Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 288

Ross was still in deep thought when Anita left.

Lilith sent it to the door, looked at the increasingly obvious wrinkles on her face, and said, "Master always rewards and punishes well. If you have time, you can go to the Arkham Sanatorium to find Dr. Morsi there."

"What?" Anita always had a lot of hostility towards Lilith.

Lilith reached out and touched her face: "I remember you are five years older than me, right? Look at my face, then look at yours, don't you feel the difference?"

Hearing this, Anita was so angry that she almost fainted.

There is no woman who does not love beauty, and Anita is no exception. She has been taking care of her body and skin these years, hoping to live a few more years and witness the real transformation of Arkham.

But no matter how hard she tried, human beings still couldn't resist the erosion of those years.

The reason why she is so hostile to Lilith is probably also because of a kind of inferiority complex and jealousy.

After all, the two are considered a generation, but the gap is so obvious now.

"What do you want to express!?" Anita said through gritted teeth.

Lilith smiled happily seeing Anita's appearance at this time: "It's nothing else, as a reward for your work for the mayor, you can go to Arkham to get a bottle of immortal dragon's blood, mix it with wine every day, Take three cups in the morning, noon and evening, and after a month, you will find that you can be ten years younger."

Hearing this, Anita first said angrily: "Tell you! I am helping the mayor, not for these rewards! I am for Arkham!"

Lilith looked at her with a smile and didn't speak.

Putting on her hat and gloves angrily, Anita, who had already walked outside the door, suddenly turned around and asked tentatively, "Really... effective?"

Lilith pressed her extremely smooth and tender skin and asked, "What do you think?"

Gollum!

Anita swallowed, turned and left in thought.

After sending Anita away, Lilith returned to the living room and found that Ross had turned into the form of an ancient god.

"Master, what did you think of?" Lilith asked.

The armor gradually receded, and Ross, who was back to normal, said: "The problem in Dunwich is serious."

"How serious is it?" Lilith was a little curious.

Ross raised his head: "It involves the destruction of the whole world."

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Borg Rick got out of the car wearing thin clothes, and his summer leather shoes stepped on the icy ground, but it didn't make him feel the slightest cold.

The blood of the ancestor vampire combined with the blood therapy specially created for him gave him a powerful physique that ordinary people could not match.

Not to mention minus 36 degrees, even if it was minus [-] degrees, he would not feel cold in his body.

"Master, are you really not going to wear more?" asked the casual butler behind him.

Borg waved his hand. He was going to go to the city hall to communicate with Darryl about the progress and the harvest this time, and then he went to meet the mayor of Arkham.

Just as he was about to enter the hall, his sharp ears suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Listen to me! I'm really not a spy! I'm a businessman! I'm a businessman!"

He didn't have many acquaintances in Arkham, and none of those acquaintances were bothered by these things.

Then he turned his head to look, his sharp eyes instantly spanned a distance of 100 meters, and at the intersection not far away, he saw a dusty man being pulled by two citizens.

"You're a sneaky guy, you don't look like a good guy! Go! Come with us to the police station." A middle-aged man in shabby clothes spoke.

"We locals in Arkham have very poisonous eyes, and I knew you were not a good person!" said another young man in an old overcoat.

After the man kept begging, the two of them rolled their eyes and said that they could express their identities as long as they gave fifty rosas.

The man was stunned for the first time, and just as he was about to pay, Borg came over with a windy voice and said lightly, "Get out!"

The two were taken aback for a moment, and when they turned their heads and saw Borg in a single suit, they left like a mouse looking at a cat, and left in a frenzy.

And the man was stunned when he saw Borg: "Borg Rick?"

Borg smiled and said, "The last time we met, was a year ago? Viscount Artus."

Hearing this title, Atterston's face was full of bitterness, and he said, "I'm no longer a Viscount."

Borg patted him on the shoulder: "I've heard about you, and I don't believe you would do those things."

"But the judge believed it," Artus whispered.

Suddenly, the two fell into an awkward silence.

Here Artes quickly came back to his senses, looking at the refreshed and flushed Borg at this time, he said: "You look very good, to be honest, I felt that you were sick when we met last time, but Now I feel better about you than ever."

After hearing this, Borg said happily: "Your vision is still so sharp and vicious. I was really sick at that time, and then I came here, and all my diseases were cured after that."

Hearing this, Arthur's eyes lit up.

Borg naturally noticed all this and said: "Arkham is a magical place, as long as you are willing to pay enough, all your fantasies can be realized here."

Atters' heart was surging when he said this, but then he languished again, and said in a low voice: "Now... I have nothing to exchange."

"Don't worry, what can be exchanged is not just wealth." Borg patted Artes on the shoulder, as if he saw the scene where Artes would serve Arkham in the future.

Ever since he got transformed here last time and witnessed the magic and power of this place, Borg instinctively regarded this place as his base camp and destination.

A few months ago, he showed his great strength and vision to his old man.

In view of the struggle between the queen and the army, and the rise of Arkham, the old Rick made a hedging decision with foresight.

He expelled Borg from the family and let him take 35% of the family wealth with him under the inheritance rules.

Then Borg began to migrate secretly. With the help of Los and others, Borg has successfully transferred the core personnel and funds here.

And he has also become a part of today's Arkham.

Artes did not expect to meet good acquaintances here.

It's just a pity that he has nothing now, and he can no longer invite his friends to hold a luxurious reception as usual.

Borg said with a smile: "I still have some things here. If you have nothing else, you can wait for me for a while. I have some relationships and contacts here."

"If you want, I can help you match, but you have to remember."

"Don't lie, always show your utmost sincerity."

Hearing this, Atters, who had just felt a gloomy future, suddenly became excited: "Understood! I...will give everything except my life."

(End of this chapter)