I Became a Progenitor Vampire

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After leaving the Magic Industrial Research Institute, Li De went straight to the square.

At this time, the black dragon, who was stunned by the withered bones, has woken up and is looking around, hoping to find the withered bones to spray each other with for 300 rounds.

But Dry Bones has returned victoriously, and happily goes back to its lair to sleep.

There was only an endless stream of people left in Moonlight Square, crowding around the black dragon. They were all curious about the legendary life of the black dragon.

Soldiers maintaining order set up a cordon around the black dragon, allowing the crowd to visit from a distance.

If you get too close, the dragon's power will be too strong and most people won't be able to bear it.

When the surrounding residents saw Li De appearing in the square, they immediately caused a huge sensation.

Because they often go out, most believers rarely see Li De once a year. As the City of Dawn grows stronger, residents become more and more enthusiastic about Li De's belief. There are no more ordinary believers in the entire city. Some are devout believers.

So after capturing the dragon, he appeared in front of the crowd again, and the scene immediately exploded.

The crowd bowed and saluted in unison like cutting wheat. Tens of thousands of people did this at the same time. The scene looked quite shocking.

"Good day, Your Majesty the Great Cachar."

"Your humble followers welcome you..."

"Praise be to you, Lord of the Dawn, brighter than the sun!"

"We survive because of you, and your light will always shine in my heart..."

Li De's eyes were indifferent when he saw this, and he didn't have much fluctuation in his heart. After asking the crowd to excuse themselves, he went straight to the black dragon under the enthusiastic gaze of the residents.

The power of the black dragon, isolated by the bubble, has been completely blocked, and it is even softer than a soft-footed shrimp.

Seeing the appearance of the earth, anger suddenly rose.

"Where is that lowly bone dragon? Let him come out to meet the great black dragon master! Don't think that hiding can hide your loser nature..."

This black dragon had quite a bit of a quarrel and lost it. The more he thought about it, the angrier it became. He directed himself, thinking that he would definitely have a better attitude in the next quarrel.

Li De had a dark look on his face. His loss just now wasn't bad enough, was it?

Too lazy to pay attention to him, he looked at the twelve magic scrolls on the other person's head.

His eyes were full of curiosity.

This is an artifact that seals the power of hell and the power of the Lord of Nine Hells.

When I was exploring the underground world before, because the magic scroll was connected to the soul of the black dragon, I couldn't see the attributes.

However, things seem to have changed now.

With a thought in his mind, spiritual power began to flow out, and after a while, his face showed a bit of joy.

He could feel that the magic scroll seemed to be less closely connected with the black dragon...

With a bit of experimentation in mind, I opened the properties panel.

Twelve Magic Scrolls - Purgatory Scroll (Sequence 7)

Quality: Advanced Artifact (Special)

Condition: Minor damage

Characteristics: 1. It is sealed with a high-level forbidden spell - the Doomsday Flame, which can be released every 10 seconds. Each casting requires 100,000 human souls.

2. Dark Resurrection, the holder will receive energy infusion every 10 seconds, which can restore corresponding injuries. Each cast consumes 50,000 human souls.

3. Devouring seal, which can swallow the surrounding souls and seal them in the scroll.

4: Sealed (requires 10 million human souls to open)

5: Sealed (requires special hell energy to open)

Number of souls owned: 1.26 million

Introduction: A special artifact that seals the power of hell. To activate its original power, a large number of souls are needed. According to legend, by gathering twelve magic scrolls, you will obtain the sealed power of hell.

After reading the attributes, Li De took a breath.

This piece of equipment is both powerful and evil to the extreme.

Each cast of these two skills requires the consumption of a soul, and it must be a human soul.

In other words, if you want to use this artifact, you must kill humans.

"It's so painful. Those are all Bai Huahua's followers. Who would be willing to massacre them if they have nothing to do?"

What god would destroy his own foundation...

It is indeed the equipment of the Lord of Nine Hells, and the style is indeed dark enough.

It doesn't seem wrong when you think about it. Hell doesn't need human faith, so it naturally regards humans as food.

Now I can see the attributes of the equipment, does it mean...

Li De reached out to the sea god who had been stationed beside him and gestured to open the bubble. The other party immediately understood and after a moment of meditation, he directly cast the spell. A hole as high as a person's height was revealed on the bubble.

Li De smiled slightly when he saw this, and snapped his fingers.

A magic shield instantly enveloped the bubble.

After the second snap of fingers, the mage's hand appeared out of thin air and slowly reached into the bubble. Under the horrified gaze of the black dragon, he pulled out the bloody magic scroll from his head.

Feeling that the artifact belonging to him had left his body, Black Dragon suddenly wanted to stand up and take it back, but because his power was blocked and he was seriously injured, he could do nothing except yelling and cursing Li De.

Moreover, Li De had the foresight to use a magic shield to block the sounds near the black dragon. He could not hear the other party's curses at all, and the black dragon could only curse to himself.

After realizing that he couldn't even curse, Heilong was so angry that he vomited blood again and fainted with a pop.

The magic scroll stained with dragon's blood was lifted by the mage's hand and quickly swallowed the dragon's blood, then returned to its normal appearance.

After Li De reached out to take the scroll, he dismissed the mage's hand and began to carefully look at this amazing artifact.

The magic scroll is all red, and it feels like coarse cloth when held in the hand, with obvious graininess.

After unfolding, it is about thirty centimeters long and fifteen centimeters wide. It is engraved with extremely twisted hell inscriptions and appears in an irregular arrangement.

Even with Li De's mental strength, he felt dizzy after just one glance, as if countless demons were rushing out of the scroll to devour his soul.

There are two obvious gaps in the upper right corner, which look like they have been torn off.

With a thought in his mind, Li De took out the fragment of the artifact presented to him by the goblin from his arms, and slowly glued it to the purgatory scroll.

The moment the artifact fragments were glued together, a burst of red light flashed from the Purgatory Scroll. The two fragments softened directly like a source of water and were then pasted together without any gaps.

After filling the gap in itself, the Purgatory Scroll glowed brightly, and the temperature of the surrounding air directly rose by more than ten degrees, and it immediately became hot.

The Black Dragon, who had just been stunned, sensed the movement in the outside world and woke up slowly, but the first thing he saw was the completed artifact in Li De's hand.

Jealousy, unwillingness, resentment, disbelief, anger, countless emotions surged into my heart.

The giant dragon's eyes widened and he began to brew countless curse words. Finally, before he could even speak, he became so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood and fainted again.

After a while, the light of the completed Hell Scroll dissipated, and Li De checked its attributes again, but to his surprise, the scroll did not change at all.

Shaking his head, these two fragments were completely scrappy. They didn't even have an inscription on hell. They didn't affect the main body at all. They wouldn't delay their use even if they didn't make up for it. It was a miscalculation.

But no matter what, I have finally got this high-level artifact. Even if I don’t need to hold it in my hand, it’s still great.

And maybe in the future, the other twelve magic scrolls can be gathered together. Then, like gathering the fragments of the Fate Slate, it may be possible to summon the dragon and become a being comparable to the Lord of Nine Hells.

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Green City.

Viscount Bernard sat in front of a round table covered with white tablecloth, slowly enjoying more than ten delicacies on the table with a golden knife and fork.

In this luxurious hall, more than a dozen nobles in luxurious clothes stood aside and waited respectfully, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

Sitting opposite Viscount Bernard was the eight-armed snake demon Roy. This high-level demon of the abyss was chewing a bloody heart in his hand. The sound of crunching plasma filled the originally good atmosphere in the room with terror.

Those nobles did not even dare to look at the eight-armed snake demon, and waited tremblingly for the master here to speak.

Viscount Bernard turned a blind eye to the blood of the eight-armed snake demon Roy, slowly enjoyed the food on the table, and finally stood up slowly with a crystal glass filled with half a glass of red wine.

Shake the wine glass slightly with your hand. The red liquid rotates slightly in the glass. Drops of water hang on the wall of the glass, and then slowly slide down, leaving faint marks.

The elegant Viscount Bernard looked at the dozen nobles in the room with a smile and said in a gentle tone.

"Dear nobles, do you know the purpose of calling you here today?..."

An old nobleman in his early sixties, with gray hair but a straight back, stood up and said in a dull tone.

"Viscount Bernard, is it the Green City army you mentioned to us last time? I promise you that as long as His Majesty Iroh is killed, there will be no problems with the army."

"No, I'm not worried about the military..."

"Then what do you plan to do...?" The nobles in the room were a little confused, wondering what the devil lord's apostle wanted to do.

In fact, after the night when Viscount Bernard agreed to resist Iroh, many nobles had already backed down, feeling very uneasy at the thought of cooperating with the devil.

But on the next day, the corpses of those nobles who wanted to withdraw from the plan were hanged at the door of their homes, and no one dared to raise the issue of withdrawing.

Everyone knows that they have no way out...

Even if they went to report to His Majesty Yiluo now, they would not be able to survive the next day. They would not be able to resist the devil's hunt.

In this case, it is better to go all the way to the dark side. Maybe by overthrowing Iroh Crown, they can regain control of Green City as the other party originally promised.

Thinking that their power had been ruthlessly deprived of their power by Yiluo Mian, the resentment in their hearts could not be calmed down at all.

Viscount Bernard smiled, "You are all smart people, and I like to deal with smart people.

Among all the nobles, your family's interests are the ones that have suffered the most.

This time, I will give you a rare opportunity. As long as you complete the task, your family will become the most powerful family in Green City.

I will give you more noble power than before! "

These nobles are all bright-eyed. What are they doing in cooperation with the devil? Isn't it just to take back the power that should originally belong to them?

He spoke quickly.

"Please tell me?"

"I am willing to obey your orders."

Seeing how obedient these people were, Viscount Bernard put a bright smile on his lips.

"I want you to use your current information channels to pass on the news that the fragments of the Fate Slate will be born in Green City in one month..."

What? !

The nobles in the room were all shocked. Fragments of the tablet of destiny? ?

The only artifact the Sun Goddess said was the only way to counteract the power of the past? ?

There was a deathly silence in the room, and all the nobles looked at each other, shocked by the news.

Why must they resist Yi Luo Mian?

On the surface, the power of the nobles has been exploited, but the deeper reason is that after the advent of the old days, Green City's communication channels with the outside world were almost completely cut off, leaving only a few pitiful trade routes.

Their living space has been massively compressed as a result.

If Your Majesty Yiluo deprives them of their power under this situation, it is equivalent to depriving them of their right to survive, so they must resist.

If the old days had not come and His Majesty Yi Luo was not friendly to them, the worst they could do was to change their lives in a city, but the current situation did not allow for this.

So the news that the fragments of the Slate of Destiny were about to be released immediately made their minds wander. If they could get the fragments of the Slate of Destiny, could the old order be restored?

Even become the new master of Green City with this extraordinary artifact? ?

What do you have to be afraid of then, Your Majesty Yi Luo? !

Viscount Bernard knew what they were thinking when he saw their expressions, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said gracefully.

"If you have the ability to snatch the fragments of the destiny stone from the gods, then just go ahead and I will bless you."

These words made all these nobles shudder.

Yes, even if the fragments of the Slate of Destiny appeared in Green City, they would not be able to spy on them.

Not to mention Yi Luo's crown, the unknown Viscount Bernard in front of them was enough to ruin them.

The greed in their hearts was instantly dispelled, and everyone began to think again.

After a moment, the old nobleman in his early sixties suddenly brightened up and said with a hint of enlightenment.

“Viscount Bernard, this must be fake news, right?

Use the fragments of the Slate of Destiny to attract the attention of the outside world, and then Yiluo Mian will definitely refuse to give up. This will cause a conflict with the outside world, and then we will profit from it...

What an excellent plan!

And because the fragments of the Slate of Destiny are too precious, the outside world will still go deep into Green City without knowing whether they are true or false. This will greatly increase the possibility of conflict with Yiluo Mian. "

Upon hearing this, several other nobles looked at Viscount Bernard with admiration.

I didn't expect the planning to be so deep...

Viscount Bernard gave the old nobleman a meaningful look, and then shook his head amid the astonished expressions of several people.

"No, this is not false news. The fragments of the Fate Slate will be born here in a month. This is the real news that my Lord told me."

What?

Is this news true?

The nobles in the room were in an uproar, and everyone was very puzzled by this.

If it's just for the sake of the other party's Iroh Crown, is it necessary to use a treasure like the fragments of the Fate Slate as bait?

How could they feel a bit shortchanged by exchanging a Green City for a fragment of the Fate Slate?

Why choose Green City if you can't survive wherever you go with the fragments of the Fate Slate?

Viscount Bernard slowly took a sip of the red wine in the glass, his blue eyes filled with a faint blood color.

“You will naturally know what you should know, and you don’t need to know what you shouldn’t know...

You just need to pass on this news through your channels with the outside world. Remember, it must be confidential. It is best to let the outside world discover this news inadvertently. "

"May I ask Viscount Bernard, how do we do it?"

"You guys are like this..."

After Viscount Bernard gave many details in detail, he waved his hand and asked everyone to leave.

Although these nobles were full of doubts, they could only leave the hall with confusion when they saw Viscount Bernard's unwillingness to say more.

When only the eight-armed snake demon Roy was left in the room, Viscount Bernard took out a dark magic scroll from his arms and caressed the scroll with a face full of intoxication as if caressing a lover.

"It's really exciting..."

"Roy, tell me, will my master's plan succeed?"

The eight-armed snake demon casually pulled a piece of tablecloth and wiped it at the corner of his mouth. Dazzling blood stains instantly appeared on the white tablecloth.

The voice was a bit cold.

"The main plane of chaos is suitable for breeding darkness...

When the master appears here, even the evil gods from the old days are just a bunch of food...

Praise for killing. "

Upon hearing this, Viscount Bernard quietly put the black magic scroll into his arms and raised his wine glass elegantly.

All smiles.

"In praise of killing."