Li Heng!

The boy sighed, feeling truly helpless about the message his parents had sent.

He'll be graduating in six months, but if he goes back to China, he'll have to repeat a year, which is just too much trouble.

The boy's name is Li Heng. He is 17 years old this year. He has no special hobbies, no bad habits, and his academic performance is also very good. He is the quintessential "other people's child".

Li Heng also has an older half-brother.

His name was Li Yuan.

According to his parents, Li Yuan had a complete falling out with his family some time ago and had moved out.

My mother always expresses her disgust when she mentions Li Yuan. Last time she even said that the guy smells fishy and that he might be killing fish at RT-Mart after being expelled from school.

Li Heng shook his head at this thought; he had never gotten along with his older brother since childhood.

Perhaps because they had different birth mothers, the two often harbored hostility towards each other, partly due to their mothers' instigation.

Whenever the two had something in common, or shared interests, the mother would step in and reprimand Li Heng.

She repeatedly warned Li Heng that Li Yuan's existence meant that the family property would be divided up.

He will take away what belongs to you.

Young Li Heng believed his mother's words without a doubt.

However, as he grew up and spent a few years abroad, Li Heng gradually came to terms with things.

"After all, we're brothers. Blood is thicker than water. When we get back, let's apologize to him properly..."

Money doesn't have to be so important in this life.

But everyone seems to value it highly, and everyone treats this desire as truth and ideal.

Li Heng believes this is wrong.

There are things in this world that are far more important than money.

For example, family ties.

When he saw other people's brothers being so close, he couldn't help but think about what had happened between him and Li Yuan.

If their mother hadn't stirred things up between them, could they be like those other people now?

The lonelier and more isolated a person is, the more they crave the redemption of family or friendship.

But after so many years, the conflict between Li Heng and Li Yuan certainly cannot be resolved in just a few words.

"I just hope we won't completely lose contact like this..."

As Li Heng was thinking this, the fat man continued to talk incessantly beside him.

Meanwhile, on the streets outside, the ground suddenly cracked open without warning!

Boom!

With a loud bang, something suddenly drilled a large hole in the flat, oil-splashed road surface, and it began to collapse downwards!

The bus driver didn't have time to react. Even though he had pressed the accelerator to the floor, the bus still plunged into the ditch!

The person who caused this change was an angel whose entire body was covered with holy wings!

He found a low-ranking Blood Clan hiding in the city's sewers, and then tore the sewer's dome apart!

It pierced through reinforced concrete and asphalt roads, carrying the lower-ranking Blood Clan into the sky!

Under the blazing sun, the lower- Blood Clan began to smoke and burst into flames under the sunlight!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Mo dropped the lower-ranking Blood Clan from the sky, as if throwing a fireball to the ground.

But before the fireball could even land, the burning object inside turned to ashes.

"A lower-ranking Blood Clan, ninth generation, the weakest, who doesn't even know the Queen's residence. Poor thing, let the flames judge you."

Mo blew the dust off his hands in the sky. According to the currently known information, the Blood Clan 008 have been traced back to eight generations.

If we consider its own lineage, it can be traced back nine generations.

The original was the Sequence 008 True Ancestor, and its abilities were undoubtedly powerful.

The second generation is a prince. Unlike the true ancestor, a prince cannot control the blood of others, but he can control his own blood and the blood he can access.

In addition, the prince will not burn in sunlight, but will only show weakness and dim light, but is still afraid of ultraviolet rays and flames.

All other abilities are only 90% of the True Ancestor's.

The third generation is a duke. Like the prince, his ability to manipulate blood has been weakened again. His body will burn if exposed to sunlight for a long time, but not in a short time.

All other abilities are only 80% of the True Ancestor's.

The above-mentioned True Ancestors, Princes, and Dukes are the higher-ranking Blood Clan.

Marquises, earls, and viscounts are mid-level Blood Clan, and they all share the rule that they cannot be exposed to sunlight, as it will cause them to burn.

At the same time, the power inherited from the True Ancestor was only 70%, 60%, and 50%.

Their regenerative abilities remain strong, making them a well-known type of the Blood Clan in movies and television shows.

Below them are Barons, Blood Knight, and Blood Slave; these three are lower-ranking classes, inheriting only 40%, 30%, and 20% of the power, respectively.

The Baron at least has some ability to manipulate blood, but the Blood Knight can't even control his own blood.

Blood Slave are even worse off. Apart from being physically stronger than ordinary people and having a decent regenerative ability, they have no other special abilities.

They cannot even fly, yet they often suffer from thirst and turn to ash upon exposure to even a little sunlight.

It could be said that he didn't have the life of the Blood Clan, but he got the disease of the Blood Clan.

Perhaps because they knew about the angels, all the vampires vanished overnight.

After searching around, Mo only found this one lone ninth-generation Blood Corpse.

This ninth-generation Blood Corpse was originally just a homeless man, who was accidentally transformed by an eighth-generation Blood Knight who got drunk.

Mo didn't get the information he wanted, so he ended the Blood Corpse's life in a very natural way.

However, his actions also caused considerable damage.

He drilled a large hole in the ground, and countless vehicles fell into it, causing rear-end collisions one after another.

Those who were not affected took out their phones and started taking pictures of the ink.

The clicking sound kept ringing out, and although they could only capture a dense cluster of wings, it didn't stop them from believing that it was an angel.

Mo's photo was posted online.

Most people believe that these are messengers sent by Heavenly Lord to earth to cleanse the demons on earth.

After all, he personally killed a Blood Clan in front of everyone.

However, some people believe that this is not an angel at all.

He killed a Blood Clan, but caused the deaths of countless ordinary people.

If this is an angel, then humanity does not need a god to save it.

Meanwhile, the photo also caught the attention of the Blood Clan hidden within human society.

On the streets at night.

A man walked into a bar and ordered a whiskey.

During this time, he glanced to the side out of the corner of his eye and saw a handsome man drinking alone at the bar.

Women would frequently approach him to chat.

Seeing this, the man picked up a cigarette and put it in his mouth. "Let's keep a low profile for now."

Hearing the man's words, the handsome man looked ahead and said, "You mean that angel?"

"You saw it too?"

"I heard it was done by the GOC."

"Ha, do they have that ability?"

"It's uncertain, but you've seen his destructive power; it's something we can't contend with."

"What did the True Ancestor say?"

"The True Ancestor said he's been craving desserts lately."