I Became a Progenitor Vampire's

 When Otis and Ivey's second generation blood arrived, the civil strife in Eric's town was not over yet.

　　 This is the afternoon of the next day, and the sun has already set at the tip of the mountain near dusk.

　　 Reker and the civilians led by him are still fighting for the convoy of the town lord Marcos. They want to win the chance to survive this winter.

　　 But when I saw hundreds of demons and bats surrounding the refugee group, whose number had dropped to 700,.

　　 The joy of Rekel's imminent victory turned into the fear of being dragged into the abyss by the demon.

　　 Just take one step further, and they can win.

　　 But now, everything has changed.

　　 "We are the holy light blood clan; put down the weapons in your hands.

　　 Put down your weapons; the surrendered humans will not be harmed, I repeat again, put down your weapons."

　　 A proud voice came from the sky, accompanied by giant bats flying all over the sky, like a devil in the abyss whispering.

　　 Fear spread in the court.

　　 The crowd fell into a panic, and the humans who were still fighting wildly seemed to be splashed on their heads by ice water, and they were completely cold.

　　 Damn, how come there are vampires here! !

　　 Ivey turned over from under the magic word bat and cast himself a second-ring spell—Light Body Spell—just hanging in the air in front of all human beings.

　　 The long black mage robe made the panicked refugee group seem to get stuck in their necks.

　　Mage, there is a mage among this group of vampires! !

　　 "Goddess of life is here; are you going to throw away your believers?"

　　 "God!! This is a bat; this is a vampire bat!!!"

　　 "Did we meet a vampire?!!!"

　　 The crowd collapsed instantly.

　　 If it were not for a large number of magic bats arranged on the periphery, this group of people would only flee here without their lives.

　　The blood race is often the representative of evil in the eyes of human beings.

　　 Mysterious, elegant, bloody, scary.

　　 This group of human-sucking creatures possesses all the elements of human fear.

　　 Ivey frowned as he watched the panicked crowd below and stretched out his hand to wave.

　　 A group of light green magic balls flew into the air, then burst with a burst, and green light dots all over the sky landed.

　　 Second Ring Spell-Concentration

　　 The crowd's fearful heart was comforted to a certain extent, and the original anxious face was also relieved a lot.

　　 "We are the holy light blood race, not the evil blood race in your mouth, give up resistance, you will not be in danger of life."

　　 Ivey's magical words made the crowd's anxiety further reduced.

　　 Many people looked at her suspiciously—holy light blood and evil blood?

　　Do vampires divide evil and justice?

However, I have to say that the name Reed still has a good impression on human beings. Although the prefix is ​​ordinary, it is very penetrating. Just like light and justice, it will never be in human hearts. dark.

　　 And the blood race is a race with full face value.

　　 After Ivey, a very beautiful mage, said this, even if there were hundreds of terrifying magic word bats around him, many people still mentioned a little trust.

　　 The saying that "face value is justice" applies no matter which world it is placed in.

　　 Reker suppressed the panic in his heart, took two steps forward, and shouted at Ivey in mid-air, "Who is your Excellency? What is the purpose of stopping us?"

　　 Ivey landed slowly on the ground, walked up to the strong human being, and raised his head slightly.

　　 "No, I'm here to save you, mankind; you are my captives now."

　　 Reker, who was still stained with blood, looked a little ugly.

　　 "Didn't you say that you will not hurt us?"

　　 His hand has gripped the long sword tightly.

　　 Marcos seemed to have seen a Savior. He knew that if this group of vampires were not expected to appear, the group of dirty refugees would plunder his property and hang him on a tree trunk with a rope.

　　 "Honorable Master, I am the owner of Eric's town, the baron of Norland Empire, Marcos Eric.

　　 As long as you help me to subdue these damn refugees, I am willing to pay half of my property, no, all of my property! "

　　 Marcos' words filled all the civilians with anger.

　　 Although both sides have reached the point where only one can survive, colluding with vampires still makes civilians angry.

　　 "Damn Marcos, I will screw your head off!"

　　 "That's a vampire, not a human; you bastard, you will be sucked up by them!!"

　　 brush~

　　 More than a hundred Kinsman incarnation bats landed underground, and the situation was instantly controlled.

　　 The sky is swimming with a huge magic word bat, surrounded by mysterious and powerful blood clans; the original voice of the crowd is instantly suppressed.

　　 The courage that had just risen was crushed to pieces in the face of the absolute mighty power. Thinking of those legends about vampires, even many women and old people have fallen to the ground.

　　 When I saw this scene, Ivy understood the reason for the matter instantly. In her long life, she had seen too many humans fighting each other.

　　And in the human world, nobles and civilians are never the same type, but it is still relatively rare for civilians to attack nobles like this.

　　 She became somewhat curious about that burly human being. Who gave him the courage to resist a nobleman?

　　"The Holy Light Blood Race never lies.

　　Humanity, the fight between you has nothing to do with blood.

　　 But you have become our captives, so you are our property."

　　 Reker was full of anger.

　　 "Your property? We are not slaves!!"

　　 "You have no choice."

　　 "Hmph, it's all death anyway. Instead of letting you suck up your blood one by one, it's better to use the courage God has given us to defeat you."

　　 Reker's voice reminded the humans who were frightened by the blood race a little bit more spirit.

　　 Thinking of the legend of the Blood Clan, they clenched their weapons one by one.

　　 "Death? No, no, our patriarch is building a city and needs a lot of workers.

　　 You will not die, you will be protected by the Holy Light Blood Race, and you can eat white bread every day.

　　 No one of you will be killed. What we need are workers who can work, not corpses.

　　You will get enough food to survive this winter, mankind; you are lucky to get the help of the Holy Light Blood Race."

　　 Ivey's words resounded in everyone's ears.

　　 will not die? And can you get enough food?

　　 The courage originally mentioned by Recker faded again. People always do this. If it weren't for desperation, no one could hold the belief that he would die.

　　 As long as there is a little hope, they are willing to convince themselves.

　　 Ollie beside Reker was full of anger, and his young body trembled with anger.

　　 "No, you lie, how could vampires be so good!! You are like those damn nobles, but you are deceiving us!!!"

　　 The crowd lifted their hearts instantly.

　　 This is a vampire; can you really treat them so well?

　　 Ivey did not get angry but showed a faint smile.

　　"Human, you know too little about the blood race.

　　The blood race has never been a liar race.

　　 Remember, we are the holy light blood clan, not the dirty and evil vampires in your mouth. "

　　 He turned his head and glanced at the crowd, his voice indifferent.

　　 "Besides, what qualifications do you have for me to deceive?

　　As long as I want, I can execute all of you at any time."

　　 The magic word bat in the sky flew violently at this time, and the blood family on the ground gathered thick magical energy.

　　 The mighty power has solidified everyone.

"see it?

　　 Only the weak deceive the strong, and the strong never bother to lie.

　　 Humans, it's your luck to meet the Holy Light Blood Race; I'm not negotiating terms with you.

　　 You are my captives now; you have no room to resist.

　　 As I said, the kin will let you have jobs and will provide you with food for the long winter.

　　 Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me; your life is now in my hands. I have no need to deceive you.

　　 Now, put down the weapons in your hands, otherwise, I will let the people take action, don't think about resisting, it will let you enter the kingdom of death in advance. "

　　 Both soft and hard words became the last straw to crush the camel.

　　 The voice fell, and in Reker's painful gaze, I didn't know who had thrown away the weapon, and then all humans dropped the weapon in their hands.

　　 Seeing this scene, Reker knew that he had no choice.

　　 Destiny is no longer in their grasp.