All the nobles present stared wide-eyed, an unparalleled shock filling their hearts.
That was just now...
Victor's power?
No, you call this a mage?!
This terrifying force shocked everyone present, leaving them speechless.
No one wants to take such a blow head-on, especially when it was thrown casually by a seemingly frail mage.
But even more horrifying scenes were yet to come.
The next instant, the broken earthen tiles began to tremble slightly.
Everyone present turned their heads, their eyes fixed on the shattered giant crater.
They saw August reach out a hand from between the rubble and struggle to climb out of the ruins.
Despite being covered in dust and blood, he did not appear to be seriously injured.
At that moment, all the nobles felt an unprecedented fear.
They couldn't help but recall the scene from just now, where August had taken a sword strike head-on and emerged unscathed.
Is Augustus still considered human?
At this moment, August finally stood up and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Truly... incredible power."
He never imagined that his brand-new, powerful body would still be beaten into such an embarrassing state by Viktor, a mage.
Moreover, the other party didn't even use magic.
Now he finally understood why Victor was able to fight those tiger-men so fiercely, even crushing them.
He was just a mage, yet he possessed such terrifying power.
but……
“It’s over, Mr. Congressman, it’s over.”
He looked up, gazing fervently at the sky, his scarlet eyes seeming to hold the ferocious beast about to awaken.
At this moment, the Blood Moon seemed to sense August's emotions and emitted an even more intense light.
It became even redder, as if it had been stained with blood.
Everyone noticed the unusual movement of the blood moon and looked up.
They gazed at the incomparably deep, blood-red moon, and at Priscilla's hideous figure.
Suddenly, under the blood moon, Priscilla's appearance also underwent a startling change.
The deep crimson in his eyes gradually contracted, transforming into two blood-red pupils.
Her bloodshot eyes gradually shrank, turning into two blood-red pupils.
Her once distorted figure gradually returned to normal, as if the blood-red light had merged into her body.
Her previously pale body regained its color and returned to its normal appearance.
White hair and red eyes, dressed in a black formal suit.
The delicate features were rearranged on her face, exuding nobility and elegance in her appearance and temperament.
Aside from the blood-red fleshy wings behind it, which looked somewhat eerie.
But it didn't seem out of place at all; on the contrary, it suited Priscilla perfectly.
It's as if she was born with those fleshy wings.
Upon seeing Priscilla's restored appearance, all the nobles stared in astonishment.
"Isn't that Earl Laureen's deceased daughter!?"
She really came back to life!?
After witnessing this breathtaking scene, August was overjoyed.
He gazed at the sky with fervor, a glint of admiration in his eyes:
"The transformation was a success!"
"My perfect queen."
When he looked at Priscilla hanging high above, he no longer cared whether Victor could use magic.
Even if it were usable, so what?
Vampires cannot be killed, even if their bodies are blown to pieces.
But as long as a piece of body remains, a drop of blood will be revived in the blood.
Victor, even you can't fight against vampires.
August's eyes were deep-set, filled with fervor and longing for Priscilla.
Priscilla seemed to have transformed into the embodiment of the blood moon. High in the sky, her clothes fluttered, and the crimson color flowing over her body intertwined with the noble and aloof aura she exuded.
Those scarlet eyes coldly swept over everyone present.
Finally, the image focuses on August, who is driven by his emotions.
The bat wings behind him slowly unfurled in the deep, blood-red light, the texture of the flesh and blood as clear as a nightmare in the night.
The crimson threads connecting the blood moon broke as her body trembled.
After floating in the air for a few seconds, it reconnected to Priscilla.
Following the silk threads, all the blood slaves were reconnected by these countless threads.
It seemed as if some force was flowing continuously into the bodies of those blood slaves along the blood vessels.
Their once shriveled bodies were now brimming with blood.
They struggled, writhing, trying to get back up from the ground.
These blood slaves are undergoing a horrific transformation.
Sharp teeth grow beneath their lips.
It seemed to be able to penetrate flesh and blood and reach the heart.
Two deep holes were torn open in the skin on its back, and a pair of fleshy wings slowly emerged from the holes.
They unfolded rapidly in the blood-red moonlight, their black skin gradually spreading upwards from the base of their wings, eventually covering their entire fleshy wings.
The muscles beneath the pale skin gradually bulged, making the blood slave's body even stronger.
Countless nobles trembled uncontrollably at the sight before them, their eyes filled with terror.
Victor looked at the mutated blood slaves and spoke calmly:
"vampire."
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