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Chapter 117 You will regret it

“My men told me that someone is investigating our presence recently.

Apparently one of us did something stupid and violated the established rules.”

Guetaro did not mention any names.

But the elders all knew clearly who the person who broke the rules was.

Apart from the always daring Deacon Frost, there is probably no other candidate.

“This is extremely dangerous behavior.”

Dissatisfied with Deacon's behavior, an elder present said accusingly:

"Dickon, you know the rules. We can't attract the attention of humans."

"are you serious?"

Deacon calmly took a puff of cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and said contemptuously:
"Those are your rules, not mine."

Although his bloodline is not pure, it was transformed through acquired factors.

But among all the mixed-blood vampires, he is an outlier among outliers. He has just completed the transformation and has mutated into a powerful fighting power.

In terms of single combat, he is no worse than any elder present, and may even be a little stronger.

It is precisely because of this that he has the qualifications to sit at the table today and has the capital to be rebellious.

"Dickon, watch your attitude!"

Gataro said loudly in dissatisfaction: "In order to survive, we must blend in with the crowd and abide by the law, so that we can..."

He had not yet finished his long speech when he was interrupted by impatient Dickon.

"Okay, okay, take back all your nonsense, can you please stop being such a coward?

We are powerful vampires, there is no reason for us to live so humbly.

What we should do is to rule the entire human race, not sign some bullshit covenant with them."

In his view, humans are nothing more than food for his clan of vampires, just like low-level creatures like pigs.

Such a lowly human being has no choice but to be imprisoned by the vampire clan.

And now, not only does Getaro not attack humans, but he also bows down to them. Isn't this a bit anti-Tiangang and a disgrace to them, the vampires?

"You don't understand anything at all!"

Gataro shook his head helplessly and sighed deeply.

Didn't he have the idea of ruling the world? It was just that he couldn't do it.

Compared to the long lifespan of vampires, a mere hundred years of human life is simply negligible.

The powerful racial abilities crush more than one weak human.

But it is precisely this point that has become the biggest limitation of their vampire clan.

The long lifespan and powerful abilities make vampires more inclined to enjoy life rather than strive to develop.

But what they didn't know was that while they were living a life of debauchery, the human society outside was changing with each passing day, and huge changes would occur almost every few years.

During World War II, humans invented a powerful weapon, which they named the atomic bomb.

The infinite light and heat generated by the explosion almost wiped out the entire vampire family in the neon area.

The atomic bomb is really terrifying.

Gataro has a distant cousin in Neon who experienced the earth-shattering explosion that year.

Although his cousin managed to survive the catastrophe, he underwent terrible mutations.

The skin continued to fester, and because of its regenerative ability, the wounds healed, then festered again, repeating the process over and over again.

This torture-like ordeal caused his cousin to lose his former elegance and become more like a monster.

In the end, his cousin would rather be evaporated by the sun, paying the price of his life to end his own suffering. With this painful lesson, the vampire tribe no longer dared to be as high-profile as before, and immediately kept a low profile.

The key point is that in addition to the atomic bomb, other weapons mastered by mankind can also cause great damage to them.

If it weren't for the fact that those high-ranking officials had no use for them, Gataro believed that their vampire race would have been extinct long ago.

He made the matter clear, hoping that Dickon could understand this.

But Deacon's stubbornness was far beyond his imagination.

"You are so long-winded. I have heard your words for hundreds of years. My ears are getting calluses."

Dickon scratched his ears impatiently, stood up, turned around, came behind Gataro and said:

"You are too weak, Gataro. A coward like you should not be our leader."

"Dickon, you're going too far! Don't forget, I'm the leader!"

Gataro slammed his hand on the table, furious.

If he could defeat Deacon, he would have taken action directly.

"What qualifications do you have to speak to me like this? I was born a noble vampire, and every elder here is the same as me. What about you, Deacon Frost?

You are just a half-baked bastard. In other words, you are just a bastard."

"Here we go again, here we go again, the same bloodline argument again."

Dickon was particularly annoyed.

He is stronger than all the elders, but he has to be inferior to others because he is not pure blood and is restricted by his bloodline.

However, this situation will not last long.

As long as he can complete the sacrificial ceremony and ascend to become a god, he can become the purest of pure bloods.

By then, he will not only eliminate all the vampire's weaknesses, but will also no longer be afraid of sunlight and silver bullets.

At the same time, all aspects of his body's abilities will be greatly enhanced, and his regenerative ability will be enhanced to a terrifying level, reaching the ultimate form of immortality!
Dickon had no doubt about the contents of the parchment.

Because according to his investigation, that ancient parchment was once part of the vampire holy book, and the content recorded on it could not be wrong.

That's why he is so confident and declares that he wants to rule over mankind.

Ignoring Gataro's anger, Deacon took a deep drag on his cigarette and blew all the secondhand smoke into Gataro's face.

In front of so many elders, Gataro couldn't get angry, so he suppressed his anger and said:

"Since you are the one who caused this trouble, you have to solve it yourself. I don't care what method you use, you must stop that human from continuing his investigation."

"Don't tell me, old man. I'll take care of it."

With these final words, Deacon turned and left.

He might pay more attention to things like daily activities.

But a mere human being?
Stop joking, it's not worth his concern at all.

Just like pure-blooded vampires look down on hybrid vampires.

Deacon, the vampire, also looks down on humans.

Although human weapons are indeed good, this does not prevent him from discriminating.

This is the self-confidence that is rooted in his bones and the glory bestowed upon him by his blood.

Moreover, once he has achieved immortality, what will all the weapons of mankind mean to him?

Back in the underground secret room, Deacon asked his men to continue their previous work and sent a female vampire around him to deal with the troublesome human.

But what he didn't know was that while he was concentrating on studying the sacrificial ritual, the guy he looked down upon had already taken action.

(End of this chapter)