"Thump... thump... thump..."
A pale, exquisite, tall, and perfect body sat on a throne that had never been sat on in thousands of years. It stretched out a pure white, delicate arm, with each finger as clear as jade, and calmly tapped the openwork armrest of the throne, which was carved with images of Vampire and bats.
The crisp tapping sound was extremely subtle, yet it struck Abraham's heart like a series of heavy blows.
As Norton flew out of the Holy See, he immediately used the Pressure to locate Norton's enormous palace.
This is why he sits on the throne now.
It must be said that Abraham was indeed a very sensible person.
Although his united Church had banned the progenitor, he had long anticipated that the progenitor would inevitably be resurrected, so everything was done in an exceptionally compliant manner.
Norton's enormous carriage was not only renovated, but also taken into the underground palace along with his hibernation.
What he feared was that if Norton woke up, Abraham wouldn't be able to prove himself.
Abraham and Elizabeth had returned to human form, and were kneeling trembling on the floor before Norton's throne.
With each tap of Norton's fingers, both of their bodies trembled slightly, demonstrating the immense pressure they were under.
But this is not just a matter of mental pressure; the two Vampire also face considerable physical pressure.
Norton's mere Pressure was enough to crush the two of them as if they were encased in cement, their bodies incredibly heavy and unable to move. They were even struggling to withstand such immense power, and felt a sense of collapse about to occur.
"Rustling sound..."
Large drops of blood, like tears, welled up in Abraham's eyes. Every time Norton tapped the armrest and made a sound, it would send a chill down Abraham's neck and make him shiver involuntarily.
However, even after a thousand years, Abraham's art of flattery has not diminished.
His body was pressed tightly to the ground, his shoulders trembling, and he squeezed out a heart-wrenching cry.
"Your Majesty~~~~
Waaaaah... This old servant has missed you for five hundred years!
Ever since Your Majesty soared into the sky from Blood Court, this old servant has been restless and immediately went with Archduchess Elizabeth to chase after Your Majesty.
However, back then, this old servant had no wings and could not fly. No matter how hard I ran, I could never outrun Your Majesty's heroic figure... Your Majesty, back then, this old servant watched you fly and fly, while I ran and ran behind you, and no matter how I called out, you would not respond!
Seeing Your Majesty's dire situation, I had no choice but to take Elizabeth back to the Blood Court to oversee logistics and prevent a defeat for the frontline troops.
However, I never expected that Your Majesty would never return. This has truly filled this old servant with fear and trepidation!
Your Majesty, back then this old servant thought that if anything truly happened to you, I would go to Hell with you... Waaah...
Later, I learned that His Majesty was imprisoned in that terrifying Holy See!
Your Majesty, Your Majesty! In order to save Your Majesty, this old servant had no choice but to join Elizabeth in forcibly conscripting a million Vampire in an attempt to overthrow the Holy See and rescue Your Majesty.
But who could have imagined that those damned things, without Your Majesty's control, would no longer obey the orders of my Blood Court? Not only did they issue warrants for the arrest of Grand Duchess Elizabeth and me, but a million Vampire even besieged the Blood Court Elizabeth hunted us down for a century. Without the help of the Vampire, this old servant tossed and turned in agony, but ultimately, I was powerless to rescue Your Majesty... Waaah, this old servant is incompetent, causing Your Majesty to suffer!
Abraham knelt on the ground and wept so bitterly that people and horses alike were thrown into chaos; this was truly a testament to his unwavering loyalty.
He even took out a thick notebook while crying, unfolded it, and found that it was full of drawings of the internal structure of the Holy See and Abraham's conjectures about how he wanted to save Norton in various ways.
That son of a bitch Abraham, he really knows how to put on a convincing act!
Elizabeth, on the other hand, is currently in a somewhat unusual situation.
Perhaps it's because Elizabeth has gradually come to realize the extent of Norton's brainwashing, but the current Elizabeth is far less affectionate and persistent towards Norton than she once was.
At this moment, he knelt on the ground, still filled with fear and excitement, but his behavior was completely different from before.
If it were Elizabeth in the past, she would probably be kneeling on the ground, kissing Norton's feet by now. But now, although she flew out to greet Norton ahead of time and is extremely excited, her excited reaction is not quite normal.
Norton is a master manipulator.
His sensitive and suspicious nature, always harboring a distrust of others, allowed him to always detect any subtle abnormal feedback.
Therefore, in Norton's eyes, the identities of the two people kneeling before him had already been revealed.
"So, you two are still loyal subjects?"
Norton's exquisitely beautiful, pure white face curved into a smile, but his dark eyes remained fixed on Abraham and Elizabeth, giving them an almost unbearable sense of oppression.
If Abraham hadn't become First-Generation Vampire, he'd probably be sweating bullets right now.
He was terrified, his eyes only daring to look at Norton's crystalline toes, an endless fear accompanying the oppression on his body and mind.
"Just as I predicted, Norton was indeed undergoing a metamorphosis back then, and now he has achieved such a... perfect physique, as if a true God has descended..."
An endless despair gripped Abraham's heart; the more perfectly Norton evolved, the worse the news became for him.
He now doesn't even dare to look directly at His Majesty's divine body, which shows the extent of the gap between them.
"No, Your Majesty, though this old servant is loyal, I am still inferior to Grand Duchess Elizabeth... Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have now achieved perfection, why not ascend directly to God and become the true God, the true master of this Southern Continent and even the Garden of Eden!"
In his conversation, Abraham also knew how to divert Norton's attention by talking about other topics.
Too cunning.
Norton rose from his throne, his body radiating immense Pressure. With just a movement of his body, Abraham was forced to press his already kneeling body downwards, his head almost touching the ground.
"Bang!" With a slightly cool and slippery touch, Abraham tensed up as a pair of delicate, pure white feet stepped on his head.
"Drip..." A few drops of blood, like tears, dripped from Abraham's eyes.
His head was pressed down to the ground, even making a thud, recreating a classic scene from " Shaolin Soccer ".
"No, Abraham, I greatly admire your loyalty. After being imprisoned for a thousand years, even I, Norton, have begun to feel weary."
Rather than continue to wearily serve as the holy God of this Southern Continent and even the Garden of Eden, I would rather truly relinquish all power and simply enjoy the faithful service of the two of you!
I imagine someone as loyal as you must be overjoyed and want to show your loyalty to me, Norton, right?