The whole universe is praising my vest

An He took the liquid in the pool of dripping blood and observed, "There is Dai Ya's blood in it."

"Daiya can be considered your blood descendant, and his blood can indeed be used as the material to revive you." The system said, "However, the experiment is impossible to succeed."

Reviving a dead life is inherently difficult, far from being so simple. What's more, An He himself is still alive, so how can he be resurrected?

An He looked around the laboratory, and after thinking for a while, he made a decision. He walked into the blood pool and lay down, sank to the bottom of the pool, and was submerged by the blood-colored liquid.

Intangible spiritual power covered the surface of An He's body, changing his image in the eyes of others.

Seeing An He's new image, the system realized what he wanted to do: "You want to pretend to be the resurrected prince?"

As soon as the voice fell, the system corrected: "You are the blood prince, and it is inappropriate to use the word "pretend."

"It should be said that he pretended to be the prince who was successfully resurrected after the experiment."

"I want to see what Deya and the others are going to do." An He smiled, "Besides, it's interesting for me to play myself."

Waiting quietly at the bottom of the blood pool for a while, An He heard the sound of the laboratory opening, and several blood race researchers walked in. They were completely unaware that there was any sign of outsider invasion in the laboratory, and they were talking.

"The experiment is about to reach a critical stage, everyone cheers up, and no mistakes are allowed."

"Please don't worry, if something goes wrong in the experiment, don't say that Duke Deya will not let us go, and we will not forgive ourselves."

"I'm so nervous, can the prince really be resurrected?"

"When the prince was still there, I hadn't been born yet, so I could only know about him through legends and records. I really want to see the prince with my own eyes, so that the prince can continue to lead the blood clan."

Finding the right time, An He sat up from the pool of blood with the sound of splashing water.

All voices disappeared in an instant, and the laboratory fell into dead silence.

In the eyes of blood race researchers, the one who got up from the pool of blood was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, with wet black hair resting on his forehead, and the reddish liquid from the tips of his hair flowing down the corners of his eyes and the bridge of his nose. His eyes were The red color that belongs to the blood family, except that it does not have heterochromatic pupils, looks like the prince when he was young.

In order to kill the Duke of Claureus before, An He had a deep understanding of the various experiments of the blood race. He saw that the experiment of resurrecting the prince of the blood race, even if it was successful, would only be under the age of 15 if he died, so he pretended to be This look.

After the deadly silence lasted for a while, a researcher trembled and said, "Is this... the prince? We succeeded?"

"Meet the prince!"

"Quick! Hurry up and test it!"

"Go and inform Duke Deya!"

Immediately afterwards, the laboratory was in chaos.

The melodious piano sounded in the musical room of the castle.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and most of the instruments were hidden in the dark, only the area near the window was lit.The brilliance of the blood moon spilled in from the window, coating the wooden floor with a layer of light red, and also illuminating the black and white piano on the floor.

— A black-haired young man in a shirt is sitting in front of the piano and playing with his eyes closed. He has a clean demeanor, like a well-educated nobleman from a well-established family.Beautiful notes flowed from his fingertips, and the bloody moonlight danced on his fingers. If someone who didn't know his identity saw this scene, he might feel embarrassed. The young man should be in the auditorium, playing under the eyes of countless people, Not in this gloomy place, playing to inanimate instruments and castles.

A large amount of magic energy rose from the darkness, condensing into a rough phantom with blurred facial features of Adelaide.

The Phantasm came out of the darkness and bathed in the moonlight with the piano.

"It's really ugly." The piano piece is enough to make ordinary people intoxicated, but Adelaide heard the flaws in it, and said unceremoniously, "Daiya, the experiment is at a critical stage these two days, why don't you go and see it yourself , just stay here and play boring tunes?"

Dea said: "I have done everything I can do, and there is no need for me in the experiment."

"You are afraid of the failure of the experiment." Adelaide said with a sarcasm.

The piano piece came to an abrupt end.

Dai Ya opened his dark red eyes, "If I fail, I will not let the demons go."

Adelaide understands the essence of Dea, which is much more dangerous than Eleanor, who puts violence on the surface, and Dea, who hides the madness inside with gentleness and harmlessness.

If the experiment really fails, Dai Ya's revenge on the demons will be far less plain and simple than what he said.

Adelaide smiled, and said in a barely reassuring tone: "This is the first experiment, and as you know, the probability of a one-time success is very low. The content of our cooperation is that our god will help you resurrect the prince, You help the demons revive our god, as long as you don’t betray and cooperate first, the god will revive the prince. If it doesn’t work once, there will be a second time, anyway, you are willing to donate all your blood for the prince, aren’t you?”

"The problem of blood is not important at all. I can take out as much as I need." The wrists exposed from the cuffs of Dai Ya's shirt and the neck above the collar are covered with bandages. With the physique of the Duke of Blood, there is no need for such things. It was all because Dea took out too much blood, to the extent that it hurt the root, "The important thing is that Isabel has already noticed the clues, and time is running out."

"Isabel's ability is really outstanding." Adelaide said, "But it doesn't matter, the demons will help you hide Isabel and Eleanor. Before dividing the prince's ring, use half of it to break the Claureus clan's plan. Not very successful?"

Dai Ya said gloomyly: "I don't want to have a second act of damaging the prince's belongings."

"It's not damage. The prince's ring could have been separated into elves and vampires. We just used one of them a little bit." Adelaide signaled him not to be overly emotional, "The elf part of the ring has always been under the control of the demons." , won’t let anything happen to the ring.”

Dai Ya sneered: "The so-called is under the control of the demons, that is, a powerful supernatural being who appeared out of nowhere and gave you an arrow?"

The devilish energy that made up Adelaide's phantom was slightly disturbed, and a voice of gnashing teeth came out of it: "That daring human being, I—will definitely catch him."

"Catch it first and then talk about it." Dai Ya said indifferently.

"Anyway, the ring has been successfully returned to Eleanor and the blood race." Adelaide said, "The plan to use the prince's items to lure Claures away is really easy to use, but the effect of using the second time will not be enough. Greatly discounted, the demons naturally have other means."

"I hope so." Dai Ya's voice was emotionless, and it sounded in the empty musical instrument room, exuding an aura more ominous than the blood-red moonlight, "Your words seem to have decided that the experiment cannot be successful, so do it next time." Preparations for the experiment."

"Don't doubt, believe in our great God, His power is endless." Adelaide said, "How did God bring the demon saint back to life, don't you already know?"

— A bat flew over and landed in Dai Ya's palm.

Hearing the news delivered by the bat, Dai Ya stood up suddenly, and under the agitation of emotions, he touched the piano keys heavily, making a short and sharp sound.

He ignored Adelaide and was about to leave the musical instrument room. Adelaide asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"The prince is resurrected." Dai Ya didn't look back, and spoke very fast, and didn't even want to waste time talking to Adelaide.

Adelaide froze in place, his demonic energy was violently disordered.

He really didn't think about the possibility of success in the first experiment. When he suddenly heard the news of the prince's resurrection, he didn't know how he felt.

A deep memory of that scene involuntarily emerged in my mind.

He was so embarrassed that he was trampled under by the blood prince.

"Did your gods come to save you, did they give you the strength to overcome me?" The blood prince looked down at him, and said with a half-smile, "You should submit to me, Adelaide."

Dai Ya who came to the door suddenly stopped.

"It seems that you have also thought of it." Adelaide broke away from the short-term memory, "I advise you not to have too much expectation. According to the experimental procedures, the resurrection is just a container. Whether it can be restored to the real prince depends on the two princes. explain."

Daya disappeared into the musical room.

"It's inconvenient for me to show my face publicly in the blood race." Adelaide's voice passed through the distance and reached Daya's ears, "However, I will visit again in the middle of the night to see if the resurrected is the real prince."

In the laboratory, An He was surrounded by researchers.

—At the beginning, the blood race researcher was so excited that his hands were shaking, which was not at all the level that a fine work practitioner should have.After the excitement that was about to faint slightly cooled down, they regained their awe of the prince, but it was difficult to look away from the prince, which led to a strange split in their behavior. The behavior of asking An He to check was quite respectful, but his eyes were bold He kept peeking, observing An He's every move.

An He felt like a giant panda who sneaked out of the zoo and was surrounded by excited passers-by—every move could cause others to scream.

However, after the inspection, the researchers looked at the data on the optical brain, and swept away the enthusiasm of surprise not long ago, and sorrowful clouds floated on their brows and eyes.

An He breathed a sigh of relief, they finally calmed down.

At this moment, Dai Ya hurried over.

Standing outside the door of the laboratory, Dai Ya felt a new breath of life different from the researchers inside, and his cold heart that would not beat was tightly gripped by various emotions.Deya took a deep breath, and after dripping blood for verification, the door opened in front of him, and the researcher reported in frustration: "Duke, I'm sorry to make you happy in vain, the experiment may not be successful."

Dai Ya's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

"What's going on?" Dai Ya asked anxiously.

The researcher said: "After testing, we found that his mental and physical state is quite different from that of the prince. He may not be able to grow into a real prince."

This is what An He did on purpose.

It is not difficult for An He to deceive the test results of the instrument. He has a part of the blood prince's power stored in his soul. If he wants the blood clan to think that he is a perfect prince to recover, he just needs to draw out the power directly.But An He didn't want to reveal too much in common with the blood prince, what if the blood clan really regarded him as a prince?

No, it should be said, what if the blood race really recognized him?

The blood prince is an identity that An He does not want to reveal. So far, he has not changed his mind. He pretends to be the resurrected prince for a few days and finds out the specific plans of the blood and demons. An He intends to restore his human identity and leave.

He will never withdraw the power of the prince.

He didn't do anything, and Simmons almost recognized him. What if he was transferred?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-2216:11:54~2021-05-2317:07:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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