I became the ancestor of the blood clan

A hot blood rushes straight to my mind.

At this moment, Enos was almost ignited by anger.

shame,

It was a humiliation that mercilessly trampled on his dignity.

Sure enough, he would take out his long sword without hesitation, tear all these damned nobles into pieces, and burn their souls in hell.

"The Territory of the Eagle belongs to the Little Duke, and the Territory of Decree belongs to the Little Marquis of Macley..."

The hooked-nosed old butler read to the end, turned his head to look at Enos who had bitten his lips, and said calmly.

"The Chiyue territory bordering the dwarf hills and the ocean belongs to Prince Ainos."

"Today's distribution is over, please enjoy dinner to your heart's content."

After the last sentence was finished, the hook-nosed old butler turned around and left without looking at Enos who had been forcibly robbed of his territory.

The surrounding crowd showed sneer expressions when they saw this scene.

"Hahaha, I really want to compete with the little duke for territory, I'm really overwhelmed.

It doesn't mean that if you have the title of prince, you can choose first..."

"The Chiyue Territory? Hahaha, what a good place. It is said that the centaurs in the short hills and hills like to plunder human property the most.

The owner of the last Chiyue territory seemed to be chopped into meat sauce by centaur five years ago, right?Poor Prince Aenos, within a few days after he got the territory, he might become food for centaurs..."

"The Chiyue Territory is still close to the sea, and the Murloc Empire has been attacking our coastal cities recently, surrounded by centaurs and murlocs... Hahaha, I wouldn't dare to go to this territory even if it was given to me..."

After the formal entrustment ceremony, Enos became the laughing stock again.

Everyone is laughing at his overreaching, and at the same time laughing at the tragic experience he is about to face.

Chiyue Territory, that is the place where the famous lords of the southern provinces died.

There have been 10 owners in this land, big and small, but without exception, all of them died in their own territory, and only one nobleman who never dared to step into his own territory and finally gave up his territory survived.

But now, this humble Prince Enos is about to become a mortal person, which makes these nobles can't help but talk a lot, most of them are laughing and watching a show, only a few feel sorry for the tragic experience of this prince in this life.

But when I turned my head and was under the music and wine, I forgot the feeling of pity.

The sky is falling.

All hopes were shattered when the old housekeeper mentioned the Chiyue territory.

Enos stared blankly at the bright red sticker on the map.

Surrounded by centaurs and murlocs...

He thought of Gris' repeated exhortations.

The words of the surrounding people also verified all this.

The tragic experience of those lords in the Red Moon Territory told him nakedly the cruelty and bloodiness of this world.

Those who hide in the dark must dominate all this.

They want him dead, want him to die in disgrace to the royal family...

If someone was sent to kill him, then maybe he would attract attention because of his status as the prince of the Nolan royal family, but if he died in the territory, then he would only become a laughing stock, and no one would pay attention to a waste.

The sky darkened, and the luxurious scenes around him looked like dry tombs to Enos, lifeless.

The humiliated heart was hit hard again.

All hope is gone.

The idea that originally supported his revenge was the territory.

If he can have a territory, he still has hope, but now, that territory that is more terrifying than a Jedi has completely shattered his last sliver of hope.

Endless despair haunted him.

He thought of his mother, those gentle eyes were full of reluctance before leaving that night, she must have known what would happen to her that night, she must be.

He thought of the father whom he had never met in his whole life, who regarded him as a disgrace to the Nolan royal family, and he thought of the eldest daughter of the Onke family who was aloof and broke the marriage contract in front of him.

He thought of the brother Wang who told him indifferently in front of him that her mother was killed by the poison, and even the corpse was rotten...

He remembered the scene where he was attacked by a few thieves and forcibly abolished his spellcasting talent...

He thought of the girl who was full of tears, looking forward to and waiting for him to go back...

He thought of all the insults, sarcasm, contempt, ridicule, ridicule and humiliation he had encountered.

Weakness is the greatest sin.

At this moment, Enos is unforgettable.

Only power can have everything...

As long as I can gain strength, I am willing to give my all! !

Even my soul! !

The inner roar almost burst out from the soul.

The prince, who stood in the middle of the crowd but was ignored, gritted his teeth tightly, and a scarlet color appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Because the fingers were too hard, the clenched palms were cut by the nails, and the blood slowly dripped on the white velvet carpet, blooming a little bit of blood.

But no one cares about all this.

Who would take a second look at such a waste?

Enos seemed to have lost his soul, staggered, staggered, and rushed out of this still joyful hall.

The surrounding environment was like mountains, pressing down on his head.

Everyone trampled on his soul, trampled on his head with the soles of their shoes, and tried every means to mock and humiliate him.

A trash...a lowly prince from a lowly maid...

Nightmarish words kept echoing in his mind.

Enos forgot everything around him, he staggered out of the city lord's mansion, his eyes were full of ashes.

No wandering the streets aimlessly.

Puff~ After stepping into the air, Enos seemed to have fallen into a quagmire. Enos subconsciously got up, and his pupils without focus looked at the front meaninglessly.

"Young man, do you yearn for power?"

Just when Enos had been running for an unknown amount of time, curled up in a street corner, surrounded by people coming and going but no one cared about him.

A gentle voice sounded in Enos' ear.

His eyes were no longer emotionally fluctuating, Enos raised his head with his hands on his knees, and looked at the face in front of him that was hidden under the hood, only showing a high nose bridge.

"who are you?"

The sound was extremely hoarse, like the harsh sound made by rubbing sand on the ground.

Hearing this question, the hooded man hidden in the shadows showed a meaningful smile in his eyes.

"You can call me—the Eternal."

"Enos, do you desire power?

Do you long for eternal life? "

"Are you longing for revenge?"

"Are you eager to trample your former enemies under your feet, tear their bodies apart, and ravage their souls?"

"Are you eager to take back everything you have lost and make the world tremble for you?"

Enos's heart trembled, and the devilish whisper kept echoing in his ears.

It hit the deepest desire in his heart.

Power... Only power can solve all the problems now.

I long, I long for everything he says.

From rising to shattering hope, Enos, who was suppressed to the extreme, raised his head suddenly, and roared hoarsely with all his strength.

"I crave everything you say!! EVERYTHING!!"

"I need power!! The most powerful power!! Even if I pay my soul for it!!"

The huge sound echoed on the street, but the strange thing was that the pedestrians around were indifferent to all this, as if they didn't hear the roar of the beast.

"Even if you become a demon for this?" The cloaked man's eyes flashed in the shadow, "Even if you hide in the darkness forever?

Even if it becomes a dark life that enjoys evil? "

Enos's heart trembled, but he didn't hesitate at all.

"I! Will! Will!"

Word by word, firm and decisive, the tone is full of unshakable firmness.

"Very well, young man.

From today, you will gain eternal life, gain power, and get everything you want...

We will avenge you and help you win all that you have lost.

Even, we will put you on the throne of the Nolan Empire - let you be crowned king.

You just need to remember that we are—the Blood Race of the Holy Light..."

Chapter 334 The game public beta starts, a new layout (1.6 words plus a long chapter)

"Come, come, just baked honey bread, the favorite of the Lord Kachar..."

"Fresh cake pie ~ Dear elder, do you want to come and try it?"

"Good day, Lord of the Holy Light Blood Clan, may I ask if you need fried dough sticks? This is what the Lord Kachar personally taught us..."

"Idiot, the adults of the Holy Light Blood Clan don't need ordinary food!!

The blood we donate is the food of the grown-ups..."

"Ah, really?"

"Of course! We donate blood to support the blood of the Holy Light, and the blood of the Holy Light protects us with their lives. This is what the city hall said, we are one family, and every resident has contributed to the development of the city of Daybreak..."

"I'm sorry, my lord, although I didn't wash my hands when I went to the toilet just now, my hand bowl is still very clean, why don't you take a bite?"

"Bastard, get out of here quickly, don't get in your eyes, my lord, I swear to the goddess, my brother's brain is not good since he was a child..."

"Little Ke Suo, go to class soon, you skipped class again yesterday!!"

"Aunt Mary, good day, Goddess, your hair color is so beautiful today..."

"..."

Morton Misty, a level 17 shaman of the Lion Tribe, was walking on the main street of Daybreak City, when he heard the commotion around him, his eyes flashed a bit dazed.

This is the countless times he has seen this kind of scene in the past three months.

As a shaman of the orcs, he lived in the barren wasteland for more than 100 years.

Experienced death, hunger, war, plague, and encountered all the sins in this world.

But he never thought that one day he would be able to see such a weird and strange scene in a city.

According to legend, a cruel and evil vampire is happily playing with an innocent human child.

The hairy orc warrior is coming out of the tailor shop opened by humans, wearing the clothes that the tailor has made for him. The relationship between the two races that have always regarded each other as mortal enemies has undergone a fundamental reversal here.

The short, ugly green-skinned goblins swaggered past on the street. Instead of showing disgust, the shopkeepers on the street were very enthusiastic about these rich green-skinned aliens. Introduce them to buy their own products.

The dwarves carrying the iconic hammer looked proud and held their heads high when they walked on the street. Whether they were orcs or humans, goblins or vampires, everyone respected these dwarves.

The only reason is that the dwarves are workers in the weapons factory. With their own forging technology, they have forged a large number of weapons for the frontline fighters. They have made great contributions to Dawn City and have been praised by the city hall more than once.

No matter who can contribute to the City of Daybreak, he will be respected by the residents.

Incredible isn't it?The inhabitants should have respect for the dwarves for such a thing.