"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! This old servant misses you so much, Your Majesty!"
Before the person even arrived, a fawning voice drifted over.
Wearing a hood and dressed in Church attire, Abraham trotted in from outside the temple.
He even started crying as soon as he entered the door, wiping away tears while proclaiming his loyalty to his ancestor.
Even as it approached Norton, it abruptly slid down to its knees, sliding right up to Norton and carving a deep furrow in the ground.
If its eyes weren't glowing fluorescent green, then this statement would have some credibility.
However, as First-Generation Vampire, his eyes, which should have become ordinary like Elizabeth's, have now become a different color, which makes the meaning of this somewhat unpredictable.
Abraham kowtowed, offering his long-lost longing to His Blood Clan Progenitor Norton, who was reclining on a chaise longue, with utmost respect, though his heart was filled with trepidation.
During this time, the progenitor was having a great time in the imperial city of the Aodelan Empire. Abraham even found himself an opportunity to sneak a drink of the progenitor's bathwater.
After several years of separation, through his continuous efforts to steal and drink, he has finally succeeded in advancing to the True Ancestor level.
However, the humanoid form's appearance also changed as a result.
He didn't know if His Majesty would punish him for this, but he felt it was highly unlikely.
Because he had already deduced that His Majesty possessed the ability to locate and sense, and that his Abraham aura was growing stronger day and night, His Majesty should not have been unaware of this.
However, this was ultimately done spontaneously without His Majesty's decree. Given His Majesty Norton's past control and skeptical attitude, Abraham is unlikely to fare well!
Even though things are different now than they used to be, he was still uneasy...
Abraham lowered his head, not daring to let Norton see his oily green eyes.
In fact, his teeth had become jagged and sharp, no longer resembling the long canines of Vampire. However, in order to avoid drastic changes in his appearance, he deliberately broke off all his sharp teeth, just to reduce His Majesty Norton's suspicion.
He, Abraham... it's really difficult!
The long-lost terrifying Pressure slowly spread, a feeling so familiar that Abraham felt both the discomfort of being bound and the familiar sense of security.
Your Majesty's very existence is the very foundation of their Blood Clan's eternal glory!
"Your Majesty, it has been many years since we last met, and I have missed you day and night!"
In order to feel Your Majesty's presence, and to alleviate this old servant's longing and respect for Your Majesty, this old servant can only rely on the holy water bestowed by Your Majesty to sense Your Majesty's traces... But unexpectedly, after tasting the holy water for many years, this old servant is now experiencing some strange changes!
Your Majesty, this old servant is guilty, deserving of death!
Abraham, that Biyang, has now become quite adept at speaking. He immediately shifted the blame for his transformation to a desire to sense Norton's presence, thus demonstrating his longing and loyalty to Norton while simultaneously placing the responsibility on the holy water emanating from Norton.
Unfortunately, old Abraham's every move was under Norton's surveillance.
"So what if you secretly drank holy water? What feelings are involved?"
The indifferent words interrupted Abraham's flattery and shattered his anxious heart.
Abraham trembled, overwhelmed by immense fear.
As the saying goes, one cannot know the greatness of Your Majesty without becoming a Blood Progenitor. Only after becoming Blood Progenitor does one realize that the gap between oneself and Your Majesty is still like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. Your Majesty's suppression of one has not only not weakened, but has become even stronger!
Abraham was absolutely right about this.
He was once a creation of Norton's creation, so he faced Norton's suppression in terms of Existence Level and the stripping away of his physical essence.
Now that he has absorbed the holy water and become a counterfeit of Norton, the suppression of his Existence Level still exists, but the control over his physical essence has been further enhanced. This has led to Norton having a more complete grasp on his essence, which is why he feels this way.
"I was wrong, Your Majesty, I was wrong! I shouldn't have been so delusional! Your Majesty, please forgive this old servant! Please forgive this old servant!"
Abraham scrambled toward the recliner, kowtowing with each step, trembling with fear.
In the past, Norton's relationship with him was always just a pretense, but now Norton isn't even pretending anymore. Doesn't this mean that His Majesty no longer intends to be perfunctory with him?
He couldn't even be bothered with a perfunctory response; one can only imagine what kind of fate awaited Abraham!
However, this time he misjudged the situation.
"Enough!" Norton snorted, placing the novel " The Pale God Falls in Love with Me " on the coffee table. His spine cracked, his head twisting 180 degrees, his dark eyes fixed on Abraham was kneeling on the ground, not daring to lift his head.
"I am the progenitor, the Pale God! Everything about the Vampire race is in my sight."
"You think I didn't know you secretly drank the holy water?"
Norton's single sentence sent a chill down Abraham's spine, making him break out in a cold sweat.
He felt a chill emanating from his entire body, and his mind kept replaying whether he had said anything unpleasant since His Majesty's resurrection.
Norton, however, didn't care about his thoughts; he knew perfectly well that Abraham was a treacherous fellow.
He had been monitoring this matter closely in the past, and had even been putting on an act from beginning to end.
But things are different now; he now wants Abraham to betray him.
Therefore, Abraham's act of stealing and drinking the holy water was taken very seriously but then dismissed lightly.
" Abraham... you are guilty!"
"Your Majesty, I am guilty! Your Majesty, I am guilty! I beg Your Majesty to let me atone for my sins, I beg Your Majesty to let this old servant continue to serve you!" Upon hearing this, Abraham immediately echoed the words frantically, wishing he could bury his head in the floor.
The inhuman, pale head silently watched Abraham tremble all over. The cold gaze tore at Abraham's heart apart, and he could only keep kowtowing.
Finally, Norton looked away from Abraham and a calm voice rang in his ear.
"Fine, considering you've followed me for so many years, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself."
Despite the long period of recovery, I still see no bright future ahead.
I am the Blood Clan Progenitor, I am the Pale God, and I am destined to guide all living beings in the Garden of Eden. All must honor me Norton, as the Pale Progenitor!
However, apart from the Aodelan Empire, all other empires regard me as a heretic. Such insults are too much for me to bear!
Abraham, I give you the power of destruction!
You will lead the many Blood Progenitor in Taotie Blood Feast!
All those who disrespect me will be sent to Hell!