Hibernation can actually be seen as a self-preservation mechanism for Vampire in a state of low nutrition, because they need the nutrition from blood to move and survive.
Norton, as Vampire from the old era, didn't have this problem at all; he was a true immortal being.
But he wanted to create the impression that he himself would be unable to function without drinking blood for a long time, in order to confuse Abraham's thinking.
This would make Abraham think that Norton was a similar creature to these New-Type Vampire, so that if Abraham ever had bad intentions in the future, he would definitely do evil in the direction Norton led him to.
How cunning!
Norton was already extremely suspicious, and this time, after being tricked by the Church and having a group of Holy Knight sent to Norton him, Norton suspicions worsened. To this day, he is unwilling to give Father Abraham even the slightest bit of trust.
Father Abraham, looking rather aggrieved, picked up the mouse that Norton had knocked to the ground and then held it in his arms like a precious treasure.
If Your Majesty won't eat it, then he will!
"Squeak squeak squeak..." The Coal Ball, now almost the size of a large dog, held in Norton's hand, let out a few squeals.
It eats it too!
"Wait!" Norton's forward-moving figure suddenly stopped, which made Father Abraham's face tense instantly.
During his five years of hunting, His Majesty Norton was able to detect danger with his keen sense of smell. Only once, when Abraham went hunting without His Majesty Norton's guidance, did he encounter a strange bird, six or seven meters long, with a human face, which almost hunted Abraham as a snack.
Therefore, Abraham would become very nervous whenever Norton did anything unusual.
However, this time Norton's face did not show any solemnity. Instead, an unusual surprise and excitement bloomed in his reddish-brown eyes, even squeezing out a look of delight on his increasingly wrinkled face.
His withered lips parted slightly, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.
"Man... Abraham, I smell human scent! Ah... the fragrance of the human body intoxicates me, the rich aroma of blood drives me mad... Hahaha..."
Hajinuo was still acting; he was pretending to have bloodlust and to conceal his perceptive field. After all, while Abraham knew Norton possessed Pressure, he was unaware that Norton also had radar-like perceptive abilities.
Norton used his sense of smell and hearing to deceive Abraham.
To emphasize that he also possessed a bloodthirsty ferocity that was unbearable for the New-Type Vampire, Norton even burst into maniacal laughter before running wildly forward.
Sure enough, Abraham fell for it!
"Smelled the scent of humans? The progenitor is indeed the progenitor; his senses are far more acute than mine! But his bloodlust also seems stronger than mine; at least I'm not this frenzied."
A weakness is a weakness. Even as the progenitor, is it impossible to eliminate the weaknesses of one's race?
However, its physique still resembles that of Vampire from the old era. Is it acting like me or is it really like that? If it is acting like me, then the darkness in the heart of this progenitor is truly chilling.
But if it's true...
The feeling of being subservient to others for too long is ultimately unpleasant!
Abraham's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and then he threw the stinking rat to the ground.
"I won't eat either! Wait for me, Your Majesty..."
A gentle breeze brought a touch of chill.
The night grew darker, making the castle even more eerie.
Killing too many people will make you cold-blooded, and strong paranoia will make you want to kill!
Three dark figures silently entered the dilapidated castle in the darkness of night.
"Hoo..." A few soft snores echoed in a room on the first floor of the castle. This was the guardhouse, where ten of Elizabeth I's knights lived.
The steel armor that was once used for armor was carelessly tossed aside by the bed. Years had passed without a battle, which had caused these knights to lose their former vigilance. In fact, there were only two guards at Elizabeth I's door all night.
The room was dimly lit, and three dark figures silently slipped in.
Norton's tall and slender figure appeared eerie in the darkness; the sheer strangeness of his body was enough to intimidate anyone simply by him walking around the room.
To ensure that his Pressure wouldn't disturb the sleeping members inside the castle, Norton deliberately concealed it, allowing him to infiltrate silently.
"Hoo..." The knight lying on the bed snored loudly, his exposed skin taut, his muscles strong, and his veins prominent, making him look incredibly appetizing.
Abraham could no longer endure it. He crawled down and licked the knight's carotid artery with his long tongue, using the numbing saliva to paralyze his senses. Then, he easily bit through the artery in the knight's neck with his two sharp incisors.
"Gurgle, gurgle..." A soft swallowing sound rang out in the room filled with deafening snoring, but it did not arouse the slightest alarm.
Coal Ball's movements are exactly the same as his. Now, Coal Ball has grown to the size of an adult golden retriever and can drink a person's blood in one go. However, his sucking action still retains the silent manner that once belonged to bats.
Norton was far more brutal than they were.
Looking at the sleeping knight before him, smelling the fragrance of his blood, Norton reached out his withered hand and grabbed the knight's neck.
"Boom!"
With a crisp crack, the knight lying on the bed lost control of his body without making a sound.
Norton grabbed the knight by the neck with his slender arms and lifted him off the bed. Then, he opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and bit off the knight's head in one bite.
"Pfft!" Thick blood gushed from the knight's severed neck, and Norton opened his mouth wide to completely engulf the broken neck.
Even the blood sprayed on his skin was quickly absorbed by his skin without being wasted at all.
The stench of blood filled the room; the Vampire's feast was proceeding silently in the still night.
Today is a feast for the hungry, bloodless prey, so there's no need to worry too much about their fate.