Norton's brows were furrowed, his face, which was beginning to fester and peel, looked grave, and his dark eyes were fixed intently on the blood-stained cell.
This experiment, which lasted for thirty years, took him by surprise.
He originally thought that even if he didn't design the growth pattern of creatures cultivated using flesh and blood, they would develop according to their original foundation, at most exhibiting some supernatural aspects. However, he did not expect to cultivate such a... somewhat Kryptonian-like finished product.
This unexpected change, so beyond his control, made him uneasy. He felt as if he had set a very bad precedent, but he didn't know exactly how bad it had gone.
But this disgusting, mutated product also baffled him.
The explanation he had previously come up with was that the fundamental reason he was able to cultivate new species lay in the independence of his soul. He was a transmigrator, and in terms of his soul, he was the only outsider in this world, the only non- God- created being. Therefore, he was able to steal a portion of God's authority and, using his own flesh and blood as an intermediary platform, apply his thoughts to other beings.
However, even without using his mind, the product he cultivated has undergone a mutation, suggesting that his flesh and blood have also mutated.
But how could his flesh and blood possess mutated effects? He's just an ordinary Vampire! Unless his body itself is a mutated being influenced by the soul, a flesh and blood product with mutated genes.
"Hiss... My soul is the sole cause of the mutation, after all, I am the only outsider in this world. But the first creature my soul comes into contact with after arriving will inevitably be my physical body..."
"So, in fact, my physical body is the first aberration affected by my soul?" Norton frowned.
But if that's the case, why didn't he undergo any changes in appearance or abilities?
"No, that's not right! I've been Vampire from the old era for so many years, and to this day, I've never seen or heard of any other Vampire from that era. Even after so many years of war between the Boya Empire and the Papal State, with so many deaths, there hasn't been a single legend of a corpse turning into Vampire... The Vampire clan from the old era seems to have completely vanished, with only me still alive... So, on that battlefield where millions of soldiers died, among the corpses of the tormented poor, it's difficult to revive any Vampire from the old era. Why is it that I'm the one who has been revived?"
And I happened to have read several books within the Church describing history and Vampire of the old era before I was burned at the stake. I even felt a deep sense of horror about the Church and wanted to become Vampire to escape...
Norton suddenly realized.
It turns out that Hajinuo was the real first-generation mutant!
But if he became Vampire because he wanted to, wouldn't that mean that no other Vampire from the old era have ever been born in this world?
"So, does that mean I, Norton, am an endangered species? If Kuba is dead, does the oppressive power of the Third Stage Vampire's inability to advance to the Fourth Stage, as described in the Church books, still exist?"
"It seems I need to be even more vigilant in the future, and absolutely not let my flesh and blood be left to rot outside. And this so-called experiment should be stopped. Such creation feels like opening Pandora's Box... Moreover, God was so obsessed with creating life that he was ambushed and killed, and now I am also obsessed with creation, and have even created a generation of species... Does that mean I, Norton, am about to become exactly like God?"
While Norton was displeased with the creation of a defense, his own slight resemblance to God was even more Norton.
He never imagined that he had been guarding against God his whole life; upon closer inspection, he seemed to be following in God's footsteps!
Seemingly feeling it was too unlucky, His Blood Clan Progenitor Norton, finally emerged from his thirty-story laboratory after thirty years of continuous scientific research.
When a pale monster with white skin, festering sores all over its body, a slender figure, but a severely hunched back appeared at the top of the tower, its presence instantly attracted the attention of the entire royal city's Blood Clan.
Countless Vampire, who were working, knelt humbly on the ground, pressing their heads to the ground, not daring to even raise their heads to look at the towering figure of the progenitor.
"Your Majesty, I have been separated from you for thirty-four and eight days, and I have been very worried about you! Fortunately, Your Majesty is unharmed, so I can die without regret!" The figure of Grand Duke Abraham, whom we had not seen for a long time, finally appeared on the top of the tower.
He ran incredibly fast, even transforming into the Great Lord to speed up his ascent. Upon reaching the top and seeing Norton's oppressive, pale figure, he immediately knelt down and slid to Norton's side.
Abraham glanced at His Majesty Norton, whom he hadn't seen in a long time and whose imposing presence had grown even stronger. He seemed to be trembling with excitement, and tears welled up in his lifeless eyes...
So loyal!
"It has indeed been a long time, but my Blood Clan is immortal; the passage of time merely brings a little dust... Abraham, how is the Blood Court developing these days?"
Norton, still clad in his scarlet royal robes, seemed to grow colder with the passage of time. The indifference in his words even frightened Abraham, who worried that the progenitor might have lost his human emotions due to living for too long.
However, upon hearing His Majesty's question, he immediately responded respectfully.
"Your Majesty, the power of my Blood Court is now extremely strong. The royal families of some small countries around us are willing to exchange their countries for the immortality of their royal family. Currently, the area of my Blood Court has expanded to five times that of thirty years ago. The Vampire are endless, and the number of human knights has reached more than ten thousand. We are even capable of resisting the invasion of the Papal State!"
Your Majesty, for the past thirty years, this old servant has consistently followed Your Majesty's will and implemented the laws of my Blood Court. Now, my Blood Clan has become the third largest empire after the Papal State and the Boya Empire!