Chapter 166: The Bloodline Is in Panic

"..."

Looking at the screen on the phone, the man's forehead oozed fine beads of sweat.

"Sir, please, let us go!"

"Woo woo..."

"I'm not a criminal!"

In the past, this kind of crying would make the man extremely disgusted. He would twist their heads and suck their blood. The most fundamental thing was to enjoy their fear. He was extremely intoxicated by this feeling of being high above and controlling the life and death of others, just like he was once controlled by others.

But now, looking at these crying KTV service staff, the violence in his heart has long been dispersed. The live broadcast screen on the phone made him feel heartbroken, and the arrogance bred by the extraordinary powerful power also retreated instantly.

He is a fourth-generation blood descendant, following the great second-generation blood descendant Fasuo. As the ancestor lifted the limit on the number of blood descendants, the third-generation blood descendant who was once at the end also has the function of transforming others into vampires.

In order to further expand his power and find the criminal organization hidden in the deepest part of Gotham, the Court of Owls, the third generation of blood descendants belonging to Faso transformed him into a blood descendant when he happened to be bullied.

For him, transformation is simply a gift from God. He has loved fighting since he was a child. After being transformed into a vampire, he enjoyed the stimulation brought by powerful strength and unparalleled speed. He killed his opponents for many years without hesitation and cleared his many creditors caused by gambling.

Even if those damn guys called the police, those policemen who were incompetent in his eyes but needed to be avoided hung up the phone in a panic. He knew that his time had come.

Vampire? How many people dream of an identity?

On the surface, he obeyed the orders given by the transformer, but in fact he had been traveling in a series of entertainment venues such as bars and KTVs, enjoying the treatment that could be called a god.

Today, he came to this bar, and the boss who usually flattered him finally revealed his purpose. He didn't expect that this guy who didn't know how to raise a hand actually wanted so much!

He wanted me to turn him into a vampire?

Ridiculous, a dirty guy, a lowly ant, a pathetic blood-eater, actually wanted to become a life as powerful as me?

The man sucked the blood of this man who had been trying to please him for the past month without hesitation. Seeing the KTV owner's men kneeling down and begging for mercy, not daring to resist, he was so excited that he forgot everything.

Just as he was thinking about how to suck the blood of these men and women in a fancy way, a call came in. Looking at the message mark on the communicator, the man finally put away his contempt and arrogance and checked the message with a trace of awe.

The message was broadcast by the legendary second-generation blood descendant Faso. He ordered all his blood descendants to enter a strange live broadcast room to let all blood descendants appreciate the style of the ancestor.

The legendary ancestor, the source of all vampires!

With curiosity and great respect, the man also entered the live broadcast room. At first, when he saw the famous Batman in Gotham, he couldn't help but be a little shocked, but then the style of the painting suddenly changed. The dark knight who was once so arrogant that all criminals were terrified was suppressed by three vampires without any ability to fight back. Looking at such a picture, the terrible image of Batman in his heart was instantly shattered.

Seeing that Batman seemed to have no resistance and was about to die in the hands of vampires, he couldn't help laughing, because he was a vampire, and infinite pride emerged in his heart, and even imagined who else in the world could stop him? The situation changed again.

"Why does the speaker of the Judgment Council want to kill vampires who also belong to the Judgment Council!"

The man wailed in disbelief, watching the three vampires unable to fight back in front of the burly figure, he felt fear in his heart. Putting himself in their shoes, his skills seemed to be no match for the three criminals of the Mask Society.

By the way, I am also a member of the Judgment Council. As long as I don't go against the people of the organization, how can I encounter such a terrible thing?

Moreover, these guys are members of the notorious Mask Society. Oh my god, which high-level vampire transformed them into blood descendants?

The man kept comforting himself and calming his beating heart. Looking at the criminals of the Mask Society who turned into ants again in front of the War Knight on the screen, he couldn't help but mutter: "How dare these guys? They are hopelessly stupid. What is the status of the Lord War Knight? That is the same status as the great ancestor. It is said that he is one of the twelve chairmen of the Judgment Council. These guys don't kneel down and beg for mercy, and they dare to attack actively. They deserve to die!"

As the incident developed, bats fell from the sky. The picture of the high-level vampire being caught by the War Knight by the Blood God himself made the man's heart pound.

There is no doubt that this high-level vampire transformed criminals who should not be transformed, and seemed to be in cahoots with them. Such behavior has run counter to the will of the Blood God. He suddenly thought whether some of his behaviors were similar to those of criminals?

No, he seemed to be a criminal as well. He was somewhat awakened and was nervously following the development of the situation. He had a faint fantasy in his heart. He hoped that the great Blood God would show some leniency to the blood descendants who were like his descendants, and even directly conflict with the War Knight.

But soon, his fantasy was shattered. The Blood God seemed to have some dissatisfaction with the War Knight. However, He twisted off the head of the high-level blood descendants and crushed it directly. This bloody and horrible scene instantly made him feel cold all over, and sweat could not stop oozing from his forehead!

He seemed to see the scene of his crime being exposed and the Blood God personally running over to kill him on the spot.

"Gurgle..."

He swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

The sound of swallowing made the bar staff kneeling on the ground wail even more. They were worried that the vampire in front of them who had just sucked all the blood of their boss would be thirsty again.

The howling was particularly loud. In this atmosphere, the man was filled with anxiety and fear. His scarlet eyes stared at the people who dared not escape below, and then looked at the other guests who were attracted by the huge crying at the door of the luxurious VIP room.

"Shut up!"

Accompanied by a hoarse roar in his throat, the man shouted, and the howling stopped abruptly. Everyone looked at the man who stood up from the sofa with fear in their eyes.

At this moment, the man was hesitant. He was thinking whether he should suck the blood of these people. He was worried that they would spread his evil deeds, but if he killed all these guys at once, this horrific thing would definitely be exposed, and he would definitely be exposed at that time.

"Damn it! Why? Why is God so harsh on me?"

The man did not dare to express his dissatisfaction with the Blood God. After the Blood God appeared in this world, he could feel the huge will coming from a certain direction all the time. This strong will made it impossible for him to resist. He could only be in awe and did not dare to have a trace of disobedience.

At the same time, many vampires hiding in the darkness also had ups and downs in their hearts, with awe, admiration, and fear.

Many vampires like this man, whose original unscrupulous mentality had changed, no longer dared to cross the red line and the moral bottom line at will.

In a luxurious hotel in Gotham, Fasuo subconsciously moved away from the big waves of blonde hair approaching him. His expression was a little awed, and a grand voice that seemed to represent everything sounded in his mind.

"Eliminate the evil!"

The short language made Fasuo understand the meaning instantly.

The ancestor wanted to eliminate the criminals hidden among the vampires?

His eyes were like lightning, and the three third-generation blood descendants waiting on the side stood up from the sofa with serious eyes and waited for his order.

"Is there any problem with the blood descendants you spread out? It seems that there are some scums among us!"

Fasso scolded in a deep voice, and the faces of the three third-generation blood descendants showed panic, and one by one reported the situation of their recent transformation of blood descendants.

"Don't let any of the blood descendants go. Gather them all. If you encounter any who are doing evil, kill them on the spot!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the three blood descendants who turned into afterimages and jumped out of the window, Fasuo felt a little relieved. At the same time, he also corrected his position in his heart. Recently, he seemed to have forgotten his own thoughts, but fortunately, he had not made any big mistakes.

"Mr. Fasuo, why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

The blonde woman couldn't help but lean over again, with a hint of coquettishness in her eyes, and a strange color flashed across her.

"Some people have obtained power that they should not have, become reckless, and betrayed the oath of justice. They will all be destroyed under the will of the ancestors!"

Fasso said in a deep voice. He did not deliberately hide the woman in front of him. For him, the identity of a vampire is the supreme honor. He is not a criminal in the sewer. What is there to hide?

Moreover, the woman in front of him was a little strange. He seemed unable to feel angry and hate this woman, and a series of negative emotions. Of course, he was kept in the dark about all this. Subconsciously, he seemed to have regarded this poor woman as his own, and even had the idea of ​​recommending her to the ancestor as a new high-level blood descendant.

"Ha, there are also criminal vampires? That's really terrible. If these guys become unscrupulous, humans will suffer a catastrophe. After all, you all feed on blood!"

The woman showed a horrified expression, but her eyes were looking at a jasmine flower placed on the coffee table, and the fresh fragrance of the flower filled the room.

"Oh, don't worry, with the great ancestor here, all vampires will be messengers of justice and will always implement this only concept!"

Fasso said firmly, and a figure hidden deep in his heart flashed through his mind.

Except for that guy...