Demon change the world

Chapter 83 Bloodborn, Pseudo-Vampire

Kingdom of Denmark, east of Zealand.

Copenhagen.

It is the largest city in Northern Europe and also the political, economic, cultural and transportation center of Denmark. It is known as "the most livable city in the world".

Since most of the city is built on the moraine layer, it is naturally topical and has a strong historical charm.

Amager Trident Waterway, in room 106.

A middle-aged man in his 40s looked at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror with a complicated expression.

Platinum-blond half-length hair, combed into a shiny pompidou hairstyle, leaving a smooth shoveled blue line from the corner of the left eye to the back of the head, matched with an evening dress, looks extraordinarily gentlemanly.

His name was Mads Coulson.

The current him is almost like the European medieval nobleman who appeared in the film and television works.

but……

The thing is, his eyes, his teeth, his lips, everything looks different,
Black vertical pupils like a cold-blooded animal, red lips like burning flames, and two sharp teeth beyond the cover of the lips, which made his gentle temperament appear a little ferocious and evil.

The changes took place on the day of the Blood Moon event.

There are existences called golden pupils all over the world, and Midas has become what it is now.

At first, colleagues and neighbors didn't take these changes seriously, only thinking that he had suddenly developed a childlike innocence and became obsessed with dressing up as a vampire.

After all, his appearance, temperament and dressing habits are all in line with the style of a vampire.

But as time passed, more and more people noticed his changes.

Dentures and contact lenses are props after all, and there are loopholes after all, but whether his vertical pupils or sharp fangs, they are all essential changes in his body!

He has not gone out for many days.

24 hours a day, there are people squatting in front of his door.

Originally, he thought that as long as he didn't show up, as time went by, there would be fewer and fewer of these people, and the heat would turn cold.

It's a pity that things in the world, nine times out of ten, don't go as expected.

Every day, the small group squatting in front of his house welcomes newcomers.

The fanaticism of these people is simply tingling, and I don't know how to contact them.

Soon, Midas knew that this was a remote folk guild called 'Bloodborn', and its members were all serious vampire obsessives.

The ratio of male to female members is about 4:6, and they are all young people who aspire to become "blood clans".

"Mids, are you really a vampire?"

"What kind of vampire is a noble and elegant vampire! As the No.1 awakened person, Mads Coulson is at least a 'prince' vampire!"

"My lord ancestor, I am sincere! Please believe me!"

"May I ask if you have any relationship with the legendary Count Dracula?"

"I haven't gone hunting for so many days, you must be hungry? Please taste my blood and body... Everything about me belongs to you. If you are worried, you can have someone tie my hands and feet."

"Go away! You bitch addicted to drugs! With your filthy blood, you also want to stain the tongue of the ancestor?"

"I am pure! Please, my lord, try my blood!"

"Hey? If that's the case, don't I, a virgin, have a chance to become your lord's servant?"

"You don't count! The ancient records of the irreversible covenant—any man or woman who has had a dream of sex can't be called a virgin!"

"I always feel that you are forcibly raising the standard of judgment and dragging others to the same level as you..."

"You bitch, dare to falsely accuse me who is only thinking of the ancestor? You try to say it again!"

"Everyone, immediately! Immediately! All! Keep quiet! Sinners who disrespect the ancestors will be exiled, and will never be able to approach this 'Scarlet Castle' again!"

Hearing the noise outside the door, Mads Coulson had a wry smile on his face.

In such a predicament, he was also forced to understand some "common sense" in the circle of blood lovers.

The views of these non-mainstream young people are somewhat different from ordinary people, but they are very active. Many years ago, a set of blood clan hierarchy was recognized.

From high to low, the order is: ancestor, prince, public, marquis, uncle, son, male, blood servant.

Thinking of this, Midas sighed.

What blood ancestor is he?
Not afraid of sunlight, not afraid of silver, not afraid of crosses and garlic, and at the same time not needing to drink blood, his physical ability is not much different from ordinary people, not even comparable to those who are invisible and silver-eyed.

Even so, it's hard to argue with this kind of thing falling on him.

The members of the blood guild, after realizing the existence of Midas, reorganized decisively, and all the members of the original levels were all sorted out to the end, and they were judged as "ordinary humans" outside the circle.

Only those who are willing to stay around the "Scarlet Castle" can be judged as "Blood Servants".

After two hours, the arguing outside gradually calmed down.

The vampires outside the door selected a pair of young virgins in the true sense, sent them to the door, and waited quietly for Midas's response.

"My lord ancestor, we are ready to sacrifice ourselves."

Fanatic fans who voluntarily donated blood infected Meadows with enthusiasm.

After hesitating for a long time, he welcomed the two "sacrifices" into the room from the boat, and locked the door decisively.

Only at this time did he notice that the original neighbors had all moved out of this area.

After the explanations of the two sacrifices, Midas knew that among his followers, there were a few high-ranking people who spent money like water, and used various means to forcefully buy this water area.

"The ancestors are finally willing to respond to us!"

Outside the room, there was a deliberately lowered volume of cheers.

Although Midas did not show any ability, this was not taken seriously by the members of the Blood Society.

Didn't the original golden pupil Jack Grimm, the unlucky guy who was shot dead by his fans because of racial discrimination, also didn't have any ability to awaken?
time!

No matter how great the essence is, it takes time to wake up, to wake up one's own ability from the long river of time!

Even Jesus, after coming to the world, did not regain his divine power. Wasn’t he also sold by the believer Judas for 30 silver coins, and was crucified by ordinary people on the cross of Calvary on the outskirts of the city?

The blood servants who brought their own dry food said that they firmly believed that the ancestors of Midas would one day be able to awaken their potential and endow them with a noble blood status!
Among the loyal blood servants, once a traitor like Judas appeared, they would clean up the house by themselves without the need for Midas.

The members of the Society of the Bloods were very considerate, checked each other's gaps, and thought about many issues that the pseudo-vampire Midas had never thought about.

……

Huaguo, Zhaofujing, deep in the secret base.

At the edge of Yan Anqing's field of vision, a little panda appeared.

It held a green and tender bamboo in its hand, and while gnawing on it, it slowly swayed to the center of the field of vision.

"Patience has been exercised by you..."

Yan Anqing stared blankly, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.

Finally, the little panda finished gnawing on the bamboo, and slowly blew word bubbles.

(End of this chapter)