Unlimited Survival

Chapter 2428 Piercing Princess
Dracula's bloodline is the purest bloodline.

All blood clansmen are descendants of Dracula's blood.

There are five major families in the blood clan, and these five major families have no blood relationship with each other. However, Dracula fed his blood to the ancestors of these five major families. Gura's bloodline.

It is precisely because of this that the Dragon Knights are called the Blood Race.

It can be said that the blood of the vampires is very special and able to sense each other.

In the "Black Panther" survival game, the reason why Angelina was able to find Dracula hidden in the mine was because of this strong connection between blood.

Therefore, when Dracula no longer hides his bloodline, any blood clansman present can sense the bloodline breath of the founder of this ancestor.

Dracula didn't need to declare his family name, and the blood clansmen could immediately know his identity.

Bloodlines cannot be faked!

When Dracula released the breath of blood, none of the blood people present cheered and jumped.

It's not because they don't want to see their ancestors, and it's not because they don't respect their ancestors, but... It's too shocking.

When people are extremely shocked, their brains go blank, as if the computer has crashed.

When the computer freezes, the screen freezes and must be restarted.

And when a person's brain freezes, the whole person is completely stuck.

Now, all the blood clansmen are in this state - including the dragon knight guards, as well as the two grassroots veterans.

Too shocked!

The ancestor... is still alive?

And... still with Angelina?
No wonder Angelina didn't panic at all!
No wonder she said that the Council of Elders had no right to deprive her of her title of saint!
Because Grand Duke Dracula is here!
Compared with this legendary creator, the elder would be nothing!

The entire blood clan is in the hands of Dracula alone!

Dracula said coldly: "Didn't you just say that you thought you were the Grand Duke Dracula? Hehe, yes, I am the Grand Duke Dracula. How about it? Are you happy?"

Marsano Justo and Dun Bravo couldn't help but their knees went limp, and they collapsed to the ground with ashen faces.

happy?Happy woolen grandma!
This ancestor hasn't shown up for 800 years, everyone thought he died!Why did it appear at this time!
Angelina took the opportunity to shout: "Blood clan! Seeing the ancestors, what are you waiting for if you don't kneel down?"

Those dragon knight guards just woke up like a dream at this time, and fell to their knees in unison!
Their faces are full of excitement and excitement!

Originally thought that the elders would cover the sky with only one hand, and the blood race would never see the light of day!

As a result, at the most critical time, the ancestors who had been away for 800 years appeared again to turn the tide!
This is really God Bless the Blood Race!

"Long live the ancestors! Long live! Long live!"

Every blood clan imperial guard shouted loudly, and many people had tears in their eyes.

They have heard the heroic legends about Dracula since they were young, and there are always people around them who say that Dracula is already dead—but now, they have personally felt the power of their ancestors' blood!
This is a moment of great glory!
Dracula frowned and raised his hand, "Okay, okay, get up, don't shout long live, I have a headache."

The reason why he left the blood barrier back then was because the blood people admired him so much. He felt that being a leader was too stressful and he was not able to do whatever he wanted at all, so he ran away quietly.

When I came back this time, I came back bravely.

If Ling Yi hadn't arranged such a plan, if he was killed, he wouldn't have returned to the blood clan.

"Ancestor! Where have you been these days!"

"Ancestor! The blood race can't live without you!"

The blood guards cried and shouted.

Dracula said helplessly: "Ahem, these years, cough, I have been secretly observing the blood race, helping the blood race to get rid of hidden enemies, and I will only appear when it is life and death."

Angelina glanced at Dracula.

Ancestor, are you guilty?

Dracula frowned.

Angie, do you want me to take your sainthood back?
Grandpa, you are so great.

Hehe, your idea is very hypocritical.

Ancestor, it's almost over. It's already very difficult for an upright saint like me to force myself to think like this.

Alas, I don't want to hurt the hearts of blood clan heirs.

The two looked at each other and exchanged their thoughts several times in their hearts.

"Ancestors! Ancestors!"

Marzano Justo and Dun Bravo also reacted at this time, kneeling and crawling in front of Dracula, each hugging Dracula's foot, kissing Dracula's shoe desperately .

"Ancestors! We were wrong! We really knew we were wrong!"

"We thought you were gone, we were coerced by the temple!"

"Yes, we have no other choice! We have no choice!"

"The temple said that this simulation world is about to restart, and only by submitting to them can we survive. We, we also want to keep a trace of blood!"

"Ancestors! Forgive our disrespect! Forgive us!"

The appearance of two people crying is extremely moving.

It can be seen that they really realized their mistake this time. After all, the blood of the blood race flows through their bodies. They didn't know that Dracula was still alive before. They would never dare to do something like betraying the blood race.

Dracula smiled lightly and said, "Okay, knowing your mistakes can make you better, I am your ancestor, how could I not forgive you?"

Marsano Justo and Duane Bravo burst into tears of joy.

The ancestors are really generous!
It is said that our ancestors were the kind of impalers who would take revenge and liked to impale people on wooden stakes—this is simply a rumor!

Before the two of them kowtowed to thank, Dracula said with a smile: "I will never pursue the crime of your disrespect to me. After all, you didn't know my identity before. Those who don't know are not guilty. But... "

The "but" immediately made Marsano Justo and Dun Bravo's prostates tighten.

Dracula sneered and said, "However, you shouldn't be disrespectful to the saint. The saint, besides me, the creator, is the person with the highest status. It is not a small crime for you to disrespect her." .”

Marsano Justo opened his mouth in horror, "Ancestor, this, this Angelina's title of saint is actually a lie."

Dun Bravo, who was kneeling beside him, quickly gave Marsano Justo a wink.

Are you an idiot?

Didn't you see that Dracula was brought by Angelina?
Even if the title of Saintess was really a lie, with the support of Dracula's ancestors, who would dare to make irresponsible remarks?
Marsano Justo also came to his senses immediately, and quickly knelt down and changed his words: "No, no, no! I was wrong just now! I was wrong! Miss Angelina's title of saint is not a lie, it's not a lie here."

Dracula smiled faintly, "Oh? Since you didn't cheat me and you still don't respect it, it seems that you didn't pay attention to the rules I set. Oh, as I said just now, it's a crime for you to disrespect me It can be forgiven, but you may not be able to avoid the crime of disrespecting the saint. Angie—"

Angelina said indifferently: "Ancestor, Angie is here."

"You said, how should the two of them be punished?" Dracula asked coldly.

Angelina smiled and said, "I think, we should find two wooden stakes, sharpen them, and put them on."

The two elders were all frightened.

Fuck!It's the most poisonous woman's heart!
Angelina, you are more teleporter than Impaler!
Dracula nodded to Angelina in satisfaction, "You really deserve to be the saint of my blood family. Although I'm separated by N generations of blood, I still really resemble me! I'm called the Impaler, I think, You should be called the piercing princess haha!"

Angelina smiled and said: "Thank you ancestors for giving me the nickname! I will not only be a saint of the blood race, but also a princess of piercing——Ancestor, then the son of Ling Yi and I will inherit the throne of the blood race, Ling Yi and I My daughter, can she inherit the title of Princess Piercing?"

The blood clansmen present almost fainted.

Angelina, are you too impatient?
There is still a holy envoy watching over there, so you are starting to ask for the title of your future son and daughter?
Dracula was not angry at all, but said with a smile: "No problem! From now on, the blood clan will be yours, your son can inherit the ruling power of the blood clan, and your daughter will be the princess of the blood clan!"

"Thank you for your golden words!" Angelina happily saluted Dracula.

This was said by Dracula in front of all the dragon knight guards, so it was completely valid.

On the one hand, Dracula likes Angelina very much as a strong-willed heir. On the other hand, Dracula really doesn't want to be a leader, he just wants to be a chic and unrestrained shopkeeper.

Now that Angelina has brought it up in person, he's just happy to go along with it.

Zuo Ci in the distance chuckled, and muttered in a low voice: "From now on, there will probably be a hundred piercing little princesses in the blood race."

At this time, the Blood Guards carried two wooden stakes as thick as buckets to Dracula, nailed the stakes to the ground after a few thuds, and waited for the two grass-roots veterans to put them in front of Dracula. The heads of the stakes are sharpened.

This work efficiency is more than [-] times higher than when the elders gave them orders before!

These bastards!
Marsano Justo and Duane Bravo are so teary-eyed.

"Ancestor! Please, please spare me!"

"We don't dare anymore! We are willing to take the blame and make meritorious service, and strive to build a better blood race!"

Dracula said with a smile: "I haven't impaled a person on a stake for 800 years, so you can't let me have fun?"

"Ancestor..."

Ancestor, you pervert!

The thick wooden stakes of the buckets are sharpened and sit on them, so what kind of a person's buttocks must be blown up?
Dracula raised his hand, "Come here, help the two elders get stabbed."

"Yes!"

"No! Ancestor!"

"Ancestor, spare your life! Forgive your life!"

The two elders are considered to be powerful, but in front of Dracula, their blood power has long been suppressed and cannot be used, and at this moment they are like two puddles of mud.

The imperial guards dragged them and forced them to the spiked stakes.

The two elders screamed and struggled.

That's the pain of chrysanthemum explosion.

Moreover, the more you struggle, the deeper you pierce, and the deeper you pierce, the more you struggle.

Dracula smiled happily: "Haha, it's really good, it's really good, I haven't been so happy for a long time! Eh? Why don't they bark? Are they so strong?"

"No, ancestor." The captain of the Imperial Guard said helplessly, "They... are already dead."

"Damn it." Dracula said with a frown: "The descendants of the blood race are really not as good as the next generation, and they can't hold it for a few minutes. Forget it, let's get them away—these two wooden stakes, just stay Here it is, in the future, it can be regarded as a warning to the descendants of the blood clan - anyone who dares to eat inside and outside will be pierced by this thing."

"The ancestors are wise! The ancestors are wise!" the imperial guards shouted loudly.

After dealing with the internal traitor, Dracula turned his attention to the hooded envoy.

"Old friend, it's already this time, don't you plan to show up?" Dracula said with a sneer.

The envoy smiled faintly, "Of course not, it's just that we are old friends, if you pretend to be aggressive, if I interrupt, it would be too ignorant, right? But, I really didn't expect it, Scarlet Harvester Flaki Mill, it turned out to be Dracula. So, after you joined the temple organization, you sneaked out and founded this blood clan in the name of Dracula."

Dracula laughed, "That's right, speaking of it, the Blood Race was indeed established after I joined the Temple organization."

The envoy smiled lightly and said, "Since this is the case, things will be easier to handle. You created the blood clan when you were in the temple, and the blood clan belongs to the temple."

Dracula laughed and said, "My friend, why don't you ask me why I founded the Blood Race behind the temple's back?"

"You want to develop your own power."

"This is true, but the real reason is that I entered the Temple organization with enthusiasm, thinking that the Temple organization would lead Western survivors to fight against the main god of the system, but in the end I discovered that the Temple organization has no It's not to fight against the system god, but just to maintain vested interests."

The envoy smiled faintly, "Smart people don't speak dark words in front of the wise, the enchantment above level [-] can not be obliterated by the restart of the simulation world, this is simply a gold medal for avoiding death, since everyone can live forever, then still struggle What the hell? Wouldn’t it be a good thing for everyone to enjoy the fruit of survival happily?”

Dracula laughed, "But I just happen to be a person who doesn't like to sink, and I don't like living in a simulated world, forever becoming a plaything of the main god system."

The envoy sighed, "Why, do you still think that you can challenge the main god of the system? I thought that a person of your level would not have such a naive idea."

Dracula laughed and said, "I really can't challenge the Lord God of the system, but well, someone can."

"Who?" The envoy asked coldly.

Dracula pointed at Angelina: "She's a man."

(End of this chapter)