The Great Demon King

Chapter 219 True Blood?

In an abandoned shopping mall in a border town.

A total of forty or fifty blood slaves gathered together.

They were all young men, mostly men, with only a few women.

At this moment, they are "having a meeting" just like the MLM gang.

It was a serious "performance review" meeting.

These blood slaves are all raised by vampires of the third generation or above. They can be called slaves, or they can be called "spare food".

This time, they were assigned to this border town to sell various building materials removed from the border wall.

Just like the sales teams of all companies, these blood slaves will be evaluated once a week. Blood slaves with good "business", many customers, and high sales will naturally get high performance points.

The blood slave who ranks first in performance will get a drop of "true blood" rewarded from above.

The so-called "true blood" is actually the blood of three generations of vampires.

For blood slaves, the "true blood" of vampires has an absolutely irresistible attraction.

According to the tradition of the vampire family, if a mortal wants to transform into a vampire, a real vampire must spend his "true blood" to "first embrace" him.

Although blood slaves have mutated to a certain extent physically, they are not vampires, but exist between humans and vampires.

As long as enough "true blood" is obtained, the blood slave will officially become a member of the vampire group.

Vampires claim to have powerful power and an immortal body, which is already attractive enough. In addition, after becoming a vampire, they can raise a large number of blood slaves like raising dogs, and let these blood slaves work and earn money for themselves. Money, dedicate everything, including blood, bone marrow and even life.

That is to say, once you become a vampire, not only can you get rid of the humble status of a "blood slave", and you don't have to be squeezed all day long, you can also change from being exploited to exploiting in an instant, and live like a nobleman from then on.

MLM organizations in mortals are evil enough, right?

But if compared with the "blood slave society" formed by the vampires, it pales in comparison.

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"Okay, now I announce that this week's sales champion is still - Brad!" A tall man in a hoodie said loudly.

As soon as the words fell, a short white male jumped up excitedly, and walked to the front desk under the envious eyes of blood slaves around him.

Just one drop, just the last drop!
Tonight, as long as he eats the last drop of "true blood", Brad can evolve into a real vampire!

The distance from his seat to the front desk was only 20 meters.

During this short 20-meter journey, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, all about how to be a domineering, how to vent his desire, how many blood slaves he wanted to find, and how much blood he wanted to drink.

Brad, who was thinking wildly, didn't notice at all that someone suddenly stretched out his calf in front of him.

"puff!"

Brad lost his balance and threw himself on the street in an instant, falling like a dog and eating shit.

Seeing this, the blood slaves burst into laughter:
"Hehe~"

"Ha ha……"

"deserved"

"..."

They turned their heads at the same time, wanting to see which blood slave was so powerful and helped them get rid of the bad breath called "jealousy" in their hearts.

As a result, they saw a stranger, and an Asian at that.

In the border area where the two countries meet, there are not many Asians, let alone here.

All the blood slaves stopped laughing and became vigilant.

Obviously someone outside has been watching the wind, how did this guy get in?

Is the blood slave sitting next to him a fool?Have been in the meeting for so long and didn't know that a strange outsider appeared beside you?

With a warm smile on his face, the unfamiliar Asian raised Bradella who was lying on the ground: "Are you okay?"

Tripped by this man, Brad was furious. He sneered and squeezed his wrist tightly, trying to subdue the Asian man.

He has already drank 9 drops of "true blood", and his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary humans. With this full force, he can even pinch a person's palm to the point of fracture.

"Click!"

The sound of fracture is very crisp.

It's just that it wasn't the Asian man who broke the bone, but Brad.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Brad's already pale face was distorted by the extreme pain, bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like a drowned rat.

Not only was his hand broken, it was bleeding.

The blood dripped onto the white fingers of the Asian man, and the fingers were like a sponge, sucking the blood in instantly.

The Asian man squinted his eyes, sensed it carefully for a while, and said, "Oh, I'm still not strong enough."

He took Brad's hand, walked to the front desk, and said to the host of the meeting: "It's been an hour, your host is very exciting, you speak clearly, and your language skills are very good, so that I, an outsider, can understand Understand your reward and punishment mechanism... Now, give him the reward."

The host roared with a gloomy expression: "Why are you still standing there? Do it!"

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with these dull blood slaves.

It doesn't matter if an outsider breaks in, but they all sit in their seats in a daze and stare blankly. They really don't have any vision at all.

After hearing the order, nearly 50 blood slaves all stood up "teng", ready to rush forward.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!"

At this moment, the floor of the shopping mall cracked like a spider web, and more than 400 purple sweet potato clones broke through the ground, each of them was tall and strong, extremely sturdy, and instantly surrounded these dozens of blood slaves.

Obviously, to "shake people" in a match with Qian Song on Earth is simply asking for humiliation.

The blood slaves froze in an instant, and sat back on their chairs one by one, holding their heads and shaking.

The host finally panicked. He couldn't understand the situation at all—it was so weird that so many identical "purple-skinned men" emerged from the floor.

"Give him the reward!" Qian Song repeated impatiently.

"Okay...okay, here's to..." The host tremblingly took out a small plastic sample bottle from his arms, which contained a drop of viscous blood that was so red that it turned black.

Qian Song snatched the sample bottle and picked out a little blood with his fingernail. The basic virus particles that make up the fingernail instantly disassembled the cells in the blood, analyzed the DNA, and picked out the bright functional gene fragments. .

Well, it is indeed the "true blood" of vampires. Blood cells have a very peculiar genetic structure:
For normal humans, after human cells are damaged, the human body will produce an emergency protein - P53 protein, thereby inhibiting the production of cancer cells and preventing cancer, but at the same time, it will promote the production of senescent cells and cause the body to age .

But the genes of vampires are different from that of humans, they do not produce P53 protein, and they will not age.

After the cells are violated and die, they will release a weird energy signal, which is like an alarm clock, which can instantly wake up the vitality of all the cells in the body, and then quickly repair the damaged body organs or tissues like a 3D printer.

At the same time, there will be a strong sense of hunger, and the bloodthirsty desire will reach the extreme. The alienated stomach can digest 100% of fresh blood and obtain energy from it to make up for the overdrawn cell activity.

In terms of recovery ability, it should be slightly inferior to Wolverine, but it can be seen that the vampire's cells should be specially alienated in order to allow the human body to accommodate some powerful energy.

Qian Song caught a little bit of that energy from this trace of vampire blood.

The breath of this energy is very similar to the magical power of Mephisto, who had fought Qian Song before.

Qian Song couldn't help but think of the legend again:

All [black magic] in the Marvel Universe has one and only one common ancestor—the ancient god Sissos.

Dormammu from the dark dimension, Mephisto, the lord of hell, Varna, the ancestor of vampires who watched the sinking of Atlantis, and even the ancient mage once borrowed the black magic power of the ancient god Sissos. force.

That's right, the magic power that Qian Song felt was indeed black magic!

(End of this chapter)