I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Although the Bloodline was fiercely loyal to Lide, this loyalty was not blind or mechanical; each member of the Bloodline had their way of thinking.

They would not hesitate to die in battle, but if one asked the Bloodline to pick up garbage or clean the sewers daily, they would do it, though their efficiency would not be high.

The sustainable development strategy was something that challenged the Bloodline's inherent beliefs.

So changing their mindset was essential, and the first step to change their mindset was to change their common knowledge and heritage.

"Father, why aren't the legends of other Bloodline like this?"

Frey stood up, mentally and physically shaken by the day's events, his usual aloofness disappearing at that moment.

"Child, because not all Bloodline are descendants of the Holy Spirit. Some Bloodline, like in human legends, were granted immortality and casting talent by the Magic Goddess.

We are descendants of the Holy Spirit, directly descended from the deities, different from the ordinary Bloodline.

In fact, we have a more honorable name, personally given by the Holy Spirit; it is..."

Lide paused, scanning the Bloodline below him, staring at him with burning eyes, and said each word slowly.

"Holy Light Bloodline."

"Our race name is Holy Light Bloodline. This name was personally given to us by the Holy Spirit.

Although it had been lost in the dust over the long years, now we have reclaimed our glory."

"We are noble descendants of deities, not those evil common Bloodline."

"From now on, all clansmen must remember the true name of our race—Holy Light Bloodline."

Lide's plan was not complicated.

The Bloodline's reputation among humans had already hit rock bottom. Mysterious, terrifying, and bloody were the most intuitive impressions humans had of the Bloodline.

Changing that was extremely difficult.

In that case, it was better to start afresh with a new identity.

Holy Light Bloodline, a name that sounded high and mighty... at least in this world.

Just like the deities in the temple, the God of Love and Beauty, the God of Fairness and Justice, the Light God, the Life Goddess—those names instilled a sense of goodwill among ordinary people.

The Bloodline could also adopt the same approach, using a high and mighty alias and discarding the infamous old one.

This way, the current Bloodline could be called a new Bloodline.

A brand-new myth, a brand-new race name, and a brand-new mindset.

The previous traditional mindset of the Bloodline, which disregarded humans, would inevitably undergo dramatic changes under these new legends.

By the time the Bloodline realized it, they would already be part of this new Bloodline.

"Holy Light Bloodline...."

"So we are descendants of deities."

"Goddess above, the knowledge Ancestor Crown has obtained is too astonishing."

"We are different from other Bloodline; we are the Holy Light Bloodline...."

After receiving this unprecedented information, the Bloodline below transformed from initial bewilderment to greater surprise.

No one didn't hope their ancestors had once held illustrious positions; this kind of supreme glory made them naturally and mostly believe what Lide said.

As for the remaining doubts, they could only be resolved over time. He believed countless Bloodline would fill in the blanks of this experience with their imagination.

In the legend of Glory, the Bloodline were lives formed unintentionally from the blood dripping from the wound of the Creation Sword when the Creator God created the world.

However, it wasn't until the era of the gods that the Bloodline was bestowed with magic power and immortality by the Night Goddess.

In the original legend, the Bloodline wasn't so great and did not have any outstanding features.

After Lide's revision, the origin of the Bloodline became infinitely more prestigious, especially with humans playing a part because this addition could make the Bloodline show basic respect and recognition towards humans.

Moreover, Lide created this myth to distinguish his branch of the Bloodline from other Bloodlines.

To establish a new sense of identity and pride.

Even in the future, when the city is established, and the Bloodline coexists peacefully with humans, an uncanny sight,

they could proudly declare that they did not kill humans, for they were different from those insidious entities; they were descendants of the Holy Spirit, children of the deities.

"But unfortunately, after passing on these lost pieces of knowledge to me, the Holy Spirit relics turned into dust, and this memory remained buried in my mind for centuries before being unlocked."

The Bloodline below gasped in surprise.

"Ancestor Crown, hasn't the Holy Spirit always been in the blood pool?"

"Could it be that the Holy Spirit in the blood pool is a magical illusion?"

"Ancestor Crown..."

Lide sighed deeply.

"The current Holy Spirit in the blood pool is made from Magic Crystal. The true Holy Spirit turned to dust a hundred years ago."

"Time has passed for so long. If it weren't for the protection of the Holy Spirit's last remaining power, it wouldn't have lasted until now."

"So, to ensure the dignity and glory of our ancestors, the issue of the Holy Spirit relics must not be discussed within the Bloodline.

Although the one in the blood pool is a Magic Crystal, since we know the truth, I will build a separate room to protect the blood pool."

Lide also conveniently covered up the matter of the Holy Spirit.

The Bloodline below fell into silence once again, unexpectedly feeling such a sense of loss upon learning the truth.

That was the relic of a deity, destroyed a hundred years ago.

The air was silent for a long, long time, with all the Bloodline immersed in the just-revealed truth that the myth and the Holy Spirit were false.

Frey was the first to come back to his senses, his deep blue eyes gleaming as he asked, "Clan Leader, what should we do now?"

The glory of the Bloodline ancestors made his blood boil, and he never thought that those humans he once saw as food were once comrades who fought alongside their ancestors.

It was indeed a deeply hidden history, surely buried in the dirt by those hypocritical gods after seizing the Creator God's divine position, leaving only false and ridiculous lies.

The fact that the Clan Leader could inherit the Holy Spirit's knowledge and restore the true history of their Bloodline was indeed the Creator God's blessing.

Lide surveyed the Bloodline, who were still immersed in the greatness of their ancient ancestors' deeds, with a serious expression.

"Since we are a new Bloodline, we must change our previous mindset.

Humans were once the assistants of our ancestors, and they might become our assistants again in the future.

Think about it: if we can possess a city as large as Green City, ruling over millions of humans within, how many Bloodline can we sustain?

Wouldn't we become the greatest Bloodline in the southern region, no, the Nolan Empire, no, the entire Glory Main Plane?!

And each of you will be a historical witness to the rise of the Holy Light Bloodline; you will possess unprecedented power and wealth."

His words were highly provocative; Lide continuously infused magic power into the Charming Skill's magic model without stopping.

It had to be said that this grand vision was too tempting, causing these Bloodline, who had never experienced modern company indoctrination, to instantly get lost in a beautiful and promising future.

Audis stood up, attempting to suppress the nearly boiling blood within him.

"Father, your idea is magnificent, but I must say, with our current strength, it is still quite difficult."

Although he had internally accepted what Lide intended to do, he still felt obliged to remind him, not wanting the Bloodline to see only the gains but not the dangers.

Lide did not mind, his gaze piercing straight at the other, "Yes, you're talking about difficulty, not impossibility.

But that is exactly why I initiated the change. I have a dream." Lide raised his voice, "I hope that one day, the Bloodline can walk freely under the sunlight,

I hope that one day, no human can harm the Bloodline, and no mage dares to hunt the Bloodline as alchemy materials."

"I hope that one day, we can truly become the Holy Light Bloodline, fearing no power, restoring the honor of the deities."

His highly provocative voice echoed through the hall, causing different lights to rise in the eyes of all the Bloodline, completely different from their usual look.

To one day walk freely under the sunlight, without fear of being discovered, without fear of any power.

What a great goal this was.

When looking at Lide again, their eyes were filled with an indescribable sense of worship.