Chapter 650 Fighting for Hegemony

The banquet of the upper echelon of the blood clan was full of debauchery and depravity.

No one knew that after the banquet was over, that Grand Duke Dracula, who was at the top of the throne and looked like a demon king, did not play some indescribable games with the female descendants as usual, but came to the study.

This is Dracula's forbidden place, and any offending vampire will have only one end - to be burned at the stake and burned alive!

Compared with the reckless Caesar, Dracula claimed to be a wise man, and even gathered wise descendants, specially wrote a set of text for vampires, and made books to carry everything.

At this time, Dracula put down his wine glass, stroked the handle of a wooden chair, and twisted the chassis.

Click! Click!

A secret door emerges, revealing a downward staircase.

Holding the oil lamp, he walked down in silence.

This secret room is small, empty on all sides, and there is only a statue of a man standing in the center.

"God? Master? Or some indescribably great existence... You made me, but I have many questions, and I want you to answer them in person..."

Duke Dracula murmured.

Although he has already ruled half of the continent, he will never forget the scene when he was just reborn, and that young face.

"If you are a god...the hatred inscribed in my blood is the mission you entrusted to me, and I will complete it and destroy those damned werewolves!"

Dracula knelt down on the ground, like a devout believer, praying.

The statue is neither sad nor happy, and on the cheek that looks like Fang Yuan, the indifferent gaze is projected down, as if overlooking all living beings.

...

In the Continent of Light and Darkness, in the 72nd year of the Blood Era, under the leadership of Dracula, the vampires completed the reform of the system, established a strict hierarchy, and built themselves into a sophisticated war machine.

In seventy-three years, the blood wolf war broke out!

On the plain, more than tens of thousands of vampires and werewolves gathered, and the scene looked very spectacular.

At this time, Grand Duke Dracula was riding a giant beast, wearing thick armor.

Mining and smelting are also skills that vampires have explored.

At this time, the 50,000 vampire army under his command was fully armed, not only wearing full-body armor such as chain mail and knight plate armor, but also had exquisite swords and weapons.

In comparison, although the werewolves on the opposite side had collected 70,000 to 80,000 in a mess, it was full of barbaric taste no matter how you looked at it.

Fang Yuan, who was watching the battle from above the clouds, saw this scene, but couldn't help thinking of the confrontation between knights and barbarians in the Middle Ages.

"Ho Ho!"

Under the crotch of the vampire knights, ferocious beasts roared, some of them were also wearing iron armor, which looked like steel fortresses.

This is Dracula trying to tame and breed smaller offspring after catching some giant beasts.

After cultivation, this kind of camel beast was obtained, which is not only powerful, but also has sharp claws and fangs, which can tear raw meat.

As a cavalry mount, it can definitely throw the horse away by eight streets.

"Ho Ho!"

At this time, a wolf howl suddenly came from the werewolf camp.

"Wow!"

The voice was high-pitched, with an indescribable agitation.

Almost all werewolves, after hearing the whistling sound, their eyes turned red involuntarily, and they turned into upright werewolf forms, roaring.

Group madness technique!

The werewolf's blood talent, with the strength of a vampire, has been suppressed and beaten by werewolves, but it is far inferior in individual combat.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Amidst the howling of wolves one after another, many werewolves used their hands and feet together to launch a charge.

"Pass down the order and send troops!"

Dracula watched this scene quietly, drew out his long sword and swung it.

After the herald's hysterical roar was transmitted to the ears of every vampire knight through blood magic, all the cavalry rushed out immediately.

Rumble!

They charged forward without hesitation, the speed became faster and faster, and finally even turned into a torrent of steel.

boom!

The two teams collided hard.

The werewolves were horrified to find that the sharp claws they were usually proud of, when facing the steel armor, at most left a deep scratch, which could not hurt the vampire protected inside.

However, with just this dazed effort, the steel behemoths roared and directly crushed them, leaving behind a place of blood and mud.

Even the strength of the werewolf is simply incomparable with the offspring of the giant beast!

"This is the power of the system, the power of iron and blood..."

Dracula looked at this scene with a smile: "Early before the war, I issued an order that those who have made meritorious deeds in this battle will increase their fiefs, and the first merit will be rewarded!"

Although the blood concentration of the vampires is fixed, for his ancestor, as long as he is not a second or third generation vampire, it is very simple to raise the rank of a few vampires, a drop of blood is enough.

But this is enough to arouse the enthusiasm of all blood races.

In front of the army of vampires with strict military discipline, excellent equipment, great rewards, and boosted morale, the werewolves who were still in the era of wild tribes suddenly suffered.

It was just a charge, and the bravest wave of werewolves were all wiped out, and more werewolves screamed in terror and chose to flee the battlefield.

This act of escaping not only pushed the other werewolves into an irreversible abyss, but also easily exposed their backs to the enemy.

During the pursuit, the vampire knights achieved ten times the previous victory at the smallest cost.

"Kill Caesar!"

"Kill Caesar!"

Seeing that the victory was decided, Dracula couldn't help but a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

"Kill Caesar!"

Many vampire knights roared wildly and charged towards the werewolf core.

"Wow!"

There was a mournful roar.

Dracula clearly saw that a giant wolf with pure white fur emerged, with a golden mark on its forehead, like a king, tore apart several vampire knights and fled the battlefield quickly.

'Caesar... my old enemy, you surpassed me on the path of personal excellence, but to no avail...'

The Grand Duke who saw this scene whispered secretly.

As the sun went down, the vampires set up their tents and happily counted the results of the battle.

"In this battle, we directly killed 20,000 werewolf warriors, captured 30,000, and turned the largest werewolf royal court into wild dogs!"

Dracula was drinking the blood of the werewolf, and suddenly knocked on the table, his voice became low and low: "But Caesar ran away, I have to admit that this old opponent has an intuition that ordinary people can't imagine, as long as he delays for a while, I and the blood elder The regiment will launch blood magic and completely trap it to death!"

"Now, the entire continent is definitely ours, but the struggle against werewolves will continue. Therefore, I decided...to degrade all captured werewolves into slaves. We need them to mine and smelt noble blood...even Become a warrior of our blood clan!"

Dracula patted the table: "Of course, this is not a one-day effort, it requires long-term training, but we have to show the patience we had when we tamed the giant beast!"

"What?"

"Leave those werewolves?"

"Even just as slaves, they're too cheap!"

As imagined, this proposal immediately caused a storm among the vampire nobles.

Even though they are all high-ranking bloodlines and can slightly restrain the hatred in their bloodlines, they still can't suppress that nature.

"If Caesar has given the head, I will definitely kill the werewolves and let these bastards disappear in this world..."

Dracula said slowly: "But the key now... is that Caesar has fled. As long as there is a werewolf, the werewolves will not be cut off. Therefore...we must change the method. Every blood race is precious. Let the wolf Let the people kill each other! This is my decision!"

Taking out the authority of the Grand Duke of the Blood Race, this decision was finally implemented.

Those 30,000 werewolves captured will be reduced to slaves, and even put on special chains and shackles, which can restrain their ability to turn into wolves.

They will serve the nobles in the form of humans, undertake all the hard labor, and even be the providers of blood.

...

"Count Catherine!"

In the barracks, many werewolves were locked together, and the smell was very unpleasant.

A lady in a high-end evening dress walked in step by step, looking at one cage after another.

The guarding blood guard immediately bowed and saluted: "You are here, why are you here?"

"By the Grand Duke's order, I will choose some slaves for myself!"

Catherine smiled coquettishly: "I need at least a thousand werewolves to mine the iron mines in my territory, and... I also need to find some fun for myself."

As she spoke, she stopped in front of a cage and looked at the werewolf inside.

At this time, the other party has completely de-wolfized and turned into a human teenager.

The golden curly hair and blue eyes made the Countess' eyes shine, and she licked her scarlet lips: "Is this just a young wolf?"

"Yes, from the werewolf's point of view, it is indeed just a juvenile, but it is very vicious. It injured several of our knights. In order to calm him down, we even had to cast spells!"

"Okay, I want him."

Catherine laughed, her boots stuck into the cage, and she picked the boy's chin: "What's your name... Forget it! It doesn't matter what you were called before. From today onwards, you are my slave—Cisse! "

"Ho Ho!"

There was a fierce light in the boy's eyes, struggling as if he wanted to bite someone.

"Hehe... I can't let you bite me!"

The countess smiled coquettishly and retracted her jade feet: "In the future, I will 'love' you well."

"grown ups?"

The few blood guards next to him suddenly looked a little dazed.

"Get him a slave collar with Cisse's name on it!"

Catherine returned to her cold and arrogant expression: "In addition, plus his master's name, from now on, he belongs to my property, understand?"

"Obey!"

Several vampires answered loudly.

And the young werewolf in the cage is still ignorant, not knowing that his fate has been changed.