Chapter 248: Bloody Dinner!

Alice was already dumbfounded, because she saw a scene that she would never dream of.

The vampire was holding a mithril weapon, but was not affected at all?

Are you kidding?

Why is this so? This is all thanks to 008's latest evolution.

The ability called the Philosopher's Stone allows him to understand mithril, analyze mithril, adapt himself to mithril, and no longer be afraid of mithril!

And it's not just mithril, 008 will soon be able to analyze antibodies to ultraviolet rays, and then even sunlight will be a joke.

This is the terrifying part of his new ability, and the fastest way to analyze it is to be attacked in person!

For example, if 008 is exposed to the sun all the time, the progress of the analysis will be infinitely accelerated!

Just based on this point, Alice has been convinced.

He is right, 008 is a vampire without weaknesses, stronger than her!

"Please... let me... become like you, I am willing to pay any price."

Alice knelt down on one knee as she spoke, one True Ancestor surrendered to another True Ancestor, which can be said to be unprecedented.

But just as 008 wished, he turned the vampire into a vampire, and let her blood clan forces in this world work for 008.

It was like someone helped to prepare the wedding dress, waiting for him to take over.

008 stretched out his hand to lift Alice's chin, looking at her blood-red pupils, 008's blood-red pupils flashed.

The red light shone, and Alice's true appearance was revealed!

She looked very ugly, with pointed ears and skin as pale as the color of a dead person, not like a human at all.

Vampires in this world seem to be like this, and any beauty and gorgeousness are disguises.

Ugly.

Blood light lit up at the heart of 008's chest, and his palm was placed on Alice's head, and the transformation began.

This is not an ordinary transformation ritual, but an equivalent transformation and reconstruction.

Alice's body was dissolved into blood, and her muscles and bones were drawn into silk threads and began to reconstruct together!

This transformation process took less than three minutes.

The extracted substances gathered together again and formed a human face. It was no longer as ugly as before, but had a beautiful appearance in the true sense.

Alice completed her rebirth, which surprised and delighted her!

She felt her powerful strength at the moment. She could control blood without magic, without cultivation, without precipitation, and was in the best state since birth!

At this moment, Alice felt that the magic she had practiced for many years was a joke.

What she had practiced for a lifetime was something that others were born with.

But this undoubtedly shows the power of the person behind 008.

He can create such a perfect blood clan. He is a god, or even above the gods. Alice now believes it!

"You just said that you are willing to do anything, right?"

Alice lowered her head, "Yes, I am willing to do anything."

008 raised his hand and pointed to the house. A man was hung upside down on the ceiling.

He is the owner of this manor, a duke, and now he has become a blood clan.

There was a hole in his head, and blood kept flowing out of it, filling the cup below bit by bit.

"Let the nobles and kings in the kingdom drink this blood wine."

Alice walked into the house, and the scene in front of her made her pupils dilate!

There was not only a duke hanging on the ceiling, but also nearly a hundred nobles who were transformed into vampires. They were all hanging upside down, bleeding from their heads!

And there were densely packed cups below, all of which were filled with blood-like viscous liquid!

This was such a hateful and terrifying scene. Alice, as a true ancestor, had never seen such a scene.

Viscous blood flowed down, and the beams were full of hideous corpses!

If there is a hell in this world, it must be here!

"Can I ask you one last time, what is the purpose of doing this?"

"For the sake of ruling?"

The true ancestor came over from behind her, "Madam, I brought you a valuable survival knowledge from a distant alien world."

"Don't be curious."

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External threats are never real dangers.

The fortresses all collapsed from within. No matter how powerful the Frost King's army was, as long as he could not defeat the Holy Sword Achilles, he could not destroy the Aaron Empire.

However, if the Aaron Empire was rotten inside, no matter how many Achilles there were, they would be powerless to save it.

Achilles received a request from the church, hoping that he could deal with the Frost King.

He heard that the incident had become very serious and the scale had developed to a very terrifying level, so he had to take action.

And the scale was even larger and more terrifying than he had imagined.

After he dealt with the wights in the Golden City with some soldiers and church personnel, he began to pursue the source of all this, the Frost King.

They chased all the way to the North, to the wasteland outside the North.

Because of the concerns about what was under the endless wasteland, Achilles did not continue to chase, and intercepted the White Walkers here.

When the Frost King first came here, he appeared in this wasteland.

He didn't know what was under this wasteland, but Achilles knew that there was a sleeping ancient god under it.

That was an existence even older than his grandfather's grandfather.

Achilles was not sure whether he could defeat it, but he did not need to fight.

He should avoid fighting the ancient gods as much as possible, after all, none of them were easy to mess with.

"Let's stop here, open the defense line, and don't let those things cross the northern border."

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At the other end, in the endless wasteland.

Frost King sat on the throne of ice and fell into deep thought. He was thinking about how to deal with the holy sword.

First of all, it is known that the opponent's combat power must exceed the fourth level.

But according to the logic of this world, no matter how strong his attack is, his body and defense must not be too strong.

Frost King's logic is actually correct. Achilles's body must not be strong.

He relies on the winged horse to make up for his speed. His own speed does not seem to be that fast.

And Frost King did not feel how strong his body was. It might be about the same as the fourth-level body.

Of course, it is possible to be a little worse.

But there is one tricky thing. Achilles has a layer of something similar to body protection magic on his body.

That defense is very high, at least Frost King can't break it.

The wasteland in front of him is already full of snow, and it is no longer the same as when he first came.

When he first came, there were animal and human bones everywhere.

The surroundings were desolate. Although not like a desert, there was almost no grass and the soil was dry.

There was only this mountain within a hundred miles.

Frost King kicked the skeleton at his feet away, but he didn't expect that two balls of green flames suddenly flashed in the pupils of the skeleton!

"Ahem, my friend, you seem to be in trouble. Do you need help?"

Frost King looked at the skull in front of him. The voice came from the skeleton.

"What are you talking about?"

I couldn't understand it at all.

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