It was a crimson light that was different from the power of corruption.

Profound, pure, mysterious and vast.

The moment it broke out, everyone including the Blood Demon Priest who was undergoing the divine descending ceremony felt a vicissitude, and the ancient will slowly descended.

An oppression originating from the power of blood arose. The Blood Demon Priest felt that his existence seemed to be locked by some indescribable terrifying existence for an instant. The power of blood all over his body suddenly fell into an unprecedented commotion, and seemed to be blocked by

Controlled by something more terrifying.

It feels like my extraordinary power suddenly no longer belongs to me...

"This... this power is...! No! This is impossible!"

As if he felt something, the blood demon priest's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he looked at the crimson light with horror.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but he was horrified to find that the power of blood in his body seemed to have suddenly rebelled, and no longer obeyed his orders at all.

His brain told his body to escape quickly, but the power of his blood stopped his body.

He wanted to activate the Devil's Eye mark in his soul, and he wanted to seek help from the Blood Demon Archduke. However, after sensing his own power, he was horrified to find that his connection with the Blood Demon Archduke was completely blocked.

.

No, in other words, it is not a simple shielding, but a blocking and cutting off from a higher level!

At the same time, a kind of oppressive force, as if the people saw the king, flowed from his blood vessels, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

While trembling, there is also an instinctive emotion of awe and obedience spreading from the depths of the soul...

The blood demon priest's expression became even more horrified.

He felt that under the crimson light, he was rapidly losing control of his body.

That is not just physical control in the powerless sense, but also control at the soul level.

He could clearly feel that under that radiance, he was quickly losing himself!

No……

That's not simply losing yourself.

Looking at his body gradually becoming transparent under the crimson light, watching the illusion constantly disintegrating like broken photons, and then quickly being attracted by the blood power of the crimson light, a glimmer of light flashed in the frightened childish eyes of the bloodline priest.

Enlightenment.

"This is...the swallowing...power..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his whole body quietly disintegrated in an instant like broken clouds.

At the same time, the crimson light became even more dazzling.

"The Ancestor! It is the power of the Ancestor!"

Feeling the boiling power of his bloodline, Yurst's eyes suddenly widened.

He looked with some disbelief at the black cat, which looked increasingly mysterious in the crimson light.

It was obviously just a black cat, but in his field of vision, he seemed to have traveled through time and space and saw a beautiful figure sitting high in the Temple of Blood.

The beautiful figure seemed to be sensing something, as if she glanced at him and smiled slightly.

At that moment, Yurst felt that his consciousness was suddenly blurred, and the entire spiritual world seemed to have stagnated.

And when his will regained consciousness, most of the crimson light had faded away, and the whole world had returned to normal.

The figure of the Blood Demon Priest has disappeared as the crimson light dissipated.

Also disappearing together was the divine descending ritual that he failed to perform successfully.

As for the other side, the black dragon, with a terrifying aura and a corrupted state, was imprisoned in a crimson cage of light.

Although it was still struggling and roaring, it was helpless under the light.

All the vampires around him knelt down towards the center, including Yurst himself, but he himself didn't even realize when he knelt down.

As for the target of their kneeling, it was the talking black cat.

However, the black cat's temperament at this moment is completely different.

It has regained its freedom. Not only that, its amber hole has changed from its previous color and turned into a magnificent red, which is completely different from the previous sight.

Yurst felt a certain connection between himself and the other party almost instantly, as well as the seasonal movement of blood power after seeing the other party.

He took a deep breath and was about to salute the black cat, but someone moved faster.

"Praise you, great master! May your crimson glory fill the world!"

Sebastian took a step forward and saluted skillfully, with a standard posture, respectful movements, awe-inspiring eyes, and a pious expression.

That smooth and flowing movement does not look like a proud elf, but more like an experienced flatterer.

Yurst:……

Bah! You servile guy! He really knows how to choose the right time!

Cursing secretly, he also bowed and bowed deeply to the black cat with the oldest, most standard, and most respected vampire etiquette he had mastered:

"Praise you, the source of blood, the king of eternal night, the lord of darkness, the supreme ancestor..."

"Your humble heir Yurst, I offer you the highest respect..."

After saying that, Yurst bowed his head again and saluted, and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty, the Great Ancestor, please forgive Yurst for being blind. I didn't recognize your identity just now..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sebastian on the side couldn't help but smile.

Yurst frowned and looked, only to see the elf who also had the power of volume looking at him with a strange look and chuckled:

"Your Excellency Yurst, you may have some misunderstanding. The master's posture is not what you imagined. The master is just possessed by God at the moment."

"Hey, the master's figure is elegant and beautiful. He is just condescending and borrowing the body of this guy from Nice."

Sebas shook his head, but the pride and superiority of having seen the True Ancestor of Blood with his own eyes was written on his face.

However, Yuerst is not concerned about this, but another aspect:

etc……

God...possessed by God?

He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the deep-breathing black cat again, and this time, he finally noticed the faint rose of thorns symbol on the black cat's forehead.

This is...the holy symbol of the ancestor!

Yurst was slightly startled, and his expression quickly fell into embarrassment.

As a vampire, he certainly knows what the holy symbol on his forehead means. This means that the black cat in front of him is a pet marked by the ancestor!

The ancestor is on top!

He actually regarded the pet possessed by the ancestor as the original ancestor!

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I misidentified you..."

Yurst said with a look of fear on his face.

"You don't know the relationship between Nice and me, please forgive me."

Black Cat said elegantly.

Its voice is no longer the hoarse and deep male voice before, but a clear and ethereal female voice, exactly the same as the voice Yurst heard when he was summoned.

After hearing this familiar voice, Yurst was finally able to be 100% sure that the person controlling the black cat's body in front of him was indeed the returned ancestor.

but……

Nice?

The name of this black cat is Nice?

Yurst's heart moved slightly.

etc……

If he remembered correctly just now, the Blood Demon Priest who was killed by the First Ancestor seemed to have called it before his death... Sir Nicholas?

etc!

Nicholas?!

As if he had thought of something, Yurst's eyes widened and he couldn't help but look at the black cat in front of him again, but stopped talking.

However, the focus of Charlotte, who possessed Nice, was no longer on him.

Moving Nice's body, Charlotte was amazed.

Because after possessing her, she clearly felt that she was using Nice's body to mobilize the power of blood, and it was exactly the same as using her own body!

She finally knew why the Blood Demon Priest planned to use Nice's body as a vessel to summon the Blood Demon Archduke.

Because this body really fits well.

Although it is the body of a cat, it has super adaptability to divine power, and it is simply prepared as a container for the incarnation of God.
To be continued...