Chapter 246: At the moment of the blood moon, the ancestor of the blood demon——Dickon Ford "My name is Andromeda Brooke, and I am an ordinary vampire noble!"
"Today, the legendary blood banquet was finally held successfully, and as a member of the blood nobles, I, Andromeda Brooke, am naturally one of the honored guests invited to this blood banquet!!"
"It is indeed the legendary blood banquet. There is so much blood in the banquet for us to squander and enjoy as much as we want."
"But why is it like this? You bastards, let me down quickly. I will kill you if you believe it or not!!!"
At this time, Andromeda Brooke's whole body was tied tightly with hemp rope, and her whole body was tied like a rice dumpling.
The whole person, along with his favorite gorgeous dress, were thrown on the dirty floor of the warehouse, and this approach also made him, who always liked to be clean, look disgraced.
Andromeda Brook roared loudly in her heart. Those angry words just now were the voice of his heart. Now his lips were tightly blocked with a rag, and there was no room for resistance at all.
And around Andromeda Brooke, there were not a few vampire nobles like him who were kidnapped.
Andromeda Brooke even saw several of his own relatives, and these vampires all have one thing in common. They are all bloodline heirs of the legendary "Thirteen Clan of Cain".
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Night is falling and the blood moon is coming! !
The weak street lights in New York City cast a few mottled shadows, and the dim lights reflected among the densely packed high-rise buildings.
In an abandoned warehouse, a group of mysterious figures gathered together. They were die-hard loyalists who were only loyal to Deacon's men. They were ordered to guard and sacrifice the heirs of the "Thirteen Clan of Cain" bloodline for Deacon. ·Fu inherited the power of the ancestor Cain to provide a sufficiently pure bloodline.
"Whoa!!"
I saw these Dickon Foe's vampire men uniformly dressed in black robes, holding torches in their hands, surrounding a blood-red altar, and lighting the torches on the blood-red altar one by one.
There are various ancient runes and magic props placed on the altar, which are items that Dickon Fo spent a lot of effort to exchange with the ancients, so that this ceremony can be successfully held at one time.
"Woooooo!!"
Surrounding the blood-red altar were vampires bound by ropes. Their eyes revealed fear and despair. Their mouths were blocked and they could only scream in agony. Their eyes were full of pleading.
"let's start!!"
Dickon Foe's voice miraculously came from that place and reached the ears of his loyal servants.
"Whoa!!"
"Shhh!!"
Following Deacon Foe's actions, a blood moon suddenly filled the sky over New York City, and the torches in the warehouse were lit one by one! ! The ceremony begins! ! As the ceremony progressed, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if the entire warehouse was filled with blood.
"I sacrifice my great flesh and blood to Cain, the ancestor of the vampire clan..."
A man in black robes held an ancient dagger high and began to recite ancient spells. The atmosphere of the ceremony became more depressing and terrifying.
"boom!!"
Suddenly, a dazzling red light rose from the center of the altar, and then, a roar that seemed to come from hell appeared and began to resound throughout the warehouse.
"No, ahhhh!!!"
"Help, I don't want to die!!!"
"Ahhhh!!!"
The vampires began to struggle and howl, their bodies quickly shriveled up, and their blood was sucked into the altar with a force like a black entire warehouse was filled with the cries and howls of the vampire nobles, and the blood-colored light reflected the surrounding area, as if the entire space was covered by a devouring darkness.
And the vampire nobles who were sacrificed like this were actually not the only vampires in this warehouse.
After those vampire nobles were ritually sacrificed and inhaled into the altar, they would follow the scarlet moonlight of the blood moon to transport their power and pure blood to Dickon Fo's body.
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Outside the warehouse, as the blood moon rose, the ordinary vampires and ghouls in New York City went completely berserk.
Countless ghouls took to the streets and began to attack the people passing by, filling the already dark streets with the smell of blood.
The sirens kept ringing, and the police cars flashed their lights and sirens one after another! ! It's going to be a sleepless night tonight! !
Moreover, in these corners shrouded in darkness, no one knows how many innocent people will become victims of this mysterious ritual.
As the ceremony proceeds, tragedy unfolds in New York City.
Countless vampire nobles were sucked out of their blood one by one. They let out shrill howls, and their bodies gradually shriveled up, like living zombies.
The originally graceful face became withered, the skin was pale, and the eyes were full of despair and pain.
At the same time, the black-robed men participating in the ceremony seemed to be controlled by a strange force. Their faces were distorted and they danced crazily, and their bodies gradually emitted a dark light.
"Ahhhhh!!"
A black-robed subordinate was corrupted by a strange force, and finally turned into a blood shadow and merged into the altar, and the entire vampire body completely disappeared from the world.
Dicken Fo actually didn't even spare his own men. In order to prevent future troubles, he absorbed all the men who knew the situation.
The smell of blood quickly spread, and a strong chill crawled across everyone's backs, as if a dark shadow was slowly covering the entire city.
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"Blood………"
And among these vampires who had their blood sucked dry, there were a few survivors who were still struggling.
The constantly twisting body gradually turned pale, and its eyes were filled with thirst for blood and endless fear. It roared in an attempt to escape from the shackles of the ritual and find new prey.
"Ahhh!!!"
Gradually, the entire New York City is filled with the atmosphere of death and terror.
People are fleeing this demon-dominated area, but no matter where they flee, vampires seem to be everywhere.
New York City at night has become the scene of the eternal confrontation between vampires and humans. Demonic roars and desperate cries fill the city, intertwined with people's inner struggles.
And under a huge blood moon, a demon-like figure stood above the Empire State Building, blowing the biting cold wind.
“What a pleasure!!!”
Dickon Fo stood on one of the highest points in the city, looking out over the mountains and hills, feeling the power and pure blood brought by the blood moon.
At this moment, Deacon Foe has been completely transformed. He has inherited the No. 13 Cain Demon and a large amount of vampire blood, and has absorbed the power in the Evil Key. He can be called the ancestor of the Blood Demon.
(End of this chapter)