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Chapter 330 Blood Sacrifice Ritual

Walk along the ancient castle, passing through strange brick walls.

As the heavy stone door opened with a dull thud, pairs of eyes flashing red light shone from the underground castle.

These are all vampires.

Not only the vampires who have long existed in the history of the world, but also the newest blood who have been transformed into vampire relatives.

At this moment, one by one, the vampire wood messengers, representatives of the vampire reform faction, were present.

The blue-haired man strode confidently toward the highest platform.

He stood on the platform, staring at the pale-faced vampires below.

"Everyone!"

"Human society is in chaos right now, and the promise I made to you will soon be fulfilled!"

As he spoke, the large black screen behind him lit up.

Channel 9 is broadcasting recent major events.

The streets were filled with people living in fear; the occasional shadowy figures and the screams coming from the alleys proved that the vampires had brought great trouble to human society.

"so."

Barney spread his arms wide, a triumphant smile on his face: "The future belongs to us, and humanity will all become our slaves!"

As he shouted, the vampires in the audience seemed to be injected with stimulants, letting out strange "woo-woo" cries.

Vampires rule over humanity, and they suck the blood of anyone they don't like.

Such a wonderful vision is about to be realized, and they can't help but be excited.

"We now have an breaking news report."

Just as many vampires were indulging in their fantasy of unifying humanity, the host's inappropriate announcement rang out on the big screen.

Many vampires subconsciously looked up, and then they saw the screen switch, transforming into a lawn with the White House as the background.

Everyone could see two pairs of boots stepping on the grass, and then their gaze moved upwards.

The American president, looking utterly defeated, appeared before everyone's eyes.

Compared to the glamorous image seen on the big screen in the past, the current president looks like a pitiful beggar.

"Fellow citizens."

Before he could finish speaking, a large hand roughly pressed him down onto the damp green grass, and a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy appeared in front of the camera.

"To all Americans, I am Keno Luther."

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it contained a reassuring power.

"Just recently, the president issued an arrest warrant for me."

"But after my investigation with the Justice League, we discovered that it was all a conspiracy."

"A conspiracy against us by a race called the vampires."

Gino snapped his fingers, and in the next instant, scenes of Justice League members besieging vampires appeared around the screen.

Fiona, who uses heat vision to slaughter vampires, and Batman, who uses high technology to kill vampires.

Even our President.

Gino reached out and patted the head of the kneeling white old man: "He has also sided with the vampires."

"Now I will teach you how to identify vampires."

"Look into their pupils!"

Keno held the old president's face up to the camera, making sure everyone could see the blood-red gleam in his eyes.

"And their teeth."

Gino removed the president's chin, revealing two sharp canines: "Anyone who meets the above characteristics can be identified as a vampire."

Gino continued speaking, but Barney's expression grew increasingly grim.

"Damn loser!"

Barney clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with the fury of a failed plan.

According to his plan, they should convert more vampires before taking action.

But the Justice League's sudden intervention disrupted his plans.

"We can't delay any longer; I must hold the ceremony immediately!"

Barney made up his mind and looked up to activate his vampire magic.

Swish!

A blood-red blade pierced the screen, and the flickering electric arc signaled that the screen was unusable.

"Alright, my fellow clansmen!"

As Barney spoke, he pulled out a spellbook: "You don't need to worry about Gino Luther anymore."

Before everyone could react, he began chanting incantations.

The obscure and strangely accented incantation came from Barney's lips, and as he chanted it, the surrounding walls glowed with a strange scarlet light.

"No, what's wrong?"

Some vampires were horrified to find their bodies cracking and breaking apart like chocolates dropped on the ground, and their power rapidly dissipating like a deflated balloon.

"My blood!"

Some people noticed that tiny wounds appeared all over their bodies, and countless drops of blood flowed down the wounds and dripped onto the cold floor.

"This is a blood sacrifice!"

A knowledgeable vampire elder recognized this evil ritual.

As creatures of darkness, vampires do indeed engage in evil rituals such as blood sacrifices.

But usually the offerings are human beings. When would a madman use his own deskmate as an offering to carry out a ritual?

Unfortunately, Barney is indeed a madman.

"Run!"

"Damn it, Barney, you're insane!"

When faced with danger, these vampires are no different from humans.

Some people wanted to run away from here, while others instinctively wanted to kill Barney to stop the blood ritual.

However, with the familiarity gained from reciting it thousands of times in an empty house, Barney's chanting speed was far faster than the speed at which these vampires moved!

"Praise be to you, Cain!"

When Barney recited the last incantation...

"Buzz~"

An invisible wave swept across the area, and then the originally dark floor suddenly transformed into a bottomless pool of blood.

All the vampires were dragged into the blood pool without uttering a single scream. The blood pool bubbled and bubbled eerily.

"I did it!"

Barney stared ecstatically at the book in his hands, then dropped it, pulled down his collar, and exposed his chest.

A ferocious bat monster was clearly drawn on its chest.

The black tattoo echoed the pool of blood.

It's like the relationship between a key and a lock.

Then, streams of pure vampire energy surged and broke through the blood pool, rushing towards Barney as if they had found their backbone.

These crimson energies flowed into Barney's chest, then illuminated every blood vessel and meridian within the man's body with a dazzling, tomato-like color.

"what!"

Barney's face took on a rather philosophical expression. He raised his head, opened his arms, and shouted, "Power! I can feel power surging and roaring within me!"

"This, this power!"

Barney lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over his body and limbs.

His originally slightly thin body was outlined with sharp muscle lines, and his blue hair reflected in the pool of blood turned into a head of blood red hair!

The spine on its back grew out like a mutated protrusion.

Then, a pair of ugly bone wings grew from the spine on his back, which was originally empty. Supported by thin, bloody wings, he looked as ugly and ferocious as a fallen angel.

(End of this chapter)