Ascension Ritual (2)

According to the contract with that "Night's Spokesperson," the Vampire Ascension Ritual has extremely complicated requirements.

In addition to the need to sacrifice 1,674 Vampire Spawn to the great evil being, there must also be seven carefully cultivated offspring who serve the evil monarch and symbolize the Seven Deadly Sins: pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust.

As the master, the Vampire needs to genuinely "love" these derivatives.

When the ritual begins, the power and blood within these derivative bodies flow into the main body and are absorbed by the Vampire.

For example, Alexia is the symbol of arrogance.

Duke Brad banished his youngest son, Todd Lachman, to Sigg Town in the hope that he would become a symbol of envy in that remote little town and ultimately the perfect food for his Ascension Ritual.

However, before he could enjoy this supreme honor, he was turned into a lump of minced meat by Lang Pu in a series of experiments.

"Damn Red Dragon..."

Thinking of this, Duke Brad gritted his teeth even more.

"We must find another special derivative to replace Todd, and preferably a spellcaster."

When Vampire ascends, he not only drains the blood but also absorbs all the abilities of his offspring, including spellcasting abilities. This is why he went to great lengths to train Todd to become a mage.

"The spellcaster..."

Duke Brad pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of the Vampire Spawn he had captured not long ago who had spoken so arrogantly. It seemed to be Arcane Trickster with a high affinity for dark forces.

"Isn't this already ready-made?"

Thinking of this, a smile crept onto his lips—it was an interesting prey, but now it was under his control.

Duke Brad loved the feeling of being high above and in control. He enjoyed the resistance of his prey, especially the despair on their faces.

For Vampire who have long lost their sense of taste, it was like a sweet and mellow wine.

Duke Brad couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Such unruly humans, watching helplessly as they are controlled and reduced to sacrifices, unable to resist—that must be an incredibly wonderful thing,"

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

A glint of anticipation flashed in Duke Brad's crimson eyes, a look that was both ferocious and terrifying.

"For the great ascension..."

Standing upright in the iron cage, Lang Li Bai Tiao mimicked the other irrational Blood Slave, repeating in a low voice, "For the great ascension..."

He secretly hid the "Rebellious Crest" under his tongue, so that the guards searching his entire body could not detect it.

Seeing the blood mist gradually spreading in the air and the Sacrificial Array flickering with an eerie light within the iron cage, Lang Li Bai Tiao was on the verge of tears, thinking to himself, "Damn it, am I really going to be sacrificed?"

Suddenly, a powerful pressure emanating from their bloodline surged forth.

The Blood Slave knelt down, licking the ground like devout fanatics.

The Lang Li Bai Tiao also knelt down.

To become stronger, he could even endure humiliation like crawling between someone's legs.

It's just kneeling, isn't it?

I'll endure it!

However, his eyes were secretly glancing at the uninvited guest.

The newcomer had pale skin, bloodshot eyes, and wore a magnificent black robe trimmed with gold—it was Duke Brad Lachmann.

Lang Li Bai Tiao was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "Old Deng has finally arrived!"

But when Duke Brad's gaze swept over him, he quickly lowered his head and dared not utter another sound.

"Very good, you still have plenty of strength."

Duke Brad smiled with satisfaction.

He gently raised his hand, and with the sound of flapping wings, hundreds of bats surged out of the darkness, transforming into a giant hand that enveloped the Lang Li Bai Tiao and flew out of the iron cage.

His cloak billowed slightly, and his entire body floated up.

Soon, they arrived at the stone platform where the ceremony was to be held.

The bats dispersed, and the Lang Li Bai Tiao was finally no longer in complete darkness. He immediately spotted the clones tied to the stone pillars and his eyes widened in surprise.

An ordinary person would feel terrified in such an environment, but Lang Li Bai Tiao's thought process is obviously a bit different, and his focus is also a bit strange.

As a seasoned pervert, he immediately noticed the eldest daughter of the duke, Alexia Lakman, who was completely naked and whose snow-white body was exposed.

"Holy crap, are they going to go this far?"

"And there's no holy light at all?!"

"No, Lang Li Bai Tiao Lang Li Bai Tiao,' how can you let beauty blind you?"

"You're going to be the Game King!"

Thinking of this, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and continued to pretend to be controlled. Fortunately, Duke Brad was still admiring his masterpiece and had not yet noticed anything amiss.

However, during this process, he also caught a glimpse of Yeno Lakman, and who appeared here as "Sloth," one of the Seven Deadly Sins.

"It's so offensive!"

"Lang Li Bai Tiao" sighed inwardly.

Just then, Duke Brad turned his head to stare at the Lang Li Bai Tiao, a blood-red glint flashing in his eyes.

"May I have your name?"

"Lang Li Bai Tiao".

Lang Li Bai Tiao answered truthfully.

He was terrified that his disguise would be exposed and that he would be killed on the spot by the Vampire duke before he could gain anything.

Fortunately, Duke Brad did not notice anything amiss. He merely smiled and said softly, "A strange name... but it doesn't matter. From now on, your name is Todd Lachman. You are my youngest son, exiled to the borderlands. You are insanely jealous of your brothers and sisters, understand?"

"Now, I'll ask you one more time, who are you?"

"I am Todd Lachman, your neglected youngest son."

"Very good, say it again."

Lang Li Bai Tiao cursed the Old Vampire's ancestors to the eighteenth generation in his heart. He had seen people recognize their fathers, but he had never seen anyone recognize him as their son!

Who would want to be the son of an old wall lamp like you?!

The Lang Li Bai Tiao roared inwardly, but he still obediently said, "I am Todd Lachman, your neglected youngest son, and I envy my brothers and sisters."

"Very good."

Duke Brad nodded slightly.

He gazed at the Lang Li Bai Tiao, which resembled a marionette, stroked his chin, and frowned in thought.

"Simply having this derivative replace Todd's identity doesn't seem to be enough for me to feel 'love' for it."

Duke Brad is a complete monster, capable of creating twisted and perverse "love" to achieve his own goals.

Although he can deliberately guide and control, he cannot arbitrarily create emotions.

"The body and emotions are inextricably intertwined."

"In the eyes of mortals, extreme lust seems to naturally give rise to love, so..."

Duke Brad looked at the Lang Li Bai Tiao again, his scarlet pupils now holding a strange glint in his eyes, revealing a mysterious desire.

A chill ran down Lang Li Bai Tiao, and a bad premonition crept into his mind.

Although his expression remained unchanged, alarm bells were already ringing in his mind.

"Wait a minute, what exactly is old Biden trying to do?!"