Chapter 1132 Summoning the Blood Ancestor

This is a huge old castle, completely dark and gloomy. It has a history of thousands of years. It is located in a small neutral country, deep in the steep Alps, surrounded by ancient wolf forests, and rarely visited.

This is not the residence of witches in the fairy tale world, but the headquarters of the dark blood clan.

At this moment, deep in the dark castle, in a dark secret room, the smell of blood assaulted the nostrils, bursts of ancient spells came out, and an extremely mysterious atmosphere came out.

In the center of the secret room, there was a huge altar. It was soaked in so much blood that it turned out to be a blood-red color, as if it were carved from a huge piece of blood jade.

Above the flat altar, there were dense blood grooves crisscrossing it, with bright red blood flowing, and it was all fresh blood.

In front of the altar stood thirteen huge statues with bat wings on their backs and ferocious faces. They were incredibly lifelike and over ten meters tall.

These are the thirteen blood ancestors of the blood clan in myths and legends, belonging to the thirteen clans.

They claim to be the most powerful vampires in history, with strength comparable to that of gods.

"The supreme thirteen blood ancestors, come to the world quickly. Now the blood clan is encountering an unprecedented catastrophe..."

"The devil from Middle-earth was born and swept across the world without any rivals. Not only my dark blood clan, but also the Holy Holy See was trampled under its feet."

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Under the altar, thirteen powerful elders of the blood clan were kneeling and praying, each from the thirteen clans, praying for the blood ancestor to come to the world.

According to legend, the Thirteen Blood Ancestors were imprisoned in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood because they disobeyed God's will and went against God. They did not really die.

Of course, this is just a legend.

But within the blood clan, there is another theory. The Thirteen Blood Ancestors were not imprisoned by God in the Netherworld Blood Sea, but instead claimed to be in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Vampires are not immortal, they just live longer than humans.

The Thirteen Blood Ancestors lived thousands of years ago. No matter how alive they were, they would never have survived until now. They should have turned into ashes long ago.

They call themselves the Netherworld Blood Sea, and they are pressing the pause button on life, waiting for "resurrection" in the future.

If the vampire family encounters a huge crisis,

It is related to the life and death of the clan, you can call them, otherwise you must not disturb them.

Now, the vampire clan is facing a huge crisis. The blood king died tragically, and many powerful vampires were killed and injured. The clan is facing a test of life and death.

"Blood, blood..." a vampire elder yelled.

Although there was a lot of blood on the altar, it couldn't help but flow quickly, and it all flowed into the bodies of the thirteen statues through the blood trough.

"Ah, no!"

Amidst the shrill screams, a blond human girl was caught by two vampire men. When she came out a few minutes later, only a piece of shriveled human skin was left.

And similar human skins are as big as a mountain outside the castle. It can be said to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

This is a blood sacrifice and a human sacrifice!

I don’t know how many people were sacrificed and how much blood was contributed. Finally, a statue responded. It was the thirteenth statue at the end, the youngest of the thirteen blood ancestors, the thirteenth.

Boom boom boom!

Streams of blood rushed out from Old Thirteen's Heavenly Spirit Cap, and after a moment it condensed into a huge blood-red vortex, hovering above his head. Bloody lightning exploded in it, and bursts of ghostly cries and howls could be heard.

After a while, the statue erupted into a bloody light, like a bloody magic lamp lighting up. An ancient and powerful will was revealed, as if a demon god was awakening and could come to the world at any time.

At this time, in the Vatican City hundreds of kilometers away, a war was coming to an end.

The Fire Cloud Lion appeared on the scene and swept through all directions with overwhelming force, killing a group of enemies.

Peterson, the eldest son of the Golden Family, was pinned to the ground by its claws and trampled to a pulp.

Its strength is even higher than that of the black-scaled eagle. It steps on flames with its four hooves and can spit fire from its mouth. It is extremely powerful.

Carlos, the old patriarch of the Golden Family, was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do, because he was clearly at a disadvantage in the battle with Xiao Qingtian, and if he was not good, he might have to explain it here today.

The millions of people watching had begun to disperse, fleeing in all directions. It was useless even if the Pope chanted scriptures, and it was useless no matter how much light and rain fell, he could not control such a large crowd.

Because of the melee just now, thousands of innocent people died, and everyone could no longer calm down. Even the fanatical believers started running away.

In the face of life and death, nothing really matters.

A few kilometers away from Vatican City, thousands of tanks, tens of thousands of artillery pieces, and countless missiles were ready to go.

This will be a devastating outpouring of firepower, enough to destroy a medium-sized country, and even God will sweat coldly after seeing it.

And this is just ordinary firepower, the real killer weapon is hidden in invisible places.

"General Wilson, can you tell us what kind of conventional super-killer weapon it is? Let us open our eyes and be mentally prepared."

In the Combined Army Operations Command Room, a group of generals from Western countries surrounded General Wilson, the great empire of the world, like bumpkins.

General Wilson was sitting on the sofa chair with his legs raised on the table, looking lazy. Suddenly he picked up a cigar, and a group of generals rushed to take out lighters.

"Perhaps we can launch a general attack in a few moments, so it doesn't hurt to tell you." General Wilson took a deep breath of his cigar and said calmly.

He snapped his fingers, and the female assistant turned on a projector, and a picture opened in front of the generals.

"This is……?"

"Satellite?"

"Haha, General Wilson, you really know how to joke. What we want to see is a conventional super-killer weapon. Why are you showing us satellites?"

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The female assistant pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were very playful, as if to say: A bunch of bumpkins!

"Generals, take a closer look," the female assistant said.

A group of generals widened their eyes and took a closer look again.

The commander-in-chief of the armed forces of the small Aurora country, General Bowerman, suddenly shrank his pupils, as if he saw something, he was very shocked and surprised.

"Could this be a concept-level space-based kinetic energy weapon system, the rod of God, and a tungsten rod bullet?" General Bowerman said.

"General Bowerman has a keen eye. This is the tungsten rod bomb known as the 'Rod of God'. It is not a nuclear weapon, but it is better than a nuclear weapon." The female assistant nodded and smiled.

Suddenly, all the generals changed their colors!

Tungsten rod bullet, a space-based kinetic energy weapon, a super conventional warfare weapon, launches a metal tungsten rod from space and attacks the target at dozens of times the speed of sound. It can kill gods when gods block it, and ghosts when they can kill ghosts. They are almost indestructible. They are also called tungsten rod bombs. The rod of God.

To tear apart God's heavenly palace and kill the young devil inside, there is no more suitable weapon than the "Rod of God".

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