Roses are still roses, and thorns are still thorns. The dark sky is still the same as usual.
What's different is Allen's mood.
In the past few days since the midnight dinner, more and more people have laughed at him. As long as he walks out of his room, the vague comments around him always make him upset. These people always hide away.
They peeked at him from afar, intentionally or unintentionally, and dispersed when he came closer. He was not welcome here.
"Hey, Thomas used his blood essence and blood before to use the blood boiling technique, and then this waste only lasted ten seconds, and he still had no bloodline ability at all." A voice whispered with mockery.
"Shh! Keep your voice down, the three men from the Mandala clan haven't left yet."
"The most ridiculous thing is that the Mandala clan actually used a drop of the prince's essence and blood in exchange for a piece of useless information."
"Hahaha! This is the funniest joke I've ever heard!" Another voice mocked in agreement.
"I also heard that Miss Edith had a conflict with Barton a few days ago because of this matter."
"I heard that Earl Barton has the biggest opinions and is also the most noisy. Is Miss Edith really doing it for a loser?"
"I can understand Earl Barton's mood. Since this waste has been using the blood pool for five years, it has almost exhausted all the blood essence in it. Earl Barton finally managed to get in, but gained very little. You can imagine his mood. But I
Why does Miss Dis favor this waste?"
"As a woman...maybe just as a pet...hahaha..."
"Hahaha..."
Allen's steps were getting faster and faster. He just wanted to get away from these sounds as soon as possible, and the unknown fire was raging in his heart.
"Ellen, where are you going?" A beautiful figure stopped him.
Allen looked back and saw that it was Edith. Today, she had long hair half pulled up and was wearing a gorgeous black dress. The red rose at the neckline was dazzling. If she looked at it more, she would be afraid of blaspheming the goddess of the night.
.
Allen was stunned and said, "Sister Edith, you are so beautiful today."
Edith smiled slightly and said: "I see that you rarely go out these days, and I was just thinking of looking for you."
Allen was silent, thinking that going out would be sarcastic, and he suddenly felt a sense of grievance.
Edith didn't say much, took Allen's hand, and the two walked together.
"I heard that you had a conflict with someone?" Allen couldn't help but speak.
"Don't worry about me." Edith smiled softly and said: "Barton, a loser who only knows how to play with fire, is he qualified to question the distribution of the blood pool?" Edith said as she took Alan to the
The library of the old castle. She searched and took out a huge and thick ancient book. As soon as the book was taken out, thick dust spread all over the floor. Edith gently wiped away the dust on the cover with her delicate white hands.
A few large gilded characters were revealed, "History of Blood Clan War".
"Alan, listen to me, it doesn't matter whether you have bloodline abilities or not." Edith looked at Alan and said softly, her big shining emerald eyes giving people unlimited hope. She opened this heavy book
The ancient book pointed to one of the chapters and said: "This is the famous God of War in the history of the vampires, Guderian. He was originally a centurion in the ancient Roman Empire. He was infected and reincarnated during the confrontation with our vampires.
To become the lowest level blood knight, one has no bloodline ability at all."
In this quiet library, Edith slowly told Alan this history.
It was a complete accident that Guderian became a vampire. He did not recognize his new birth as a vampire. However, he wanted to retire to the mountains and forests, but he encountered the revenge of his old enemies in the empire. His family, wife and children were massacred. After the tragic loss,
After losing all his relatives, he turned to join the vampire clan to fight against the empire out of grief and anger. At this time, he
, he is just the lowest level blood knight, a cannon fodder soldier. However, he shows amazing fighting skills and fighting will. In every battle, he can kill several times the opponents of the same level, and can even leapfrog and kill some more powerful than him.
A powerful existence. His fighting madness can be said to be fighting to death, because he has nothing left.
Gradually, Guderian was recognized by some high-level vampires, who gave him the opportunity to enter the blood pool. He lived up to expectations and advanced to become a baron. However, the irony is that his awakened bloodline ability is to quickly recover and restore vitality.
and physical strength, this can be said to be very bad
An ability of his ribs can only make his physical strength last longer. Other barons of the same level can crush him in terms of combat power as long as they have blood abilities that are helpful in fighting. But Guderian is not discouraged, or in other words, he is not discouraged.
Just fight to the death, fight just for revenge.
So, in the next hundred years, he fought and killed crazily, and even advanced in battle. His bloodline abilities also evolved all the way, from the initial rapid recovery to flesh and blood regeneration. In the end, he advanced
By the time the Duke arrived, his bloodline ability had turned into infinite regeneration! He had almost become an unkillable existence! Coupled with his increasingly powerful fighting skills, Guderian became the world-famous God of War at that time!
And his enemy has also changed from a military priest in the past to a cardinal of the Holy Light Church. In this fierce battle that was later known as the Thousand-Year Blood War, Guderian led an army of vampires to break through the Sistine Cathedral.
Successfully defeating the Blood Blade enemy and killing the Cardinal of the Holy Light Church was one of the most significant victories in the history of the Vampire Clan.
"Awesome!" Allen couldn't help but be moved after hearing this.
"Yes." Edith sighed with emotion: "I don't know since when, these people in the castle have become idiots who only look at bloodline abilities."
"What happened to His Highness Guderian? The Duke has a thousand years of life." Allen couldn't help but ask.
Edith said sadly: "In the last battle, he burned his essence and blood and died together with the enemy."
"Ah! How could that happen!?"
"I think he deliberately wanted to die. With his almost unlimited regeneration ability, if he wanted to survive, no one else could stop him. But the enemy is ahead, so I think he is probably tired." Edith said slowly:
"If he hadn't died, he might have been able to advance to the rank of Prince and Ancestor. That would be unprecedented and would be enough to overturn the theoretical basis of all current vampire origin theories."
"Also, it's not just about combat." Edith put aside the slightly solemn atmosphere and continued to flip through the book: "There is also a man named Russell. After he was reincarnated, he was a baron, but his bloodline ability is shadow control.
, which is to control the shadow of an object. This is also a very useless ability and has no practical use. However, he persevered and worked hard to contribute to the vampire clan. In the end, with his ability, he developed a powerful weapon.
Use magic arrays and other materials to amplify your own abilities. This has become the current black screen, which is the dark sky above our castle. Since the black screen was created, our vampires have been able to obtain a large area of blocking methods from the sun. From then on, the vampires
The scope and time of his activities have been greatly expanded, which can be said to be an ability that rewrites the history of the vampires. In the end, he also became a member of the Sabbat Council with this, which is a very high honor."
Looking at Edith's slightly excited look under her beautiful face, Allen felt that his depression had eased a lot in the past few days.
"The evolution of bloodline abilities..."
Allen glanced at the thick and simple "History of Blood Clan War" on the table, thinking deeply in his heart.