The self of the heavens has billions of clones

Chapter 121 The past of the bastard?
Valon looked at this guy and was able to control his anger and know when to do something and when not to do it, which is good, great!
Being able to use it as his own tool, he can try to entrust him with the task of collecting masks this time.

All he desires is to get rid of the blood restriction of the blood clan, and he is the only candidate, he has no other choice, this is a seller's market.

"What! You still want to take action!"

Wa Long stood up casually, with the imposing manner on his body like an ancient dragon in the prehistoric, suppressing it with a savage aura.

Valon had already replaced his normal spell, the bull spell, with the dragon spell, and the endless energy of the dragon spell was the one that helped him the most.

It would be good to give him the other few spells as auxiliary abilities, there is no need for them to be the main spells at all, but thinking of this, Valon’s teeth are itchy, and there are more or less news about the other spells. There is no news about the Duhu Talisman!

This made Valon feel a little uncomfortable! ! ! ! ! !
Without the tiger talisman, these extra talismans are dragging me down, and now I can only rely on the endless energy of the dragon talisman to suppress the other talismans.

Now there is no way at all, or it can be said that there is no way at all to give full play to one's own strength.

"How dare I take action? If you don't want to keep your promise, what can I do to you? For a person like you, if you swallow what you say, just pretend that I didn't say it."

The vampire's face was full of reluctance, and he kept whining.

With more and more complaints, he even dared to run on Wa Long with his words.

Although this vampire's strength is weak, his brain is particularly bright.

The tentative complaints at the beginning also made him more and more determined that his opportunity has come.

If he let himself out, he must have something to do by himself, and since there are things entrusted to him to do, then he won't take the offense of some trivial matters to heart.

And the more tolerant he is to himself, the more important this matter is to him.

And what he promised himself, he would definitely do it to some extent, helping him to free himself from the shackles of the bloodline of the vampire clan.

As long as it can help him get rid of the shackles of blood, so many things, for him, it doesn't matter what it is, and he can do everything by himself.

This includes but is not limited to betraying one's own race.

This is a very cruel and heartless vampire.

A low-level vampire who is unwilling to be restricted by mediocre vampires with high bloodlines in pursuit of being stronger.

Although his behavior is despicable, he can be regarded as a person who is willing to pay, is willing to pay the price, has a certain brain, and can be regarded as a shining pearl in this troubled world.

"Then I'll give you something sweet first! I won't save you from calling me a person who doesn't keep my promises. Who can bear this!"

Walon said, throwing out a blood bead. This blood bead is the most perfect product of the second stage of demon transformation technology.

As long as you take it and survive, you will inherit all the talents of a bloody demon, and then you can jump into the ranks of world-class masters.

This is a shortcut for anyone, but it is beneficial and harmful. For ordinary people, it is simply impossible to become a world-class master. Their body, soul, and even his spiritual will are absolutely impossible. bearable.

But this is not a big problem for the blood race. As a genius of the blood race, he has lived for 300 years.

Spiritual will is no longer a big problem, but for them, the physical body can be resurrected again as long as there is one blood bat clone left.

This is the strength of the blood race, immortality, immortality, this is the talent given to them by God.

But their shortcomings also come with them, fear of all light attributes, including but not limited to powers such as light flames, fear of silver objects, and more importantly, blood races are naturally lethargic.

These are the reasons why they have the super powerful talent of immortality, but they can still only achieve super power, not the strongest power in the world.

He took the bead and crushed it without hesitation. He understood that he couldn't lie to him, and he still wanted to use him to do things.

After going back [-] steps, I said that if I don’t eat it, I still want to get out of here today, is it possible?

You have to eat it no matter what, so why not just do it yourself and eat it yourself? It will look very sensible, right?
The beads were crushed in his mouth, and red blood flowed into his mouth.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The vampire began to groan, what a sweet blood this is, he has never tasted such delicious blood, even the purest virgin blood does not need to be one ten thousandth of his.

It's really invigorating, and this feeling is really refreshing!

Waves of powerful energy burst out from his body, and the flexible energy seemed to have vitality, and it began to penetrate directly into his blood core.

The blood core is the root of the blood race. As long as the blood core is still there, it is impossible for a blood race to die, but once the blood core is broken, everything has to start from scratch.

Although theoretically, as long as there is one blood clone, the blood race will not die, but he has lost all his memory and all his will, so is he still himself when he is resurrected?
The moment he entered the blood core, he recalled his past.

He was born into a maternal family of the Thirteen Clan. Although he was an out-and-out genius, he had always been attacked by the Thirteen Clan members because his mother was an ordinary human woman.

You must know that every vampire is a very gentlemanly gentleman before showing his fangs, and their temperament is undoubtedly fatal to those women.

Every vampire has countless wealth after years of accumulation. Just imagine love, a young, wealthy, handsome, generous, handsome and clean man. For a woman, this is like knowing that there will be no results with him.

But it is still a moth to the flame, its mother is not the first, nor the last, but just one of the hundreds or even thousands of prey of his unscrupulous orthodox Marquis father of the thirteen clans.

Perhaps the only special thing is that having a hybrid like him gave birth to a hybrid that did not have pure blood vampire blood, which caused him endless humiliation when he was young.

He hates, hates all the vampires who bully him, but so what, as a vampire who has solidified the future, he can't do anything.

(End of this chapter)