Various legends also mention that being bitten by a vampire will infect it, turning it into a new vampire and increasing one's bloodline.

The vampires in this world aren't as exaggerated as they seem.

If it were that simple, the world would have been ruled by vampires long ago.

However, vampires in this world do indeed have this ability. As long as they inject their own blood into the body of the person they are drinking blood for, or drink blood repeatedly without limit, vampires may be able to transform the other person into a human who is infinitely close to a demon, a pseudo-vampire, who becomes a loyal subordinate or partner serving them.

These are the Blood Servants, who inherit the curse of the vampires who drink their own blood, becoming immortal beings who are completely obedient to their masters.

However, the power of Blood Servants created by imbuing them with blood is limited.

Therefore, in order to create a more powerful blood servant, a vampire will give a part of his own body to the other person's flesh.

The part of a vampire's body that is lost cannot regenerate; therefore, even immortal vampires would not create such a blood servant.

However, once a Blood Servant is created in this way, that Blood Servant will inherit a strong aura of its master's abilities, and depending on the compatibility with its master, its power can even surpass that of the vampires infected by the source.

Among the physical parts bestowed upon Servants, the ribs are undoubtedly the most superior.

After all, ribs contain hematopoietic tissue, and the source of a vampire's power is blood. If one obtains a vampire's rib, one would undoubtedly be the best blood servant, capable of controlling and commanding even the familiars used by the master.

The twelve bodies currently sealed within the Fourth Ancestor were made from the twelve ribs of the original Fourth Ancestor.

Therefore, for the True Ancestor, creating such a Blood Servant was a reward for his followers.

It is the highest reward.

Simply put, it means I can give it to you, but you can't take it on your own initiative.

People like Zaharias would be instantly destroyed by the enraged True Ancestor when he is resurrected.

He even lied about being a younger sister, making his intentions crystal clear.

"Taking care of those guys shouldn't be something I need to worry about."

After giving a quick glance to the Huns who had begun to panic and lost their leader, Makoto Haramura's gaze no longer lingered on them.

"Come on, come on."

After saying this, Makoto Haramura turned his attention to the little girl standing on either side of Zaharias.

The two fairy-like girls stared blankly at Makoto Haramura; their dreamlike appearances and beautiful eyes held no emotion whatsoever.

Compared to the appearance of Aurora when she was in the hands of Makoto Haramura.

The first impression these two girls give is that they are "weapons".

They were wearing protective suits made of reinforced fibers, similar to motorcycle rider uniforms.

On the surface of the protective suit, there is a Roman numeral printed on each piece.

The girl on the left has the Roman numeral "Ⅱ" printed on her body.

The girl on the right has Roman numerals "IX" printed on her body.

"Number two and number nine?"

"You should know where number one is, right?"

Amidst the raging battle nearby, and with the combined efforts of Liana, Nangong Nayue, and the head maid, these twenty Huns couldn't cause any trouble at all.

The two girls silently obeyed Makoto Haramura's words and walked towards him.

"She's right here."

As the two girls suddenly spoke, a transparent and beautiful crystal formed from the crystallization of gemstones appeared.

One of them looked exactly like the other two and was wearing the same motorcycle-style protective suit made of reinforced fibers.

The Roman numeral "Ⅰ" is engraved on the girl's body.

"It really is you, number one, the Divine Sheep Vajra."

There was no surprise in Makoto Haramura's eyes.

Putting aside the rib he pulled out, he had already determined the source of the power within it.

Even before he drew it out, he had already guessed which body Zaharias would choose.

First Companion: Divine Sheep Vajra.

Corresponding to Aries is the Great Horned Ram, made of indestructible diamond. Its ability is to reflect attacks, forming numerous shields or giant reflective barriers from countless gem crystals to block the target's movement. It can also reflect all attacks that come into contact with the user and the crystals, as well as launch diamond attacks, making it a familiar that combines offense and defense.

This is the original prototype held by Zaharias.

It is also the most suitable for his original body, which has little power and can best protect him.

"are you ready?"

With his hands in his pockets, looking at the three girls who were behaving unusually calmly, Makoto Haramura suddenly uttered these words for no apparent reason.

"Is there anything I need to prepare?"

The first one that had just appeared didn't react at all, it just tilted its head and said to Haramura Makoto in a strange tone:

"Although we don't know what kind of agreement you made with the Primordial One, since the Primordial One has already recognized you and chosen you."

"Then you are our true form."

At the same time, Number Nine nodded and added, as if to further elaborate.

"For us, the human form is nothing but a prison that confines us, while the form of a familiar is what we should be like. Being able to break free from such a cage is something we have longed for for a long time."

"..."

Makoto Haramura opened his mouth, but in the end he just smiled and said...

“You guys are a bit different from Number Twelve. She’s always thinking about getting out and having some fresh air these days.”

"That's right!"

Number Two spoke softly, then suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Makoto Haramura.

"It seems Number Twelf is doing well here with you."

"We're so close now, we can feel Number Twelve's happy mood."

Makoto Haramura raised his eyebrows and then showed an interested expression.

"You guys actually have this kind of ability."

"I know what you want to say. Don't worry, when you return to my body..."

The three individuals exchanged glances, and a faint smile finally appeared on their usually expressionless faces.

Immediately afterwards, three girls who looked to be under ten years old raised their little hands in perfect unison, pulled down their clothes on their shoulders, and revealed their fair and delicate shoulders.

"Drain our blood completely, for this is our ultimate destiny, our new king."

"..."

"No need, relax. My place is not quite the same as yours."

……

Itogami Island, a northern port.

A blond, blue-eyed man stood on the rocks below the pier, letting the surging waves crash against the rocks and splash onto the soles of his shoes.

"The Feast of Flames, this is absolutely thrilling."

The man appeared to be in his early twenties, wearing a very well-fitting and elegant pure white suit. He had blond hair and blue eyes, and at first glance, he looked like a nobleman from somewhere.

Indeed, the man was a nobleman.

They are not human nobles, but vampire nobles.

"The banquet is already so grand just from the opening ceremony. Does this mean that this Flame Banquet will be even more spectacular than before?"

The man continued muttering to himself.

However, this time, his soliloquy received a response.

The voice came from behind him.

"Smelling the scent of war, he came like a hyena following the scent. He really is exactly the man described in the rumors."

It was a boy who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old.

The boy wore a loose white robe and adorned with gleaming gold ornaments. He had black hair, brown skin, and golden eyes. His face was youthful, yet he exuded an overwhelming majesty like that of a lion.

Gazing at the surging sea, a proud expression appeared on his face.

Upon seeing the young man, the aristocratic man first bowed to him very politely.

"Isn't this His Highness Iblisbel Yagiz?"

"I never expected that you would choose to attend this Flame Banquet in person. This is truly awe-inspiring."

The young nobleman said this in a rather exaggerated tone and with great force.

However, it was the right thing for him to do.

Because teenagers do indeed enjoy a very high status in vampire society.

— Iblisbell Yagiz.

This is the direct descendant of the Second True Ancestor, "Eye of Extinction," the second generation to inherit the blood of the Second True Ancestor, the ninth prince of the Extinction Dynasty among the three great empires, and a true descendant of the Vampire King who inherited the blood of the True Ancestor.

Moreover, he was not an ordinary prince.

This person possesses power second only to the True Ancestor without ever engaging in infighting within their own kind.

It was precisely because of this that Iblisbel was highly regarded by the Second Progenitor, who bestowed upon him the eight northern states and a military fortress in the vicinity of the War King.

Being a direct descendant of the True Ancestor, and having survived for hundreds of years, gave him the ability to completely silence the ocean.

"Vatra, you're deliberately putting on airs in front of me. Do you want to start a war right now?"

Iblisbelle turned his gaze, and the look in his eyes as he looked at the nobleman was like a golden torch.

"You came here not because of the Feast of Flames, but simply because you wanted to hunt down a strong person like me and devour me, didn't you?"

"Since we are both strong, don't put on such an attitude in front of me."

During the conversation, Iblisbelle emanated terrifying magical energy.

Indeed, the nobleman before him was also a powerful figure, a vampire whom even the son of the True Ancestor had to take seriously.

You have to understand, this man is just an ordinary nobleman. With his power, he doesn't even care about third-generation elders, let alone nobles.

Only second-generation elders who have lived for a very long time can fight him.

But this man in front of me possesses that power.

This is simply because this man has used the best method among vampires to increase his power.

In the world of vampires, blood is the source of all power. The closer one's bloodline is to the true ancestor, the stronger one becomes. Even if one's bloodline is impure, one can still drink blood and accumulate power in one's own blood by living for a long time.

There is only one way for a vampire of impure blood who is also from the younger generation to quickly gain great power.

That is, by devouring powerful vampires through the act of drinking blood, one can obtain their powerful strength.

This is what we've been referring to as "fratricide."

Of course, why wouldn't any vampires try such a simple method?

This is because vampires cannot devour vampires that are more powerful than themselves. Even if they successfully drink the blood of another vampire, that vampire will take over their body and consciousness, with almost no exceptions.

Yes, before this man appeared, the word "almost" didn't exist.

It was he who, with the ordinary status of a nobleman, forcibly devoured two third-generation elders by virtue of his special abilities.

In other words, this man already possesses the power of two third-generation vampire elders and his own power.

This level of power is comparable to that of the Elders among the second generation of vampire elders.

The First Ancestor, the Forgotten War King, restricted his continued infighting. After all, vampires were few in number, and if they all engaged in infighting, the vampire race itself would be wiped out.

However, the Forgotten War King still showed his appreciation for this man, granting him rights and status comparable to those of the second-generation royal family.

"Dimitriou Vatra."

"how could be!"

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