Arc 6.5 [Chapter 105]
——-Orvis travelled with Cusi, and at night, after Cusi had fallen asleep, he went alone to the enchantment he had found during the day.
Opening it with all his might, Orvis saw a clear vision of the cave. Illuminated by the crystals, he went deeper into the cave and saw the angelic beauty of the sleeping man.
After tapping on the crystal coffin a few times, Orvis found no sign of the man waking up and opened the lid.
He took a deep breath, and his blood-red eyes showed surprise when he smelt the great power emanating from the other man.
How tempting was it to find a powerful ancient vampire in deep sleep?
Licking his lips with his, Orvis summoned a demon with an alchemical array, which, upon hearing the command, immediately stepped forward and swallowed the man into its belly.
The demon let out an excited cry of joy, but before it had time to finish rejoicing, a bright light slid through its neck and the demon was instantly dead.
Seeing the demon fall to the ground, Orvis reabsorbed the demon's power into himself using the forbidden art of alchemy.
The power of the beautiful vampire was then assimilated by Orvis with the demon's absorption.
He felt full of power as soon as he absorbed the power of the beautiful vampire.
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Because of Yaphisor's disappearance, the journey turned into a companionship between Orvis and Cusi.
Orvis was distracted by the fact that the demon that had gone to track down Yaphisor the night before had not returned. These demons had been bred by him. The demons had not only not returned, but their scent had disappeared.
Had someone saved Yaphisor? Who killed the demon?
Although it was only an intermediate-level demon, its ability was equivalent to that of a senior alchemist or a senior priest, and Yaphisor alone was not capable of resisting the demon's pursuit.
Would Yaphisor reveal his secret to anyone else? Or will he keep his word and tell no one?
Humans were treacherous and cunning, and as long as Yaphisor remained alive, he would not be able to rest easy.
Cusi saw Orvis' distracted look and asked suspiciously, "Orvis?"
Orvis looked back and smiled, "Nothing, just wondering if your friend might have been taken by the vampires."
"I don't suppose so?" Cusi said without thinking, "If he came across a vampire, he would have warned us at the first opportunity. And there are no signs of a struggle on the ground. "
"You're right," Orvis sighed in relief, "we'd better hurry. Even without your friend, who is only a junior priest and can't even pronounce some of the spells clearly, our fighting power won't be weakened much. "
Cusi nodded. "Yaphisor is like that; his battle power is at the bottom among priests."
"Then why are you still willing to partner with him?" Orvis asked Cusi.
"I am his friend, and I see he's been bullied a lot in the church. It's quite sad." Cusi shrugged, "I just didn't think he'd be a bit less of a friend this time and run off on his own."
"Cowardly, not worthy of a friend, and it's good for you to see him for what he is now."
Cusi frowned slightly and pondered for a moment before finally nodding, "You're right."
The two men were in no hurry, walking at an unhurried pace. Orvis gave a sudden lurch and stopped in front of a large tree.
Cusi advanced two steps and then fell back, turning his head and asking, "What's wrong?"
Orvis shook his head, "Nothing, let's keep going. There should be someone not far ahead. It's just that alchemists and priests are mortal enemies, and with the two together, running into them may lead to a verbal altercation. "
Cusi was dreading this too, and he hurriedly said, "We had better hide far behind them for the time being, lest we cause unnecessary strife."
Once the two men had discussed the matter, they walked more slowly.
As night fell, Cusi used a light spell to set up a barrier against vampires. When Orvis saw the light spell, his footsteps gave a slight pause, and he smiled, "You sleep first, I'll keep watch for the first half of the night."
Cusi patted the spot beside him and laughed, "What's the point of keeping watch? I've set up a light spell boundary. Vampires will be extremely traumatized if they come near, so come in and sleep too. "
Orvis shook his head, "You are, after all, only an intermediate priest. If a vampire above the count comes, we will still be in danger. It is safest to keep watch. You don't need to say anymore. Rest early. "
Cusi thought about it; he wasn't sure that a vampire above the Count wouldn't come, so he had to nod, "Alright then, I'll rest first. Wake me up after midnight and I'll keep watch for the second half of the night. "
Orvis gave an "en" and walked further outside.
The darkness of the forest was exceptionally still, so still that it was eerie in every way.
After a long day's walk, Cusi fell asleep in a few moments. After making sure Cusi was sound asleep, Orvis then gently got up and flew off to the place where he had noticed the anomaly during the day.
Entering the boundary and going into the cave inside, at the deepest point, Orvis only saw an empty crystal coffin.
The smell in the air of this cave had not yet completely dissipated, and Orvis' eyes flinched at the smell of Yaphisor and another powerful Blood that he had never met before.
This Blood's scent had an extremely strong aura of nobility to it.
The Bloods were bound by blood, and their hierarchies were extremely strict. Things like the third generation killing the second generation could only be done by the incredibly powerful third generation.
For all other generations, the vampires had strict seniority levels.
The taste of blood is the most common way to distinguish between the generations. If a fourth-generation meets the third generation, they will be subjected to the system of the transgression of blood and will have reverence and jealousy towards the third generation.
The fifteenth generation is the lowest of all. By the sixth generation, the vampires had gradually intermarried with foreign races, wolves, and humans, so the remaining children had a thinner vampire bloodline.
The Bloods valued seniority and bloodline, and between the two, seniority in a generation was the most important. Although the eighth generation had pure blood and the seventh generation had mixed blood, the eighth generation is required to salute the seventh generation, but although they do so, it is not from the heart.
The air smelled of a human being mixed with pureblood, and Orvis checked the smell with all three princes and the Blood king, only to find that it was not any of the four.
Was there a fifth third-generation Blood in the world?
Within the vampires, the King ruled the vampires, but the three princes were competing and divided into factions. The Hawk faction to which he belonged was the highest, the Neutral faction the second, and the Conservative faction the least.
The Hawks were the main offenders, and most of those who have gone to the human world to fight are Hawks, while the neutrals are wallflowers who have no stable principles and are either attached to the Hawks or the Conservatives every time.
The conservatives are a bunch of shrinking violets who don't drink human blood, only animal blood. This is because they feel that humans and vampires are similar in appearance and are of the same ancestry.
They love humans and often work for their benefit, and they are a bunch of complete and utter traitors.
A faction is backed by a Prince, and if this Blood, who is as strong as a prince, were to join any of the factions, it would have a very big impact on the stable pattern of the Bloods, and there would be a big reshuffle.
Orvis seemed to have seen the future turmoil of the vampires, and he did not dare hesitate to snap his fingers together.
A bat appeared beside him out of thin air. The bat flapped its wings and flew in a circle around Orvis before transforming into a handsome young man in a tuxedo.
Handing the boy a crystal-shaped object, Orvis said, "Make sure you hand it over to the Prince."
The boy half-kneeled and bowed, saying that he would deliver it before transforming into a bat once more, flapping his wings and flying away.
After sending the messenger bat away, Orvis looked around before leaving the cave back to Cusi.
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——–Orvis absorbed all the power of the handsome vampire and was overflowing with power. Seeing that it was getting late, he wiped the floor clean of the magic formations and returned the way he had come. again.
Cusi was still asleep and Orvis, seeing the faint glow of the light spell still glowing around him, dismissed the idea of feeding on Cusi's blood.
With no fear of a vampire invasion, Orvis suddenly felt sleepy, and with a yawn, he too fell asleep.
The next day, Orvis woke up in a bit of a trance. Nothing around him had changed, but he felt as if his spirit was slowly changing. He was him, but he didn't seem to be him anymore.
............
Yaphisor followed behind Curtisno, his eyes staring straight at Curtisno's back and waist-length blonde hair, "Where are we going?"
After Curtisno introduced himself, he led him out of the boundary and made his way west. On the way, he tried to escape but was invariably caught back by Curtisno.
After repeating this several times, Yaphisor had lost the idea of running away.
"I see from your memory that you left the Holy Capital in search of Prince Wales, and I will take you to him." Curtisno slowed his pace and waited until Yaphisor had come to his side before he reared his feet and advanced parallel to him.
"You're taking me to him? Do you know where he is? And just how long have you been asleep? " Yaphisor asked, tilting his head sideways to look at Curtisno.
"I've been asleep for ten thousand years if we count by your memory."
Yaphisor asked, with some confusion, "Ten thousand years? The third generation of vampires killed the second eight thousand years ago, and after that, the civil war happened, that was six thousand years ago. Do you mean that you fell into a deep sleep before the third generation of vampires killed the second generation? "
Curtisno nodded, "Yes."
"So you weren't forced to go into a deep sleep by the third generation?" Yaphisor continued to ask.
Curtisno shook his head, "Not really. To be exact, I was forced into a slumber by the second generation Bloods. "
Arc 6.6 [Chapter 106]
"I've only heard of the Third Generation killing the Second Generation Bloods and also the war within the Third Generation clans. I haven't heard of the struggle between the Second Generation Bloods. " Yaphisor said, somewhat puzzled.
"No, it was not a fight." Curtisno shook his head and retorted, "It was protection. Ten thousand years ago, Cain fell into eternal sleep shortly after creating the second generation of Bloods. They lived on blood, and if they don't drink it for a long time, they will gradually fall into eternal sleep. However, I am a picky eater and could not stand the foul taste of blood, so I did not drink it from the moment I became conscious."
" As a result of not drinking blood, my strength continued to decline and I was losing my life force. The other Bloods saw this and forced me into a deep sleep. Before I fell asleep, they were researching alternatives that could replace blood and promised to wake me up when they found a replacement. "
"I just didn't expect that too much had happened in between, and I woke up to all of them being in eternal sleep." Curtisno's voice had a slight ripple to it, and he let out a sigh with a faint sadness to it.
Yaphisor was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, "But you bit me so thoroughly just now!"
Curtisno paused. He seemed to be remembering the wonderful taste he had just had. A look of enjoyment unconsciously passed over his face, "Because you are so delicious, you are the best, you are my baby."
He glared at Curtisno and said, "So you fell asleep for the last 10,000 years and woke up with your picky eating problem solved?"
"Let's find someone to try it on later. We'll know after trying." The two walked casually, and after about two days of walking, they came across someone, with a familiar face.
Cusi was sitting by the fire, roasting, and Orvis was sitting not far from him, eating freshly roasted rabbit meat. The two were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Yaphisor and Curtisno's arrival caught them off guard, and Cusi's eyes lit up when he saw Yaphisor, and he stood up to approach him. Orvis, at his side, pulled him by the arm just in time, his eyes warily pointing to the pointed ears of the blond man beside him.
Cusi froze then, frowning at the two men before him with a complicated look on his face, "Yaphisor... you... how did you end up with the vampires?"
Since being separated from Cusi, Yaphisor had been unwilling to disguise himself with a timid expression. He smiled indifferently, a sneer in his eyes, and looked towards Orvis, whose body was on alert, "For my life."
This was the second human besides Yaphisor that Curtisno had seen since he woke up, and without taking a deep breath, he could smell the fishy, thick smell of blood in the air. He frowned and covered his nose with his hands, but this still did not alleviate the strong smell around him.
He lowered himself and placed his head on Yaphisor's neck, finally smelling the temptingly fresh aroma before he sighed softly and leaned into Yaphisor's ear to murmur in aggravation, "My picky eating doesn't seem to be cured. He smells so bad, but yours smells better; it's delicious. "
Curtisno's expression was gentle, but the words that came out of his mouth were truly chaffing. The words were met with an eye slash from Yaphisor, "Since you are not cured of your picky eating, you must treat me well and protect me. Otherwise, if something happens to me, you'll just have to starve to death, understand? "
Curtisno's blue eyes beamed with laughter, and he blinked like an ignorant child. "Understood, and then what?"
Yaphisor's face was expressionless and only his eyes rolled, "So now you get up from me and get those two dishonest hands off me."
With his head resting on Yaphisor's neck, Curtisno had dishonestly pressed himself against Yaphisor from behind, even wrapping his waist with one hand and squeezing his butt with the other.
He reluctantly withdrew his hand, but his body was still pressed against Yaphisor's.
Cusi, who was standing near them, saw the interaction and his face paled. His eyes were spread with anger, "Evil vampire, let go of my friend." With that, he stretched out his arm and chanted a light incantation, after which many bright white dots of light appeared around him, "Yaphisor, don't worry, I will get you out!"
He had only heard Yaphisor's last sentences earlier and thought that Yaphisor was being held hostage by this vampire and had to give in to this vampire to stay alive.
Curtisno was unconcerned by Cusi's petty tactics and glanced at the two men out of the corner of his eye. Standing beside Yaphisor, he once again reached out and wrapped his left hand around his waist and spoke, "You are not worthy to look at me. Kneel."
At these words, Cusi and Orvis felt their bodies stiffen and their spirits shake even more. The two men, who had been struggling, went limp and fell to one knee in unison.
Orvis tried to force himself to stand up, but his body would not listen. He tried to lift his head, but it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He could not lift it by even a few centimetres.
Orvis was horrified. He had only ever felt this kind of uncontrollable oppression from the Blood King and the three Princes!
And this Blood was using a mental attack, an ability that only the Blood King could use!
Seeing the two men kneeling peacefully on the ground, Yaphisor shrugged, "Do you still want to try to see if you can feed?"
A look of disgust crossed Curtisno's face at that, and he casually waved his hand, "No, I don't need to."
Yaphisor looked at the two men kneeling beside him and nodded, "Since you don't need to, let's move on." As he walked past Cusi, Yaphisor tapped Cusi on the shoulder without a trace.
Curtisno glanced at Yaphisor's little gesture, and Yaphisor pulled out a silent smile, stuck his tongue out, and put a finger to his mouth in a "shhh" motion.
Laughing silently and shaking his head, Curtisno reached out and rubbed Yaphisor's head before leading him on his way.
It was only after the two had travelled a considerable distance that Cusi and Orvis were able to control their bodies freely. The two rose from the ground and looked at each other for a long time without speaking, both with a look of astonishment on their faces.
After a long time, Orvis coughed in embarrassment, "This vampire is dangerous. There was never an introduction on him in the Alchemist's League. "
"Not in the Church of the Priests either." Cusi paled a little, but nodded in response, "Why don't we rush back and inform everyone so that the Pope and your allies know about this?"
Orvis thought for a moment, but shook his head, "No, there is no need to rush back. You have the vision mirrors, and we have alchemy, just contact your respective people here. "
Cusi paused, but nodded, "Okay."
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——–Orvis covered his head in fear, a voice constantly banging against his thoughts and taking control of his mind. He felt like he was in a trance from time to time, his mind was even more manipulated and he often did unexpected things.
Suddenly, there was another stirring in his head, and a voice rang out like thunder in his head: "Return to the vampires, kill the three princes and the Blood king, and ascend the throne!"
Orvis clutched his head and fell to the ground, hissing:
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
"Who am I? I am your mind. I am your master. "
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The Bloods had a special entrance barrier, and through Yaphisor's memories, Curtisno quickly grasped the pattern and distribution of the world.
Strangely enough, despite the clothes on Yaphisor's body showing he was just a junior priest, the amount of knowledge in his mind was even beyond the pope's level. His mind can simply be called a sea of learning. He could learn everything he needed to know about the development of this world and its distribution from Yaphisor's memory, including the entrance to the Blood clan.
When they had almost reached the entrance, Curtisno took a look at the clothes on Yaphisor's body, held his chin in thought, and then casually snapped his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, a robe and a black cloak appeared in mid-air.
Handing the robe and black cloak to Yaphisor, Curtisno said, "We'll be in the world of the Bloods soon, so change out of this priestly outfit, although you look good in it. I am a bit reluctant to part with it. But for the sake of your safety, I'll have to give in. "
Yaphisor spat in his heart. When his eyes were closed, he was as holy as an angel, and even when he opened his eyes, he was purely beautiful. But as soon as he opened his mouth, his inner ruffian was suddenly revealed.
Snatching up the robe and black cloak, Yaphisor clutched his clothes and dashed off behind a tree.
Curtisno saw his movement, and a smile tugged at his delicate face. With a click of his toes, he floated up from his place, and his body kept rising.
Curtisno floated up to the tree and then slowly landed crouching on the treetop, leaning down to admire the pure white crystal skin of the teenager.
Yaphisor had already stripped down to nothing, and Curtisno could just about take in the beauty of Yaphisor from above. The two luscious red cherries, the slender thighs, and the long, beautiful curves.
Curtisno stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his blue eyes deepening in colour and finally turning a rose-like blood red.
Suddenly, Yaphisor's body lurched as he was about to pick up his robe and pull it over his body, and a lightning bolt flew out of his hand straight over his head.
Curtisno was quick to see it, and with a laugh, he was out of the trees and back where he had been standing.
Yaphisor hastily pulled on his clothes and came striding out from behind the tree with a mixture of embarrassment and anger on his face, pointing angrily at Curtisno and saying, "Never have I seen such a shameless vampire noble as you!"
Curtisno laughed, "Now you've seen one."
Yaphisor choked, and his hand glowed brightly as arrows of light flew out of it.
The light arrows were fine against other vampires, but they were too trivial for Curtisno. His body weaved through the arrows with the ease of a sea swallow, and his feet kept moving forward, getting closer and closer to Yaphisor.