Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Upon hearing this, Borg reflected on his short life and nodded, saying, "That's true, therefore..."

After a pause, Borg clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "So, if I could, I would want to surpass humanity."

Hearing this, the corners of Los's mouth turned up wildly, and he whispered, "You don't really have to be human anymore."

"I have special access to a special drop of blood, which belongs to a high-level vampire."

!!!

Upon hearing this, Borg suddenly raised his head, his eyes glowing faintly red, his entire expression somewhat manic and distorted.

"You can transform into an ordinary vampire with superior bloodline through this drop of blood. At this time, you will have powerful self-healing ability, the ability to fly, as well as great strength and a long lifespan."

"And it is not afraid of sunlight, but it dislikes it. Its only drawback is that it has a strong craving for human blood."

Upon hearing this, Borg, almost without hesitation, roared with all his might, "I'm not human anymore! Mayor Arkham!"

"Very good!" Los laughed and snapped his fingers happily.

Although Charles, who was driving ahead, didn't show any change in expression, he was utterly horrified after hearing this.

Although he already knew of his master's greatness, he never expected that Arkham would have reached such a level, possessing the powerful ability to selectively create extraordinary beings!

He knew perfectly well that his master had not lied about anything he had just said, because for a being as great as his master, there was no need for him to lie to such an ant.

"Arkham, with its master, will be unstoppable in the future!"

In the darkness, the convoy moved steadily forward, and Borg, sitting in the car, felt as if he were experiencing wave after wave of dreams.

Because he never imagined that he would have the opportunity to come into contact with extraordinary power, let alone that he could break through the limits of humanity and become a legendary vampire!

At 8:30 p.m., the convoy came to a smooth stop in front of the Arkham Sanatorium.

In the darkness, Borg got out of the car and before he could even react, he saw a large number of medical staff appear out of nowhere, carefully carrying things from the truck.

At the same time, a doctor wearing a white coat, with a head slightly larger than average, walked over with two people and respectfully said to Los beside him, "Young Master!"

Los nodded slightly and said to Borg, "This is Dr. Murthy, he will be in full charge of your surgery this time."

Chapter 0175 Borg's Amazing Journey

After a brief self-introduction and pleasantries, Mayor Arkham left the Arkham Sanatorium directly, leaving Borg entirely in the hands of Mursey.

Murthy, with his extensive life experience, naturally knew how important this third son of the Ryuk family was to his young master.

Murthy smiled and said to Borg, "Mr. Leuk, it's not quite right to let you stay at Arkham Sanatorium. I'll take you to the Respectable Man's Bar in the North District first. It's the best bar here, and the third floor is also the best and safest hotel in the area."

Since his future was entirely in the doctor's hands, Borg naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous and said very politely, "You're too kind. You don't need to worry about me. It doesn't matter where I live."

Murthy laughed and said, "You may not care, but we can't help but care. We'll go with the flow. Just relax. When you leave Arkham in two days, I believe you'll have been reborn."

Upon hearing this, Borg was immediately moved and said, "Then thank you very much, Dr. Murthy."

Then, Murcy turned to Wayne and said, "I'll leave everything here to you for now. I'll be back in a bit."

“Okay!” Wayne nodded and turned to follow Danny to get busy.

Murthy then left Arkham with Borg and his personal butler, heading south along Peabody Avenue.

The place wasn't too far from the Serious Man Bar, so the group didn't take a car.

“Sorry, Arkham has just been through a battle, and we’re a bit short on vehicles,” Murthy said.

Borg shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's good to move around a bit and get some exercise."

"After a month at sea, being on land is a real treat now."

Murthy laughed after hearing this: "Indeed, although the human body has a fairly good ability to adapt, it will still feel uncomfortable if it is in a long-term state."

After hearing this, Borg had a sudden thought and tentatively asked, "Can a regular surgery completely eliminate this discomfort?"

Instead of being evasive as Borg had expected, Murthy readily said, "Generally, once you reach level eighteen, you can effectively control this discomfort. However, to completely control the transformation of this state, you need to be above level thirty."

After listening, Borg thought to himself, "He's definitely a professional."

At this point, the two were at the intersection of Peabody Avenue and Coe Street. They then turned west, and Murcy pointed to an old detached house on the side and said, "This is the young master's house."

Upon hearing this, Borg turned his head and looked over, his heart filled with surprise, and said, "This place? Mayor Arkham really lives a simple life."

This villa is not luxurious at all, nor is it large. It looks very old and its location is even worse. It is not only on the edge of the city, but it is also next to a mental hospital.

Murthy smiled and said, "Young Master doesn't care about those external things."

After listening, Borg laughed and said, "With Young Master Arkham's level, he really doesn't need to care about these mundane things anymore."

Continuing westward along Kejie's path, a dark shadow suddenly flashed by and rushed towards Borg.

Borg was startled. Before he could react, two cold glints flashed, and the dark figure froze before collapsing to the ground.

At that moment, Borg looked down and saw a man dressed in black, holding a sharp blade.

"My God! What is he doing?" Borg was immediately filled with fear upon seeing this.

I'm supposed to become a superhuman in the next day or two, I can't afford to be attacked by these lunatics now.

Murthy casually remarked, "These must be outsiders who have come to our town to cause trouble."

As they were talking, a young doctor walked out of the nearby plastic surgery hospital.

“Dr. Mursi?” Sindwal was somewhat surprised to see Mursi.

Although he and Dr. Murthy were neighbors across the hall from each other, they hadn't had much interaction before due to some special reasons.

Now, Morsi spends almost all his time at the Arkham Sanatorium and rarely comes out.

Murthy smiled. "So it's Dr. Sindwal."

"What's wrong with this person?"

"A mercenary ran in from outside, wanting to find out about the situation at the sanatorium. He happened to be passing by and I stopped him. In desperation, he was prepared to take someone down with him."

As he spoke, Sindwar casually grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him up as if he were a dead chicken, preparing to return to his own home.

“This is,” Hindwal said, turning to look at Murthy when he noticed there were outsiders present.

Murthy smiled and said, "This is a guest brought by the young master. He will be one of us in the future, so you don't need to worry."

Hindwal nodded knowingly, then dragged the body back home.

Borg, who was standing nearby, was immediately incredulous at the sight.

Having grown up in the upper class of the capital, he had always seen rules and order. It was easy to get arrested by the police for beating someone on the street, let alone for murder.

But now, in this place, the death of a person is treated like the death of an insect; the murderer simply drags them into the house, and the bloodstains on the ground aren't even bothered to be concealed!?

Watching Sindwaal drag the body back home, Borg tentatively asked, "Murthy, what about that person?"

Murthy smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Dr. Sindwald doesn't have a habit of eating people. Let's go!"

Borg didn't ask any more questions and quietly followed Murthy forward.

As he continued forward, Borg faintly heard screams from some people along the way; some voices were filled with despair, and others with fear.

Along with the screams came the sound of gunfire.

At one street corner, he even witnessed a group of heavily armed thugs confronting ten Arkham police officers.

What Borg thought would be a fierce battle turned into a nightmare as he watched the police charge forward through a hail of bullets.

Something terrifying happened.

The police officers let the bullets hit them without flinching.

The bullets that hit them seemed to strike steel plates, piercing only their clothes before falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

Those ruthless bandits hiding behind various bunkers saw this scene and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Just as they were filled with fear, the police rushed to the edge of the bunker and, under the horrified gaze of the thugs, were shot in the head by the police.

The battle, which should have been a fierce gunfight, ended completely in two minutes, turning into a one-sided massacre.

Of the fifteen bandits, twelve died, and the remaining three went completely insane in their intense terror and despair.

Borg followed Mursi for a hundred meters before snapping out of his daze, muttering to himself, "Where is this place?!"

Murthy laughed and said, "Of course it's the simple and honest people of Arkham."

Chapter 0176 Blood Exchange Deal

After handing Borg over to Dr. Murthy, Los did not go home to rest, because he did not yet have the blood of a high-ranking vampire.

After returning home, Los drove straight to the business district to meet Miss Jenny Apostram, the most popular hairdresser among women in the entire town.

After Los drove away, two people slowly emerged from the shadows.

Both of them were dressed in all black, with only their eyes showing.

"What should we do?" the somewhat overweight man asked.

"Follow them. If they're out this late, they must be someone very important, maybe even his mistress. That way, once we have a chance to control his mistress, we can get the information we need."

"What I don't understand is how this guy with the lousy look became mayor and married such a beautiful wife, like a goddess." The fat man's tone was full of jealousy and dissatisfaction.

"Of course it's because of his father's influence! Otherwise, how could he become mayor at such a young age?" The tall young man quickly ran a few steps, got into his car, and secretly chased after him.

"Is the client an earl? Why would he be interested in such a minor mayor?" the fat man asked, puzzled.

The tall young man said, "The client isn't interested in him, but rather in how he will resolve the issue of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce."

"Because of the collapse of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce, most of our clients' businesses have come to a standstill. In less than a month, they have lost more than three million Rosa coins, and other clients are very dissatisfied."

The man next to him smiled and said, "But now that we've invited our Blackwater Detectives, all the problems will be easily solved."

The tall young man nodded confidently and said with a smile, "It is his honor to have two level twelve superhuman detectives like us."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the beautiful and stubborn Miss Jenny's hair salon was preparing to close.

Miss Jenny looks to be in her late twenties. She has long, flowing blonde hair, deep blue eyes, fair skin, and a tall, slender figure. She is a quintessential urban beauty.

Just as Jenny put the sign down, she saw a luxury car parked in front of her door, but she didn't show much joy.

Because he knew that the owner of this car was neither a customer nor food, but a terrifying being that she could not afford to offend.

So without saying a word, she quickly closed the door.

Just then, a large hand grabbed the doorknob, and a handsome face with a slight smile appeared in front of her: "Dear Jenny, we're old acquaintances who've had some close contact, closing the door so quickly will damage our relationship!"

Jenny, a high-ranking vampire, once disguised herself as Danny's mistress, intending to get rid of this damned, lecherous fat pig.