden in the deepest part of Gotham - the Court of Owls, the third-generation blood descendants of Faso transformed him into a blood descendant when he happened to be bullied.

For him, transformation was simply a gift from God. He loved fighting since he was a child. After being transformed into a vampire, he enjoyed the excitement brought by powerful strength and unparalleled speed. He killed his opponents of many years without hesitation and cleared out his many creditors caused by gambling.

Even when those damn guys called the police, those policemen who he once saw as incompetent but needed to be avoided hung up the phone in a panic. He knew that his time had come.

Vampire? How many people dream of this identity?

On the surface, he obeyed the orders given by the transformer, but in fact he had been traveling to a series of entertainment venues such as bars and KTVs, enjoying treatment that was comparable to that of a god.

Today, he came to this bar, and the boss who usually flattered him finally revealed his purpose. He didn't expect that this ungrateful guy would ask for so much!
He wanted me to turn him into a vampire?
Ridiculous, a dirty guy, a lowly ant, a pathetic blood-feeding creature, actually wants to become a life as powerful as me?

The man sucked dry the man who had been trying to please him for the past month without hesitation. Seeing the KTV owner's men kneeling down and begging for mercy, not daring to resist, he was so excited that he lost himself.

Just as he was thinking about how to drain the blood of these men and women in various ways, a call came in. Looking at the message mark on the communicator, the man finally put aside his contempt and arrogance and checked the message with a hint of awe.

The information was broadcast by the legendary second-generation blood descendant Faso. He ordered all the blood descendants under his command to enter a strange live broadcast room so that all the blood descendants could appreciate the style of the ancestor.

The legendary ancestor, the source of all vampires!

With curiosity and great admiration, the man also entered the live broadcast room. At first, when he saw the famous Batman in Gotham, he couldn't help being shocked. But then the scene changed drastically. The Dark Knight, who was once so invincible that all criminals were terrified, was suppressed by three vampires and had no power to fight back. Looking at such a scene, the terrible image of Batman in his mind was instantly shattered.

Seeing Batman seemingly powerless and about to die in the hands of a vampire, he couldn't help but laugh, because he was a vampire, and his heart was filled with infinite pride, and he even wondered who in the world could stop him. The situation changed again.

"Why would the speaker of the Judgment Council kill vampires who are also under the Judgment Council!"

The man wailed in disbelief. Seeing the three vampires helpless in front of the burly figure, he felt fear in his heart. Putting himself in their shoes, it seemed that his skills were no match for those three criminals from the Mask Society.

By the way, I am also a member of the Judgment Council. As long as I don’t go against the people in the organization, how could I encounter such a terrible thing?
And these guys are members of the infamous Masked Society. Oh my God, which high-level vampire transformed them into blood descendants?
The man kept comforting himself and calming his beating heart. Looking at the criminals of the Mask Society who turned into ants again in front of the War Knight on the screen, he couldn't help but mutter, "How dare these guys? They are hopelessly stupid. What is the status of the Lord War Knight? That is the same status as the great ancestor. He is one of the twelve chairmen of the legendary Judgment Council. Not only did these guys not kneel down and beg for mercy, but they also dared to attack. They deserve to die!"

As events unfolded, bats fell from the sky, and the sight of the high-ranking vampire being captured by the Blood God himself as the Knight of War made the man's heart pound.

There is no doubt that this high-level vampire converted criminals who should not have been converted, and seemed to be in cahoots with them. Such behavior is contrary to the will of the Blood God. He suddenly wondered if some of his own behavior was similar to that of criminals?
No, he seemed to be a criminal as well. Having come to his senses, he nervously followed the development of the situation. With a faint fantasy in his mind, he hoped that the great Blood God would show leniency to blood descendants like his own, or even directly clash with the War Knights.

But soon, his fantasy was shattered. It seemed that the Blood God had some kind of dissatisfaction with the War Knight. However, He twisted off the head of the high-level blood descendant and crushed it directly. This bloody and horrifying scene instantly made him feel cold all over, and sweat oozing from his forehead uncontrollably!
He seemed to see the scene where his crimes were exposed and the Blood God himself came and killed him on the spot.

"Gulu..."

He swallowed subconsciously.

The swallowing sound made the bar staff kneeling on the ground wail even more. They were worried that the vampire in front of them, who had just sucked all the blood of their boss, was thirsty again. The crying was particularly loud. In this atmosphere, the strong uneasiness and fear made the man anxious. His scarlet pupils stared at the people below who dared not escape, and then looked at the other guests who were attracted by the huge crying at the door of the luxurious VIP room.

"Shut up!"

The man shouted with a hoarse roar in his throat, and the crying and wailing stopped abruptly. Everyone looked at the man who stood up from the sofa with fear in their eyes.

At this moment, the man was hesitant. He was considering whether he should suck the blood of these people dry. He was worried that they would spread his evil deeds. But if he killed all these guys at once, this horrific thing would definitely be exposed, and then he would definitely be exposed.

"Damn it! Why? Why is God so hard on me?"

The man didn't dare to express the slightest dissatisfaction with the Blood God. After the Blood God appeared in this world, he could feel the overwhelming will coming from a certain direction at all times. This powerful will made it impossible for him to muster up the mentality of resistance. He could only be in awe and didn't dare to have the slightest intention of disobeying.

At the same time, many vampires hiding in the darkness also felt emotions of awe, worship, and fear.

Many vampires like this man have changed their originally unscrupulous mentality. They no longer dare to cross the red line or the moral bottom line at will.

In a luxurious hotel in Gotham, Faso subconsciously moved away from the big wavy blonde hair that was approaching him. His expression was filled with a hint of awe, and a grand voice that seemed to represent everything rang out in his mind.

"Eliminate the evil!"

The words were so brief, but Faso understood the meaning instantly.

The Original Ancestor wants to eliminate the criminals hiding among the vampires?
His eyes were as sharp as lightning. The three third-generation blood descendants who were waiting on the side stood up from the sofa with serious expressions and waited for his orders.

"Is there a problem with the bloodline you spread out? It seems that there are some scum among us!"

Faso cursed in a deep voice, and the three third-generation blood descendants showed terrified looks on their faces, and reported one by one on the situation of their recent bloodline transformation.

"Don't let any of the blood descendants go free. Gather them all. If you encounter any who are doing evil, kill them on the spot!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the three blood descendants who turned into afterimages and jumped out of the window, Faso felt a little relieved. At the same time, he also corrected his position in his mind. He seemed to have forgotten himself recently, but fortunately he had not made any big mistakes.

"Mr. Faso, why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

The blonde woman couldn't help but move closer again, with a hint of coquettishness in her eyes and a strange look flashing across her.

"Some people have gained power that they should not have, become reckless, and betrayed their oath of justice. They will all be reduced to ashes under the will of the First Ancestor!"

Faso said in a deep voice. He did not deliberately hide the woman in front of him. To him, the identity of a vampire was the supreme honor. He was not one of those criminals in the sewers. What was there to hide?
Moreover, the woman in front of him was a little strange. He seemed unable to feel anger and disgust towards this woman, as well as a series of negative emotions. Of course, he was kept in the dark about all of this. Subconsciously, he seemed to have regarded this poor woman as his own, and even had the idea of ​​recommending her to the First Ancestor as a new high-level blood descendant.

"Ha, there are also criminal vampires? That's really scary. If these guys become unscrupulous, humans will face a catastrophe. After all, we all feed on blood!"

The woman had a horrified expression on her face, but her eyes were fixed on a jasmine flower on the coffee table. The fresh floral fragrance filled the room.

"Oh, don't worry. With the great ancestor here, all vampires will be messengers of justice and will always implement this sole ideal!"

Faso said firmly, and a figure hidden deep in his heart flashed through his mind.

Except for that guy...

(End of this chapter)