"Because the seed of life requires sufficient spiritual energy to germinate! And it can only bloom and bear fruit when it is implanted in flesh and blood. Femis's human mother, Countess Cecilia, serves as the container for flowering and fruiting.

but me

I dedicated all my strength, talent, and even my complete blood essence to make this seed sprout.

I am probably one of the few strange guys in the history of the entire race who survived after his heart was ripped out and his strength was squeezed out, and my weakness also comes from this.

This shriveled heart that was put back into my body can no longer give me any strength to protect me.

But theoretically, this little girl is also half of my daughter.

Well, at least a quarter, which is how it should be described based on human reproduction standards.

As for this wound, I caused it myself.

I once thought it was due to my pursuit of truth and perfection as a spiritual master, which made me voluntarily sacrifice everything for the theories and plans I designed.

But it wasn't until I was left to fend for myself on the edge of Cadman City that I realized that that overly radical dedication and dedication was probably just a real illusion that Sarokdar was using the blood contract to weave for me.

I've been taken advantage of.

That's me being stupid!

I can't blame others, after all, I am the one to blame.

I was so crazy back then, narcissistic, evil and crazy, like a hopeless lunatic."

Having said this, Tris shook her head.

She looked back at Murphy and whispered:

"Little Murphy, do you remember the warning I told you before about vampires always being lured by the darkness and falling into the abyss? That is not the life experience of boring old people, my cute little fool.

That is a warning condensed by your poor elder through the painful experience of more than four hundred years of life!

You need to keep this in mind.

Don't obey the call of darkness in your heart, don't do irreversible things under its urging, and don't be led by it to fall into the abyss and into the mud.

Just like me back then.”

Murphy fell silent.

Tris said very seriously.

Murphy also believed that Tris’s warning at this moment was absolutely serious.

She didn't want Murphy to follow her old path, but Murphy really couldn't combine the serious image of Tris with the usual drunken and dreamy image of her.

Hey, your style is not suitable for this kind of earnest persuasion, okay? Now shouldn't you be discussing with me seriously which brand of wine is softer in the mouth?

"That seed!"

Just when Murphy was thinking about whether his elder had a split personality due to the recalled memories, Femis suddenly raised her head, she grabbed Tris's wrist and said:

"I've seen the seed you mentioned before!"

"impossible!"

Tris turned back sharply and categorically denied:

"The Seed of Life was stolen by Salokdar and I from the Holy Land of Glamour Island of the Old Natural Religion two hundred and twenty-five years ago at the expense of fifteen family elders!

It was precisely because of that overly successful theft that the "Second Night War" was triggered, completely detonating the inherent contradiction between vampires and the old religion of humans.

The super-large-scale head-on conflict between the three clans of Blood Eagle, Wolfsbane and Blood Terror and humans also started at that time.

It was that conflict that led to the annihilation of the Blood Terror, the migration of Wolfsbane and the decline of the Blood Vulture. It was also at that time that the undying hatred between Wolfsbane and the Blood Vulture was forged.

At that time, few people knew the truth of this matter, let alone saw the Seed of Life with their own eyes.

It sprouted after I watered it with my own blood essence one hundred and ninety years ago.

In my calculations and considerations, it will take at least a hundred years, and at most a hundred and sixty years, to grow enough to bear fruit, and it needs enough blood to water it every year to prevent it from withering.

This is not the correct way to use the seed of life said to be given to the elves by the god Avalon, but we eternal sinners can only use this vampire magic to catalyze it.

Over the years, the mysteriously missing humans in Cadman City were all captured by Sarokdar, and their blood was squeezed out in the name of sacrifice to advance this plan.

My calculations were obviously correct!

He implanted that seed into your mother's body according to my instructions, then used the dirty bodily fluids to mate with her, and finally gave birth to you through childbirth using her as a container!

You are the new form of the seed of life and blood!

How could you possibly have seen it?

You are it!”

"I've really seen it!

It was in Smuggler's Grove that I met the white knight Elder Finock. That guy originally wanted to kill me, but he seemed to have found out the clues and made me take a black seed to put me into some kind of hypnotic state."

Femis stammered, waving his hands and explaining:

"I remember very clearly. During that hypnosis, I saw the stars and rivers stretching out under my feet, and I also saw the tree in the center of the sea of ​​stars!

The dead branches shaped by blood stretch out without a single leaf, looking as ferocious as monsters growing out of the dark abyss!

I've actually seen it!"

"What did you say? A gold-level white knight let you go? Old Finnock? Who is that?"

Tris asked a few questions in astonishment.

Behind her, Murphy also had a premonition of the second crisis. He explained:

"We killed Jed this time because we relied on the judgment of the old Finock. It was he who led this group of elite witch hunters to confirm the death of Sarokdar.

He is in Cadman City at this time, but the dishonest lady has never shared with me what she experienced in the Smuggler's Wood."

"This is trouble."

Tris's head hurt even more.

Even the wounds on her body started to hurt, causing her to groan. She covered her heart and fell softly into Murphy's arms again. Quickly, she took the bedside blood wine and gave Tris a sip, and then suppressed the explosion in her body.

pain of.

She warned Murphy and Femis who came over in a weak tone:

"Put aside what Old Finok said in advance, the biggest trouble now is the Knights of the Blood Alliance. As long as they see Sarokdar, there is a high probability that they will find the traces he left in the secret room deep in the Blood Vulture Corridor.

This kind of breaking of taboos cannot be hidden from them at all. The descendants of Pride are all experts in handling taboos.

You must think of a solution quickly!

Either run away or"

"Clear the Blood Vulture Corridor before they arrive!"

Murphy, who was holding Tris, glanced at Femis and said in a deep voice:

"Salokdar can die in the hands of witch hunters or us, but the secrets of the past must not be discovered by the blood alliance knights.

Three days!

We only have three days!

Fimis!
Chapter completed!