"Tsk, that woman Narubalek..."
Lord White Wing turned his head and glanced at Misaki Town in the distance.
The dreamland, as ethereal as clouds, has become like porcelain in the process of being fired, with criss-crossing and neatly arranged grooves appearing.
Even ordinary people who knew nothing about the nature and rules of Wallachia could realize that this phenomenon was a sign that its form was on the verge of collapse.
"I've given that guy so many conveniences, but she only delayed us for such a short time. She must have acted on her own with the idea of killing two birds with one stone. That's why I don't want to deal with such a lunatic..."
Although he cares a lot about his image and reputation, most of these actions are done to consolidate his ambitions rather than out of inherent nobility. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so bothered by his title as the King of the Dead Apostles and become enemies with Altluchi.
When facing those who are weaker than himself, or making acceptable sacrifices, he can still remain elegant, but once this threshold exceeds the bottom line, he will inevitably lose his composure.
Just to find out the whereabouts of Wallachia Night, the White Wing Prince had spent countless energy. Taking into account Fu Hailin and the price he paid for inviting Rita and Smily, it was enough to wipe out the wealth he had accumulated for nearly a thousand years.
What's more, he did not hesitate to join the game personally, and even offered Nero and Roya, two immediate combat forces, as sacrifices to the princess.
Such a huge investment was wantonly wasted by Narubalek. From the perspective of Prince White Wing, it was like a self-made rich man watching a prodigal son who had never experienced the bitterness of life squandering his wealth.
Both heartbroken and helpless.
Although it would undoubtedly be much safer to do it himself, he would never take the risk when he was destined to be a victim in this position.
Yes...victim.
Although he had initially only noticed some clues from the news of Rita and Smeale's disappearance, when the plan was being executed, the man who called himself the Demon King suddenly found him and made an investment that shocked even his own experience, and Prince White Wing realized that something was wrong.
As an excellent ambitious man, he has always been wary of people showing unwarranted kindness.
After all, unlike the goal of resurrecting Zhu Yue, whose benefits are already in sight, although the Dark Six Kingships have higher aspirations, it is currently just a pie in the sky that can be seen but not touched.
They were all old monsters who had experienced a long life. No one would give up everything for empty words. Moreover, the Demon King, who made him feel extremely dangerous, did not put forward any conditions or contracts while providing help.
This is really too abnormal.
The other party is so generous, there is probably only one possibility - he doesn't care whether his plan can succeed or not. As long as this action can hinder the saint for a moment, this contribution is valuable.
This shows.
That saint named Roland is most likely a big trap.
Even the majestic Demon King had to be so cautious, let alone him now.
Prince Bai Yi certainly has the courage to get involved himself, but this is different from jumping into a pit from which one cannot climb out.
Therefore, he had no other choice except Narubalek.
If one must look for others, there must be others in the Holy Church who dare to cooperate with him, but the only one who dares to attack the saint who has performed so many miracles is this unscrupulous madman.
"Fortunately... this amount of time is enough to complete the last step."
Lord Bai Yi sneered, and the gloomy expression on his face relaxed a lot.
As if to relieve his boredom, he untied the tie that was tightly around his neck, shook his head, took a long breath, and turned his gaze behind him.
"Are you still not giving up?"
Hearing this, the pale-skinned man holding the magic sword that was emitting a dark light, and the beautiful boy floating in the air surrounded by green ghost ships both gritted their teeth and glared at him angrily.
"Shut up, Tefan! How can a despicable conspirator like you understand our loyalty to His Highness!"
Although the Black Knight Stuart and the White Knight Brad, who were at the top of the power ranking of the ancestors of the Dead Apostles, showed obvious signs of fatigue due to the excessive consumption of magic power, their wills did not waver at all.
Although Artelucci has great power in the contract, she is not the kind of person who is tyrannical and extortionate. She can also allow Wallachian Night, who exists just to take advantage of her power, to act in a playful manner.
Because of this, as a subordinate who has followed the other party for a thousand years, even though she has disappeared, the Black and White Knight still did not leave the battlefield, but took on all the pressure and took advantage of the opportunity that Fu Fu fought for to go straight to the dragon's back, wanting to help Altluci by killing the White Winged Duke, the mastermind behind the scenes.
Honestly speaking, there was nothing wrong with this idea. In front of the coalition led by Loreleija, even though he had won over the Black Wing Prince, Meilian and others, and had an ally named Van Feim who even surpassed Aozaki Orange in the attainments of large-scale war puppets, the White Wing Prince's accumulation was already stretched to the limit, and he could only fight on his own at the last moment.
Although they cannot win in a one-on-one fight, with the tacit understanding and combined efforts of the two, there is still a high possibility that Prince Bai Yi will die.
Stulut once again tightened his grip on the magic sword in his hand and swung out a sword wind whose trajectory could not even be seen. Brad's ghost fleet followed closely behind to support him.
In the face of a fully activated Principle Blood Ring, this attack was enough to flatten an area like Misaki's in an instant.
However--
"Pointless behavior."
Prince Bai Yi showed a mocking smile and an arrogant attitude.
Facing the sharp edge that was no different from a heavenly punishment that seemed to tear everything into pieces, and the eyes of the black and white knights that were far sharper and colder than the attack itself, Tefanm opened his arms without resistance.
"If it was the Black Princess, it would be fine, but how could you two knights fight against the rotation of the planet?"
——The earth suddenly cracked.
The soil and rocks defied gravity and poured toward the sky at an incredible speed, like an inverted waterfall.
It also seemed like a huge vortex like silent thunder under the water surface caused by the eruption of an underwater volcano.
The heaven and earth seemed to have turned into an invisible centrifuge, creating a huge attraction that sucked everything around it in and tore it into fragmented particles.
The black and white knights could feel that their attack collapsed almost instantly. The flesh and blood filled with magic power and the rules composed of principles all collapsed rapidly in an instant.
In a moment, their combined attack that made the atmosphere mourn turned into nothingness again.
This is not the first time this has happened.
Whenever they approach or attack the White Winged King, the surrounding environment will spontaneously move and block everything out.
Only Lord Bai Yi and the land beneath his feet can still stand there quietly.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Tefan's words were not false in this matter.
This is indeed the rotation of the planet.
Seeing this scene, Stuart's expression became even uglier.
"Pole shift..."
This is a natural phenomenon caused by the uneven distribution of the planet's mass, which causes Gaia's rotation axis to move periodically.
Using the principle that mystery is also part of weight, Bai Yigong artificially adjusted the posture and position of this phenomenon based on the location of the ritual center.
So even though he was alone, he was only worried about the progress of Narubalek in the distance, rather than the coalition forces that had surrounded him.
In the face of the true power of heaven, even the Principle Blood Ring, which is equivalent to a singularity in itself, is nothing more than an ordinary mirage.
"Are you finally calming down a bit?"
The embarrassed look of the Black and White Knight made Prince White Wing feel much better, and he regained his elegant demeanor.
"Since it can't be stopped, how about admitting that Altluchi miscalculated and waiting and witnessing this moment?"
"Excuse me, in the face of the pole shift, you should be very clear that my direction is correct in terms of its significance to the race."
Lord Bai Yi believed from the bottom of his heart that the power of vampires was far more noble than that of humans, and that was why he took the initiative to become Zhu Yue's first follower.
But there is always a gap between imagination and reality. When Zhu Yue failed and he began to take charge, rule and expand the territory, he soon realized the disadvantages of the Dead Apostles.
——Over-dependence on humans.
Although their abilities and qualities are superior to humans in all aspects, Dead Apostles are different from True Ancestors in that they have a rigid survival requirement for humans.
If human genetic factors are not replenished by sucking blood for a long time, even a strong person like the ancestor of the dead apostles will become weak and even die of exhaustion.
Unfortunately, the Dead Apostles do not have normal reproductive abilities and are creatures that mix sucking blood with eating, so it is easy for a leftover piece of bread to suddenly become a new member of their species.
In such a blood-sucking cycle, even if the Dead Apostles win, they will not be able to prosper and will soon fall into self-destruction.
Tripham had been troubled by this for a long time, until he found a solution through the ritual of the Dark Six.
That's right, wouldn't it be great if the Dead Apostles could become a new species of primates that have completely eliminated their blood-sucking urges, just like humans replaced the primates of the past, the dinosaurs?
At first glance, this idea may sound ridiculous, but in fact, it is not groundless.
There are many creatures in the world that are considered vampires, but strictly speaking, the only true vampires are True Ancestors and Dead Apostles.
After all, the former mostly regard blood as food, and can ensure their survival without sucking blood through artificial means, while the latter has a rigid need, and while absorbing the genetic factors of others, they will lose control and allow the other party to obtain their own factors, resulting in racial mutations.
An important factor that triggers the urge to suck blood is the desire for others' likes.
From this point of view, is it possible that the True Ancestors and Dead Apostles have the urge to suck blood not because of an instinct without any reason, but because they are expelling foreign races?
Combining the records and information left by Zhu Yue, Lord Bai Yi discovered the truth about the blood-sucking impulse in this century.
It was not an instinct like a beast wanting to eat, but rather an act of assimilation by a new primate that had just been born into this world, out of the impulse of 'wanting the other party to become like itself', contaminating the old primate and making it a subordinate.
Therefore, the Six Dark Kings are superior to Zhu Yue and are the well-deserved first seat.
"This is a good time to think about the future. If I were you, I would think carefully about who is qualified to be the King of the Dead Apostles. Let alone Kurohime, even if it is the Moon King, what does it matter? She only cares about herself. In comparison..."
As the White Winged Duke spoke, he recruited two more knights.
After all, although he is a dirty villain, Lord White Wing is not a person with ideals and goals, he just wants to rule the world.
The significance of the goal of the new primate seems noble, but in fact it is just one of the hard conditions for maintaining his rule.
The success of the plan does not change what happens next.
The coalition's encirclement was imminent, and he had already paid too much sunk cost for this moment's goal.
As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, it is still difficult for one person to deal with the human alliance by himself. It would be the best thing if he could win over these two loyal knights.
"Besides, on the other hand, after I succeed, I won't have any feelings for Arteluchi anymore..."
"ridiculous."
However, this level of sweet words and treacherous deeds is naturally useless.
Before the White Winged Lord could finish his words, the Black and White Knights interrupted him in unison.
"As long as we are alive, we will continue to offer our strength to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"Besides, even if I can no longer serve Your Highness, I would rather stand on the side of humans to fight you than join the army of a villain like you."
"...You're so brave."
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Faced with such blunt contempt, Prince White Wing lowered his head with a sinister expression.
Perhaps because there was no one around and he didn't need to pretend, or perhaps because he realized that his true face had been seen through, he opened his arms as if to vent all the emotions that had been pent up in his heart for thousands of years.
"In that case, I'll take your two heads as a gift to Altuluqi. I've long wanted to see what expression that pretty face would show when faced with such a situation!"
The White Winged Prince's face was almost distorted.
He didn't say anything harsh about Heiji's fate.
The greedy fire in the flickering pupils is enough to say it all.
Although he has always been calm and composed in past fights, such a huge ambition certainly contains all kinds of unspeakable desires.
They were never abandoned by Tefanm, but were suppressed in his heart.
Now, with the sublimation that is about to come, this dormant desire is also expanding.
"call……"
The White Winged Duke took a deep breath and ignored the two knights' shouting and cursing. He chose to turn around again and focus his attention on the increasingly approaching position.
endure.
You have to be patient.
He warned himself.
We have been dormant for so long, we can't fail at this moment.
As long as he obtains the power of the new primate, not only Altluchi, but even the pure white princess will become his trophies.
No...if the situation with the saint named Roland had not turned out to be the worst, he might have been able to make further progress.
After becoming the King of the Dead Apostles, the so-called Princess was just a qualification. The one who was truly worthy of me was only the scarlet moon that also reigned supreme over all things and hung high in the sky like a creature cherished by the Creator!
"I feel it! It's coming towards me!"
In an instant, Prince Bai Yi suddenly raised his head, his face filled with indescribable, almost crazy joy.
In fact, he didn't need to speak at all.
Anyone can feel this change.
There was clearly nothing around, but from the invisible and intangible air, a force as heavy as a thousand pounds came.
Although the floating dust around was still dancing, the two ancestors of the dead disciples behind the White Winged Lord had already prostrated themselves on the ground.
From their trembling bodies and bulging muscles, it was clear that they were not knocked to the ground voluntarily, nor were they simply knocked to the ground due to mental shock.
This performance of being unable to move and struggling to hold on formed a sharp contrast with the normal dust around it.
"Idiots, this is what happens when you ignore my good intentions!"
The White-Winged Prince, who caught this scene from the corner of his eye, made an arrogant and sharp sound.
"I see. This is the true power of the Dark Six. This is the complete domination of the nobles over their subordinates! This is the eternal kingship!"
“This is the future of the new era!”
"Since you started this, this has been the tragic fate that all the scum who resist and refuse to have a future deserve!"
The White Winged Prince roared loudly with a red face.
——The light between heaven and earth gathered and dispersed, and in this repeated cycle, it turned into a red light that flowed like magma.
He kept admiring the greatness and beauty of this power, and couldn't wait to reach out to it, wanting to become one with it.
"scold--"
A whistling sound like a strong wind passing by was heard.
It was as if all the blood in his body rushed to his brain in one breath and then quickly receded. The White-Winged Prince's eyes went dark and his mind was filled with colorful mirages.
Before he could react, suddenly, the feeling of weightlessness as if the world was spinning came over him again.
"What happened..."
Although I know nothing about the process of sublimation into primates, I can't imagine that this is the case.
Bai Yigong opened his mouth wide, but he only uttered half of his confused words before the rest were stuck in his throat.
The reason is simple.
When the blurry phantoms disappeared completely, what appeared in his vision was his body half-kneeling on the ground, fallen like a dead tree, with nothing above the neck.
“Aaaaaa——!”
The next moment, the White Winged Prince let out a terrible wail.
This was certainly not because of the helplessness caused by the sudden separation of the head and the body, or rather... not entirely.
The changes that occurred simultaneously with his blank staring at this scene were the reason for his ungraceful wailing.
Neither the pure white suit nor the luxurious accessories on it showed any damage, but in just a second, the flesh inside was decomposed into ashes like a zombie encountering sunlight.
When he saw this scene with his own eyes, the pain of his body disappearing and the fear of death belatedly surged into Bai Yigong's heart.
...I'm going to die soon.
Although his power was no less than that of Altluchi in the past, this power could not prevent the impending death, just like he did not realize when his head was taken off.
However, although the former cannot be reversed, he still has a chance to resolve the latter.
While shouting in panic, the White Winged Prince tried hard to raise his eyelids, wanting to see the full appearance of the guy who ended his life.
Then, the next moment, jealousy and hatred disappeared from his face, replaced by confusion and astonishment.
Long blond hair.
A long dress as pure white as the moon.
The red glow of disaster.
There is only one existence who can integrate these three pure and dazzling colors together without appearing abrupt, and who can integrate these two contradictory feelings of overflowing majesty and beautiful and exquisite dreaminess, in the life of Lord Bai Yi, which started thousands of years ago.
Although her appearance and body are exactly the same as those of the White Lady, there is no possibility of mistaking her.
The evidence is that he was clearly killed, but the moment he realized that it was the blonde girl in front of him who did it, all that was left in his heart was a deep sense of sorrow.
"Why, Master Zhu Yue...why?"
Bai Yigong whispered in an unclear voice.
For some reason, even though the pain had materialized and reached his brain, he felt a sense of anticipation.
Although he was arrogant enough to want to rule the world alone, his respect for this absolute True Ancestor never diminished in the slightest.
If the other party killed him because they were laughing at his stupidity and greed, and were disgusted with his ignorance and arrogance, then this death would not be so bad.
——Such emotion at least showed that he had been seen as an individual by the other party, rather than just a follower with only a name and a few impressions.
Hearing such a lament, Zhu Yue also turned slightly with a calm look.
Just seeing such an expression, Bai Yigong felt a chill in his heart.
Sure enough, in those pupils that were shining, there was no emotion at all, only indifference and curiosity as if one had discovered a screaming ant.
Zhu Yue first glanced at the black and white knight who was still kneeling on the ground, then looked at the White Winged Duke with some confusion, as if wondering why the other party would ask such a question.
However, it was not known whether it was a gift to his old subordinate, or a reward for his diligence in completing the ritual and helping him to successfully resurrect, but he remained silent for a few seconds, waiting until the White Winged Duke's head was about to turn to ashes.
"Sir Tefanmu——"
The blonde girl, as dignified as a flower on a mountain top, slightly opened her red lips.
"Since you have seen the future, why don't you worship?" (End of this chapter)
Lord White Wing turned his head and glanced at Misaki Town in the distance.
The dreamland, as ethereal as clouds, has become like porcelain in the process of being fired, with criss-crossing and neatly arranged grooves appearing.
Even ordinary people who knew nothing about the nature and rules of Wallachia could realize that this phenomenon was a sign that its form was on the verge of collapse.
"I've given that guy so many conveniences, but she only delayed us for such a short time. She must have acted on her own with the idea of killing two birds with one stone. That's why I don't want to deal with such a lunatic..."
Although he cares a lot about his image and reputation, most of these actions are done to consolidate his ambitions rather than out of inherent nobility. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so bothered by his title as the King of the Dead Apostles and become enemies with Altluchi.
When facing those who are weaker than himself, or making acceptable sacrifices, he can still remain elegant, but once this threshold exceeds the bottom line, he will inevitably lose his composure.
Just to find out the whereabouts of Wallachia Night, the White Wing Prince had spent countless energy. Taking into account Fu Hailin and the price he paid for inviting Rita and Smily, it was enough to wipe out the wealth he had accumulated for nearly a thousand years.
What's more, he did not hesitate to join the game personally, and even offered Nero and Roya, two immediate combat forces, as sacrifices to the princess.
Such a huge investment was wantonly wasted by Narubalek. From the perspective of Prince White Wing, it was like a self-made rich man watching a prodigal son who had never experienced the bitterness of life squandering his wealth.
Both heartbroken and helpless.
Although it would undoubtedly be much safer to do it himself, he would never take the risk when he was destined to be a victim in this position.
Yes...victim.
Although he had initially only noticed some clues from the news of Rita and Smeale's disappearance, when the plan was being executed, the man who called himself the Demon King suddenly found him and made an investment that shocked even his own experience, and Prince White Wing realized that something was wrong.
As an excellent ambitious man, he has always been wary of people showing unwarranted kindness.
After all, unlike the goal of resurrecting Zhu Yue, whose benefits are already in sight, although the Dark Six Kingships have higher aspirations, it is currently just a pie in the sky that can be seen but not touched.
They were all old monsters who had experienced a long life. No one would give up everything for empty words. Moreover, the Demon King, who made him feel extremely dangerous, did not put forward any conditions or contracts while providing help.
This is really too abnormal.
The other party is so generous, there is probably only one possibility - he doesn't care whether his plan can succeed or not. As long as this action can hinder the saint for a moment, this contribution is valuable.
This shows.
That saint named Roland is most likely a big trap.
Even the majestic Demon King had to be so cautious, let alone him now.
Prince Bai Yi certainly has the courage to get involved himself, but this is different from jumping into a pit from which one cannot climb out.
Therefore, he had no other choice except Narubalek.
If one must look for others, there must be others in the Holy Church who dare to cooperate with him, but the only one who dares to attack the saint who has performed so many miracles is this unscrupulous madman.
"Fortunately... this amount of time is enough to complete the last step."
Lord Bai Yi sneered, and the gloomy expression on his face relaxed a lot.
As if to relieve his boredom, he untied the tie that was tightly around his neck, shook his head, took a long breath, and turned his gaze behind him.
"Are you still not giving up?"
Hearing this, the pale-skinned man holding the magic sword that was emitting a dark light, and the beautiful boy floating in the air surrounded by green ghost ships both gritted their teeth and glared at him angrily.
"Shut up, Tefan! How can a despicable conspirator like you understand our loyalty to His Highness!"
Although the Black Knight Stuart and the White Knight Brad, who were at the top of the power ranking of the ancestors of the Dead Apostles, showed obvious signs of fatigue due to the excessive consumption of magic power, their wills did not waver at all.
Although Artelucci has great power in the contract, she is not the kind of person who is tyrannical and extortionate. She can also allow Wallachian Night, who exists just to take advantage of her power, to act in a playful manner.
Because of this, as a subordinate who has followed the other party for a thousand years, even though she has disappeared, the Black and White Knight still did not leave the battlefield, but took on all the pressure and took advantage of the opportunity that Fu Fu fought for to go straight to the dragon's back, wanting to help Altluci by killing the White Winged Duke, the mastermind behind the scenes.
Honestly speaking, there was nothing wrong with this idea. In front of the coalition led by Loreleija, even though he had won over the Black Wing Prince, Meilian and others, and had an ally named Van Feim who even surpassed Aozaki Orange in the attainments of large-scale war puppets, the White Wing Prince's accumulation was already stretched to the limit, and he could only fight on his own at the last moment.
Although they cannot win in a one-on-one fight, with the tacit understanding and combined efforts of the two, there is still a high possibility that Prince Bai Yi will die.
Stulut once again tightened his grip on the magic sword in his hand and swung out a sword wind whose trajectory could not even be seen. Brad's ghost fleet followed closely behind to support him.
In the face of a fully activated Principle Blood Ring, this attack was enough to flatten an area like Misaki's in an instant.
However--
"Pointless behavior."
Prince Bai Yi showed a mocking smile and an arrogant attitude.
Facing the sharp edge that was no different from a heavenly punishment that seemed to tear everything into pieces, and the eyes of the black and white knights that were far sharper and colder than the attack itself, Tefanm opened his arms without resistance.
"If it was the Black Princess, it would be fine, but how could you two knights fight against the rotation of the planet?"
——The earth suddenly cracked.
The soil and rocks defied gravity and poured toward the sky at an incredible speed, like an inverted waterfall.
It also seemed like a huge vortex like silent thunder under the water surface caused by the eruption of an underwater volcano.
The heaven and earth seemed to have turned into an invisible centrifuge, creating a huge attraction that sucked everything around it in and tore it into fragmented particles.
The black and white knights could feel that their attack collapsed almost instantly. The flesh and blood filled with magic power and the rules composed of principles all collapsed rapidly in an instant.
In a moment, their combined attack that made the atmosphere mourn turned into nothingness again.
This is not the first time this has happened.
Whenever they approach or attack the White Winged King, the surrounding environment will spontaneously move and block everything out.
Only Lord Bai Yi and the land beneath his feet can still stand there quietly.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Tefan's words were not false in this matter.
This is indeed the rotation of the planet.
Seeing this scene, Stuart's expression became even uglier.
"Pole shift..."
This is a natural phenomenon caused by the uneven distribution of the planet's mass, which causes Gaia's rotation axis to move periodically.
Using the principle that mystery is also part of weight, Bai Yigong artificially adjusted the posture and position of this phenomenon based on the location of the ritual center.
So even though he was alone, he was only worried about the progress of Narubalek in the distance, rather than the coalition forces that had surrounded him.
In the face of the true power of heaven, even the Principle Blood Ring, which is equivalent to a singularity in itself, is nothing more than an ordinary mirage.
"Are you finally calming down a bit?"
The embarrassed look of the Black and White Knight made Prince White Wing feel much better, and he regained his elegant demeanor.
"Since it can't be stopped, how about admitting that Altluchi miscalculated and waiting and witnessing this moment?"
"Excuse me, in the face of the pole shift, you should be very clear that my direction is correct in terms of its significance to the race."
Lord Bai Yi believed from the bottom of his heart that the power of vampires was far more noble than that of humans, and that was why he took the initiative to become Zhu Yue's first follower.
But there is always a gap between imagination and reality. When Zhu Yue failed and he began to take charge, rule and expand the territory, he soon realized the disadvantages of the Dead Apostles.
——Over-dependence on humans.
Although their abilities and qualities are superior to humans in all aspects, Dead Apostles are different from True Ancestors in that they have a rigid survival requirement for humans.
If human genetic factors are not replenished by sucking blood for a long time, even a strong person like the ancestor of the dead apostles will become weak and even die of exhaustion.
Unfortunately, the Dead Apostles do not have normal reproductive abilities and are creatures that mix sucking blood with eating, so it is easy for a leftover piece of bread to suddenly become a new member of their species.
In such a blood-sucking cycle, even if the Dead Apostles win, they will not be able to prosper and will soon fall into self-destruction.
Tripham had been troubled by this for a long time, until he found a solution through the ritual of the Dark Six.
That's right, wouldn't it be great if the Dead Apostles could become a new species of primates that have completely eliminated their blood-sucking urges, just like humans replaced the primates of the past, the dinosaurs?
At first glance, this idea may sound ridiculous, but in fact, it is not groundless.
There are many creatures in the world that are considered vampires, but strictly speaking, the only true vampires are True Ancestors and Dead Apostles.
After all, the former mostly regard blood as food, and can ensure their survival without sucking blood through artificial means, while the latter has a rigid need, and while absorbing the genetic factors of others, they will lose control and allow the other party to obtain their own factors, resulting in racial mutations.
An important factor that triggers the urge to suck blood is the desire for others' likes.
From this point of view, is it possible that the True Ancestors and Dead Apostles have the urge to suck blood not because of an instinct without any reason, but because they are expelling foreign races?
Combining the records and information left by Zhu Yue, Lord Bai Yi discovered the truth about the blood-sucking impulse in this century.
It was not an instinct like a beast wanting to eat, but rather an act of assimilation by a new primate that had just been born into this world, out of the impulse of 'wanting the other party to become like itself', contaminating the old primate and making it a subordinate.
Therefore, the Six Dark Kings are superior to Zhu Yue and are the well-deserved first seat.
"This is a good time to think about the future. If I were you, I would think carefully about who is qualified to be the King of the Dead Apostles. Let alone Kurohime, even if it is the Moon King, what does it matter? She only cares about herself. In comparison..."
As the White Winged Duke spoke, he recruited two more knights.
After all, although he is a dirty villain, Lord White Wing is not a person with ideals and goals, he just wants to rule the world.
The significance of the goal of the new primate seems noble, but in fact it is just one of the hard conditions for maintaining his rule.
The success of the plan does not change what happens next.
The coalition's encirclement was imminent, and he had already paid too much sunk cost for this moment's goal.
As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, it is still difficult for one person to deal with the human alliance by himself. It would be the best thing if he could win over these two loyal knights.
"Besides, on the other hand, after I succeed, I won't have any feelings for Arteluchi anymore..."
"ridiculous."
However, this level of sweet words and treacherous deeds is naturally useless.
Before the White Winged Lord could finish his words, the Black and White Knights interrupted him in unison.
"As long as we are alive, we will continue to offer our strength to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"Besides, even if I can no longer serve Your Highness, I would rather stand on the side of humans to fight you than join the army of a villain like you."
"...You're so brave."
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Faced with such blunt contempt, Prince White Wing lowered his head with a sinister expression.
Perhaps because there was no one around and he didn't need to pretend, or perhaps because he realized that his true face had been seen through, he opened his arms as if to vent all the emotions that had been pent up in his heart for thousands of years.
"In that case, I'll take your two heads as a gift to Altuluqi. I've long wanted to see what expression that pretty face would show when faced with such a situation!"
The White Winged Prince's face was almost distorted.
He didn't say anything harsh about Heiji's fate.
The greedy fire in the flickering pupils is enough to say it all.
Although he has always been calm and composed in past fights, such a huge ambition certainly contains all kinds of unspeakable desires.
They were never abandoned by Tefanm, but were suppressed in his heart.
Now, with the sublimation that is about to come, this dormant desire is also expanding.
"call……"
The White Winged Duke took a deep breath and ignored the two knights' shouting and cursing. He chose to turn around again and focus his attention on the increasingly approaching position.
endure.
You have to be patient.
He warned himself.
We have been dormant for so long, we can't fail at this moment.
As long as he obtains the power of the new primate, not only Altluchi, but even the pure white princess will become his trophies.
No...if the situation with the saint named Roland had not turned out to be the worst, he might have been able to make further progress.
After becoming the King of the Dead Apostles, the so-called Princess was just a qualification. The one who was truly worthy of me was only the scarlet moon that also reigned supreme over all things and hung high in the sky like a creature cherished by the Creator!
"I feel it! It's coming towards me!"
In an instant, Prince Bai Yi suddenly raised his head, his face filled with indescribable, almost crazy joy.
In fact, he didn't need to speak at all.
Anyone can feel this change.
There was clearly nothing around, but from the invisible and intangible air, a force as heavy as a thousand pounds came.
Although the floating dust around was still dancing, the two ancestors of the dead disciples behind the White Winged Lord had already prostrated themselves on the ground.
From their trembling bodies and bulging muscles, it was clear that they were not knocked to the ground voluntarily, nor were they simply knocked to the ground due to mental shock.
This performance of being unable to move and struggling to hold on formed a sharp contrast with the normal dust around it.
"Idiots, this is what happens when you ignore my good intentions!"
The White-Winged Prince, who caught this scene from the corner of his eye, made an arrogant and sharp sound.
"I see. This is the true power of the Dark Six. This is the complete domination of the nobles over their subordinates! This is the eternal kingship!"
“This is the future of the new era!”
"Since you started this, this has been the tragic fate that all the scum who resist and refuse to have a future deserve!"
The White Winged Prince roared loudly with a red face.
——The light between heaven and earth gathered and dispersed, and in this repeated cycle, it turned into a red light that flowed like magma.
He kept admiring the greatness and beauty of this power, and couldn't wait to reach out to it, wanting to become one with it.
"scold--"
A whistling sound like a strong wind passing by was heard.
It was as if all the blood in his body rushed to his brain in one breath and then quickly receded. The White-Winged Prince's eyes went dark and his mind was filled with colorful mirages.
Before he could react, suddenly, the feeling of weightlessness as if the world was spinning came over him again.
"What happened..."
Although I know nothing about the process of sublimation into primates, I can't imagine that this is the case.
Bai Yigong opened his mouth wide, but he only uttered half of his confused words before the rest were stuck in his throat.
The reason is simple.
When the blurry phantoms disappeared completely, what appeared in his vision was his body half-kneeling on the ground, fallen like a dead tree, with nothing above the neck.
“Aaaaaa——!”
The next moment, the White Winged Prince let out a terrible wail.
This was certainly not because of the helplessness caused by the sudden separation of the head and the body, or rather... not entirely.
The changes that occurred simultaneously with his blank staring at this scene were the reason for his ungraceful wailing.
Neither the pure white suit nor the luxurious accessories on it showed any damage, but in just a second, the flesh inside was decomposed into ashes like a zombie encountering sunlight.
When he saw this scene with his own eyes, the pain of his body disappearing and the fear of death belatedly surged into Bai Yigong's heart.
...I'm going to die soon.
Although his power was no less than that of Altluchi in the past, this power could not prevent the impending death, just like he did not realize when his head was taken off.
However, although the former cannot be reversed, he still has a chance to resolve the latter.
While shouting in panic, the White Winged Prince tried hard to raise his eyelids, wanting to see the full appearance of the guy who ended his life.
Then, the next moment, jealousy and hatred disappeared from his face, replaced by confusion and astonishment.
Long blond hair.
A long dress as pure white as the moon.
The red glow of disaster.
There is only one existence who can integrate these three pure and dazzling colors together without appearing abrupt, and who can integrate these two contradictory feelings of overflowing majesty and beautiful and exquisite dreaminess, in the life of Lord Bai Yi, which started thousands of years ago.
Although her appearance and body are exactly the same as those of the White Lady, there is no possibility of mistaking her.
The evidence is that he was clearly killed, but the moment he realized that it was the blonde girl in front of him who did it, all that was left in his heart was a deep sense of sorrow.
"Why, Master Zhu Yue...why?"
Bai Yigong whispered in an unclear voice.
For some reason, even though the pain had materialized and reached his brain, he felt a sense of anticipation.
Although he was arrogant enough to want to rule the world alone, his respect for this absolute True Ancestor never diminished in the slightest.
If the other party killed him because they were laughing at his stupidity and greed, and were disgusted with his ignorance and arrogance, then this death would not be so bad.
——Such emotion at least showed that he had been seen as an individual by the other party, rather than just a follower with only a name and a few impressions.
Hearing such a lament, Zhu Yue also turned slightly with a calm look.
Just seeing such an expression, Bai Yigong felt a chill in his heart.
Sure enough, in those pupils that were shining, there was no emotion at all, only indifference and curiosity as if one had discovered a screaming ant.
Zhu Yue first glanced at the black and white knight who was still kneeling on the ground, then looked at the White Winged Duke with some confusion, as if wondering why the other party would ask such a question.
However, it was not known whether it was a gift to his old subordinate, or a reward for his diligence in completing the ritual and helping him to successfully resurrect, but he remained silent for a few seconds, waiting until the White Winged Duke's head was about to turn to ashes.
"Sir Tefanmu——"
The blonde girl, as dignified as a flower on a mountain top, slightly opened her red lips.
"Since you have seen the future, why don't you worship?" (End of this chapter)
