I Became a Progenitor Vampire

Southern Province, Risle City.

This city occupied by old monsters has already become a life forbidden zone.

In the beginning, bold players went to explore, but over time, the bold players also became extinct.

Because the aura of the old days began to become strong, the level of the old monsters became higher and higher, and ordinary players were killed before they entered the city of Risle.

At this moment, this city filled with the atmosphere of the old days is undergoing earth-shattering changes.

The dark clouds within a hundred miles of the sky are like a large vortex covering the sea, slowly rotating, and the center of the vortex is Risle City.

Covering the sky and the sun, dark clouds are rolling.

As the black cloud vortex rotates, the cracks in the sky are under tremendous pressure, and they begin to expand bit by bit, and the cracks get bigger and bigger.

From the thickness of the steel wire to the iron rod...

With the emergence of space gaps, the chaotic atmosphere of the old days resembled a bursting dam, and began to swarm into the city of Risle.

This directly increased the old aura in this evil city tenfold and a hundredfold.

The surrounding environment, which was originally inanimate, became even more dead.

On the contrary, the violent half-mouse bathed in the breath of the old days has now been greatly improved.

Those below level 10 began to rise crazily to above level 10, and even the violent half-mouses at level 15 began to appear intensively...

Although the potential of the raging half-mouse is limited, the old aura can quickly bring these monsters to the limit of their potential.

Before no one noticed it, a terrorist army with all levels above level 10 in Risle City was slowly taking shape.

But this is just the beginning. With the rich atmosphere of the old days, the interior of Risle City has quietly transformed into an old world that can withstand the coming of the gods.

The gate of space that originally stood in the central area was slowly blurred by the impact of the old forces.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see the other end of the space, a plane with countless violent half-mouses, which is completely anchored in the center of the city at this moment.

"Hahahaha...

Finally, I can finally come to this world! ! "

The evil blasphemous words resounded across the sky at this moment.

The surrounding old power seemed to be activated after the blasphemous words sounded, frantically condensing in one direction.

After a while, the central area of ​​Risle City clicked ~ a sound like glass shattering sounded, and the main plane and the other plane opened the final gap at this moment.

The shadow of Chuo Chuo just now has become clearly visible, and there is nothing blocking the two sides.

Countless violent half-mouses roared to the sky at the same time, and their mouths made a harsh sound like a sharp blade across the glass.

Heaven and earth trembled amid the evil roar.

After being affected by this, the cracks in the sky cracked again, and larger gaps appeared.

The breath of the old days is now gushing out like a high-pressure water gun, making this city a city of old days in chaos and eternal silence.

In the next second of the sky split, an indescribable breath of horror surged from the center of Risle City to the surroundings, like a ten-foot-high wave hitting the surroundings.

The world is shocked.

Those violent half-mouses who were screaming up to the sky seemed to have been pinched alive at the moment, and stopped abruptly. Some mice saw the cat and crawled on the ground shiveringly, extremely humble.

Huhu~

Along with the billowing breath of the old days, a tall figure exuding a dark light appeared in the center of Risle City.

The moment that figure appeared in the main position, it seemed to have touched some ancient rules that lasted in the past, and the sound of a chain dragging in the heaven and earth sounded.

But in an instant the ancient rule fell into silence again.

Risle City has completely collapsed, and the ancient rules can no longer affect this old city.

The gloomy figure exuding extremely terrifying aura noticed this scene, and suddenly let out a burst of almost crazy laughter.

"Hahahaha!

The rules of the new day have been broken, and the glory of the old day will once again cover the earth! !

Damn the new sun **** Yiluo! !

Are you ready to meet my anger! I want to extract your soul and burn it with magic flames for a million years! ! "

"I will destroy this world in the name of the plague god!!"

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At the same time when the plague **** descended on the main plane, the edge of the ancient deep forest, the depths of the storm sea, the center of the undead empire, near the capital of Norland Empire...

The cracks in the sky above the old seals were enlarged one after another, and those old evil gods were no longer mourning dogs that escaped the seal this time, but appeared on the main plane with an extremely domineering attitude.

The forces of the main plane that had just adapted to the old days have once again encountered an unprecedented crisis.

Because these old evil gods who descended on the main plane were full bodies, they possessed the peak of divine power, and did not turn into mortals like the gods.

The only thing to be thankful for is that these old evil gods were unable to leave the sealed land in a short time because the rules of the main plane were not completely broken.

But everyone knows that the storm has arrived, and an unprecedented battle may begin tomorrow.

It is not only ordinary residents who are terrified, but also those gods who are far from regaining their power.

Everyone knows that once the rules of the main plane can no longer restrict those old evil gods that have descended on the world, then they may usher in the end.

In fact, the most tragic are those gods who have been hunted down by the main plane careerists before they formally collide with the old evil gods.

During this period of time, I can hear from time to time that believers of certain gods can no longer sense the presence of their gods...

Everything is moving in an unknown direction.

But the life of the main plane of Glory is not aware of it. It is not only the main plane that has undergone tremendous changes, but the entire multi-dimensional plane has entered the countdown to destruction on this day.

The plane of the undead, there are countless skeletons buried in this land. From the plane that has existed since the beginning of the world, fifteen undead monarchs raised their heads and looked up at the same time.

Click~

With a clear sound, the plane of the undead that has not been affected, cracks also appeared in the sky.

The gurgling breath of the old days is as strong as water.

The old cataclysm has finally eroded into this evil land.

The plane of the undead is like this, as the bottomless abyss of the most evil place in the world, it has not escaped the influence of the old at this moment.

Click~

Crisp cracks sounded in every corner of the abyss, whether it was on the surface plane of the first level or the bottom plane of the abyss below the 600th level.

As long as you look up to the sky, you can find the cracks that are clearly visible like a spider web.

The crack cannot be touched, has no substance, and cannot be destroyed. It is the manifestation of rules.

The strong old power instantly diffused out, and the whole world exudes a decadent and permeating aura, even the evil and bloodthirsty demon felt a fatal threat at this moment.

The old power never cares whether you are in the evil camp or the good camp...

And aware of the changes in the heavens and the earth, countless terrifying demon gods hiding in the bottom plane of the bottomless abyss roared to the sky.

The terrifying coercion rose one after another like a storm, and the entire abyss was filled with divine might.

For countless years, the abyss has never been illuminated by light.

The fallen evil gods will hide in this extremely evil land. No one knows how many terrifying evil gods have been hidden in the abyss that has existed since the beginning of the world.

But at this moment, these sleeping powerful beings were all awakened.

Because they sensed a fatal danger, yes, danger, that breath made their souls tremble.

That is the power of the old days, that is the power that destroys everything in the world.

The old rulers once ruled the chaotic land that was never created by the creation gods.

Today, He has been born again.

This time he will annihilate everything and return the entire multiverse to nothingness and chaos again.

A large number of demonic masters who existed at the beginning of the creation are sleeping in the deepest part of the bottomless abyss. After awakening from endless dormancy and sleep, these terrifying existences directly plunge the entire abyss into chaos.

The demon ruler wanted to occupy a powerful plane to resist the coming threat of the old days, but the original master naturally refused to give up and began to rebel frantically.

Chaos and killing are the eternal theme of the abyss, and this time the abyss has completely messed up.

There is no way outside to know the changes in the abyss, and Reed at this moment does not have much thoughts about other things.

After Grimm sensed that the power of death was enough to corrupt the twelve-winged seraph, he arranged the task of managing Grimm, riding on the dead bones alone, and returning to the dawn of dawn at the fastest speed city.

He has been greedy for twelve-winged blazing angel eyes for several years, and this time he definitely wants to use this powerful life for himself.

After entering within a thousand miles of the city of dawn, Reed waved his hand directly, broke the space in front of him, and rode straight back to the buried bones.

Entering the Burial Ground, the power of the entire plane was instantly blessed on him, and the surging power made him so comfortable that he almost groaned...Great sword, this is.

After waiting for a while, he recovered, and slightly sensed that everything in the Burial Ground appeared before his eyes.

At this time, the undead were still fighting with the devil. Every second, there were demons and undead pouring in from the gate of space. Every minute, thousands of them were killed in battle.

The dark master is really sharp enough. He has slaughtered so many demons, and the undead will lose countless.

But how many losses and undead of the opponent can directly make up, which has to make him feel that the Skeleton Sea tactics are really invincible.

"Mianxia..."

After sensing the breath of Reed, Amy, who built a plague laboratory in the Burial Ground, immediately came to salute.

This guy is currently studying the plague while carrying out the task of raising pigs in the abyss.

"Amy, how was the plague you studied last time?"

After returning to the Burial Ground, Reed didn't feel so urgent. The twelve-winged Seraphim had become the flesh of the mouth and could not run away.

The smile on Amy's face was instantly bright.

"Under the crown, the plague studied last time has made new progress in the past few days..."

"Oh? What's the effect?" Reed's eyes lit up instantly.

"You can watch it yourself."

Amy smiled mysteriously, and then a thumb-sized glass tube appeared out of thin air in her hand, with half a tube of green liquid sealed inside.

If you look closely, you can find that there are countless tadpoles swimming in those liquids. The densely packed microbes can scare people with dense phobias into urine.

Reed opened the properties panel with a bit of curiosity.

The unknown plague

Quality: Special (highly infectious, but low secondary infectivity)

Features: It can greatly improve the physical fitness of the infected people, but it will also cause the opponent's body to mutate. If it cannot withstand the erosion of the plague, it will directly die.

Introduction: An unknown plague, the infected person will be deformed.

Sure enough, it was a plague... Just look at the introduction, I'm afraid no one dare to experiment easily.

This thing has mixed pros and cons.

After showing it for a while, Amy threw the plague in his hand into the sky, and then the glass tube burst open with a click.

The green liquid instantly turned into a thick mist, and then began to slowly fall down.

The 14th-level double-horned demon below was being crushed and beaten by a 15th-level black warrior. At this moment, it was already scarred, and it seemed that it might be killed at any time.

But in the next second, the green mist eroded directly on this demon. His nostrils, mouth, wounds, skin, eyes, etc., were flooded into his body by countless microbes that were too small to be detected by the naked eye.

The scarred double-horned demon was already extremely desperate. The 14th-level demon was no match for the 15th-level black warrior.

But just when he thought he was going to die, a terrifying force suddenly poured out of his body.

In an instant, the wound of the double-horned devil quickly healed and scabs.

But what surprised him even more was that the wounds didn't fall off after the scabs formed, but began to spread around his body.

Within a few breaths, the double-horned devil's body was wrapped in a thick layer of scab, as if he had put on a layer of thick armor, and his defense was greatly improved.

Not only the appearance, the strength in the body of the double-horned devil is also rapidly increasing, the muscles become firmer, the bones become firmer, and the blood becomes more viscous...

In a blink of an eye, an extremely ugly two-horned demon appeared with his whole body and face wrapped in a gray-black hard shell.

Although the appearance of this two-horned demon became extremely hideous and terrifying, in return he gained even stronger power.

The two-horned demon who sensed this change was overjoyed. He didn't care about the change in appearance. When did the demon care about his appearance?

I don't even think I am ugly, but I feel very prestigious.

The black warrior on the other side who noticed the change in his breath also felt something wrong at this moment. The bone knife in his hand chopped frantically, and he wanted to completely kill the **** demon.

But the two-horned demon who had already metamorphosed felt like he was doing it again, and now he was mad and rushed towards the black warrior.

Brush ~ The bone knife flashed, and the black warrior's sword slashed fiercely on the double-horned demon.

Originally, according to the Black Warrior's estimation, this unkillable double-horned demon could also leave a huge scar on him.

But at this moment, it seemed like a blunt knife slashed on the cowhide, and it made a muffled noise.

The two-horned devil was immediately ecstatic when he noticed this scene. How strong is this layer of **** substance? ?

At the moment, he rushed forward with a ferocious expression, hugged the black warrior and then furiously biting and attacking, he saw the hope of a comeback.

After a few blinks, a huge head fell to the ground.

The black samurai looked at the broken bone knife in his hand with an extremely angry expression. The 14th-level double-horned demon was killed by him with violence. Although there is only one level difference between the 15th and 14th levels, the essence of life is far different. .

But even so, the cost of killing the opponent is still great, and the difficulty of his victory has increased several times.

And this is just a microcosm of the battlefield. After being infected by the plague, although high-level undead still have an advantage over low-level demons, they can no longer fight.

On the contrary, demons of the same level have begun to rub against the undead of the same level.

Suddenly, the demons in the plague-infected area shook vigorously, killing the dead in defeat.

Reed nodded in satisfaction when seeing this.

Although it will become extremely ugly after being infected with the plague, there is no difference between it and monsters, but in exchange for a lot of fighting power.

He slightly estimated that the fighting power of the devil infected by the plague has definitely increased by more than 50%.

Of course, there were also more than 30 demons who died directly on the way without withstanding the erosion of the plague, but compared to thousands of successful cases, he did not care too much about these deaths.

If you want to become stronger, how can you not pay the price?

Yu Guang saw the undead who were still alive and unaffected by the plague, curious.

"Amy, is there a plague that can infect the undead?"

As a special life, the undead have many talents that ordinary life does not possess, such as immunity to toxins, immunity to plague, immunity to diseases and so on.

Therefore, it is basically impossible for the ordinary plague to infect the undead.

"Under the crown, if you want to infect the undead, you must make a plague that can touch the soul... but it takes a lot of time."

Wen Yan Reed waved his hand, "No need to think, I just ask casually.

Continue to study the plague just now and improve it to the point where it cannot be changed.

After it is confirmed that it can be used, it can be used directly on the disorderly legion on the gravel plane to enhance the combat effectiveness of the demon legion. "

He has not forgotten that he directly owns a demon army of hundreds of thousands.

Amy's plague development is no problem, and it can be used to improve the combat effectiveness of his army.

"As you wish, under the crown." Amy's expression is also quite cheerful, and it is an honor to be praised by Reed.

"Okay, go ahead and work."

After watching the progress of the plague, Reed stopped staying any more, teleporting directly to the side of the twelve-story bone altar.

The mysterious sarcophagus he carried out of the Sealed Land is still being double-sealed by the tears of purification and the wings of angels.

The most eye-catching thing is the angel wing. At this moment, this holy wing has turned into a black and white color, full of negative energy.

But this is the case, the angel wings are still releasing a lot of sacred power to suppress the sarcophagus.

It can be seen how incompatible the two are.

Open the properties panel.

Twelve Winged Seraph

Status: Transforming, transforming race-fallen angel (irreversible)

Conversion time: 2823 (can consume the power of death to accelerate conversion)

Introduction:......

Reed glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction.

The twelve-winged seraph had three thousand years of transformation time left, but because the angel wings continued to output the divine power to suppress the sarcophagus, the transformation time was reduced.

However, with the 300 million death power in his current hand, no matter whether it is reduced or not, it is enough.

After groaning slightly, he waved his hand to take the angel's wings off the sarcophagus, but the other party was indifferent.

Reed frowned, mental power filled, and a moment later shook his head helplessly.

He found that this thing seemed to have taken root, and had formed a tacit enchantment cycle with the tears of purification below.

If he forcefully takes it down, he can only break the barrier, but it is likely to damage the tears of purification below.

After trying this a few times or so, Reed can't help but feel a little painful. Is this the first step? ?

After pondering for a moment, he directly made a decision.

If you can't take it down, don't take it, just convert it directly.

Inside the sarcophagus below is the old evil god, using the old power. Although the power of death is negative energy, it is part of the power of glory, which is essentially different from the old power born in the chaos.

He didn't need to be afraid that the escaped power of death would nourish the existence in the sarcophagus.

I no longer hesitate now, my mind moved, above the buried place, the power of death condensed into a thick mist began to rush into the twelve-layered bone altar, and the huge power of death made every bone on the altar glow .

The Bone Altar is the only special building in the Burial Land, which has the effect of accelerating the transformation of high-level lives into undead.

After the power of death poured in, the altar of white bones began to emit a white light, but this kind of light had nothing to do with holiness, but it was as palpitating as seeing bones in a graveyard.

After death entered the altar, in the operation of the ancient rules, it began to be slowly transported to the angel wings.

The angel's wings trembled, seeming to perceive the arrival of danger, but the sleeping twelve-winged Seraphim had already lost the ability to resist.

Reed glanced at the attribute panel, and the power of death was falling crazily at a rate of millions per second.

Correspondingly, the conversion time of the Angel Wing's attribute panel is also rapidly reduced as the power of death is consumed.

He could see with the naked eye that in the angel's wings, with the influx of the power of death, the holy breath became thinner, and a terrible evil was brewing inside.

That is not the evil that ordinary people can imagine, it is full of the purest darkness, killing and blood.

When the holiest beings in this world fall, their holiness will be transformed into the purest darkness.

This is a word circulated in the master of the abyss, the more holy, the darker it is.

In human terms, after the fall of a holy life, it will gain power far beyond ordinary life.

This is also the reason why those abyss evil gods tirelessly want to lure the gods of the heavens to fall, because the gods of light will be stronger after they fall.

Now, by chance, Reed is doing what all the evil gods of the abyss desire-luring a twelve-winged seraph to fall.

Angels of this level have a first-class lofty status in the light gods, and they are not even inferior to some non-combat gods.

With such a chance, speaking out will definitely make the powerful demon master jealous.

As the huge force of death poured in, the tears of purification below also responded, and its blue energy began to radiate wildly, suppressing the sarcophagus with a more domineering attitude.

The mysterious sarcophagus also sensed something was wrong and wanted to resist, but under the strength of the Tears of Purification, all this became futile.

Reed watched all this silently, and did not make any extra moves. The sarcophagus was too mysterious, and everything waited for the angel to come out before making plans.

At the same time, he was also full of expectations at this time.

Especially when he saw the white spots on the angel's wings disappear little by little, and after the black took over, his eyes widened, and he couldn't bear to remove it all the time.

Because he is about to have a twelve-winged blazing angel that makes everyone afraid!

This mood is like opening up the love letter given to him by the goddess who secretly loves him, like in the game ten consecutive draws must be an artifact...

Although only a few minutes have passed, the process of Reed is as long as half a century.

At the end of the day, there was no more holy light from the angel wings, and the sacred power that suppressed the sarcophagus below completely disappeared, and he took a long breath.

The angel wings at this time had become pure black, so thorough, so deep.

And the power of death on his attribute panel now only has a few ten million left.

Seeing this scene, Reed can't help but sigh.

For several years, it expended huge energy, manpower, and material resources, and even used the forces dominated by the abyss to obtain death power for him.

After sowing for several years and paying countless amounts, it is finally time to harvest now.

Reed breathing slowed down a bit at this time, his eyes fixed on the angel wings.

He could feel that after the divine power faded, the dark power became the only one.

A terrifying breath was brewing inside, and those death powers did not disappear, but were completely absorbed by the twelve-winged seraph.

In other words, that angel is being transformed by the power of death...

This process of transformation is like the process of a dragon egg being hatched.

Reed saw this scene as if thinking of something, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I remember that when the **** Asrejah was hatched, he used the power of death to reshape his **** body and condense his soul with the power of faith...

Now that the power of death is there, can I continue to input the power of faith to make the twelve-winged Seraphim stronger? "

After this idea came up, he felt a feeling in his heart that this operation should be right, so he decided to try it right now.

Yu Guang glanced at his attribute panel. At this time, the number of followers of the Dusk Sect had exceeded 15 million.

Because of the fact that the Dawn Sect subjugated Grimm and conquered the Centaur, the number of believers has soared to 3 million. It is foreseeable that this number will at least double in the future.

Now the power of faith that nearly 20 million believers can bring to him every day is astronomical.

At this moment, the power of faith of the Dusk Sect is over 12 million, and the Dawn Sect has more than 6 million.

As a new landlord, Lao Cai, Reed instantly smiled.

He feels that he can do it again.

My heart swelled rapidly, and finally I didn't feel the same impoverished feeling before.

No longer hesitating now, he stepped out and came to the top of the twelve-layered bone altar out of thin air.

Standing firmly beside the sarcophagus, then his right hand stretched out slightly and placed it on the angel's wings.

After confirming that it was correct, Reed took a deep breath, the power of faith gushing out like a dam on a high mountain bursting.

The angel's wings are indebted to this power, like a black hole that swallows everything, and the power of faith is swallowed by its whale.

After receiving the blessing of the power of faith, the black angel wings exudes a dark light, and a terrifying aura slowly emanates.

Although there is only one strand, it is enough to make a determined veteran fearful.

The distance is blocked by the fog, and the demons and undead of the bone altar cannot be observed at this time, feeling inexplicably cold on their backs, even if they fight in life and death, they subconsciously stay away from the bone altar.

That is the fear of life instinct.

Reed noticed this change and the smile on his face gradually bloomed.

His perception is correct, the power of faith can indeed increase the power of the twelve-winged seraphim.

He could clearly feel that with the integration of the power of faith, certain rules in the angel's wings seemed to be filled.

But to enhance the power of the existence of the twelve-winged seraphim, the power of faith required is also astronomical.

The power of faith accumulated by the Twilight Sect has been consumed in less than ten minutes.

Reed looks at the bottomless pit-like angel wings and can only grit their teeth and look at the power of more than 6 million beliefs in the Dawn Sect.

The landlord's old wealth can't stand such a prodigal... and he is poor again.

However, the other party seemed to be a 40-year-old young woman, who was in high demand at the moment, and the power of tens of millions of beliefs was not enough.

At the moment, I started to input the power of faith of the breaking dawn sect with a mentality of a bit of experimentation, and finally found that the twelve-winged seraph was really ignorant, and did not care about the power of faith on the light side, just like swallowing it.

A few minutes later, just as the power of faith of the Breaking Dawn sect was almost drained, Reed finally sensed the saturation of the angel's wings.

He only stopped after sensing the information.

But after the power of faith poured into the angel's wings, the twelve-winged blazing angel was not born immediately, but the other party fell into a deeper transformation.

It seems really like hatching an egg.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes...

After two hours of the sun, Reed raised his brows slightly. After two hours of observation, he could feel that the twelve-winged Seraphim wanted to complete the transformation and it would take at least three days.

He lowered his head and glanced at the sarcophagus next to him, stretched out his hand, and directly sealed the thing with the strength of the plane.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he sat cross-legged on the bone altar and waited. He wanted to see the birth of the twelve-winged seraphim.

But it didn't take long for him to give up, and the plan could not keep up with the changes. A piece of news from Harrison made him immediately out of the buried ground.

Harrison has the authority of the Burial Ground, so this city hall speaker can open the door of the space and report the news to Reed.

Inside the city hall office, Reed looked at Harrison with a serious face.

"You mean, there is news from the Scarlet Moon, and there are cracks in the sky of the Lost Plane?"

"Yes, under the crown."

Although Harrison didn't understand why Reed was so serious about this matter, he replied respectfully.

"The president of Crimson Moon specially marked the extremely urgent mark when delivering the message, so you must go to Crimson Moon immediately."

Reed hears that the eyes are dying, and there are regular cracks in the sky of the earth... Does it mean that the old days will descend on the earth? ?

When he got the news, his heart was not as shocked as he had imagined.

Because when he can summon a small fireball on the earth, he already has this mental preparation.

But no matter what, he must return to the earth immediately at this moment.

There are cracks in the sky, which means too much.

If the old days do come, can the earth resist those old monsters?

Reed has no answer to this.

Deep eyes looked at Harrison.

"Harrison, when I broke through the legend, I found a way to enter the Lost Plane~www.readwn.com~The Lost Plane is very important, so I will go there soon."

"There is one thing you must always pay attention to-the twelve-winged Seraph has completely fallen.

She will wake up in three days. I will try my best to come back within three days. If I don’t come back, please calm the other person..."

Harrison was not surprised to hear the words of Reed. From his perspective, the Lost Plane is nothing more than an ordinary plane. The only special thing is that it is far from the main plane and the people who come from it. Can be reborn.

Reed even dares to occupy the abyss, what's so great about a lost plane.

In contrast, the news of the twelve-winged seraphim excites him even more.

"Everyone will obey your orders, crowned"

Reed took a deep look at Harrison and didn't say much. It directly shattered the void in front of him, plunged his body into the depths of the buried ground and fell asleep, and then returned directly to the earth.

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