Tome of Blood

Looking at the army of undead who had completely turned against him in an instant and the mysterious girl surrounded by everyone, the expression of the black dragon Ji Kede completely changed.

Oh no.

Perhaps he should not be called a black dragon.

The real black dragon is far stronger than him.

Charlotte's voice seemed to carry some mysterious power, resounding in Quixote's mind like a bell.

The breath on his body quickly became disordered, and the ferocious dragon body suddenly began to twitch and change. For a while, it seemed that it wanted to degenerate into a human form, and for a while, it seemed that it wanted to continue to maintain the posture of the dragon body.

"No! I am the Black Dragon Jixote! I am the Black Dragon Jixote!"

He roared, roared, his eyes were red, and soon fell into madness again.

I saw "Black Dragon" Ji Kede roaring, and the terrifying dragon's power broke out again, stronger than before, but also more chaotic.

A trace of cracks appeared on his dragon body, and through the cracks, one could see the black-red granulation under the scales that was constantly churning, disintegrating and re-growing...

Feeling the unprecedented powerful force, the expressions of Sebastian and others suddenly became serious.

However, Charlotte's expression was very calm, and he looked at the black dragon with pity.

As a vampire, she is no stranger to the other party's current state.

In this state, she also had a similar experience.

That was the night when he had just become a vampire, because he hadn't drank blood for a long time, which led to the outbreak of blood addiction, and the night when his blood went berserk...

However, unlike the monster in front of him, Charlotte at that time did not completely lose herself, and was able to recover even from the blood runaway.

However... the blood clan named Ji Kede in front of him has obviously been completely lost in the power of the dragon.

Solved the Boulder Gorefiend Cult and obtained more than 30 broken pages of the Holy Tome. Charlotte further completed the Holy Tome of Blood and gained a deeper understanding of the resonance of the five bloodlines.

The way of the wild...

That is the way of blood that resonates with all things. It can release nature, borrow and fuse the power of other creatures for its own use, and even transform into other creatures. It has infinite uses.

Charlotte, for example, has acquired the ability of [Dark Bat] in the Way of the Wild, and can turn into a bat.

And the most important thing about this kind of blood resonance is to keep in mind the self when using power, and clearly know who you are.

Once lost, it will lead to power runaway.

The power of the blood race is powerful and dangerous.

Any blood race is in danger of going berserk.

The strange power brought powerful capital to the blood clan, but at the same time it was also a curse spread in the bloodline. Only by drinking blood continuously could the blood clan slow down the outbreak of the bloodline rampage.

But if there is a problem with the resonance of the blood, even drinking blood... will be useless.

Take the way of wildness as an example, once the power goes berserk, at least it will be crazy, and it will completely become the kind of creature that it has transformed, and lose itself; at worst, it will explode in madness because the strength of the creature that it has transformed is too strong to bear. and died.

The power after the runaway is indeed strong.

But strength and collapse are often only in one thought.

Looking at the ever-spreading cracks on the "Black Dragon" and the granulation growing and collapsing under the cracks, Charlotte knew that even if she didn't do anything next, the person in front of her who had completely lost herself and was stimulated by them Kindred also self-destruct.

When the cognition is completely confused, Quixote has no future.

However, "Black Dragon" Quixote didn't care about his gradually collapsing body at all.

Feeling his increasingly powerful power, its blood-colored pupils shone with unprecedented madness and pride. After a long roar, it rushed towards Charlotte again:

"Humble mortals, tremble before the great black dragon Quixote!"

"No matter who you are, Lord Quixote will eat you!"

"Master (Lord Charlotte)! Be careful!"

The faces of Sebastian and others changed slightly.

But Charlotte still looked calm.

She did not accept Sebastian's protection, but took another step, looking directly at the "black dragon" rushing towards her.

The crimson light flowed in Charlotte's eyes, and her gaze turned cold, and a trace of vicissitudes, ancient and majestic aura slowly rose from her body.

Charlotte's lips moved lightly, and a clear and ethereal, but majestic scolding resounded in the cave:

"Kneel down!"

In an instant, an invisible strange wave spread out from Charlotte as the center, and quickly swept away all the existences on the field.

The most powerful little werewolf Noah was the first to be affected.

When the scolding sounded in his soul, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he was reprimanded by his mother when he was a child. He trembled and knelt down almost subconsciously.

At that moment, even he himself didn't realize how and why he knelt down.

When Nice saw Charlotte open her mouth, she had a bad feeling and vaguely guessed something.

However, because of the experience of kneeling down in the manor once, it was more or less psychologically prepared, and felt that it should be able to withstand this kind of power with a little bit of spiritual characteristics this time.

It showed a knowing smile, ready to face the impact, and at the same time, its eyes fell on Sebas, ready to see how embarrassed this guy would be when he was caught off guard and scolded.

But when the scolding sounded completely, Nice realized that he was still too young.

It is psychologically prepared, but Charlotte is no longer the original Charlotte...

When the voice came, it only felt that the scolding this time was more terrifying than the previous one. The unquestionable order was the interweaving of laws, just like the power of a god.

"Fuck..."

Under the pressure of terror, it subconsciously uttered the swear words it had learned from Charlotte, and watched as it crawled on the ground with a "plop" on its limbs, and even the cat's tail retracted by itself.

As for Sebastian...

Before the power with the prestige of words came over, the moment Charlotte said "kneel" sounded "kneeling", he directly knelt down on one knee with a plop.

Kneeling gracefully, kneeling naturally, and kneeling with peace of mind.

Nice looked dumbfounded.

"Plop", "Puff"...

The scolding sound swept across the cave, and thousands of undead in the entire mining area knelt down like harvesting wheat, and prostrated themselves on the ground towards Charlotte, as if worshiping their own king.

However, this is just the aftermath of "rebuking" amplified by the echo effect of the cave.

The real center of the storm is the "Black Dragon" Quixote rushing towards Charlotte.

The moment the scolding came, he felt a deafening thunder in his mind, tearing apart the entire mental world of the storm...

The lost mad eyes suddenly became clear for a while, but the next moment, it was replaced by a kind of panic and fear that seemed to come from the soul.

On his body, the ferocious dragon body collapsed in an instant, the black scales fell off one after another, and the huge body shrank rapidly.

And when he fully reacted, he had already returned to his human form, and... knelt down.

He tried to stand up, but found that he could not control his legs at all.

That's not because the body has been taken from control...

Quixote could feel his legs trembling, his body trembling, his soul trembling...

He was afraid, he was afraid, at this moment, he couldn't think of any resistance to the other party!

The werewolf Luf also knelt down.

He raised his head with difficulty, and stared blankly at the only petite figure standing in the entire cave. He only felt that this extremely powerful and strange power faintly coincided with a certain legend of the tribe...

Especially, when the "Black Dragon" vampire who had completely lost his mind and fell into a runaway state was suddenly woken up, and then directly knelt down on the ground.

Luf's eyes widened, he suddenly looked at Charlotte, and murmured in disbelief:

"Wang Quanyiyi... This is the Wang Quanyiyi of the blood of King Quan!"

"My true ancestor! Lord Charlotte... is actually a blood descendant of King Quan?!"

The werewolf Luf's expression is wonderful.

Shocking, absurd, bewildered...but gradually there is a feeling of the original.

He suddenly looked at Sebas, just in time to meet the elegantly kneeling flame elf, and Sebas smiled at him.

That smile seemed to say:

Look, the master is on the same road with us.

The werewolf Luf was startled, then lowered his head again, and knelt down in a more respectful gesture.

This time, it was not ordered by the "Prestige Art".

But out of the heart.

Although he still has too many doubts that have not been answered, although he does not know why the extinct blood of the royal family has become the "Holy King's Holy Maiden", but he believes that there must be another reason.

The sub-human tribe headed by werewolves originated from the blood totem, believed in the true ancestor of blood, and was loyal to the royal blood...

This is enough.

However, at the center of the storm, the blood clan Ji Kede, who has completely awakened, knows that the truth is not that simple at all...

The power that awakened him at that moment was not just the blood of the royal power who had disappeared.

That power is vast, that power is vicissitudes from ancient times, that power is as vast as the might of heaven...

That is even more unimaginable power.

That... belongs to the crushing of personality!

At this moment, Quixote seemed to feel the pages of the cursed book in his hands trembling and cheering.

It seems to be calling for something, it seems to want to break free, it seems to want to go back to where...

Quixote raised his head in a daze, Charlotte's long silver hair and red-gold pupils were reflected in his clear red eyes.

That petite figure gradually coincided with some ancient legends he heard from three generations of blood descendants in an instant...

"You... no... you are..."

His eyes widened, and he spoke shyly, with an expression of absurdity and inconceivability, as well as great fear.

However, he didn't finish his sentence.

The brilliance in Charlotte's eyes flashed, and Ji Kede's mind collapsed instantly, and his clear blood eyes were soon stained with dullness and bewilderment.

【Thought Domination】

It is one of the well-known magics under the Department of Domination of the Blood Clan's Spiritual Way, and it is also one of the innate magics brought by the broken pages of the holy scriptures that Charlotte snatched back from the Blood Demon Sect.

Because this magic is too domineering, it is easy to become addicted if used too much, and it is easy to lead people to the road of treating everything as an ant, being the only one who respects me, and being arrogant, so although Charlotte has learned it, she should try her best not to use it on weekdays.

Different voices are needed around people.

Those wise emperors in ancient times tended to degenerate as they ruled for a long time. The biggest reason was that with their long-term rule, they had centralized their power to an incredible degree.

Their prestige is unparalleled, and no one dares to oppose them, so they are gradually lost and depraved in the supreme power and the adulation of everyone, and finally live the appearance they hate the most when they were young.

Thought domination is the same.

This innate magic has been used too much, and Charlotte is worried that she will also get lost.

Not only that, this magic will also have a certain impact on the subject's mind, and in severe cases, it will leave sequelae, directly causing the subject to become dementia.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Charlotte will not use it.

However, at this moment, she still used it in the face of Ji Kede.

No matter what the other party thinks of her as an existence, for the sake of safety, she does not allow the other party to say what she has not finished.

Moreover, she didn't need to show mercy to an evil blood clan who turned thousands of innocent miners into living corpses.

Charlotte came to Quixote and looked down at him.

She was obviously shorter, but at this moment in front of Ji Kede who was prostrate on the ground, she seemed to be the master who held the power of life and death.

"Tell me about your origin, and tell me your purpose in the Castel silver mine."

Charlotte looked at each other, with red light in his eyes, and asked coldly.

He raised his head slowly, and said in a respectful voice:

"Great master, I am Ji Kede Black Valdrat, from the Kingdom of Kolia."

"I was ordered to supervise the mining of the Mithril mine in the Castel Silver Mine, protect our Mithril mining, and be responsible for sending out the mined Mithril in time..."

"Wa... Vadrat?!"

Sebas, who was kneeling respectfully, twitched his eyes, lost his composure, and almost jumped up.

Charlotte gave him a curious look.

Vadállat, one of the six blood clans that controls wild inheritance.

The pure white witch who once hunted and killed Sebastian half of the continent is the heir of the vampire Vadrat clan.

"You are the blood of the Vadrat clan? Who is the person behind you? Is it the Vadrat clan?"

Charlotte asked again.

Only this time, Quixote didn't answer, but trembled slightly.

His face was struggling, his eyes were in a trance, and his spiritual world began to become unstable.

Charlotte's heart skipped a beat.

She was not unfamiliar with this state, and it was a sign that her question had touched some soul-related contract signed by the other party.

"Who is behind you?"

Charlotte asked again, and the light in her eyes flashed, increasing the output of power.

Quixote trembled more violently.

I saw him struggling, the whites of his eyes turned straight, while trembling like epilepsy, he said intermittently:

"Nai...Nais..."

"The person behind me...is Néz...!"

Huh... finally started to string together the foreshadowing of several blood clans_(:з」∠)_

There are so few monthly tickets, I really want to lick my face and ask for a monthly ticket, but after thinking about my debts, I don't seem to have the face to ask again. paralyzed...