Chapter 122 121. The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture is a coward!

How much source blood does Murphy still have? This is a question that only he knows the answer to.

He actually doesn't know what purpose this thing has besides breaking the blood contract and strengthening the vampire's power? But it is undoubtedly a good thing! Since it is a good thing, he must stock up on more.

At this time, facing Tris's question, Murphy blinked in the dark and replied:

"you guess?"

"You annoying little guy, your Lord Justice is asking you serious questions."

Tris was stunned for a moment.

But the relationship between the two that had just changed seemed to have returned to its previous intimate and relaxed state because of Murphy's joke. Tris let out a sigh of relief in her heart, and she didn't even know what she was nervous about.

The Grand Duchess snorted and raised her fingers at Murphy.

The two returned to the secret treasure house where they could isolate themselves from exploration and eavesdropping. After Murphy closed the door, Tris sat on a chair and explained to him:

"I'm not coveting the source blood in your hand, Murphy. The power-granting and contract-breaking effect of that thing will only take effect once in the long life of each vampire. You and I have both drank it, and its meaning to us is only

What remains is the instant recovery at the critical moment.

I'm asking you if you have source blood in your hands because it's relevant to the research I'm currently conducting.

Research related to your warriors from other worlds."

"Um?"

Murphy looked at Tris in surprise.

The Grand Duchess reached out and took off her crown and played with it in her hands. Then she stretched her body and returned to the lazy "disabled form". She explained in a long voice:

"Actually, my research on them started when I met them. After you taught me how to establish a good relationship with them, and by letting them run errands, I collected some 'psionic specimens' from them.

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Little Murphy, the technique you used to summon them into our world is actually not fundamentally different from the technique you are currently using to summon the astral wolf.

They enter our world like astral projections and absorb the psychic factors floating between heaven and earth to exist for a long time. After their own psychic projections are destroyed, they need to be regenerated, and this process takes exactly three days.

You seem to be very good at summoning, and perhaps your exploration of spiritual power can also take this path.

But we’ll talk about this later.

What I want to tell you is that since your alien warriors are special ‘summons’, they can also be strengthened by the summoner’s special skills.

Although their form of existence is more complicated, my research during this period can confirm to you that only some subtle media are needed to cause corresponding changes in their form of existence in our world."

She looked at Murphy and announced her conclusion.

she says:

"You told me that the key to driving your warriors to do things and discover their potential is the reward, so I ask you, have you ever thought of giving them the power of the Midnight Mother as a reward?"

"this"

Murphy clenched his fists and said excitedly:

"Of course I've thought about it! But they can't become vampires through first embrace. They don't have physical blood for first embrace."

"That's exactly what I'm telling you."

Tris stood up, moving her body and limbs that seemed a little energetic due to the return of strength, jumping around without the majesty of the patriarch, and said to Murphy:

"We can make them 'vampires' by weaving psychic medium, without having to go through the traditional first embrace! Of course, to do this I need a very special blood sample, which must be the kind that can resonate strongly with psychic energy.

And can be integrated into psychic energy to produce long-lasting blood samples.

I thought about using the blood of the Archduke of Sarokdar to do this, but after realizing that you still have a lot of source blood in your hands, I had a better experimental medium."

She walked up to Murphy, stretched out her hand to him, and said:

"Give me some, not too much, just enough for repeated experiments. My theoretical setup has been completed. After I prepare for the ceremony, I may need one of your warriors to volunteer to be a test subject.

But I have to say it in advance.

This experiment comes with certain dangers.

If their entity projection weaving process is disrupted to the point of failure and cannot be restored, this means you may lose a warrior forever."

"I can understand the risk. What I want to find out is, will our experiments in this world affect their entities in another world?"

Murphy said seriously:

"This must be guaranteed! I can accept the regret of losing the service of a warrior, but I do not want these warriors who have contributed to our cause to suffer real harm."

"Of course it's guaranteed! How can things that happen in the material world affect their entities in another world? Your basic knowledge of psychic powers is so unreliable!"

Tris hit Murphy on the head, rolled her eyes and said:

"Besides, I am a powerful psychic master, so I still have some safeguards in place."

"Then, I can completely cooperate with you."

Murphy happily opened the psychic bag, took out a jar of source blood and handed it to Tris.

But the Grand Duchess's eyes were looking straight at the gap between Murphy's psychic bag that had not yet been closed, and the flickering light of source blood inside lit up Tris's eyes.

After a few seconds, the newly appointed Grand Duke of Blood Vultures angrily jumped on the spot and cursed:

"Hey Murphy! You have emptied the holy blood pool, right? There are no less than thirty cans of source blood in your bag alone. I have enough reasons to believe that you must have more pure blood in your hand.

The source blood is hidden elsewhere!

This is a family sacred item! Little bastard!

Hand it over!

With it, the Blood Vulture Clan can quickly grow its members again without risk."

"No, I refuse. I have worked hard to get this. You can't take it all away so harshly."

Murphy kept backing away while holding his psychic bag, and said:

"I asked Palano, and he told me that the lost holy blood pool of the Blood Eagle Clan can be regained from the mysterious origin of the Scarlet Holy Land in the 'Holy Blood Seal' starting next year! You can go with us and get some back.

Wouldn’t that be great?

These are our private collection!

This is the holy object of origin, the real secret treasure! Who wouldn’t want it?”

"You, you, you! Are you going to make me angry to death?"

Seeing Murphy being so determined, the new Grand Duke stomped her feet angrily on the spot. She no longer had the unparalleled elegance and majesty of her just now. She said slightly angrily:

"Since the Holy Blood Patrol, in the more than a thousand years that vampires have existed on the mainland, there has never been a single bastard vampire who is as disrespectful to the origin as you are, Murphy!

I know you hate the rules and regulations of the Blood Eagle Clan, but the most basic respect for the ancient and sacred principles is what you must have. If you hide so much source blood and Lord Paying or other vampire clan leaders find out, it will be a failure first.

The consequences of asking!

We are blood vultures!

We have to do things according to the rules."

"But you are the Grand Duke, and I am the Grand Duke's heir!"

Murphy asked rhetorically:

"Aren't our words new rules? In the past, we were marginalized people and were oppressed by family rules. Now we have become patriarchs and earls and are still bound by rules. Isn't everything in between in vain?"

"You are still young and you don't understand. These ancient rules not only bind us, but also protect us."

Tris sighed.

She no longer mentioned the matter of asking for the origin blood, but shook her head helplessly and turned around, planning to pack up her things and leave her "grand public camp" to have a good rest and think about tonight's events.

Murphy looked at Tris's back as she packed up her things and left, and suddenly said:

"Well, Tris, you asked me to calm down and think about our relationship before. I think I have the answer."

"Huh? So fast?"

Tris is in a hurry to leave. In addition to really going back to do experiments, she also has another consideration: try to avoid being alone with Murphy during his "cooling off period", so as not to affect his consideration of this matter again.

"I think you should spend more time. Hmm."

What answered her was fiery lips.

When Tris felt something was wrong, Murphy's arm had already wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her whole body towards him. Then under Tris' eyes with dilated pupils, the young vampire who was only 19 years old in front of her looked so A

Come up.

Their lips touched together.

At this time, there is no need for any reply or language.

Murphy used practical actions to show Tris his re-established impression of Tris after stripping away the influence of the bonding contract and his final decision on this relationship.

too suddenly.

It was so sudden that the Blood Vulture Grand Duke was at a loss.
To be continued...