"No! Your Majesty Norton, this old servant cannot bear to part with you! I wish to serve Your Majesty by Your side forever!"
Father Abraham panicked. His powerful First-Generation Blood Clan strength surged through his body, and he sped after Norton like a cannonball, his face contorted with anxiety.
But no matter how powerful First-Generation Vampire is, he is still just a Vampire, Vampire created by Norton's mutated genes.
So no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't catch up with Norton's hastily fleeing figure.
Norton dashed into the tunnel without looking back, then turned around and blocked the entrance with the huge stone he had placed there.
This was a huge, stubborn rock he found outside the city, specifically to block the gate. Norton could easily move the rock, but Father Abraham couldn't lift it.
"Bang!" Father Abraham followed closely behind, unable to stop, and crashed directly into the large rock used to block the door.
"Oh dear! Your Majesty!" Father Abraham was dizzy from the impact. He scrambled to his feet and then futilely clung to the huge, stubborn rock, weeping bitterly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! My Your Majesty..."
Father Abraham wept bitterly, clinging to the large stone blocking the escape route, his face streaked with tears.
Norton was always afraid that he would become a second God, and that he might be betrayed by the new Vampire he created at any time.
But unexpectedly, when real danger struck, he was the first to sell.
Just as Father Abraham was weeping bitterly, the rumbling of the boulder rang out again.
"Sizzle..."
The boulder was moved aside, creating a gap. A pale, withered arm reached out from inside and pulled the grieving Father Abraham, who was standing before the boulder, inside.
" Abraham, you're running way too slowly!" Norton's towering figure had to bend slightly as he stood in the newly built tunnel. His dark, scarlet eyes were fixed on Father Abraham, and then he pulled his arm and put it down.
Norton wasn't being lazy; he simply didn't know the way and wanted Father Abraham to lead the way!
Norton's tone was full of concern, but his face showed no trace of concern, only reluctance to see a useless person living a life where food was served to him.
Actually, he had already run quite a distance, but he just ran back.
He even cunningly changed the narrative, portraying the betrayal of Norton, the progenitor, by abandoning Abraham as Abraham's own mistake of not being able to keep up.
How cunning!
By shifting all the blame onto Father Abraham, Norton seems to have truly matured in recent years.
That's so heartless!
As a fellow Vampire, how could Father Abraham not hear Norton's voice as it receded into the distance?
But faced with Norton's feigned concern, he could only kneel on the ground, tears of gratitude streaming down his face, praising the First Ancestor's benevolence. "Your Majesty Norton, it is truly my fault for being old and frail, unable to run as fast as I should!"
It's worth mentioning that the New-Type Vampire was indeed created according to Norton's ideas.
For example, in his mind, a Vampire's appearance during transformation is what it looks like, and it can never become young or handsome. This is because it's a common premise in Vampire movies; otherwise, there wouldn't be Vampire children and old people.
Therefore, although Father Abraham became a powerful Vampire, he did not regain his youthful appearance.
"Fine, it's normal for a lowly creature like you to be stiff-chested!" Norton generously forgave Father Abraham's mistake, then said, "Since you old dog are crippled, you're probably just a useless person staying in Lino City. You'd better come with me."
"Oh, Your Majesty's kindness is like the winter sun, warming the heart and touching the soul. This old servant is truly moved to tears. Your Majesty, this way!"
Father Abraham wept with tears streaming down his face, putting on a show of respectability.
But as soon as the word "walk" was mentioned, the two Vampire raced faster than each other, nearly killing the lump of Coal Ball Norton was carrying with their movements. (Other bats followed from the sky.)
"This Papal State is truly closed off, sinful, and ignorant. It is absolutely unsuitable for the survival of my Blood Clan. The higher-ups are confused, and the lower classes are ignorant and corrupt. Such a nation is bound to collapse! You and I, ruler and subject, should choose a better place to rest, focus on survival, and nurture and strengthen our Blood Clan, waiting for the opportunity to overthrow the Church!"
Norton's words were grand and dignified, and even though he was bending over and slowing down, he was still going so fast that Father Abraham couldn't keep up.
Hearing Norton's words, Father Abraham took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Your Majesty is absolutely right. The Boya Empire is on the verge of war with the Papal State, and it is very likely that the Holy Knight will once again be sent by the Holy See to slaughter its royal family. Therefore, I think it is not reliable for us to go to the Boya Empire. It would be better to choose another small neighboring country to temporarily reside in!"
"Very good!" Norton was very satisfied with Father Abraham's suggestion.
Although he only knew the general map area, he had gained some understanding of this continent over the years.
The Southern Continent has only two major powers: the Boya Empire and the Papal State. There are more than a dozen other smaller countries, whose combined area is barely half the size of the Papal State, and most of them are barren lands.
Further north lies a plateau, a vast and desolate Gobi Desert stretching for tens of thousands of miles.
It is said that even in this vast Gobi Desert, there are still people living there, although their appearance is different from that of the people of the Southern Continent.
The Papal State and the Boya Empire have attempted similar explorations over the years, but due to the vast distances involved, the large number of monsters, and the disproportionate investment and expenditure, each exploration ended in failure halfway through, and eventually, they ceased their pursuit altogether.
The only piece of news of any value was that the Gobi Desert was teeming with monsters, beyond the reach of humankind.
According to Norton's estimation, this place might not be too different from Central Europe on Earth in his previous life. Further north, there might be plains and mountains, and people of Asian and African descent.
It's just that there are many more monsters than on Earth, making it difficult for modern humans to travel long distances and facilitate the flow of information in this distant Middle Ages.
As for crossing the ocean? The sea is also home to monsters. The old Pope's table was made from the bones of the sea monster Yindan, which shows that ocean travel is also very dangerous.
The reason humans were able to occupy the continent was because they were able to manufacture weapons and armor, and thus have a place to rest after carrying out organized military operations to eliminate the invaders.
Even so, long-distance trade is still considered an extremely dangerous industry today, as even the so-called official roads may be ravaged by monsters.
Without the power of Pressure, Norton wouldn't have gone too far, even if he tried to escape. At most, he would have stayed near Lino City, since the area around a city is far safer than a dense jungle. Monsters and wild beasts around cities are usually driven away and killed to create a safe environment, which is common sense in ancient times when people lived in seclusion.
But now he has the Pressure, and his perception area is extremely large, which is enough to support him to traverse extremely long distances.