Fantasy World Transmigration - 622

Evelyn looked horribly at the blood races that showed their original form. They bared their fangs and stretched their bat wings behind them. The power of the curse surrounds them, penetrates into their essence, merges with the darkness, and increases their power. And the blood of ordinary people supplemented the energy they needed, and a blood feast was unfolding.

Brother and sister O’Connor and Evelyn were fortunate enough to receive special care. The four blood barons guarding them did not allow other blood groups to harm them.

Jonathan said tremblingly: “I finally know what the Eye of Horus is!”

O’Connor said in shock: “They are a group of monsters, a group of monster rulers Cairo.”

The blood race contaminated the two deities with the blasphemous blood. The jackal head of the god of death and the falcon head of the god Ra were smeared with blood. Chen Ang communicated with the two gods and even more gods through the golden sutra of the sun. A curse of blasphemous words emerged, Anubis’s immense anger caused the entire capital of the dead to tremble, and he lowered the curse, which was deeply engraved on the body of Hong Fan who was holding the pot next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the sun god Ra and Horus, and the underworld god Osiris also cast a curse.

Chen Ang surrounded Hong Fan, watching the vicious curses of the gods and pharaohs on him, watching the powerful dark power completely overwhelm him, the heart in Chen Ang’s hands, maintaining Hong Fan’s only vitality and soul, Chen Ang kept After removing most of Hong Fan’s self, he left the remaining empty existence to the gods and pharaohs, and used the power of the curse to change his essential existence.

This kind of guidance is tens of thousands of times more difficult than walking a tightrope. Chen Ang carefully controls this huge power. Compared with the three thousand-year curse of Hamnata fully guided by the two scriptures, they are like insignificant feathers, but Chen Ang still relied on his knowledge and wisdom to steer the ritual on the right track and steal the power of these curses.

He chanted:

“The sun curses you, you will never be able to walk under the sun, otherwise you will burn yourself like a fire.”

“The god of death curses you and will wake up forever without sleep. You will have no dreams and no sleep. Sleeping is a curse of soberness for you.”

“Underworld curses you, you will always be rejected outside the underworld, and your soul will have nowhere to rely, and will always wander in the world without end or death!”

“Life curses you. Drinking clear springs is like rotten water, and enjoying food is like rotten soil. Except for blood, all entrances are like rotten things to you.”

“You will feed on blood and live with the darkness. You will not grow old and die. You will be tortured forever. Even if your soul is scattered, the shadow will mourn in the void all day long. You have no shadow, no body temperature, and your heart will not beat. You are rejected. The dead, the abandoned soul, you are-the blood!”

With the end of the curse, the will of the gods left here, the huge curse power of the capital of the dead poured into Hong Fan’s body, his fangs stretched, the huge scarlet bat wings behind him, burst out, and the huge dark power was there. His nails were like sharp claws, and his pupils were extremely blood red. He grabbed the spear of judgment beside him and pierced through the statues of death and the sun. There was blood flowing from the statues, but Hong Fan stepped forward and drank.

As his power skyrocketed, the heart in Chen Ang’s hand was also astonished as a purple-red crystal.

Chen Ang pressed this concocted heart into Hong Fan’s chest. The power of the No. 1 experimental body of the blood race stepped into the rank of earl, and stepped into the ranks of the masters in the main god space, soaring. Hong Fan’s power made Hong Fan almost unable to control himself, as the pain imprinted on him by the curse, it was torturing him all the time.

The bloodthirsty impulse almost made him desperate, but seeing Chen Ang’s interested eyes and the fear rising from the depths of his soul made Hong Fan wake up again.

This made him almost speechless: “Even being promoted to the earl and becoming a powerful blood god compared to Dracula, I am still so afraid of Dr. Chen. How deep is the shadow in my heart? Even the mentality that is out of balance after the skyrocketing power. The demons are all fearing him!”

What he didn’t know was that Chen Ang was also curious this time: “Originally, when he was going to be overwhelmed, he took him down and did some excessive experiments. He was not fooled twice? Could it be that this is a small animal? Intuition? By the way, bats are also small animals!”

With the improvement of Hong Fan’s bloodline, his descendants have also been strengthened, and the curse power pervading the capital of the dead has also allowed them to divide a lot. Nearly a hundred people have been promoted to barons, with the lowest titles, and several veterans. The baron stepped directly into the ranks of the viscount, and the strength in Chen Ang’s hands expanded in an instant.

And those ordinary people who were sucked up in the blood banquet, after this large-scale ceremony, also gave the first embrace, instilled a lot of blood energy, and became the next level of blood, thousands of people in the entire camp. Except for the few people left by Chen Ang deliberately, all the others were transformed into blood races with the lowest strength beyond the full-armed elite special forces.

And Terence, who was deliberately taken care of by a cursing force by Chen Ang, has even improved his magical attainments to increase the level of not losing to Imodun, becoming a peculiar existence closer to the cursed blood race than Hong Fan.

Chen Ang looked at Hamnata, who had spent thousands of years of cursing power, and couldn’t help but sighed with regret: “The big battery, Hamnata, was drained like this. I still want to do a few more special experiments. What?” I said so, but with this experiment of reincarnation of the blood clan, Chen Ang mastered the essence of cursing the blood clan.

From then on, he can be said to be very familiar with the blood race, and he has the heart to live and kill.

Going to any world, Chen Ang is sure to recreate this peculiar life, which can be said to be an insight into their original existence and soul code.

This is his biggest gain this time-he has made great progress in the Necronomicon School, Summoning School, Transfiguration School, Conjurer School, and Enchanting School, and he has gained a lot in biology, genetics, and virology. This can be seen from the fact that Chen Ang adjusted the blood family virus to allow the newly transformed blood family to walk in the sun, but still in a weak state.

With the addition of the capital of the dead that he is scheduled to receive, Chen Ang can be said to have gained a lot this time. The only bad news is that when Immortal was holding the curse power climax, he broke free and escaped. Immortal ran away before draining the battery. Although it was all in Chen Ang’s premeditated plan, it still did not hinder him.

What a good comrade Immortal is!

His selfless dedication, Chen Ang took the lead when he experimented. For the completion of this cursing ceremony and the formation of the mummified army, he dedicated his three thousand years of accumulated precious strength. He used his own bitter curse and miserable experience to help Egypt’s independence and Chen. Ang’s great cause has made a lot of dedication. Such a good comrade who is self-sacrificing and willing to contribute, just left! Can Chen Ang not be a pity?

Who can’t regret it, he just doesn’t have a conscience!