A ray of sunlight eventually pierces the darkness, bringing dawn.
Although it was getting light, the somewhat remote and unrestored castle remained eerie, with the dense, thick trees around it allowing sunlight to reach only a few hours each day.
This place is truly a blessed land, at least for the Vampire race.
Norton stood tall in Queen Elizabeth's bedroom, gazing out the window toward the Mann Town in the distance.
Elizabeth, having had her blood drained, was carelessly discarded on the bedside like a dead dog, her disheveled hair draped over the blankets, her fate unknown.
The wound on her fair calf had stopped bleeding, but the exposed flesh still looked shocking.
After all, she was a young girl, and the food she was given was of the highest quality. Norton certainly wouldn't let her be sucked to death in one meal.
Those who haven't eaten stinky rats won't understand Norton's current attitude of cherishing food; sustainable development is what truly resonates with him.
This may also be related to the deep-seated fear of insufficiency among China people. No matter what it is, they want to store more so that they won't be unable to find it when they need it.
Of course, he doesn't like to do anything heinous or outrageous without any moral boundaries, and his desire to unleash his instincts will only make him a slave to his desires.
When his desires became uncontrollable, that would be the moment Norton was closest to death.
After all, desire represents weakness.
If God had no desires, he wouldn't have been attacked by Kuba for mating with the lamb late at night. Norton certainly couldn't have made that mistake.
Norton gazed at the Mann Town, pondering its future direction.
The destruction of the Church was necessary. The threat posed by the Holy Knight was immense to him, and the holiness of God caused him even more pain. Only by destroying the Church and covering up the truth about the Vampire of the old era could he Norton, Vampire of the old era, be erased from history and live in seclusion.
Now, the New-Type Vampire has grown and prospered in the Papal State, enjoying a high reputation among the people. It is likely that a hundred years from now, it will replace the old-fashioned Vampire label and become the greatest benchmark in people's hearts.
But that's not enough. The Church's management and brainwashing methods are incredibly sophisticated, and its balancing tactics are utterly insane. The reason this world hasn't developed for thousands of years is because of the Church's terrifying ability to maintain balance.
If left unchecked, it will remain standing forever. Therefore, Norton needs to expand his power and, with the help of external forces, wipe out the Church in one fell swoop!
However, besides the Church, if Vampire become too powerful, they will inevitably attract more attention, and things like Vampire research institutions and Vampire hunters will also flourish.
Therefore, after destroying the Church, he also needed to physically eliminate most of the Vampire, making the Vampire race like those in the movies, only to be forgotten and faded into the shadows of the city. Only in this way could the image of Vampire exist in people's hearts, but also prevent the development of any large-scale forces targeting Vampire.
As for why Norton didn't develop a world where Vampire ruled and humans were kept as blood slaves in a closed-off environment?
The Papal State were fully capable of annihilating the Boya Empire, but why didn't they? The answer is simple: without external threats, internal strife would intensify. The Church even more frantic in their pursuit of power. In this frenzied infighting, Church split would be a minor issue; the real problem would be which idiot discovers the divine corpse!
If a country has no capable ministers or advisors within, and no external enemies to contend with, it will inevitably perish.
That's why Norton isn't letting Vampire rule the world.
Without the threat of humans, who will these Vampire turn their attention to? Without a doubt, it will be Norton, the progenitor!
Therefore, rule is not a good thing; forgetting is the true path to freedom.
Therefore, Norton has found the way forward.
" Abraham!" Norton gazed into the distance, opened his terrifying, grotesque mouth, and called out.
"Your Majesty!" Abraham appeared at the door like a ghost, bowing respectfully as Norton called out.
"I wish to create a new Blood Kingdom, develop and strengthen the power of my Blood Clan, and continue the glory of Lino City! Therefore, I need you to convert all the people of Mann into citizens of my Blood Kingdom!" Norton's expression was solemn, and with his words, boundless pride seemed to surge from his body.
"Your Majesty's talent and ambition are truly an honor for our Blood Clan!" Abraham couldn't stop praising and complimenting him.
But what puzzled him was that the progenitor Norton seemed to be deaf to his praise. He had been praising him for seven or eight years, starting from the Lino City, and had not shown the slightest bit of pride or complacency.
This only made him feel even more indignant.
The mind of the progenitor is as deep as an abyss, truly unfathomable, and dare not be fathomed!
"By the way, all the pretty girls in Mann Town are mine. Bring them all back to me, and you're not allowed to steal a single one!"
It doesn't look that deep!
Abraham quickly bowed his head in agreement, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But then, they became even more terrified.
The shift from profound to obtuse is so natural; it's clear that his mind is far, far ahead of mine, Abraham's!
The ancestor's intentions are truly chilling!
Abraham waited a little longer, and seeing that his ancestor had not spoken, knowing that he had no other instructions, he turned and left the room to go back to his own room to sleep.
That's right, it's daytime now. How could a Vampire who's afraid of sunlight go out?
Norton glanced at the sky, then closed the door, threw Elizabeth's body to the ground, and lay down on the bed to rest.
"It's been so long since I've slept in a bed; it reminds me of the days when flights took off."
His body, over two meters tall, lay on Elizabeth's bed with his legs sticking out, looking incongruous and somewhat bizarrely comical.
Abraham!
"Your Majesty, I am here!" Abraham had just lain downstairs to sleep, was immediately awakened and ran up the stairs.
However, seeing Norton's tightly closed door, he stopped in his tracks and only dared to stand outside waiting for Norton's instructions.
"Get me a coffin! You dog, don't you understand if I don't tell you?" Norton's voice rang out.
Hearing the impatience in the voice, Abraham took a deep breath.
Don't get angry, don't get angry, getting angry will only make you sick and no one can take your place! You'll get used to it, you'll get used to it!
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Abraham gritted his teeth, feeling as if his molars were about to break from anger.
Norton, the progenitor, is getting harder and harder to please!