The night gradually darkened.
In the dark tent, a few rows of candles were trying their best to burn themselves, barely managing to push open the darkness.
Under the illumination of the candlelight, a bloody mist surrounded the coffin in the center of the tent, rising into the air.
Within the bloody mist, Colin's figure flickered in and out of existence, seeming both real and illusory.
As time passed, a faint blood-red pattern gradually appeared on Colin's body. It looked like an arcane spell formation, but also like the trajectory of the stars.
Traces of terrifying aura were emitted uncontrollably, suppressing the flickering candles in the tent until they dimmed.
The thick darkness took this opportunity to expand without restraint, causing the atmosphere in the tent to become even more sinister.
Suddenly, two spots of light appeared, tearing apart the darkness.
It was Colin who had opened his eyes.
His pupils had turned into bright red vertical slits, emitting a cold light.
The light disappeared in a flash, and Colin also raised his head from the Duke of Saint Prospero, who had turned into a dried corpse.
He could clearly feel that every cell in his body seemed to be cheering in joy.
The bloody mist around him seemed to be able to absorb some mysterious energy particles from the air, transforming them into nourishing energy that he absorbed into his body.
The cells in his body that were nourished by this mysterious energy began to evolve at an accelerated rate.
His muscle fibers became stronger and more resilient, and his bones and joints became more crystalline. The blood in his body also surged restlessly in his veins like a raging tide.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Colin's heart began to beat rapidly like a powerful pump, causing the blood in his body to surge even more violently, even to the point of boiling.
The rising blood pressure caused all the blood vessels in Colin's body to protrude, wrapping around his body like purple steel ropes.
His muscles also began to swell due to the congestion of blood, quickly filling up the original armor.
Chi!
A pair of black bat wings pierced through the armor, slowly extending from Colin's back.
Boom!
The armor could no longer withstand this force, and it was completely blown apart by Colin's expanding body.
Fortunately, this tent was big enough. Otherwise, it might not be able to accommodate Colin in his [True Vampire Body] state.
It was not the first time that Colin had promoted to a higher level by sucking the blood of a high-level knight. Therefore, Colin was not too amazed by the changes in his body. Instead, he was carefully sensing the source of this marvelous strength.
His blood was boiling, his body was moving restlessly, and his consciousness, under the pain brought about by this drastic change, actually started to become blurry.
However, Colin gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay conscious.
In a trance, countless images, information, and memories flashed before his eyes.
He tried his best to see those images clearly, but it was as if they were separated by a layer of hazy gauze.
A faint murmur sounded in his ears, as if someone was whispering.
The blood mist rose into the air, condensing into mysterious and complicated blood patterns on the surface of Colin's enormous body.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With his heart beating violently, Colin's consciousness became more and more blurry, and his eyes became more and more empty.
In an instant, an unstoppable darkness swept over, completely drowning Colin's consciousness.
…
Crack!
A bolt of lightning tore through the darkness.
Colin opened his eyes again and found that he was standing on the peak of a mountain, but the ground under his feet was silver.
Crack!
Another bolt of lightning flashed.
Colin found a dark figure at the edge of the cliff.
The figure held a torch high in his hand, and the dancing flame became the only light in this darkness.
That person threw the torch down the cliff.
The red flame drew a line of fire in the air, tumbling down into the bottomless abyss.
Crack!
The third bolt of lightning flashed.
The lightning illuminated the entire mountain peak.
At this time, Colin found that the mountain peak was full of people, and he seemed to be one of them.
These figures all raised their hands up high and mumbled something.
"Wake up … Almighty … King …"
The sound of prayers rang in Colin's ears, but strangely, he could not hear the specific content of the prayers.
Crack!
The fourth bolt of lightning flashed.
The lightning illuminated everything between Heaven and Earth.
In the pitch-black abyss, a dark red flame slowly rose up — —
No!
That was not a flame!
Colin abruptly came back to his senses, only to discover that it was a gigantic, dark red, ferocious vertical pupil!
The place he was standing on was not a mountain peak, but the head of a giant beast!
In the darkness, lightning flashed in the sky, and Colin finally saw the scene in front of him — — it was an incomparably huge silver python!
The python's huge body was like a mountain range, stretching to the end of his vision.
Under the lightning, there were bloody wounds that were deep to the bone on the python's body.
The giant python's murky eyes quietly stared at Colin, and in the dark red vertical pupil, Colin's face was reflected.
It seemed to want to say something.
But Colin could not receive any information.
He could only see the python's helplessness, old age, and sadness from its single eye …
It was like an old king who had reached the end of his road, and was looking forward to a successor who could replace him — —
A new king.
Boom!
The last bolt of lightning flashed by.
Everything returned to the boundless darkness.
The silver python's vertical pupil also disappeared.
But Colin could still vaguely hear whispers echoing in his ears, maybe the python was trying to say something to him.
Unfortunately, he could not hear it clearly.
… …
Outside the tent, Knight Roger heard the noise and quickly walked over, but he was blocked by a blood thrall.
"What happened to the count?"
The blood thrall did not answer, and only quietly stood in front of Knight Roger.
"Even I can't go in?"
Knight Roger asked angrily.
But the blood thrall in front of him was still unmoved.
Knight Roger knew that these people were Count Angele's personal guards. They had a mysterious background, but they were all very strong, and they fought bravely without fear of death.
If he did not know that these personal guards would not betray Count Angele, Knight Roger might have already forced his way in.
At this moment, the indistinct murmurs in the tent stopped abruptly, but then, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly erupted, like a surging wave that swept through the entire camp.
Knight Roger, who was the closest to the tent, felt this pressure the most. If he did not feel the strong holy light energy and the familiar aura of Count Angele, he might have already drawn his sword.
"Count … …"
While Knight Roger was anxiously waiting, one of the personal guards outside the tent seemed to have been summoned, and he turned around and walked in.
Not long after, he saw Colin walk out in large strides.
"Count, are you alright?" Knight Roger hurriedly stepped forward and bowed. At the same time, he also noticed that the armor Count Angele was wearing seemed to be that of the personal guard who just walked into the tent … …
But he did not dare to ask too much, and only hid this doubt in the bottom of his heart.
"Is there anything to eat?" Colin opened his mouth and asked. His eyes flashed red from time to time, and his body was still emitting holy light energy. It seemed that he was unable to perfectly control the sudden increase in power.
"Of course there is. Please wait a moment! " Knight Roger raised his head and felt the surging power on Colin's body. He could not help but ask, "Count, have you advanced to rank 6?"
Colin nodded and looked in the direction of White Dew City.
"Yes."
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