"The great son of darkness, Lord of blood, you are our eternal faith..."

"God is not omnipotent, but you are omnipotent! Gods are just false gods, but you are the true god!"

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Under the night, the entire city of Caslan was shrouded in admiration, and the crescent moon seemed to be stained with blood, proving the changes that took place in the city.

"Haha, now, this city is mine."

The feminine and handsome Blood Zu sat high in the seat of the mayor's residence, raising his legs, tasting the bright red liquid in the wine glass, and murmured to himself with excitement.

In front of him, the elites of the blood clan collectively worshiped and praised the merits.

This is the Iron Eagle City, but now it is the Caslan City of their blood clan!

Since the Blood Ancestor came to the Iron Eagle Empire, he has started to stir up the wind and rain and make waves.

He turned the elites among humans into blood clans, and the members of the blood clans continued to transform into other people, allowing the entire blood clan to grow, like a big tree with lush branches and leaves, greedily absorbing nutrients on the entire empire.

For ordinary people, the blood clan is just an urban legend. All kinds of rumors about the blood clan are always mentioned in the streets, alleys, or among neighbors and colleagues, but this legend has been mentioned more and more frequently by others recently.

But for the Iron Eagle government, this is not just a legend, it is also a threat. They are trying their best to control news and public opinion, and do not want some truths to be known to the public and cause unnecessary panic.

Especially at this critical moment when the war with the Eastern Song Dynasty was on the rise, the government needed the support of the people, and the whole country must concentrate all its forces in serving the war.

It is precisely because of this that the Blood Ancestor and his family continued to expand their power, from the beginning of fighting guerrillas to now blatantly turning the entire city into a territory ruled by the blood clan, turning all human beings into their food, blood slaves!

"The great blood ancestor is one step closer to our great goal. It won't take long to make the entire Iron Eagle Empire become a paradise for our blood clan! That's when you are crowned!"

The Blood Ancestor's right hand was known as the "Scythe of Death". He wore a black tight windbreaker, pale and bloodless face, and had a pathological beauty. Carl praised him.

“Indeed, now is the best time for us to expand.”

Another rough man, the left hand of the blood clan, "Dark Knight" Persey nodded and said.

boom!

At this moment, the walls of the official residence suddenly exploded, making pairs of scarlet eyes look at the movement.

"You can't do anything and go anywhere! Damn it, the bed bugs in the sewer! How dare you kill the Lamb who belongs to my Lord? How dare you fill the entire city with a dirty aura. You will all die tonight!"

A man who was wrapped in linen and only had a tattooed face appeared in the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated, his eyes were filled with cold light and cursed in his mouth.

"I'm right. I finally caught you today, trash."

Another priest wearing a priest's robe and bearded face walked out and stared at all the blood clans present with cold eyes.

Not only the two of them, but also many warriors holding swords rushed in from the big hole that was broken on the wall together.

"So it's you."

Seeing these people's sudden attack, Percy's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately pulled out the knight's sword from his waist, took two steps forward, blocking the Blood Ancestor.

These people are no one else, but the paladins and two bishops of the Immortal Order!

The Blood Ancestor and the Blood Clan have always encountered the biggest and most difficult opponent in the Iron Eagle Empire, which is the Immortal Cult. They are the real controllers entrenched behind this country!

The priests and paladins of the Immortal Order have extraordinary powers and the ability to restrain and eliminate members of the Vampire clan. They first understood this when they first met them. Even since then, they have fought more than once with the Immortal Order in various cities of Iron Eagle!

"The evil dog, the loyal dog, the loyal dog, Masal? You seem to be late. This city is already full of our people!"

Carl smiled evilly and said sarcastically to the two enemies.

He was very familiar with the two people in front of him. He and Persey fought with these two guys many times. The two guys were the fateful enemies of their two.

"Carl, Persie, and your master, aren't you? You're done this time."

Bishop Shamanda, who had a tattoo on his face, sneered.

"I really want to see how we got done, you idiots. kids, prepare to kill them!"

Carl grinned and shouted loudly.

roar!

The many blood clan elites present responded in unison and took out various weapons at the same time, including cold weapons and hot weapons, which vaguely surrounded the enemies that broke into the big holes on the wall.

"God said that no heresy should exist in the world..."

Suddenly, a calm voice rang out in the official residence, accompanied by a milky white light.

This milky white light is filled with the breath of life and is extremely bright, illuminating the entire official residence.

"ah..."

When shining by this light, the blood clans in the entire official residence made shrill screams, and many people began to rot, flesh and blood turned into dirty blood, and white bones were exposed.

It was as if this force was their nemesis, and they were polluted by higher powers.

Even the two high-ranking blood tribes, Persie and Carl, grinned under the illumination of this power and kept retreating.

"Praise you, God's most loyal servant, God's shepherd in the mortal world, and the great patriarch."

Tattoo Bishop Shamanda's mouth curved in a curve and bowed to the man who walked slowly and was wrapped in light.

"With you here, these messes will have nowhere to escape."

The same is true for the bearded bishop Marsal, who is making room for those who appear.

"Patriarch? Are all the senior leaders of the Immortal Order coming?"

The Blood Ancestor, who had been sitting quietly, finally took action. He had felt some threat before, so he did not take action when the two bishops appeared on the stage to show off.

At this moment, he grabbed his hands with his hands, and the paladins felt their bodies under control, and the blood in their bodies began to boil and thunder, as if they were not their bodies.

And then...puff!bang!

"ah..."

A paladin's chest exploded immediately, and blood surged out of his body and floated in the air, but he fell to the ground with a scream.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Immediately afterwards, more paladins swelled up like balloons, then exploded, their bodies fell down, and blood was drawn.

The two bishops Shamanda and Marsal changed their faces, while Persie, Carl and other blood clans looked very happy.

"This is the power of blood!"

When the blood was extracted and condensed into a long river rippled in the air, in sharp contrast with the milky white power mastered by the Patriarch, Carl screamed with a fanatical look on his face.

"Devil, you are more abominable than heresy. God said you must leave the world and go to the kingdom of God to receive sanctions!"

The Patriarch showed his true face, a man with a vicissitudes of face. His eyes were not full of spirit, only empty white, as if he had broken eyes, but his face was covered with the light of faith, giving people a unique feeling.

After he said this, the milky white light condensed into a huge sanctioning sword and slashed towards the Blood Ancestor!

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Chapter completed!