No one knows that the blood prince returns to Europe.
And brought back some members of the Rothschild family.
Jacob was the representative of the Rothschild family who sent to assist the Rothschild family. Since the Battle of Vesta, his status in the family has plummeted, and all the dirty and tiring work belongs to him.
It is naturally not a good job to follow a vicious person like the Blood Clan Prince.
But Jacob knew in his heart that this was his only way out.
He wants revenge.
He wants to have strength.
Late at night, deep in the Bruch Castle.
The thick darkness kept rolling and twisting in the depths of the Bruch Castle, and from time to time, a figure quietly approached.
Not approaching the darkness yet.
Suddenly a blood-colored light shot out, and a tentacle made of blood wrapped around the figure and hung it upside down in the air.
"Boy from the Rothschild family, what are you doing sneakily?" A gloomy and terrifying voice made in the darkness.
"Your Majesty, don't get me wrong. I have no malice. I just want to ask you to give me strength." Jacob, of the Rothschild family, hung upside down.
A figure slowly crawled out of the rolling darkness.
Jacob's eyes shrank.
The figure was very terrifying, covered with darkness, covered with golden patterns, and bare head, sharp mouth and sharp teeth. A pair of huge bat wings spread out, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
His hands and feet were sharp claws, about a foot long, and he dripped across the ground, making a harsh sound, and deep marks appeared on the ground.
The hideous head was pressed against Jacob's face and made a strange smile: "Do you want me to give you strength?"
From the other party's voice.
Jacob heard that it was Prince Bruch.
Could this be the true face of the blood clan?
In contrast to the extremely handsome appearance, under the other party's scarlet gaze, Jacob felt that his heart seemed to burst, and a large amount of blood flowed backwards. It seemed that under the other party's eyes, all his blood was about to rush out of his body.
"Do you know the price of the power given to the great blood prince? The boy from the Rothschild family."
The cold paws slashed across Jacob's face.
The bloody marks were drawn, and the pain was extremely painful.
Jacob's face was covered in blood, and there was a strong sense of fear and hatred in his eyes, which made his entire pupils darker and darker, and finally spread to his entire eye sockets, leaving only black in his eyes.
"I know that as long as I gain strength, no matter how much the price I pay, I am willing to do so. I want strength and I want to control all the power in this world."
Jacob roared, his face grim and distorted.
Since fighting with Long Xiaoshan.
Only then did he realize that the money and power he believed in in the past were all floating clouds, and strength was the only one. It was because of his powerful power that Long Xiaoshan could kill the Five Kings, defeat the EU, and stand on the top of this world.
What is the position of the heir of the Rothschild family?
Even if they really inherited the family, in the eyes of powerful people like Long Xiaoshan and the Blood Clan Prince, the powerful Rothschild family is just a paper tiger that can be easily destroyed.
No.
He wants strength.
To become a Dragon Xiaoshan, a blood clan prince can control powerful power.
So what if you fall into a demon?
In this world, the strong are respected, and the weak are only worthy of becoming pigs. Just like those Eskimos, Jacob would never want to become such a lowly existence.
"Give me strength and give me powerful strength. Your Highness, Prince, I am willing to be a slave and restore the glory of the blood clan." Jacob roared.
Prince Bruch looked at Jacob, whose eyes were covered in darkness, and smiled suddenly.
Raise a claw and pinch Jacob's head: "Since you sincerely beg, the great prince of the blood clan Toredo Bruch, will give you eternal and immortal power..."
roar!
Prince Bruch opened his mouth wide, revealing his sharp fangs, and bit Jacob's neck hard, blood splattered.
Jacob screamed.
But the thick darkness soon swept over, drowning Prince Bruch and Jacob at the same time, and Jacob's screams disappeared into the darkness.
One week later.
Two people walked out of the castle.
A very handsome man, Bruch, the prince of the blood clan.
Standing next to him was Jacob. Jacob looked no different from usual, but if you look closely, his skin was paler than before, his eye sockets were a little deeper, and his black pupils made him more
A bit mysterious temperament.
"Jacob, you have investigated all the powerful men in the underground world."
"Yes, Your Highness, the prince, we have basically found out the whereabouts of the top 50 people in the blood list. Except for a few people who do not know whereabouts, everything else has been collected."
"Very good." A trace of blood appeared in Bruch's eyes: "I haven't tasted the powerful blood for a long time. I hope the strong people on the blood list can give me some surprise now."
He grabbed Jacob and squeaked.
It disappeared out of thin air.
It seemed as if a afterimage flashed away in the sky.
Eastern Europe, the town of Fermia, an underground bar.
Few people know that this is the base camp of the "Blood and Bone Mercenary Group", the Blood and Bone Mercenary Group, the top five mercenary group in the dark world in Europe, and the group leader is even the top strongman in the blood list 12, "Blood
Axe” Chapman.
At this time, the underground bar was filled with joy. Today is the day when "Blood Axe" Chapman breaks through. He has just been successfully promoted to S level, and the entire mercenary group members are celebrating.
In the underground world, what determines the true strength of an organization is its top combat power.
The Blood Bone Mercenary Group has few people, only more than 30. Compared with the large mercenary groups such as Skeleton Dragon, Blood Phoenix, etc., which have hundreds or thousands of people, the members are pitifully few, but Blood Bone can match these large mercenaries.
The corps are in line because of the strength of "Blood Axe" Chapman.
Now that he has broken through S level, he is likely to enter the top ten of the blood list this year.
The entire mercenary group will definitely have a high rise, high ranking, high reputation, high commissions and more business, so everyone will be happy.
The atmosphere was extremely fanatical.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and two people came in outside, wrapped in windbreakers and hats, looking down on their faces.
The carnival in the room suddenly stopped.
All the people from the Blood and Bone Mercenary Group were staring at the two people coming in.
Today is a private carnival of their mercenary group, and no outsiders are invited. Today, the bar has stopped business and even the door is locked. Why do anyone suddenly come in?
"Who are you?" Looking at the two people who didn't even show their faces, the Blood and Bone Mercenary Group became alert.
"Jacob, these people are given to you."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Wow!
The slightly shorter man suddenly rushed out like lightning. The member of the Blood Bone Mercenary Group closest to him realized something was wrong. He grabbed the big sword on the table. As soon as he raised it, his chest cooled down. He lowered his head and saw that his chest had been sucked.
One arm pierced.
The arm suddenly pulled out, grabbing a huge heart, which was still beating.