Rise from the coffin and rebuild the vampire empire

Chapter 10: Threats in the Jungle
Elena Bloodsworn, former Sister of Silver Moon, now a vampire.

She knelt in front of Karen and called out "Father", completely cutting ties with her past self.

Elena's heart was filled with resentment, directed at the Silver Moon Goddess. Why?! The Goddess didn't save her believers?!
Her former piety was like a joke!

As for Karen, she didn't dare to harbor any thoughts of disobedience. The suppression of her bloodline made her feel only fear in front of Karen.

Karen touched Elena's head. Whether out of resentment or something else, her originally golden hair had turned into a withered light silver.

Elena moved closer to Karen's feet and rubbed Karen's hand actively, with a reassuring smile on her face. She was petite, like a white cat longing for caress.

The vampire's first embrace will have a significant impact on a person's personality, and this impact is very likely to be negative.

This also leads to many people's personalities changing drastically after being transformed into vampires. Only a very small number of people can resist this influence. This is related to the personality, experience, mentality, etc. of the person being transformed. The influence comes from all aspects.

Even Karen could hardly say that he had not been affected at the time, but he himself could not clearly explain where the change had occurred.

Maybe it was his attitude towards life. Since then, he was no longer the young man from the University of Tokyo who risked his life to save others.

From this we can see how difficult it was for the Blood Clan Empire to formulate and implement such laws. The laws of the empire strictly restricted the behavior of the Blood Clan.

"Stay here and familiarize yourself with your abilities."

Karen gave orders to Elena through the blood connection.

"Yes, father."

Elena nodded obediently and moved away from Karen.

Karen walked out. He could already feel the scorching heat brought by the sun. It was obviously not appropriate to take Elena back at this time.

Newly born vampires are not able to resist direct sunlight, and even if Elena is gifted, she cannot do this.

Sure enough, when Karen came to the exit of the cave and looked outside, the night had gradually been dispelled by dawn. The sunlight shone into the woods through the layers of leaves, forming star-like spots of light on the ground. The sun had risen.

Karen walked out of the tomb, and the light spot hit his body, making a "sizzling" sound and stirring up a burst of heat, but that was all.

As the ancestor of the Blood Oath Clan, Karen previously spent most of his time on improving his personal strength. Although he did not overcome his weakness to sunlight, he almost developed the trait of a "Daywalker". The method was also very simple, and he only needed to go through countless days of resisting sunlight.

Note: This method is extremely dangerous. Ordinary vampires are not recommended to imitate it, as it can easily lead to death.

Karen walked calmly through the forest. The huge primitive trees that blocked out the sun actually greatly reduced the damage caused by sunlight. Only occasionally some places in the forest could shine some spots of light.

"Suck~"

Karen, who was running fast in the woods, suddenly stopped. His nostrils flared slightly as he smelled a strange, cold smell of blood and a foul odor that was also corrosive.

"Swish!"

Karen's pointed ears moved and he turned to the west. In the jungle, a large number of cold-blooded creatures were gathering.

Karen paused. These cold-blooded creatures were moving forward, and the direction they were heading was naturally the Cremona family’s settlement.

"Buzz!"

Blood surged, and Karen transformed into a blood-red bat. With his wings fluttering, he swiftly shuttled through the forest, locking onto the location of those cold-blooded creatures. He decided to go and investigate. In the sweltering, dense jungle, a group of muscular creatures, with flat heads, broad tails, bodies covered in green, tooth-like scales, and spike-like protrusions on their backs, gathered together.

They stood up, holding spears, machetes and sticks in their hands. The obsidian spear tips and blades gleamed with cold light and looked extremely sharp.

These monsters are tall, the smallest of them is two meters tall, and the taller ones are nearly three meters tall, like war machines. Fortunately, there are not many of them, only less than ten, and the rest are ordinary lizards and poisonous snakes.

"Lizardman among the Beastmen?"

On the tree branch, Karen recognized this creature, the beastman. This cold-blooded creature is quite common in the Torres continent. Occasionally, you can encounter a few of them in deep mountains and forests, and in the wilderness.

"Beastmen" is a general term for a variety of uncivilized creatures. If broken down further, it includes various beastmen. They are different from orcs. Orcs have at least formed a mature tribal culture, while beastmen are still in the stage of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

Karen estimated that in such a vast primitive jungle, there must be a considerable number of beastmen. If humans want to settle here, they will inevitably face the threat from the beastmen.

"Chiliwala!"

This group of lizardmen gathered together and made a lot of "chattering" noises, as if they were communicating, or as if they were just yelling.

But in the end, they began to move forward with the lizards and poisonous snakes around them, and their direction of advance was still towards the Cremona family settlement.

"Very good, then I will have more options next time."

Karen followed behind these lizardmen, thinking about his next move.

The appearance of these beastmen disrupted Karen's original plan, but it must be said that it also gave Karen more choices.

The Cremona camp was in a state of chaos at the moment. The only priest and healer in the camp suddenly disappeared, which undoubtedly cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

In particular, one of the children happened to be infected with a fever, and was dizzy and headache. There was no way to get treatment, and nowhere to pray. The parents were anxious like ants on the hot pan, crying and shouting in the camp, which made people feel even more uneasy. The atmosphere in the camp was unprecedentedly depressing, and the excitement of establishing a settlement in the New World had dissipated.

"Why are you crying? Can crying cure his illness?!"

Kevin Cremona, a blond man in his twenties wearing armor, rushed over and scolded the couple.

He looked very impatient. Kevin could not tolerate this couple disturbing people's hearts and destroying the settlement that was built with great difficulty. His brother's good performance also made him very eager to make his voice heard. He had to do something.

"Catch him and take him away!"

Kevin Cremona gave an order and the four soldiers behind him stepped forward, which excited the onlookers around. This way of handling the situation obviously did not satisfy everyone.

However, no one stood up for the couple. They were all immigrants with families and were not very familiar with each other. They could only help shout a few times, but they didn't stand out.

However, not everyone is like this.

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

There was a stuttering shout from the crowd, and then a figure squeezed out and stood in front of the couple holding the child.

The man was not tall, with black hair tied into a ponytail. He was not conspicuous standing in front of the soldiers, but he had a righteous look on his face.

(End of this chapter)