Evelyn looked at the blood clans who showed their true form in fear. They bared their fangs and stretched their wings behind them. The power of curses surrounded them, seeping into their essence, blending with the darkness, increasing their power. The blood of ordinary people replenished the energy they needed, and a blood feast was unfolding.

O'Connor and Evelyn were fortunate to receive special care, and the four blood clan barons who were guarding them did not allow other blood clans to harm them.

Jonathan said tremblingly: "I finally know what the Eye of Horus are!"

O'Connor was shocked: "They are just a group of monsters, a group of monster rulers Cairo."

The blood clan polluted the two statues of desecration. The jackal head of the god of death and the falcon head of the god of La was covered with blood. Chen Ang communicated with the two gods and even more gods with the Sun Golden Sutra. The spells of blasphemy continued to emerge from his mouth. Anubis's huge anger made the entire capital of the dead tremble. He lowered the curse and was deeply engraved on Hong Fan who was taking the blame next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the Sun God La, Horus, and the Underworld God Oseris also lowered the curse.

Chen Ang surrounded Hong Fan, watching the vicious curse of the gods and the pharaohs on him, and watching the powerful dark power completely submerge him. The heart in Chen Ang's hand maintained Hong Fan's only vitality and soul. Chen Ang retained most of Hong Fan's self, leaving the remaining empty existence to the gods and the pharaohs, and using the power of the curse to change his essential existence.

This kind of guidance is tens of millions of times more difficult than walking a tightrope. Chen Ang carefully controlled this huge power. Compared with the three thousand-year-old curse of Hamnata, which was completely guided, it was like an insignificant feather. However, Chen Ang still used his knowledge and wisdom to introduce the ritual to the right track and steal the power of these curses.

He chanted:

"The sun curses you and will never walk under the sun, otherwise you will burn yourself like a fire."

"The god of death curses you, and will be awake forever and cannot sleep. You will have no dreams and sleep. Sleeping is a waking curse for you."

"The God of the Underworld curses you that you will be rejected forever outside the underworld. Your soul will have nowhere to rely on and will always wander in the world, and will not end or die!"

"Life curses you, drinking clear springs like rotten water, enjoying delicious food like rotten soil, except for blood, everything in your mouth is like rotten to you."

"You will feed on blood and join the darkness. You will never die and be tortured forever. Even if your soul is scattered, your shadow will wail in the void all day long. You have no shadow, no body temperature, and your heart will not be beating. You are the rejected dead person, the abandoned soul, and you are the blood clan!"

With the end of the curse, the will of the gods left here. The huge curse power of the capital of the dead poured into Hong Fan's body. His fangs stretched out, and the huge blood-colored bat wings behind him spread out. The huge dark force flowed on him. His fingernails were like sharp claws, and his pupils were particularly blood-red. He grabbed the spear of judgment beside him and penetrated the statue of death and the sun. Blood flowed out from the statue, but Hong Fan stepped forward to drink.

As his strength soared, the heart in Chen Ang's hand was shocked like a purple-red crystal.

Chen Ang pressed this well-made heart into Hong Fan's chest. The power of the Vampire No. 1 experimental subject entered the rank of the count and entered the group of masters in the main god space. The surge in power made Hong Fan almost unable to control himself. With the pain imprinted on him, he tortured him every moment.

The bloodthirsty impulse almost made him desperate, but seeing Chen Ang's interested eyes, the fear that surged from the depths of his soul made Hong Fan wake up again.

This made him speechless: "Even if he ascended to the Earl and became a powerful blood clan, God, who is more powerful than Dracula, is he still so afraid of Dr. Chen. How deep is the shadow in my heart? Even if he is unbalanced after the power surges, the inner demon is afraid of him!"

What he didn't know was that Chen Ang was also curious this time: "I was going to take him off when he was so proud that he would take him down and do some excessive experiments. He didn't fall for it twice? Could it be that this is the intuition of a small animal? By the way, bats are also considered small animals!"

With the increase of Hong Fan's bloodline, his descendants were also strengthened, and the curse power spreading in the capital of the Dead also benefited a lot. Nearly a hundred people were promoted to barons and had the lowest title. Several old barons even directly entered the ranks of viscounts. In an instant, Chen Ang's strength in his hands expanded a lot.

Those ordinary people who were sucked away from the blood feast, after this large-scale ceremony, also instilled a lot of blood energy into Chu Zhuang and became the next level blood clan. There were thousands of people in the camp. Except for the few people who were specially left by Chen Ang, the others were transformed into the blood clan with the lowest strength of the elite special forces soldier who were fully armed.

Terence, who was deliberately taken care of by Chen Ang, has increased his magical attainment to a level that is not inferior to Imoton, becoming a strange existence closer to the cursed blood clan than Hong Fan.

Chen Ang looked at Hamnata, whose curse power had been consumed for thousands of years, and couldn't help but sigh with a pity: "Hamnata's large battery has been squeezed out like this. Do I want to do a few more special experiments?" He said that, but with this experiment on the regeneration of the blood clan, Chen Ang mastered the essence of the curse blood clan.

From then on, he knew the blood clan well, and life and death were taken away by his heart.

When you go to any world, Chen Ang is confident that you can create this strange life again, which can be said to have an insight into their original existence and soul code.

This is his biggest gain this time. The Necromancer School, the Summoning School, the Transformation School, the Enchanting School, and the Enchanting School have made great progress, and they have gained a lot in biology, genetics, and virology. This can be seen from Chen Ang's adjustment of the blood clan virus, which allows the newly transformed blood clan to walk in the sun, but it is still in a weak state.

With the capital of the dead, which he was scheduled to be taken into his pocket, Chen Ang can be said to have gained a lot this time. The only bad news is that when Imodon supported the power of curse, he broke free from the shackles and ran away. Imodon's battery escaped before it was drained. Although this was all in Chen Ang's premeditation, it still did not prevent him from feeling sorry.

What a good comrade Imoton is!

He made selfless contributions. Chen Ang took the lead in his experiments. He dedicated his precious power accumulated over three thousand years to the completion of this curse ceremony and the formation of a mummy army. He used his resentful curse and miserable experience to make considerable contributions to Egypt's independence and Chen Ang's great cause. Such a good comrade who sacrifices himself and is willing to contribute, just left like this! How can Chen Ang not be a pity?
Chapter completed!