Chapter 1697 Faith Comes From Fear

The man in the black suit who called himself Wood felt a chill all over his body.

He even noticed with a little panic that a pair of blood-red eyes that looked like blood-red flames appeared from the depths of the corridor.

His body could not move.

He gently opened his mouth, which could still move, and took a deep breath.

He tried to calm his heart as much as possible.

Such qualities were obviously excellent.

It also made Xiao Yu, the mastermind behind the scenes, a little interested in this guy, and secretly sighed that it was no wonder that this man could start from scratch and create such a foundation today.

He really could do what ordinary people could not!

But judging from the sins he committed in his life, Xiao Yu did not think there was anything wrong with his subsequent experience.

"Your soul is more filthy than many dark creatures."

"You are a guy who was born to be on our side."

In the dim corridor, the playful voice of the blood clan continued to come out.

Wood's forehead was covered with more and more cold sweat.

However, he still forced himself to calm down and tried his best to smile.

"Good evildoer, I am a little interested in your proposal."

"It's just that the Spear of God Killing actually appeared ahead of time, and this is the Italian region close to the Holy Lord City, so... we can only trust our own people."

Hearing this, Wood panicked a little.

He didn't expect that the dark side would still refuse to cooperate after talking to the end, so would he become a fool seeking his own death?

Just when Wood was thinking this, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

He thought he was bitten, but was shocked to find that there was no figure around him.

But the pain in the neck will not lie!

In addition, he could keenly feel that something was flowing into the blood vessels in his neck, and was spreading wildly to every inch of his body.

Wherever it flowed, it brought a burning pain.

"What is this?"

"Am I going to die?"

"No, that's not right... these things are not going to kill me, they... they seem to be transforming my body!"

Wood whimpered, like a newborn kitten.

Outside the apartment, several of Wood's men looked at the dark doorway, and they all felt a chill in their hearts. At this time, they heard a cat cry that seemed to be made by their father, and they were all at a loss.

Logically, they should rush in to save their father.

But when they looked at the dark space inside the door, they all remembered the order their father gave before he left, which was to guard the door well and not let outsiders in.

Since their father had ordered them to do so, what was wrong with them choosing not to go in and just obeying the order?

Didn't my father always say that everything could be arranged by him.

It was quiet outside the apartment.

Therefore, Wood could quietly enjoy the transformation of the powerful blood spirit potion produced by the combination of necromancy and alchemy from the world of Lilliput in the apartment.

This blood spirit potion originated from the vampire lord in the Valley of the Dead.

These undead alien creatures are powerful individuals, but they lack fertility and are weak in large-scale wars. They chose to use their own blood as a primer to make potions and cultivate blood slaves to fight instead of themselves.

After Xiao Yu became interested in the witchcraft of the undead, these alchemy potion materials naturally became his collection.

However, the value of these collections is not high.

How strong the blood slaves of the vampire lords are depends on how much vampire blood they can get and how strong these blood providers are.

The blood slaves themselves have no ability to practice, and no matter how good their talents are, the strongest will not be comparable to the original level of the blood provider.

It can be said that if someone takes a potion made from the blood of a peak level one vampire, then the best result of his life is to be a peak level one blood slave.

In addition, blood slaves are naturally restrained and enslaved by the blood provider.

Naturally, such knowledge is not welcomed by others.

No force is willing to help others cultivate combat power.

Instead, some people unexpectedly took advantage of the defects of this potion and used it as poison or curse.

The novel and drama that a genius was poisoned and took the blood spirit potion, not only turned into a monster, but also became a waste in terms of qualifications, really showed the reputation of the blood spirit potion.

Therefore, when the alchemists in charge of this area in Lilliput Country learned that the Son of God was going to study such a useless potion, they were a little confused.

But since it was the request of the Son of God, there must be a deep meaning behind it!

So they began to study and got help from the lich who defected to Xiao Yu.

According to Xiao Yu's requirements, a potion was created that could quickly improve the strength of the user and at the same time allow the user to have the characteristics of vampires and some low-level undead.

But this potion still failed to overcome the hidden danger of being controlled by the vampire clan.

But Xiao Yu didn't care about this hidden danger.

There are no vampires in the real world, although some similar fantasy works are circulating.

But to be honest, if the vampires classified as undead in Lilliput Country are really pulled into the real world, I guess few people can think that those soft loaches with many mouths and several heads of soft mud monsters are the vampires in the Valley of the Dead.

As for blood slaves, most of them can maintain their appearance as they did when they were alive, which is somewhat similar.

But, pay attention, it's before death!

It can be said that after drinking the blood spirit potion, whether before or after the revision, it is considered an undead creature.

In the apartment building.

Wood gradually felt that he no longer felt uncomfortable.

His brain seemed to calm down all of a sudden.

He found that his body could move, and he couldn't help but move it quickly and smiled.

The smile on his face did not last long, and Wood opened his mouth slightly again.

He realized a big problem.

His heartbeat... disappeared!

Was it because he was too scared and had hallucinations?

Wood wanted to wipe the sweat, but he only felt the cold touch of his scalp.

The sweat seemed to be gone.

He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the skin on the surface of his heart.

The strong and powerful, thumping heartbeat should have been felt.

Suddenly... it disappeared!

Wood widened his eyes, how could he have no heartbeat!

No, that's not right, how could he stand here so sober without a heartbeat!

Could it be!

Wood looked up at the dark corridor in panic:

"My Lord, what did you do to me?"

"What is going on?"

"Hehe, isn't this what you want?"

"I said that we only trust our own family, and you are really good, so I chose to turn you into my kind."

"My kind?"

"Could it be... that was the first embrace of the vampires just now?"

"The first embrace? That's just a romantic fantasy of human writers."

The voice of the vampire in the corridor continued to come:

"I just turned you into a living dead."

"Living dead!"

Wood's eyes widened, and this word made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

He suddenly regretted it.

Why would a devout believer of the Lord like himself come to cooperate with dark creatures?

These dark creatures with no sincerity, don't they know the importance of buying horse bones with a lot of money?

It's a loss, it's really a big loss this time!

Just thinking about this, Wood's mind suddenly shook slightly.

It was the potion that completely transformed his body, and the essence of the vampire blood in it gathered in his mind.

Some knowledge about his physical instincts and talents, as well as some knowledge about the Undead Tricks, were instantly released.

This caused Wood to kneel down on the ground, and his nose could not stop bleeding black and red blood.

These blood dripped onto the dirty floor, making a sizzling sound of corroding stones, white smoke dissipated, and a strong smell of rust permeated.

Soon, the apartment building was filled with this strange smell.

In the corridor, Wood began to laugh.

The embarrassment and anger just now disappeared completely.

His eyes were filled with the flame of ambition.

This is also one of the few things that undead creatures can still pursue.

However, Xiao Yu understood this look better through the perspective of the ghost dragon.

With the mentality of ordinary people, when they first obtain extraordinary power, including himself, they will basically be like this.

It will form a strong illusion that I am the protagonist of destiny, and I will definitely become the master of all worlds.

Generally speaking, such illusions will gradually disappear after being beaten by society.

However, Xiao Yu did not think that Wood would have a chance to get up again after being beaten.

Xiao Yu asked Guilong to cast a spell to transmit the message and informed Wood of the content of the cooperation.

Soon, in the darkness, Wood, who was lying on the ground, smiled confidently and answered:

"Your Highness, I understand."

"Please rest assured, I will make the name of the Spear of God Slayer no longer be sung here."

"I will let Lord Death Knight see my value!"

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"Do you smell anything?"

"Of course."

Several guards stood at the door of the apartment building with embarrassed faces, discussing in a low voice.

Not long ago, their mobile phones all beeped, reminding them that the life characteristics of the instrument worn on their father disappeared.

If their father did not take the initiative to unlock it, it could only mean that their father was killed in this apartment building.

But at this time, there was another strange smell.

After all, it was an era of extraordinary saints and demons.

Although these guards were Wood's personal guards, they were asked to take the initiative to find trouble with strange things.

They really couldn't do it!

"Let's call the mothers."

An old and prudent man thought for a while and said.

"Okay, I hope the mothers won't start a mess first."

Another old man hesitated and nodded.

Like the leaders of the mutual aid associations in the United States, the boss of a gray organization like Wood would naturally not really live like the Puritans.

They shouted that they believed in the Holy Lord, but their bodies were the same as those cult leaders, indulging themselves in various ways.

Wood was a little more restrained, and did not have more than a hundred wives and hundreds of children like his counterparts in the United States, which was so exaggerated that a church could not accommodate them.

Even more, he would not be as crazy as a certain town not far from the capital of Britain, which directly robbed thousands of girls as tools.

There are still about ten people who have established their status.

"Mother Xino."

The old man who just spoke thought for a while and whispered the name of the oldest woman who had followed Wood the longest.

This Xino is also a legend in their circle.

Born in Eastern Europe, she came to Italy with a dream, but as soon as she got off the ship, she learned that she had been sold and sent to Cicero across the sea, and was even coded for sale.

But she was really lucky. Cicero happened to have a falling out with these dark organizations for some reason, and there was even a terrible train explosion accident, killing hundreds of people at one time!

Even the local royal family was threatened!

Realizing that his side had been infiltrated and became a basket, and his violent department was very likely to be unreliable, Cicero at the time simply made up his mind and came up with a move to borrow troops to fight the thieves, inviting the help of the multinational coalition forces, and started a large-scale encirclement and suppression operation with human trafficking as the lead.

So Xino was rescued with her sisters in a confused manner, and was also reported in the news media.

However, perhaps it was a trick of fate. After escaping from Cicero, Xino went to France and was sold by a fellow Frenchman.

Then she met her buyer Wood and became a loyal family member that Wood was at ease with.

In the entire Wood organization, he is not much different from the second-in-command.

"Sister!"

The phone was connected, and the old man said quickly:

"Father may have had an accident."

"Just now, my father went into an old apartment building alone, and then his vital signs were gone."

"Yes, I swear I didn't say... lie?"

The old man who was raising his hand suddenly put it down gently.

He held the phone tightly to his ear and said awkwardly:

"Sister, I... I saw my father coming out of the door."

"Hehe... Hehe..."

"Father!"

Except for the person who called, the other guards hurriedly bowed to Wood.

Wood put on sunglasses, nodded slightly and said that he would go back.

He shook his clothes and lowered his head not wanting to look at the sun.

Wood suddenly noticed that the warm sunlight was really annoying.

It made him feel itchy all over.

He sat back in the car.

Wood squinted and looked at his pale hands.

He realized that everything just now was true, and the knowledge in his mind was not an illusion.

"Huh!"

"I am already a dark creature."

"God-killing Spear..."

"Angel..."

"I'm sorry, I chose the side of Apocalypse."

Wood whispered to this point, and then took out the cross on his neck and kissed it affectionately.

Wood did not feel that he had betrayed the Holy Lord.

According to the knowledge in his mind, he felt that the side he represented was also a devout believer in the Holy Lord.

On the contrary, those shepherds and those angels were obsessed with past glory and praise and forgot their original intentions.

Xiao Yu watched Wood leave through the perspective of the ghost dragon.

Xiao Yu knew that this was just a prelude, and the dark power would soon open the curtain.

This is also what should be meant.

It is not a superfluous move.

After all, the Book of the Holy Lord told Xiao Yu.

Faith comes from fear!

Without demons and monsters, how can the majesty of gods and Buddhas be shown?

I wish the brothers and sisters of this book a happy Double Eleven shopping!