Versatile Mage: The ancestor of the blood race, the blood demon lord

“My old friend, the Dark Legion you brought back this time is quite powerful.”

As the spatial magic circle unfolded, Morgan also felt some doubts. Why did Lancelot raise so many dark knights?

There are tens of thousands of warrior-level generals, thousands of commander-level generals, and even dozens of monarch-level generals.

If Lancelot were left in the Dark Dimension, who knows what surprises this legion would bring him?

Do you think I'm like you?

"This legion is my lifeblood..."

Looking at the Dark Knight Legion behind him, Lancelot felt extremely proud.

If their knightly order had been this large back then, none of those later events would have happened.

Being trapped in the dark dimension for a hundred years was certainly not a pleasant experience.

But looking at this legion, Lancelot felt that the grievances he had suffered were nothing.

"You've scrimped and saved to train this army; in a way, you're really defying the heavens."

But on the other hand, Lancelot's Dark Legion is really quite good.

After giving a brief comment on Lancelot's Dark Legion, Morgan ignored Lancelot completely.

"Alright, little one, stop looking scared. Your job is to play with my daughter."

Looking at the trembling Apas, did this little guy really think he was interested in her?
Morgan tossed Apas, whom he had brought back, aside and ignored the child.

In any case, as long as Apas doesn't cause any major problems within the Blood Moon Empire, there shouldn't be any major issues.

Compared to Apas's problem, the trouble he faces now is far more serious.

This surprise really left him somewhat at a loss for how to accept it.

Looking at the surprise his maid had brought him, Morgan was momentarily unsure whether to call it a pleasant surprise or a shock.

"You two are much bolder than I imagined. You actually attacked the Sacred Totem White Tiger directly?"

Morgan remembered that the white tiger was hiding on Mount Everest, and that he had only spent one night in Africa.

In such a short time, Tamamo-no-Mae and Sakuya were able to take down Byakko by joining forces?
"It seems that the White Tiger's strength has indeed weakened to a certain extent."

As Morgan approached the White Tiger, he could still hear the weak beating of its heart.

"You two went for the kill?"

Looking at the heavily injured and nearly dead Holy Totem White Tiger, he estimated that the battle would be even more intense than he had imagined.

"My God, don't you want to see what you're saying?"

"This guy is no pushover!"

"If we don't go all out, we might both be the ones who die!"

Hearing Morgan's joke, Tamamo-no-Mae immediately got angry.

She was shoved around by this guy several times, leaving her body covered in marks from the white tiger's claws.

Tamamo-no-Mae expressed that she really disliked this barbaric creature, as fighting it was far too brutal.

"It's certainly not weak, but I feel you might have been careless."

Byakko is indeed powerful, but Tamamo-no-Mae is no weakling either, and Byakko is still seriously injured.

No matter how you look at it, it's more likely that Tamamo-no-Mae was careless.

"If it weren't for Sakuya's help, I probably would have died!!!"

Hearing Morgan's indifferent attitude, Tamamo-no-Mae could not stand it at all.

She almost died!

If it weren't to help Morgan devour the White Tiger faster, why would she have taken the risk?!
"In fact, Tamamo-no-Mae could have dealt with Byakko on her own, but she misjudged Byakko's condition." "Byakko's fighting style was too aggressive, which caused Tamamo-no-Mae to suffer some injuries. If Tamamo-no-Mae had been prepared for battle from the beginning and had continuously launched ranged attacks on Byakko, the battle would have gone very smoothly."

Sakuya tried to defend Tamamo-no-Mae with a few words, but it was less effective than not defending her at all.

"See? I knew it was your problem."

Listening to Sakuya's words, Morgan became even more certain that the problem lay with Tamamo-no-Mae.

"Holy crap, are you two treating me like this?"

Tamamo-no-Mae said she was heartbroken and wouldn't play with those two anymore.

"So, whose idea is this?"

Given Tamamo-no-Mae's personality, she wouldn't go looking for trouble with Byakko.

"Based on my own judgment, Baihu's body is in very poor condition. With my strength, I have a sufficient advantage over Baihu, so I launched an attack on Baihu."

"Then I succeeded. We successfully captured the White Tiger and could erode his will and body at any time."

Listening to her maid's report, Morgan understood her thoughts.

"...The risks are quite high, but it's definitely worth a try."

Morgan was not one to hesitate. After moving the severely injured White Tiger to a safe place, Morgan began to erode the White Tiger's body.

As a sacred totem, the White Tiger possessed an extremely strong will, but unfortunately, his physical injuries were far too severe.

Before his original injuries had fully healed, he was beaten up again by Sakuya and Tamamo-no-Mae.

It's a miracle that this guy didn't die.

"Alright, now it's time for bloodletting and blood exchange."

The best solution is to devour the White Tiger, but if that's done, the resurrected White Tiger won't be as powerful as a peak Lesser Emperor.

"It takes some time to do this, but the rewards are huge."

He created a huge wound on the white tiger, causing it to bleed profusely, while simultaneously transferring his own blood into the white tiger's body to prevent it from dying from blood loss too quickly.

"You...you're a madman."

The White Tiger could sense that its will was being gradually altered, as the power of the dark aura emanating from the other party was terrifying.

This creature isn't from the magical plane; it's from the dark plane.
“You’re already so badly injured, yet you still have the ability to resist me. Your willpower is stronger than I imagined.”

"Unfortunately, the gap between us, both in terms of strength and mentality, is too great."

To avoid any mishaps along the way, Morgan directly used his mental power to shatter the White Tiger's will.

The gap between a peak Lesser Emperor and a Middle Emperor is simply too great, not to mention the severe injuries on the White Tiger's body.

"Is all that's left to do... wait?"

The entire ceremony was arranged, and all that was left was to wait.

"The White Tiger has been dealt with; now we can go and take care of the Vermilion Bird."

Reviving the dead Suzaku shouldn't be a big problem, but it's uncertain whether Mu Nujiao can form a contract with him.

If Mu Nujiao cannot form a contract with Zhuque, then she will have to find another solution.

"Fighting for the server is also an option..."

The Eternal Night Dynasty no longer needs to worry about trivial matters.

"Sakuya, call Makino back to me. It's almost over."

The war between the Eternal Night Dynasty and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons will determine the fate of Europe. (End of Chapter)