"The blood essence of a high-ranking warrior is enough to make her the most perfect vampire."

Everyone present trembled upon hearing this.

Just as August said, their purpose has never changed.

If it weren't for the intervention of the Imperial Princess and Victor, they would have become food for Priscilla's resurrection.

The nobles could hardly imagine how long Earl Laureen had been plotting for his daughter's resurrection, or how insane he had become.

He could even manipulate and control the king.

Doesn't Earl Laureen fear Grand Duke Barlow?

But the matter is not over yet.

Because after that, something even more terrifying happened.

Earl Laureen lowered his head, looking at everyone with a cold, emotionless gaze.

It was as if countless ice spears had been pierced into the hearts of the crowd, thirsting for the blood beneath their bodies.

The hollow sound, accompanied by a roar, slowly rose from the sky and reached everyone's ears through the moonlight:

"But none of you are dead, so I still need more blood and energy."

The nobles present were stunned for a moment, and the eerie green flames in their eyes suddenly magnified, as if they were witnessing a terrifying sight.

Count Laureen in the sky suddenly unfurled three pairs of scarlet blood wings.

Droplets of blood-red dust burst forth from his wings, resembling countless ghostly spirits scattered around him.

Beneath the blood wings, blood flowed continuously, as if filled with boundless power.

The group felt the stench of blood all around them, as if their feet were glued to the ground, unable to move an inch.

In this terrifying atmosphere, even the moonlight turned extremely crimson.

Fear, like countless worms, climbed up their spines and into their hearts.

Count Laureen hovered in mid-air, extending his blood-red hand and slowly raising it upwards.

The blood energy flowing around began to surge, gradually swirling in Count Laureen's palm.

A swirling ball of blood gradually appeared in his palm, the scarlet blood stirring restlessly, as if trying to break free from its invisible constraints.

"Now, it's time to end all of this."

As Laureen spoke coldly, the blood cell gradually expanded.

A dense, blood-red domain spread through the air, enveloping the land within a radius of dozens of miles.

As the territory expanded, Count Laureen's body emanated an astonishing aura.

Those bloodshot, hollow eye sockets twisted, and the three pairs of bat wings behind them grew even larger.

The enormous wings carried the breath of the wind, and the blood-red light spots drifted like snowflakes.

A crimson aura swirled around Count Laureen, rising continuously like a scarlet hurricane.

The gradually filling blood moon still emitted a deep, bloody light, illuminating the entire land in an even more crimson glow.

Bloodstained Sea

Within that surrounding crimson halo, the shattered vampires on the ground began to be reshaped by the crimson wind.

One after another, powerful, slender bodies burst from the fallen rubble, emitting echoing roars.

After coming into contact with the scarlet light, its body became stronger, and the crimson in its eyes became even more terrifying.

They stretched out their pale necks and roared at the blood-red moon.

Feeling this overwhelming and terrifying aura, the nobles present trembled with fear.

This is the true vampire.

However, at that moment...

Viktor slammed his staff down heavily.

The effects of the great prosperity gradually faded.

As the magic returned, crimson stripes gradually spread across the trench coat.

A bright red light, like lava, slowly flowed down Victor's back.

At this moment, the surrounding air began to scorch, and countless cracks spread across the vast land, completely severing the earth's vitality.

[Scorching Earth]

Instantly, scorching magma filled the cracked earth, and a terrifying heat spread.

Like an inextinguishable flame, it burned endlessly on the ground.

The scorching flames touched the vampires' bodies, causing them to howl in pain as they were burned by the flames.

However, within this astonishing flame...

The undead legion was not only unharmed, but the soul flames on their bodies burned even more fiercely in the flames.

The raging flames clashed with the domain of blood and energy.

Even though the noble lords had already turned into ghosts.

Yet, one can still feel that terrifying heat.

At that moment, Victor, staff in hand, raised his head.

He raised his head and met Earl Laureen's bloodshot eyes.

At that moment, Laureen's health bar and level appeared in front of Viktor.

The scorching hot wind billowed the trench coat, and along with it, Viktor's voice boomed.

"Finish?"

"We've only just begun."

Laureen Niss – Vampire Prince

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