Chapter 115 "Flame Demon"

My name is Cole Blaze Nofelle, a [Viscount] from the great [Nofelle Family], fourth generation, pure blood.

Before I came to New York, the [Deacon Family] that was originally responsible for governing this area made a big joke.

Not only did the original direct bloodline, "Victor Deacon", die humiliatingly at the hands of an "ordinary" superhuman, but it also became known to everyone.

Of course, this is not a big deal.

More importantly, "that group of people" seemed to have given up the idea of ​​continuing to cooperate with the [Deacon Family] and contacted our family.

Naturally, the Battle of New York also made us, the "dark night nobles" who were originally hiding in the dark side of human society, aware of the crisis.

The old and decadent ideas are completely incompatible with the current ever-changing world.

If we don't make changes, our blood race will only become samples on the experimental table and livestock raised by humans!

The Battle of New York allowed us to see a brand new world, a "truth" that was originally hidden under the false shell of a peaceful world,

Power!

Only real power can clear all obstacles and dangers!

In order to pursue a stronger power, I volunteered to apply for the family's latest "experimental plan".

I know very well that with my identity and status, I don't need to participate in this kind of project that is still in the stage of experiment.

A large number of low-level blood clans were sent to the "laboratory" hidden underground like goods.

But I prefer to call that place "slaughterhouse" rather than "laboratory".

After consuming a lot of "resources", we finally got the first batch of stable virus serum.

But because the blood concentration of low-level blood clans is low and their self-healing ability is poor, they can't bear the virus serum. Even if they survive by chance, they are accompanied by strong side effects.

Obviously, more noble pure blood and high-level blood clans are needed as carriers of virus serum.

However, there is no doubt that the people of the clan who are deeply resistant to death and cherish their hundreds of years or even longer lifespans,

They naturally cannot accept this experiment with a very high mortality rate and are very resistant.

But I, Cole Blazenofiller!

I've had enough of condescending to become just a small [Viscount]!

For ordinary vampires to advance to higher positions, unless they capture and suck the flesh and blood of powerful individuals, or are given blood essence by high-ranking vampires, the other methods are either time-consuming and laborious, and extremely costly, or pure nonsense.

Without caring about so much, I mustered up my courage. The first vampire in my family who was willing to take the initiative to accept the experiment,

Is he a nobody, or a world-famous person?

This is the answer I gave myself,

I was immersed in a cultivation chamber,

Through the nutrient solution and glass, I saw dozens of thick and long metal needles deeply piercing my limbs and spine,

Accompanied by severe pain, the liquid in the test tube, like lava flowing, was injected into my body,

The scorching breath rushed in my body, and the high temperature "burned" me from the inside out,

The nutrient solution was boiling, and bubbles were bubbling.

My whole body was red, my skin had long been burnt, revealing traces of blood red, and the exposed tendons and blood vessels seemed to be flowing with hot lava,

But with my own strong recovery ability, my flesh and blood continued to burn and erode, and then regenerate and repair again, and so on.

"Boom--"

Until the intense high temperature directly caused the incubator to explode, after a deafening explosion,

Only my body was left, dying, with a burnt body.

Those "scientific lunatics" wearing research suits, with surprised faces and flashes of enthusiasm and surprise in their eyes surrounded me.

I was almost losing consciousness, and I vaguely heard their whispers,

"The experiment seems to be successful... The first individual that has stabilized..."

"Report to the superior... Prepare to execute against that damn... ..."

"The one under the sea of ​​​​Sakura Country..."

When I opened my eyes again and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, I smiled, because I knew that

I survived successfully. Among the thirteen experimental subjects who were injected with serum with me, I was the only one who survived successfully.

I stretched out my hand, and the red light flowed under my skin, and the scorching breath gushed out.

The tyrannical power transmitted from my limbs and bones fascinated me.

Gently holding the solid steel pipe as thick as my forearm, a fiery light lit up in my palm and gradually spread.

At this moment, I was like the legendary demon who wielded fire. The hard steel melted in my hands and became a pool of red molten iron.

The flames rolled between my palms, like my surroundings.

And, relying on my own "evolved" body, my regeneration and recovery ability can be called terrifying.

Unlike those defective products,

I am invincible.

There is no doubt that I have gained power far beyond everything I had before.

I bet right.

Soon, I was given a new name: Cole Blazenofele,

Codename: Flame Demon.

…

On the streets of Blake Street, which had been reduced to ruins and engulfed by fire,

A tattered corpse lying on the ground, with its bones exposed, was trembling slightly, and there was still a burning flame on its body.

The originally charred and broken body was growing and proliferating fresh flesh and blood.

Kolblaze slowly supported himself and stood up.

At this moment, his appearance had not yet recovered completely, and his bloody body made people feel malicious.

He stuffed the shriveled eyeballs that were pulled out of the eye sockets back into the eye sockets, and his vision gradually became clear.

Kolblaze reached out and knocked on his head.

His skull had been replaced with a highly integrated "core" made of hard alloy.

This was the latest technology from the organization, which could ensure that the core of Colblaze would not be completely destroyed, leading to "complete death".

It was also a control hub to prevent betrayal while having a built-in positioning connection device.

"Mission accomplished,"

Kolblaze muttered to himself, and was about to leave the ruins. Suddenly, he stopped,

because he saw an Asian man with a "kind smile" slowly walking out of the shadows not far away.

Link's cold voice without a trace of warmth resounded in Colblaze's ears,

"I still think that you vampires are a little too urbanized..."

"I hope you can try your best to please me."