Chapter 47 No, when you’re in pain you’d even sacrifice yourself? The dark and silent night is coming to an end, and the rising warm light is illuminating the the quiet forest by Lake Altania, mysterious and ancient prayers are being chanted one after another. This is an extremely strange picture. Hundreds of suffering followers wearing purple gathered together, raised their hands and prayed devoutly. But the hymns of prayer are not a canon of suffering. But it is the word of the vampire's contract. "O deep shadow behind the first blood moon, you are space above space, infinity above infinity, scarlet among scarlets!" "You are the light of those who thirst for blood, you are the judge of the enemies of the dark night, you are everything." "We are praying for your coming..." In front of this group of suffering believers, there was a young man holding the hand of another girl, carefully looking for grammatical errors in these believers: "The one in the third row, number 11 from the left. There's something wrong with your pronunciation of that sentence."
"You are the fifth from the right in the fourth row. The subject of your sentence is wrong." While correcting them, he would occasionally throw out an invisible blade, a fireball, or a child. These believers were tortured beyond words. The most outrageous thing is that the young man who directed them to recite the prayer was just a human. "A human being commanded a group of Painful Cultists to pray to the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan." Lilith covered her forehead with her hands, her mouth twitching. "I didn't think there was anything wrong with such a weird scene. Sure enough, Li Cheng had led me astray..." After saying that, she held her head and started knocking her head against a tree. "No, Lilith, you are a goddess, you are a goddess!" On the other side, Latanya was held by Li Cheng's hand, her face was blushing, and her eyes were erratic: "Li, Li Cheng, why do you know the rituals of our blood clan?" "This." Li Cheng felt the slippery sweat on her palm and chuckled, "Of course I checked it in advance. I've said it before, I admire you very much, Master Tata. In order to help you, I have made all preparations." "Admiration..." Latanya's face instantly turned red to her ears: "I, you, I, what do you admire about me..." "Of course it's your incomparable wisdom." Li Cheng said sternly: "You are worthy of my admiration for being able to invent a spell that hits you 100% of the time." Latania: ... Although I'm happy that you recognize my talent, you don't have to remind me that I'm 100% sure about myself, right? On the other side, the chanting of the suffering believers finally came to an end. Blood-colored mist surged out from under their feet, and the terrifying sticky feeling penetrated deep into their bones, enveloping them all. The newly rising sun gradually turned into a scarlet blood moon. Bats flew from nowhere and chased the crows. The entire Jilin Forest seemed to have come to another world. And above the dome of this world, a beautiful woman who seemed even bigger than this world appeared out of thin air. Her face was about 50% similar to Latania's, and her ruby-like eyes were exactly the same, but her hair was not long black, but short gray hair mixed with red strands.
The overall temperament is also very different from Latania. There is an unfathomable weirdness in the scarlet eyes, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth are so cynical. The Scarlet True Ancestor——the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan who had long since advanced to become a god. He is also the first vampire in the world, casting his gaze towards this world. The suffering believers were trembling. The huge spiritual pressure that could not be described in words made them shudder, palpitate, and even become incontinent. Latania was not much better off. Although she was also a vampire, facing the terrifying power of her ancestors, she couldn't help but breathe rapidly. She stomped her tender feet hard on the ground, digging the ground with her toes, and only then did she stop the urge to kneel on the ground. Only Li Cheng looked at the Scarlet True Ancestor as if nothing had happened, and even expressed his admiration from time to time. "The PC version of the Crimson True Ancestor only has a portrait, no model, and the sacrifice ceremony was just a CG." "After the brain-computer version, have these things been modeled?" "This special effect and this sense of presence really deserve to be a great game of the next generation!" On the other hand, the Scarlet True Ancestor paid no attention to Li Cheng's nonsense. She first fixed her eyes on the Pain Cultists who summoned her: "Hmm... I haven't tasted the flavor of sacrifice for a long time. I thought those unworthy descendants had forgotten me a long time ago, hehe." After laughing twice, she continued: "Let me see, what generation of the vampires are you, the children who summoned me?" The searching technique swept across all the people in the sacrificial array from her red eyes, and the Scarlet True Ancestor's face suddenly froze. "Hiss, that's not right, is there something wrong with my perception?" She scanned it again, but got the same result. "Impossible, this doesn't make sense..." The Scarlet True Ancestor frowned, scanned again in disbelief, and finally confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him. "There really isn't a single vampire here. They are all Pain Cultists who have fallen into half-demons." Therefore, the Scarlet True Ancestor became even more confused. You are a bunch of half-demons, why do you know the sacrificial rituals of the vampires? If you have any problems, shouldn’t you go to your Mother Goddess of Sorrow? What are you looking for? Do I look easy to talk to? But the Scarlet True Ancestor did not show any anger. After all, she had not tasted the sacrifice for almost 20 years. I don’t know what those unfilial descendants were thinking. They didn’t pay tribute for 20 years. Over the past 20 years, her bottom line has changed from only eating high-level souls sacrificed by pure-blooded vampires to being flexible and flexible. No matter who offers it, it’s free, so just eat a little. But having said that, we still have to save face. So, the Crimson True Ancestor nodded and said, "Haha, a bunch of daring half-demons. I don't know whether I should admire your courage or mock your ignorance." "Come on, take out your sacrifices. If you cannot satisfy me, what awaits you will be worse than death—" "Master True Ancestor, Master True Ancestor, kill me, kill me!"
"Yes, take me away, take me away!" "Let me become the nourishment of the Scarlet Moon!" Before the Crimson True Ancestor could finish his words, the Pain Cultist fell to his knees and burst into tears. The piety in his words made the Scarlet True Ancestor unable to react for a moment. No, when did the Tormentists convert themselves? Blinking, the Crimson True Ancestor coughed and asked tentatively, "What is your sacrifice?" “Our sacrifice…” A Pain Cultist knelt down suddenly, kowtowed, “It’s us, True Ancestor!” Crimson True Ancestor: ... No, are all the current members of the Pain Church so extreme? In order to taste pain, you are willing to sacrifice yourself? Hiss, you really are worthy of being a member of the Pain Cult! How come the Mother Goddess of Pain has such devout believers? The gap between her and those unfilial sons in her family is too big. She couldn't help but admire it. At the same time, Li Cheng also showed a warm and pleasant smile. (End of this chapter)