Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

Arkad, pale yet suddenly normal, gave an order that was irresistible. "I will grant you—"

"Of the same rank as mine."

Akasha's pupils contracted, reflecting the drop of blood that was enough to overturn the world. She knew too well what this meant.

The rank of True Ancestor means near-eternal life, power that rivals even the Great Youkai, and...

The shackles of blood that can never be escaped.

Borrowing the power of the True Ancestor and comprehending the mysteries of the True Ancestor are two different things from completely integrating with the True Ancestor's blood.

"how?"

Arkad's voice was like an ice blade cutting through a cold pond, stirring up invisible ripples in the deadly silent royal hall.

His pale fingers clenched slightly, and the suspended drop of True Ancestor's blood trembled. "Is this the limit of your determination?"

Akasha's kneeling posture was still perfect, only her clenched knuckles revealed her inner struggle.

"My lord, every drop of the True Ancestor's blood is the source of your strength. Now that the Canine army is approaching..."

"enough."

Arkad's slender fingers tightened, his bony knuckles digging into Akasha's jade-white skin.

He forced her to raise her head and placed the drop of True Ancestor's blood, which was surging with ancient power, against her trembling lips.

The True Ancestor said indifferently, "Drink it!"

Akasha's pupils reflected the drop of blood containing destruction and eternal life. Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently, but she finally slowly opened her lips.

Alkad watched with satisfaction as she extended her tongue and swept away the drop of blood containing infinite power.

In an instant, blood spread rapidly along the red lips.

"what...!"

Akasha's scream broke deep in her throat.

The blood of the True Ancestor surged through her body like a living thing, causing blood vessels to swell wherever it passed.

Dark spider-web-like patterns appeared beneath her skin, and every blood vessel glowed with eerie blood, outlining ancient runes on her pale skin.

Arkad released his grip and let her collapse to the ground.

Her long pink hair danced wildly in the blood mist like seaweed, and her slender body convulsed in severe pain.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, blood dripping through her fingers, but the moment they touched the ground, they were evaporated into scarlet mist by an invisible force.

"Hold on, Akasha."

Arkad looked down at her condescendingly, a rare flash of expectation in his scarlet eyes. "You are the only vampire in the past thousand years who is worthy of bearing this power."

Among the tens of thousands of vampires he had met in his life, only Akasha had the qualifications to bear the blood of the True Ancestor, and the rest were mediocre.

The blood mist swirled and condensed in the air, gradually weaving into a scarlet cocoon, gently wrapping Akasha's painfully curled body.

The corners of Alkad's lips curled up in a meaningful arc.

He gracefully raised his right hand, and the shadow beneath his feet suddenly twisted and deformed, transforming into a floating shadow throne.

The blood cocoon was suspended above it, floating towards the deep corridor behind the throne with his steps.

"This is where you should go, my dear Akasha."

At the end of the corridor is just below the blood pool altar. Hundreds of thousands of blood essences that have been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations are slowly flowing in the altar.

Each drop contains pure energy that is enough to make low-level monsters explode and die.

Alkad waved his hand gently, and the blood cocoon slowly sank into the center of the altar.

In an instant, the entire underground space trembled, ripples appeared on the surface of the blood pool, and countless tiny blood threads climbed onto the cocoon like living things, beginning the final transformation ritual.

"Sleep, my masterpiece."

Arkad's voice echoed in the blood-red space, "When you wake up again, the world will witness—"

"I, Arkad, will add another True Ancestor to my family!"

Deep in the blood pool, Akasha curled up unconsciously in the cocoon, her long pink hair slowly drifting in the blood.

The True Ancestor's blood flowing in her body was resonating with the essence in the pool.

Every pulsation makes the lines on the cocoon shell brighter.

And in the sky above the capital of Yuga, blood-red ripples suddenly appeared in the Eternal Night Barrier, and then returned to calm in an instant.

Realizing this, Alkad looked at the Blood Moon Ritual he had kept as a backup, slowly walked out of the core altar, and summoned the three dukes to the throne.

"Shadow, pale, crimson—"

Arkad's eyes swept over their bowed heads.

"Be prepared to collect more sacrifices at all costs!"

"I want to see four hundred thousand sacrifices sink into the blood pool before the blood moon rises!"

The three dukes' backs tensed at the same time. They knew very well what this order meant: this would be the craziest hunt of the vampires in a thousand years.

This is also their most dangerous moment.

Except for Akasha, no one dared to contradict Arcade.

When the dukes' figures disappeared into the shadows, Alkad turned and looked at the increasingly bright blood cocoon deep in the altar.

His gaze suddenly turned to the east.

"That miko again, and—the new great youkai of the dog tribe."

"It's really haunting."

Alkad's figure suddenly blurred and turned into countless blood bats that soared into the sky.

When he condensed his body again, he was already standing thousands of feet in the sky.

The Eternal Night Barrier surged beneath his feet like an enraged black ocean.

At this time, the Ashura troops launched another attack.

Chapter 159 Guess

Between heaven and earth, the flames of war split the sky and the earth into two completely different battlefields.

High in the sky, demonic power and spiritual power collided violently, erupting in a deafening roar.

Alkad stood proudly in the void, his scarlet cloak rolling like a raging sea of ​​blood in the violent energy turbulence.

Every time he raised his hand, a huge wave of blood rushed out from the void.

The abyss monster lurking under his feet let out a shrill roar, and countless purple-black tentacles tore through the clouds, spewing out mucus that corroded the void.

Dark clouds gathered behind them, dyeing half of the sky a suffocating dark red.

In the daytime, a gorgeous moon appeared through the blood-red clouds.

Ling Yue's long silver hair shone like stars in the moonlight. Every time the Fang Sword in her hand slashed down, it brought up the moonlight across the sky, like a pouring Milky Way.

Wherever the cold light passed, the blood waves froze, and then exploded into ice crystals all over the sky the next moment.

Cui Zi stepped on the spiritual light, and her white hunting clothes rustled in the strong wind.

The [Cang Long Yin] in his hand slashed down, and the pure purifying power turned into thousands of light blades, each of which carried the awe-inspiring righteousness of cleansing evil.

Those light blades intertwined into a web in the air, crushing the monster's tentacles into pieces and bursting out with a dazzling holy glow.

Four forces intertwined in the air, tearing the clouds into pieces.

Powerful energy fluctuations covered the sky, half of which was surging blood-red devil clouds, and the other half was broken blue skylight, with lightning and thunder at the junction.

It was as if the world of Kyushu had ushered in the finale of doomsday destruction!

At the same time, the sound of killing was deafening on the ground battlefield.

The walls of the city of Yuga trembled violently under the fierce attack of the Ashura army, and the eternal night barrier began to ripple with ominous blood-red waves.

The shadow of the Shadow Duke spread across the city walls, transforming into countless pitch-black tentacles.

"For the glory of the vampire race!"

Amidst the Pale Duke's roar, the ground of the entire battlefield suddenly collapsed.

Tens of thousands of white skeletons emerged from the ground. They bit and reassembled with each other, and in an instant they turned into a bone giant that was twenty meters tall.

A ghostly blue fire flickered in the empty eye sockets, and the ground cracked with every step.

The Crimson Duke stood on the top of the city wall, tapping the city wall with his gilded fingertips.

In an instant, thousands of blood crystal spears condensed in the void and flew down with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Without Akasha's direct restraint, the three dukes could only rely on the barrier to hold on.

Every time the barrier trembled, the blood pool on the altar would evaporate into thin air.

Suddenly, dozens of space magic circles in the city lit up with dazzling blood light at the same time.

Under Alcard's strict order, one-third of the vampire marquises led their elite troops to begin teleporting.

The figures in luxurious gowns gradually blurred in the magical light and eventually disappeared from where they were.

The area of ​​Kyushu is slightly smaller than that of the Western Kingdom, but it also covers more than three million square kilometers. There are areas that not only the dog demons but also the blood clan themselves have never actually set foot on.

"For the will of the True Ancestor!"

"For the glory of the dog tribe!"

Binglanwan's roar pierced through the battlefield, and the phantom of the giant black ice dog howled to the sky.

"Blast!"

The giant storm dogs led by the red evil ghost clawed at the barrier fiercely with their sharp claws. The barrier that was almost penetrated by the claws made the faces of the vampire nobles even paler.

Jian Dou Wan's sword energy crisscrossed, and dazzling sparks flew when it touched the barrier.

The entire capital was shaking violently, as if it would fall apart in the next second in the aftermath of the battle between heaven and earth.

Cracks continued to appear on the surface of the barrier, and then healed with the continuous addition of energy.