The villain just wants to go offline

Dazzling blood light lit up from Miles' fingertips.

A drop of blood floated quietly on Miles' fingertips. When using the power of the ancestor of blood, Miles' appearance quickly transformed into that of a vampire.

The blood filled the narrow cave.

The strong smell of blood hit their faces, and the waves of air made Heraloth and the Elf Queen subconsciously cover their eyes.

"Makabaka...Igubigu...oh Sidisi..."

The sound coming from Miles's mouth was ancient and vicissitudes of life, not like an existing language.

Along with Miles's voice, strange blood-colored energy emerged, like silk threads wrapping around the drop of blood on the fingertips. The blood was woven and twisted into a blood cocoon.

Weird runes lit up from the blood cocoon.

These abilities and memories are as if they are engraved in Miles's mind, and he can use them easily like a finger.

As expected of the ancestor of blood, the skill does not extract magic power, and Miles does not have the magic power for it to extract, but purely uses the method of absorbing his own blood.

Miles could feel the blood in his body being pumped out like a water pump.

But can a water pump drain an ocean dry?

Miles is like a big blood bull, and he is protected by the ancestor of blood. There are already countless "?" in his HP column.

So even if Blood Curse consumes too much blood, it is still a drop in the bucket for Miles.

If it had been Miles who went to annihilate the elves, he might not have been sealed away by the Elf King like Heraloth after using up her blood curse.

“…Tom Bleib!”

Then Miles stopped reciting the weird language, and the blood on his fingertips reached the richest level, instantly blooming with dazzling light, and then disappeared immediately.

It's too late, but it's soon.

At the moment Miles activated the blood curse, he was far away in the Bond's dungeon in the imperial city.

Compared to the old wizard who needs to enslave slaves remotely and needs to make a lot of preparations, Miles' instant blood curse is faster, more accurate, and more ruthless.

Click!

The old wizard, who was holding the test tube and shaking it, shook his skinny palm. The test tube fell to the ground, the magic potion was scattered all over the floor, and he suddenly covered his chest.

Puff, puff.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and my heart is about to pop out, as if it is not my own.

"Huha, huh...ahem..."

The old wizard gasped violently and kept beating his heavy chest, as if he would die if he couldn't breathe.

Accompanying the accelerated heartbeat was the rapid flow of blood. Dense sweat seeped out from the old wizard's forehead, and his skin, which was as gray as a high fever, became rosy.

However, a mouthful of blood spurted out the next second.

puff.

A pool of blood mixed with internal organ fragments spat out on the floor. The old wizard's eyes widened, and his bloodshot eyeballs swelled to the point of being pushed out of their sockets.

The accelerating blood flow turned into hot molten liquid, constantly burning the internal organs, flesh and skin, making the whole person soft and rotten as if cooked.

"Why, my body, why is it like this!"

Just a moment ago, he was going to enslave a noble young master. Now he was kneeling on the ground. He raised his hand with a skinny palm. The last trace of skin and flesh was corroded away, exposing the white bones. After that, the bones were all there. It melted, and the ground was covered with a puddle of rotten water.

"This is, this is..."

Aiden Horuk looked at what was happening to him, and his body that was beginning to collapse under the corrosion of blood. He suddenly thought of something, and in disbelief, he roared hoarsely with his throat that was about to melt: "Blood The blood curse of the ancestor, no, the previous ancestor Heraloth Roselis is missing and is suspected to have been wiped out by the elves, why did she suddenly curse me."

"No, why did the Blood Ancestor appear? Could it be that the demons are about to make a comeback now!"

"I became the first victim!"

The old wizard would never have thought that the noble boy he wanted to enslave had now become the ancestor of blood. This was a fantasy world, not a magical world.

In his opinion, the reason why he was targeted by the Blood Ancestor must be because he defected from the human race and joined the demon race. He studied dark magic with the Necromancer, one of the four elders of the demon race. After learning, he escaped from the demon race and avoided The consequences of being killed and transformed into a new necromancer.

Because he betrayed the demons, after the demons came back, not only humans wanted to catch him as a traitor, but the demons also wanted to kill him as a traitor.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Aiden Horuk desperately grabbed the ground with his bone-white skeleton arms and crawled in a certain direction. He kept mumbling blood bubbles and yelled: "Finally found an elf. Use the elf." I can achieve a perfect reincarnation, not only gain a long life, but also master more powerful magic, and stand under the sun again..."

"...But why, everything is in vain, no, there is still a chance!"

The words fell.

After a certain moment, only a large wizard's robe was covered in a puddle of rotten flesh. The rotten flesh soon melted into blood, soaking the wizard's robe.

At the end of life.

Aiden Horuk recalled his life like a lantern.

Born in a run-down village, he was discovered to have magical talent and was captured by a magician and enslaved as a magic apprentice who tested medicine and had to "serve" each other at night.

After learning magic, he successfully escaped from the magician's control.

When he became stronger, the first thing he did was to kill the magician who was playing tricks on him. From then on, enslaving others seemed to become his pleasure.

When he inflicts his pain on others, he becomes the existence he once hated most.

But there is no turning back now.

When the holy war comes, participating in the holy war to fight against the demon army is actually just to study the body of the demon and learn the magic of the demon.

When he was no longer satisfied with the simple dark magic, he defected from the human race and joined the demon race. Step by step, he climbed to the feet of the Necromancer and learned many dark magics.

After that, he escaped from the demons and hid until the end of the holy war.

I found my former comrades-in-arms and discovered that Wallace Bond, a well-connected guy who once killed in the demon army, actually colluded with the demons and fed them.

He used this to coerce the Bond family, who had fled to the royal city, and provided the Bond family with the work of signing slave contracts.

Until today, sixteen years later.

His death may become unclear, even if he knows who killed him.

but.

With so many people buried with him, and an extinct elf species buried with him, it was worth it.

The moment Aiden Horuk died.

A stream of soul energy came out of the body and gradually condensed into the appearance of an old man, which was the soul of Aiden Horuk.

The body dies, but the soul lives on forever.

Reincarnation magic requires giving up the body and using the immortality of the soul to regain a new body.

As a magician, Aiden Horuk naturally would not die so easily.