Becoming the Vampire Progenitor, Starting in Central Europe
Chapter 201

The dark age approached

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The mythological era is so far removed from our time that monarchs and even ordinary people have no concept of it whatsoever.

Perhaps a trace of the power of ancient myths can be seen in the destroyed armor of the Holy Knight preserved in the Holy See, but the damage is far too mundane compared to modern cannons and arquebuses.

Moreover, now that minds have been liberated and the call for freedom has spread throughout the Southern Continent, apart from a few fanatical believers, most ordinary people only have a spectator mentality towards it, and do not have any excessive worship of the so-called God or the so-called mythology.

This has led to a complete lack of awe or reverence among modern humans for the ancient, so-called extraordinary.

With Norton's resurgence, his name quickly spread far and wide, causing a great uproar throughout the Southern Continent.

Royal families around the world have taken a lukewarm approach to this. As royalty, they need to be careful when considering matters, so they are currently keeping their distance from this supposedly resurrected false God, but they are still continuously gathering information and data about him.

Some royal families have even dispatched special teams to test the true dignity of this false God.

In contrast, the attitudes of the major nobles were ambiguous. With the rise of the ship slave trade, a huge number of new nobles emerged in the Southern Continent.

Once people become wealthy, they no longer think about money, but about power. However, compared to power, the allure of immortality is clearly more maddening.

Therefore, with the news that the pseudo -God Norton had been resurrected, and that the immortal species known as Vampire from ancient legends had also been resurrected, all the nobles of the Southern Continent focused their attention on this pseudo-ancestor who had broken free of his seal.

Some people have already started taking action.

Compared to these greedy individuals who pursue immortality or extraordinary power, only Duoxia, the old-timer Vampire who has also survived since ancient times and was awakened along with Norton, is the one most worried about His Majesty Norton's resurgence.

The border region is bitterly cold; the closer one gets to the Gobi Desert, the harsher the climate becomes, and even the vegetation begins to thin out.

After more than a thousand years of development, to this day, the Southern Continent has still not been able to cross the Gobi Desert to open up a road from south to east.

This has made the Gobi Desert increasingly desolate and uninhabited.

The Duoxia Clan was located here.

Scalding hot sheep's blood was poured onto the gaping mouth of a withered Vampire, which resembled a dried-up corpse.

The nourishment from the blood gradually restored his withered body to its plump state, and his gray hair gradually turned black.

With the still-dry eyelids twitching, a pair of cloudy but not bloodshot eyes slowly opened.

Its eyes now resemble those of Abraham, who could become Vampire Lord but without wings.

Only at this stage can one truly be called Ancestral Vampire.

"What year is it now...?"

As his withered flesh and blood gradually recovered, Duoxia felt his body becoming increasingly vibrant, sensing the wonderful aroma of blood in the air. The rich, thirsty blood was born within his body, giving his cloudy eyes a touch of crimson.

Even so, he still reached out and stopped the pouring of sheep's blood.

"That's enough. Too much blood will only bring a deeper thirst."

As he moved, the Vampire pouring the sheep's blood quickly stopped pouring the jar in his hand. He then struggled to look away from the jar and reached out to plug it with a stopper to block out the wonderful smell of the blood.

The Duoxia lineage recovered much later than the Abraham lineage.

The main reason for this is that Vampire of the Duoxia lineage basically do not drink blood. They limit their blood intake to the very bottom of the blood-supply threshold.

In other words, they will not consume blood unless they fall into a state of dormancy due to the lack of blood nourishment.

The New-Type Vampire are not perpetual beings like Norton; all their power and physical activity depend on the nourishment of their blood.

Therefore, without sufficient blood to awaken their bodily functions, even Norton would find it difficult to fully revive these dried-up flesh and blood, since they were already no different from mummies.

The extraordinary measure of limiting the amount of blood consumed was also requested by Duoxia.

The New-Type Vampire exhibits symptoms of blood thirst, much like Abraham before them; the smell of blood makes it difficult for them to resist their bloodlust. As they drink more and more blood, their bloodthirsty nature is gradually awakened, and they become increasingly frenzied.

Duoxia astutely discovered that as he drank more blood, his need and desire for blood were gradually increasing. Therefore, in order to ensure that his tribe's desire for blood was controlled and that they would not completely degenerate into blood-sucking demons, he had to issue a blood prohibition decree.

Duoxia's unwavering will is truly rare in the world.

"Your Majesty, it has been eight hundred years since then!" Jacob, the Third-Generation Vampire who fed Duoxia, replied respectfully, struggling against his bloodlust as he placed the blood jug aside.

Jacob was the one chosen by Duoxia when he was on the papacy, so he always addressed Duoxia as His Majesty, and he was also a figure who lived through the end of the mythological era.

Feeling the nourishment from the blood, Duoxia's lips, which had gradually regained their moisture, slowly opened again.

"It's been so long? I felt an overwhelming sense of resistance when I was in hibernation back then, but now I've been awakened. It must be that Norton, the Vampire Progenitor, who was sealed away in the mountains behind the Holy See, has awakened once again?"

"Your Majesty's insight is profound! In recent years, the religious atmosphere in the Southern Continent has become increasingly intense, and those below us are powerless to stop it!" Jacob reached out and draped an ancient robe over Duoxia's shoulders to cover his exposed body, which had been exposed due to the decay and fall of his clothes over time.

"It's alright." Duoxia sighed deeply. His aged face, combined with his malnourished Vampire physique, was truly sinister and terrifying to the extreme.

With cloudy eyes, protruding fangs, a gaunt, skeletal face, and pale, wrinkled skin, his appearance was even more terrifying than Norton's had ever been.

But who would have thought that such a terrifying Vampire actually drinks sheep's blood?

"Just like when the Church sealed away the divine corpse... the sealed spirits that could not be removed will be revived. However, I did not expect that this time the seal would awaken so quickly. It is a pity that the people of the Southern Continent have only enjoyed a thousand years of good times, and are about to fall into despair and disaster again."

"Not only that, Your Majesty. The Norton that was unearthed is no longer the ferocious figure he once was. According to rumors in the Southern Continent, his appearance has completely changed. His old body has been shed, and his divine body has been formed. His physique is perfect, pale and divine, and he may have already reached a higher level!" Jacob placed a scroll depicting Norton's face in front of Duoxia.

This painting is the portrait that Miles XIII saw. It depicts the false God Norton, who is tall, pale, and slender with a perfect figure. He also has a pair of huge, pale, bat-like wings on his back, and his white hair is spread out on the ground. Overall, he looks perfect and holy.

But beneath this pristine and perfect facade lies a dark and terrifying heart, a portrait that caused Duoxia to furrow his brow in deep concern.

"As expected... I have seen this physique once before."

The sealed divine body that Yalian III released for research on the back mountain of the Church is exactly the same as it!

When I observed his body constantly shedding flesh and blood fragments on the hill behind the Church years ago, I already had a suspicion. Now it seems that my suspicion was indeed correct.

The so-called Vampire of the old era were all gods who had not yet fully matured!

Duoxia's eyes dimmed as he looked at the holy and perfect Norton in the portrait and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"In the past, even though Kuba was a god, he was still defeated by him and might even have his body devoured."

Now that Norton is of such a high rank, even if he lies still, he is unlikely to be harmed by swords. In this Garden of Eden, there is no one left to restrain him!

Duoxia had foreseen the current situation.

In the past, Kuba was nailed to the cross, and he seemed to be devoted to humanity, so he never had any problems for many years.

But Norton is no longer a being devoted to humanity, nor is he as holy and majestic as the former Kuba. Therefore, with his current divine body, he will truly become the true God of Garden of Eden!

"A dark age is coming; humanity will be treated like pigs and dogs, placed on the dinner table..."

In the past, Duoxia was always full of fighting spirit, but now, with such a huge gap, he could no longer maintain that same fighting spirit. Jacob, who had followed him for many years and had long been inspired by his spirit, was even more determined and spirited than Duoxia because he had never truly experienced the Norton era.

"Your Majesty, we can do it! No matter how much Norton, the Vampire Progenitor, evolves, he is still not God! And we have always believed in God; we will surely find a way to subdue him!"

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With Norton's resurgence, the Southern Continent begins to show signs of turmoil.

Countless people want to understand him, countless people want to test him, and countless people focus their attention on him.

Greed, malice, fear, trepidation... just how vast is the dark side of humanity?

Norton, such a heartless and treacherous character, is nothing compared to the truly shady figures in the upper echelons.

Norton in the past had a deep fear of human nature, and even went so far as to act until the moment before he was sealed away.

But now, he has become a god, and all mortals are inferior to him. The strength he displays in this Garden of Eden is such that no one can harm him with any object, just as he could not harm Kuba even with the bone nail of God in his hand. The oppressive power brought by his Existence Level status is the manifestation of his godhood!

Even if a super-powerful nuclear bomb were developed in this Garden of Eden, it would still be a creation one level below his Norton and blood, so it would not cause him any damage.

This is the terror of Existence Level, and it also allowed Norton to truly unleash himself, stop acting, and begin to try to enjoy life.

"Your Majesty, this is the blood of ship slaves who have been traded in the Southern Continent in recent years. Its taste is sweet with a subtle bitterness, and it has a rather pleasant flavor."

Abraham surrendered to the palace, and beside him stood an exceptionally beautiful and delicate human girl who offered blood to Norton.

Now that Elizabeth has fallen out of favor, Abraham seizes the opportunity to rise to power, specifically choosing a beautiful virgin to offer her blood to His Majesty, in an attempt to diminish Elizabeth's influence.

Abraham, who had been silent for a thousand years, was still so skilled in palace intrigue; he was truly made for a eunuch.

A beautiful girl trembling nearby, in a fit of terror, quickly offered the gold goblet filled with blood that she was holding.

Although he occasionally stole glances at Norton, who sat regally on the throne, he would quickly look away in fear after just one glance, showing none of the unwavering gaze one would have when looking at a holy and perfect being.

Although Norton is now perfectly holy, his slender body and tall stature, combined with his pale skin, give one a sense of the uncanny valley of looking at a humanoid figure.

The more perfect it is, the weirder it seems; the closer you look, the more inhuman it appears.

Seated on his throne, dressed in a scarlet imperial robe and wearing a scarlet crown, Norton seemed oblivious to Abraham's offerings and the beautiful girl who approached, raising her wine cup. Her white hair cascaded down around the throne, and her delicate face was filled with compassion and sorrow.

"Ship slave?"

Norton slightly raised his eyes and looked at Abraham with a hint of surprise.

"Yes, Your Majesty! Over the past hundred years, the countries of the Southern Continent have built ships and set sail, capturing some slave races. Now, the land is full of those dark-skinned ship slaves."

The Southern Continent amassed considerable wealth through the slave trade.

However... although the buildings and population on the streets now far surpass those of the Papal State in their heyday, at a glance, the trees are laden with corpses, the streets are full of beggars, the rich are incredibly wealthy, and the poor starve to death on the streets... It's even more tragic than the Papal State of the past."

As Abraham spoke, he even reached out to wipe away tears that he couldn't actually shed.

The world actually had a ship slave trade?

It's practically the same development trend as the last world!

Why does it feel a little strange?

Norton was slightly surprised upon hearing the news, but he put on a sighing expression, as if he were truly lamenting for the people, and let out a deep sigh, "Alas... after a thousand years, I never thought this continent would still be the same as it was back then."

I never imagined that the oppression of the past would be even greater now... It's truly a case of "the soil in front of the door is exhausted, but not a single tile remains on the roof." They never touch the mud, yet live in towering mansions!

In the past, why did I, Norton, rebel against the Papal State and forcibly conquer Boya? Wasn't it to overthrow that feudal rule, and for those poor people like me who, from childhood to adulthood, were oppressed, enslaved, had their lives and deaths arbitrarily decided, and were even thrown into pots to be fried at will!

For this, I was even imprisoned for a thousand years.

I had thought that after I conquered the Holy See and beheaded the emperor, humanity would flourish and regain its vitality.

But I never expected that after my return, this world would still be filled with darkness, oppression, ignorance, and pain, just like before!

Such a painful era is truly lamentable! As the God of the Garden of Eden, embodying holiness and majesty, I am deeply grieved to hear this news!

O Abraham! Drag out my palace, pull out my steeds, I will roam the Southern Continent and bring life to the people, and relieve them of their suffering!

With a sorrowful expression, God Norton rose from his throne, his pale and holy divine body rising over two meters tall. He picked up the wine glass from the girl's hand, drank the blood inside in one gulp, and then sadly threw it to the ground with a crisp sound.

Every move he made, every expression he made, seemed to be filled with boundless compassion and pity.

It was as if the truly holy God had finally shown compassionate concern for his believers.

"Crack!" The golden wine cup shattered on the ground with a crisp sound, and some of the blood that had not yet been drunk splashed onto the exquisite jade floor of the palace.

"Your Majesty is truly compassionate, holy, and dignified!" Abraham complimented at the opportune moment, even taking out a handkerchief to wipe away tears of emotion that he could not see, in order to express his gratitude for Your Majesty's benevolence.

With a wave of his hand, Second-Generation Vampire immediately began gathering the rest to serve as Vampire, acting as human support for the compassionate and noble God, pulling his palace slowly forward, touring the oppression and suffering of the people of the Southern Continent...

This damned Hajinuo, after being banned for a thousand years, not only has he lost all his word, but his moral character has also plummeted.

He deserved to be nailed to that cross!

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(A new volume has begun; the plot unfolds gradually, so please be patient.)

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