Young Man, Do You Crave Power?

Russell was very annoyed!

His attempt to show off tonight was a bit of a failure. He had intended to use his skills to intimidate Lucian, and then the two sides would have friendly talks and reach an equal cooperative relationship.

Unexpectedly, he lost control and ended up gaining a follower.

A mage with powerful equipment is a completely different concept from a mage with no equipment. Russell wanted to keep a low profile, but the Trident had Divine Authority and wouldn't allow it.

He didn't think it was his fault for failing to show off; he blamed Lucian and Amelia for being completely ignorant of true power, which led them to believe he was God's new representative on earth, or some descended angel.

"I'm just an ordinary priest, not an angel, much less a newly chosen Son of God, understand?"

Lucian nodded, deeply agreeing, and said, "Father, I understand what you mean. What you say is correct."

Clearly, he didn't understand!

Lucian followed Russell and his group back to the vampire stronghold on the outskirts of the city. He left his hundreds of underlings at the train station. He wasn't worried about his own safety, because worrying wouldn't help. If Russell wanted to kill him, no matter how many underlings came, they would be useless.

In the laboratory, Russell extracted blood from Lucian and Amelia, added Michael's Perfect Blood, fused them to confirm there would be no backlash, and then enhanced the two.

A hybrid of vampire and Werewolf, in normal state is a human form, but after transformation, it is completely different from both races. It does not have the ferocious and terrifying Beast form of Werewolf, nor does it resemble a vampire. Two fangs and a pair of colored contact lenses are just perfunctory.

After the hybrid transformation, the pupils and whites of both eyes turned completely black, and the skin all over the body was blue like Avatar. Well... being blue all over is better than being green.

However, there are still differences between male and female hybrids. In terms of appearance, Lucian is stronger than before, while Amelia does not have bulky muscles and has smooth curves that conform to aerodynamics, making her look extremely driving-oriented.

Being mixed-race amplifies their advantages!

Neither of them rejected the new look. Even the beauty-loving Amelia, being a realist, quickly fell in love with the powerful blue.

"Father, I don't understand. With your power, you could easily kill Viktor. Why do you want to help me become stronger?"

Lucian couldn't suppress his doubts. When he learned that Russell had allied with him and that his target was Viktor, he laughed inwardly, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

In his view, he was of no value to Russell, after all, he was too weak, pitifully weak.

"That's a good question," Russell said, giving Lucian a deep look. "What did Moses and Jesus do back then?"

Lucian suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice. The Lord guides mankind instead of directly pulling them into heaven; everything has a deeper meaning.

Amelia, overjoyed to be exposed to the sunlight after dawn, longed for a long and fruitful interaction with Russell, but was afraid that doing so would offend him.

Amelia felt inferior and finally understood why Russell had rejected her advances before: there were countless beautiful women in Heaven, and Russell looked down on her, a vampire of lowly status.

However, having lived for over 1,400 years, a wild ambition sprouted in her heart: what was the human world compared to heaven?

The shortcut is right in front of us. If we can latch onto Russell's coattails and be baptized in holy light twice, we might just be able to get a license to enter Heaven.

As for how to cling to powerful figures and how to be baptized by holy light... Amelia's eyes gradually deepened.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Amelia couldn't help but transform into a blue hybrid and punched Lucian. The latter, who was just about to test his enhanced strength, roared and chose to accept the challenge.

In the original story, Amelia died shortly after her first appearance, and Lucian was shot in the back; both met tragic ends and died meaningless deaths.

Having personally changed the fate of two people, Russell gained a sense of accomplishment +2.

On the other side, Selene watched the two figures fighting fiercely in the sunlight, her eyes filled with envy, especially for Amelia. As a vampire herself, she also yearned for light and fantasized about feeling the warmth of the sun.

Selene stood there admiring herself, while Russell reached out his hand, Michael immediately scurried over. "Father, what can I do for you?"

Michael has put the unpleasantness of last night behind him, believing it to be a test from God, and is now a devout believer.

"Young man, do you crave power?"

Whether you herd one sheep or two, it's all the same. With abundant resources at hand, leaving them idle is a waste. Russell figured it was better to be prepared and decided to enhance Michael into a hybrid as well.

I crave power!

Michael wanted to say that, but after glancing at the Cross on Russell's chest, his expression immediately turned serious, and he declared passionately, "No, I yearn for peace!"

Russell: "..."

"What's wrong, Father? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you're absolutely right, but..." Russell coughed lightly, "The desire for peace is a good thing, and it deserves encouragement, but have you ever thought about what power is for?"

"What do you do?" Michael asked cautiously, afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Michael, you're studying medicine... no, what's the purpose of your studies?"

To have a stable income and then find a beautiful girlfriend!

Michael said with an honest expression, "To broaden my horizons, enrich myself, learn knowledge, and then give back to society."

Russell was exasperated and patted Michael on the shoulder. "Then why are you building muscle?"

In order to find more beautiful girlfriends!

"In order to improve physical health, a healthy body is essential to contribute to society for a longer period of time."

Russell: No need, you're a grown man now!

He slapped Michael on the forehead, exasperated, and said, "Michael, you're wrong. Let me tell you the correct answer."

Please give me your guidance.

Russell said earnestly, "You read books so you can reason with others calmly, and you build muscles so that idiots can reason with you calmly."

Michael blinked, looking confused. "So?"

"Therefore, only those who possess power can possess peace; if you desire peace, you should desire power even more."

Michael frowned, feeling like he was communicating with the devil. However, Russell was dressed as a priest, so he was definitely not the devil. In other words, this was God testing him.

"No, Father, I do not crave power. I firmly believe that ordinary people can also create peace."

"Silly boy, what you're talking about is nuclear peace!"

Russell slapped her again with his backhand, having no other choice but to resort to his trump card, pointing at Selene's back. Beneath her black, tight leather outfit, her curves were outlined in a way that was utterly alluring; she was a truly perfect beauty.

Glug! X2

Russell looked away, meeting Michael's ashamed gaze. "Do you like her?"

"No... no... I don't hate it!"

Russell sneered, "Heh, kid, wipe your drool before you say that."

Michael was shocked and hurriedly pulled up his sleeve to wipe his mouth, only to find nothing there. He immediately became resentful. "Father, why are you making fun of me again?"

"You lied to me first! Listen, kid, you like her a lot and want to pursue her, but it's no use. Even if you do, you won't be able to be together."

Russell poured cold water on Michael's enthusiasm, Michael immediately protested, "No way, I..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? She's a vampire, with a powerful physique. Your needlework skills are simply not enough to satisfy her."

"I'm not..."

"You are it!"

Russell put his arm around Michael's shoulder. "Just considering lifespan alone, vampires wouldn't choose ordinary people as mates. If you want to pursue her, you must first have power. Now tell me, do you crave power?"

Michael said with a devout look, "Father, I crave power!"