American comics: They're already gods of light, and only now do they get their cheat codes.

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After all, this is the being who is suspected to be the Seven Peaks of Heaven.

That person playing with a vampire isn't playing with him; it's divine mercy, it's an honor!

"There are small holes. It seems that your blood-sucking follows the biological rules of blood-sucking: biting the other's skin and sucking blood through the small holes."

Amelia had no idea why the other party was saying this, so she could only become more docile, showing none of the nobility and majesty of the three vampire elders.

"It's a pity that this world has limited your growth."

True fantasy vampires don't need to follow the rules of science fiction.

The biggest difference between fantasy and science fiction vampires is that the latter treat blood as food and will die if they don't eat it, while the former treat it as energy.

This also represents a huge potential difference, with vampires on the fantasy side having greater growth potential.

It's also a limitation of the world; otherwise, those legendary abilities among vampires—the ability to transform into bats, manipulate blood energy, and even the most heaven-defying River of Death—would all be possible to acquire.

"Keep watching!"

Amelia continued flipping through the 'book' in her hands. The later plot was exciting, with the moon goddess experiencing one thrilling and dangerous journey after another. But in reality, Amelia wasn't very interested anymore. She was already dead in the story, so why not watch another woman's wonderful performance?

As for the future, she wasn't very interested. Apart from the perfect blood that could help vampires become stronger, nothing else really mattered. After all, she was already at the top of the world and had everything.

However, since the one holding her in his arms and playing with her at will did not speak, Amelia did not dare to stop and continued to watch.

As Amelia defeated another powerful enemy and became a legend among vampires, she thought it was finally over. However, she suddenly discovered that there were still a few pages left.

With a touch of curiosity, Amelia turned to the last few pages.

The evolution of a vampire.

Instantly, Amelia's eyes widened, staring intently at the words on it.

The book, titled "On the Classical Advancement: The Theory of Bloodlines of Dukes, Marquises, Earls, Viscounts, and Barons," is followed by a large "X" (uninteresting and not in accordance with current rules).

Modern Advanced Version

Blood Slave: The lowest-ranking branch of vampires, a servant.

Novice vampire: Strength is three times the human limit, speed is slightly beyond the human limit, possesses the ability to recover and grow by drinking blood, does not have the ability to fly, and has the common vampire weakness of fearing light.

Advanced path: Absorb the blood of perfect beings/second-rate or higher superhumans.

Intermediate Vampire: Strength exceeds human limits by more than ten times, speed exceeds human limits by more than three times, recovers through blood drinking, grows stronger, and gains the ability to advance: fearlessness of light/acquiring weakened special abilities, combat power is less than or equal to the second-rate extraordinary level.

Advanced path: Gather the blood of powerful individuals and condense blood essence.

Advanced vampire: Strength far exceeding ordinary vitality, can fly, can manipulate blood energy, can transform into bats, combat power comparable to the limit of the second-class extraordinary to the first-class extraordinary.

Advanced path: Blood Essence Advancement.

Top-tier vampires: The highest rank of normal vampires. They can fly, manipulate blood energy, transform into bats, possess the ability to teleport with blood energy, and have greatly enhanced recovery abilities. They can fight against top-tier vampires.

Final advanced route: ?

Vampire Demigod: Wielding the forbidden power of the River of Death! As long as the River of Death remains, vampires will never die!

Shocking, unprecedentedly shocking!

Amelia herself was not quite sure how many years she had been a vampire. She had always thought she knew everything about vampires, but now she realized that she was only a 'novice vampire'.

In particular, the powerful abilities displayed in those advanced stages made her gaze fervent, and her whole body rippled with longing.

I want it! I want it so badly!

This is a true vampire, this is true power!

If one truly possessed the abilities of a mid-level vampire, or even a high-level vampire, what difficulty would there be in conquering the vampire race, werewolves, or even unifying the entire world?!

Not to mention, there are also powerful top-tier vampires and demigod vampires behind them!

Demigod, demigod!

Even if it's only half a god, that's still a god! Not belonging to the mortal realm!

Vampires can actually become gods?!

In an instant, Amelia's gaze shifted, and she looked at Baldr with intense fervor.

She knew very well that with her abilities, she could only become a mid-level vampire at most, because she had already obtained the location of the perfect blood. But that wasn't enough, she wanted much more!

She wants to make progress so much!

She wants to become a god!!

And all of this hope rests on the man before them—no, on the deity.

Amelia's gaze was fervent, as if she were looking at a god, and alluring, almost radiant.

"My lord, would you like to fully experience the unique characteristics of vampires?"

The last two words were emphasized, especially.

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it!"

Chapter 109 Is this fucking a vampire?

On a soft couch, Amelia, draped only in a thin, barely-there veil, gazed at the man before her with intense infatuation and love.

It must be admitted that Amelia knows how to arouse a man's sense of accomplishment.

Even for an ordinary woman, this kind of posture is enough to make a man feel a great sense of accomplishment.

Not to mention, this is a vampire from another race who has both strength and good looks, status and a great physique. In particular, his pale skin is something that Baldr is very satisfied with.

Fair skin is considered a beauty trait. Even if someone's looks and figure aren't exceptional, having this trait can still give them a sense of beauty.

Not to mention, Amelia herself has a top-notch figure and good looks.

With a clench of her hands, a drop of golden blood appeared in mid-air. This single drop of blood surging with intense divine power caused Amelia to feel a strong sense of discomfort.

But she stubbornly resisted the burning discomfort all over her body and continued to lean against Bader's chest, curiously looking at the drop of blood.

"My Lord, what is this?"

Although I received some rewards during my time serving Badr, this drop of blood is definitely the most special.

"A drop of angel blood can take you to the next level."

Amelia's eyes widened instantly. Angel blood! Compared to angels, she, a mere vampire, was like trash compared to a delicacy. And now, she actually had the chance to taste such a treasure.

A pair of long, beautiful legs unconsciously began to rub together.

Sure enough, clinging to someone's coattails and living off them is a million times more effective than hard work!

"My lord, I want it! I want more!"

After an unknown amount of time, Amelia, her body radiating a faint golden glow, her face covered in sweat and exhaustion, yet exuding an alluring charm, emerged from the room and casually beckoned a vampire subordinate.

"Someone, go and fetch Serena for me. If she refuses, I don't mind using force."

"Yes, my lord!"

The vampire subordinates now looked at Amelia with far more fervent and loyal eyes than before.

It should be noted that Amelia received many good things from serving that lord, and she also shared a small portion with her subordinates and guards.

Even her subordinates are not on the same level as before.

Amelia's eyes were deep as she watched her subordinate's departing figure.

As the one in a superior position, she knew one thing very well: the one inside was currently very interested in her, but she didn't know how long this interest would last. She had to add more leverage. What leverage could be heavier than Serena, the 'heroine' in the story?

.........

Under the pitch-black night, the drizzling rain added a touch of coolness to the darkness.

At this moment, atop a castle, a figure dressed in leather jacket stood with his cloak billowing in the cool night breeze. In the dim moonlight, one could see, beneath the cloak, taut, long legs and a pert, alluring, round buttocks.

Sexy, dashing, and aloof—a combination of qualities makes this death messenger incredibly charming. She is none other than Serena, the Moon Goddess, a vampire twice her age and arguably the most outstanding vampire of all time.

A pair of cold eyes were fixed on the area below, rapidly identifying the enemies—the hidden werewolves.

Finally, she found the enemy, took a leap, and jumped down. At the moment of impact, contrary to common sense, her body did not float down, but landed straight on the ground.

The next moment, he strode off and chased after the werewolf.

After a fierce battle, having personally killed more than one werewolf, Serena's cool blue eyes were filled with astonishment as she looked at her newly acquired spoils of war: a gun.

The gun wasn't anything special, but the bullets inside were glowing, and that glow gave her a strong sense of unease, as if it were a natural nemesis to her, a vampire.

The overwhelming sense of disbelief and disbelief led her to consider a possibility.

Those werewolves who only knew how to use brute force actually learned to use their brains, and they succeeded!

Facing a group of werewolves whose strength was slightly greater than that of vampires, coupled with weapons that were effective against them, Serena couldn't help but feel a chill just thinking about it.

We must go back; we must report this terrible news.

Just then, Serena's keen intuition made her instantly realize something. She looked up in one direction, her azure eyes narrowing slightly.

She sensed that there were a large number of werewolves in that direction.

One of the werewolves in particular gave her a feeling of dread; it was very strong, an extremely strong werewolf!

How can there still be such a powerful werewolf after Ruth Shawn's death?!

Or perhaps… she thought of a terrible possibility.

Is Rushairn really dead?

Suddenly, bang!

The wall was violently smashed apart, and Serena's expression changed instantly. She raised her spear in a flash, but the next moment, she showed a look of astonishment.

Because she recognized the person who came, although they weren't very close. Most importantly, he was a vampire, one of her kind.

“I remember you; you were Elder Amelia’s subordinate.”

The newcomer nodded: "Serena, I am here on Lady Amelia's orders to take you back."

Serena hesitated. Logically speaking, as one of the three elders of the vampire clan and the current ruler, Elder Amelia was the absolute supreme leader of the vampire clan before she abdicated and fell into slumber. No vampire could disobey her orders.

However, not long ago, Elder Amelia seemed to have undergone a strange change. Not only did she sever all ties with all vampires, but she even directly refused the inauguration ceremony for the vampire elder.

The elders, Amelia, seemed to have other ideas.