Chapter 135 Ascension Ceremony (Part 2)

According to the contract of the "Night Mouthpiece", the vampire ascension ceremony has extremely complicated requirements.

In addition to sacrificing 1,674 vampire offspring to the great existence of evil, there must also be seven carefully cultivated offspring who serve the evil monarch and symbolize the seven original sins: pride, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust.

As a master, the vampire needs to "love" these offspring sincerely.

When the ceremony begins, the power and blood in these offspring will flow into the main body and be absorbed by the vampire.

For example, Alexia is a symbol of arrogance.

Duke Brad sent his youngest son, Todd Rackman, to the town of Sger, hoping that he could become a symbol of jealousy in that remote little place and eventually become the perfect food for his ascension ceremony.

However, before he could enjoy this supreme honor, he was turned into a ball of minced meat by Rump in a series of experiments.

"Damn red dragon..."

Thinking of this, Duke Brad gnashed his teeth even more.

"We must find another special derivative to replace Todd, and it is best if it is a spellcaster."

When a vampire ascends, it will not only suck blood, but also absorb all the abilities of the derivative, including the ability to cast spells. That is why he took great pains to train Todd into a mage.

"Spellcaster..."

Duke Brad pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of the vampire derivative that he had caught not long ago. It seemed to be a trickster and had a high affinity with the dark power.

"Isn't this ready-made?"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth - it was a very interesting prey, but now it has fallen into his control.

Duke Brad likes this feeling of being high above and in control of everything. He enjoys the resistance of the prey, especially seeing their faces in despair.

For vampires who have long lost their sense of taste, it is simply sweet and mellow wine.

Duke Brad couldn't help licking his lips.

"Such an unruly human being, watching himself being controlled and reduced to a sacrifice, but unable to resist, this should be an extremely wonderful thing,"

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in the scarlet pupils of Duke Brad, which was hideous and terrifying.

...

"For the great ascension..."

The white stripe in the waves stood in the iron cage, imitating the other irrational blood slaves, repeating in a low voice: "For the great ascension..."

The "rebellious emblem" was secretly hidden under his tongue by him, making it impossible for the guards who searched his whole body to find it.

Looking at the blood mist gradually filling the air and the sacrificial magic circle flashing with dim light in the iron cage, the white stripe in the waves wanted to cry but had no tears, thinking to himself: "Damn, I won't really be sacrificed, right?"

Suddenly, a strong pressure from the blood came.

The blood slaves knelt down one after another, licking the ground like devout fanatics.

The white stripe in the waves also knelt down.

In order to become stronger, he can endure even the humiliation under his crotch.

Isn't it just a kneeling?

I'll bear with it!

But he stole a glance at the uninvited guest.

The man had pale skin, scarlet eyes, and was wearing a gorgeous black robe with gold edges - that was Duke Brad Rackman.

Langli Baitiao was immediately excited and thought to himself: "This old Deng is finally here!"

But Duke Brad's eyes swept over him, which made him lower his head quickly and dare not speak again.

"Very good, the power is still sufficient."

Duke Brad smiled with satisfaction.

He raised his hand gently, and with the sound of flapping wings, hundreds of bats emerged from the darkness, turned into a giant hand, wrapped up Langli Baitiao, and flew out of the iron cage.

And his cloak opened slightly, and his whole body floated up.

Soon, they came to the stone platform where the ceremony was held.

The bats dispersed, and Langli Baitiao's vision was finally not pitch black. He saw the derivatives tied to the stone pillars at a glance, and his eyes widened immediately.

Ordinary people would only feel extremely scared in such an environment, but Langli Baitiao's brain circuit was obviously different, and his focus was also a bit strange.

As a senior pervert, he noticed the Duke's eldest daughter, Alexia Rackman, who was naked and showing her snow-white body.

"Damn, is it such a big deal?"

"And there is no holy light?!"

"No, Langli Baitiao, Langli Baitiao, how can you let beauty blind your eyes."

"You are the man who wants to become the king of the game!"

Thinking of this, he reluctantly retracted his gaze and continued to pretend to be controlled. Fortunately, Duke Brad was still intoxicated by his masterpiece and had not discovered any clues.

However, during this process, he also used his peripheral vision to see Yeno Rackman, who was also tied to the stone pillar. He appeared here as "laziness" among the seven deadly sins.

"It's an eye-sore."

Langli Baitiao sighed in his heart.

Just then, Duke Brad turned his head and looked at Langli Baitiao, with a bloody light flashing in his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Langli Baitiao."

Langli Baitiao answered truthfully.

He was afraid that his disguise would be discovered, and he would be beaten to death by the vampire Duke in front of him before he got anything.

Fortunately, Duke Brad did not find anything unusual, but just raised his mouth and said softly:

"Strange name... But it doesn't matter. From now on, your name is Todd Rackman. You are my youngest son who was exiled to the marginal area. You are madly jealous of your brothers and sisters. Do you understand?"

"Now, ask again, who are you?"

"I am Todd Rackman, your unappreciated youngest son."

"Very good, say it again."

Langli Baitiao obeyed in his body, but in his heart he had already greeted the old vampire's ancestors for eighteen generations. He had seen people who recognized their fathers, but he had never seen anyone recognize his son!

"Who wants to be the son of an old wall lamp like you!"

Langli Baitiao roared in his heart, but he still said obediently: "I am Todd Rackman, your unappreciated youngest son, and I am jealous of my brothers and sisters."

"Very good."

Duke Brad nodded slightly.

He looked at Langli Baitiao like a puppet, stroking his chin, frowning and pondering.

"Just letting this derivative replace Todd's identity doesn't seem to make me feel the emotion of 'love' for it."

Duke Brad is a complete monster, who can forcibly create twisted and perverted "love" to achieve his own goals.

Although he can deliberately guide and control, he can't create emotions at will.

"The body and emotions are inseparable."

"In the eyes of mortals, extreme carnal desires seem to be able to naturally produce love, so..."

Duke Brad looked at the white stripe in the waves again, and the eyes in his scarlet pupils were a little strange, revealing some inexplicable desires.

The white stripe in the waves suddenly felt a chill, and a bad omen emerged in his heart.

Although his face did not change, his heart had already been alarmed.

"Wait, what on earth is this old Biden going to do?!"