I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Blood Purification, as the name implies, purifies the bloodline, perfects it, and ultimately enhances the potential of the bloodline.

This Divine Art had an extraordinary effect on Cap Lion, but when applied to Withere Bone, subtle changes occurred.

The structure of Undead Life is very unique—they lack the physical bodies of normal lives, and for this reason, the Divine Art directly affected the soul of Withered Bone.

Lide found this scene quite intriguing.

The ethereal blue Soul Fire surged along with the influx of the Power of Faith, swelling like it had ingested a tonic. Then some rules were supplemented by the Divine Art, and began to slowly transform.

Withered Bone, however, wouldn't stop chattering even under these circumstances.

"I feel like my soul is taking flight, Master..."

"Something's burrowing inside..."

"Oh~ praise You, You're really incredible..."

Lide's eyelids twitched at the babbling. What was this idiot ranting about? Finally, he could bear it no longer.

"Shut up!!"

After that outburst, Withered Bone shuddered with fright and dared not make another peep, its hollow eyes casting a somewhat aggrieved glance at Lide...as if chastised by its master like a misbehaving dog.

Free of interference, Lide immediately became calm and quiet, keenly experiencing the changes in both individuals after the release of the Divine Art.

The Divine Position of Blood is very neutral. It is neither evil nor good, but a complement to the rules of life.

The Divine Art of Blood Purification is designed to repair the flaws of life, enabling it to reach a more perfect state.

As Withered Bone belonged to Undead Life, its life rules were inherently incomplete, and the ability to revive was far from having the comprehensive rules of normal life.

This was why Undead converted from corpses were generally weaker than normal lives at the same Level—it's because life rules had changed.

Becoming Undead meant the transition from normal rules to aberrant ones. Although they could still survive in another form, they had already diverged greatly from normal life.

However, after administering the Divine Art to both, Lide unexpectedly found that what he had assumed would be a major effect on Cap Lion and a minor effect on Withered Bone was not the case.

In the end, though Cap Lion, being a normal life, merely had his standard powers supplemented, and the enhancement he received was significant but within acceptable limits.

In contrast, Withered Bone, whose life rules were flawed, experienced an outburst of momentum like a dam releasing the floodwaters after being supplemented, receiving an enhancement far exceeding that of Cap Lion.

Ultimately, Withered Bone even underwent a significant mutation. Its Soul Fire, guided by the Power of Faith, traced like long blue threads, starting to circulate anew through that skeletal body, forming soul pathways akin to blood vessels.

Though unable to regain a flesh and blood body, the completion of the rules resulted in a new set of rules accommodating Undead survival.

The final result was that after Blood Purification, Cap Lion had consumed 500,000 Power of Faith whereas Withered Bone had an exaggerated 1,500,000 expenditure, a full three times that of Cap Lion.

Sensing the transformation in the aura of the two, Lide nodded with satisfaction and without hesitation, began to cast the second Divine Art—Faith Enhancement.

As one of the core Divine Arts, the effect of Faith Enhancement was unquestionable, and this time, he spared no expense in elevating both of them to Legendary.

Such was the arrogance afforded by ample Power of Faith.

The external war of Dawn Sect was about to commence, and the stronger the forces in his hands, the more leverage he held.

After all, he could not manage all the territories alone; most of the time, he would need his subordinates to resolve conflicts and fights.

Tens of millions of Dark Faith Power gave Lide solid confidence, his hands now like the mighty river in the rainy season—robust, broad, and majestic.

Rushing toward the two individuals.

The soldiers guarding around the City Hall and even the residents walking on the streets felt the ferocity of that power at this moment, and all turned their heads toward the garden behind City Hall.

Although the scene inside was obscured by high walls and greenery, an inexplicable dread arose in everyone's heart.

As if inside, a giant dragon that could rip apart heavens and earth was rearing its head and roaring, its mighty presence like a collapsing mountain, involuntarily making one aware of their own insignificance.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes...it wasn't until after three Sunshine Hours had passed that Lide finally withdrew his hands from the two.

At that moment, only 200,000 of the Dark Faith Power remained on his attribute panel—down from over twelve million.

The Faith Power of the Dawn Sect also dropped from over three million to five hundred thousand.

The total was close to 15 million, one could say that this time Lide had truly invested heavily.

This earth-shattering power sent both Cap and Withered Bones into a deep slumber.

Cap sat cross-legged on the grass, his body surrounded by a golden power, the pure Golden Power enveloped him like a thick cocoon.

And the moment he broke free from the cocoon would mark the birth of a legend.

On the other side, Withered Bones was even more exaggerated.

At this moment, the chatty skeleton's body, with blood vessels constructed by the Soul Fire, had turned a blood-red color, as if real blood vessels had been reformed.

It was also suffused with the Power of Crimson, identical to the power emanating from Lide.

Even the Soul Fire within Withered Bone's skull took on a faint crimson hue; against the stark white bones, the dragon now appeared to be ignited by demonic flames.

Upon seeing this, anticipation flashed across Lide's face.

According to his plan, the three Divine Arts were to be released one after the other: Blood Purification, Faith Enhancement, Bloodline Assimilation...

But when he used the Bloodline Assimilation Divine Art at the end, he discovered that Cap, who should have been most suitable for the assimilation, could forge his own path after the purification of his bloodline.

In comparison, becoming a Bloodline creature might even impede the near-perfect bloodline he possessed, so at the last moment, he decisively chose not to cast it on Cap.

On the other hand, Withered Bones was different; the special composition of an Undead life gave Lide a lot of room to maneuver.

The Bloodline Assimilation Divine Art was extremely domineering, a change at the level of rules, and it spared no Undead… In the end, it directly assimilated Withered Bones into the Bloodline.

What kind of life would result from an Undead being transformed into a Bloodline creature? A Blood Undead Dragon? An Undead Blood Dragon? A Dragon Blood Undead?

He was actually quite eager to find out.

Two beings, transitioning towards a higher plane of existence, had now fallen into the deepest slumber.

Lide's spirit spread out, observing their metamorphosis through the Power of Faith.

He was also internally confirming his own understanding of Divine Position and Divine Arts.

This period of slumber wasn't short, and it wasn't until the next morning that the two showed signs of stirring.

The first to awaken was Cap; the Beastman King who sat cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and the Golden Power surged forth from his body, like an ancient behemoth descending upon the world, his golden eyes shimmering with a chilling ferocity.

He stood up abruptly, towering proudly.

The mane of this Beastman King had completely transformed into a pure golden color, and his body had grown taller, reaching three blades in height.

His strong muscles caused his clothing to tear apart, and it seemed like they were made of bronze pouring through the gaps, exposed to the air.

His eyes shimmered with compelling golden light.

His powerful aura made the surrounding air as dense as melting steel, making it hard to breathe.

At that moment, the system's notification arrived as expected.

"Ding~ Your subordinate, Cap Lion, has been elevated to Legendary Level 25, earning the title of King of Lion; King of the Lion-man Clan, increasing his intimidating effect on the Beastman to devotion, Legend Level increased by 30, and significantly attracting Beastman below Legendary to pledge allegiance."

Just as Lide's eyes shone with pleasant surprise, Withered Bones on the side suddenly spread its wings; the entire Bone Dragon shot up in size like a sprouting bamboo shoot.

Its wingspan grew from 18 blades to a massive 24 blades, making it a colossal creature.

Even more astonishing was that within the fire burning in Withered Bone's skull, strands of the Power of Crimson intermingled like blood, and in his originally white skeletal body, the Power of Crimson had reconstituted blood vessels with pure energy.

Under the aura of blood-colored power, the Bone Dragon appeared both majestic and enigmatic.

A Bone Dragon like none before was born.

"Ding~ Your subordinate, Withered Bones Destructive Dragon, has successfully advanced to Legendary, now at Legendary Level 26, and has transformed into an Undead Blood Dragon, inheriting all Bloodline traits, and receiving a new title—King of the Blood Dragon.

King of the Blood Dragon, the first Blood Dragon ever born in the world, the perfect fusion of Bloodline and Undead Bone Dragon, possessing not only the extraordinary traits of the Undead and Dragon, but also the formidable Talent of the Bloodline, Legend Level increased by 50.

Furthermore, since the Undead Blood Dragon was granted life by the Lord of the Dawn Divine, tinged with the essence of a god, it automatically becomes subordinate in the Dawn Divine, activating the Divine Position—Dragon (0.01%), Undead (0.01%), Vampire (1%)."

After hearing the system prompt, a flash of surprise appeared in Lide's eyes.

This talkative creature had actually gained such great benefits, the first Undead Blood Dragon born in the world???

Had he actually created a new race?

And what's more exaggerated was that this fellow had even become his Subordinate God, activating three Divine Positions all at once... Although the control level of each was very low, these were still Divine Positions.

Having them, even if he were unable to condense a Divine Status and become a True God, he would not be subject to the Level 30 limit any longer and could continue to raise his level.

Within Glory, Level 30 was a tremendous threshold.

For ordinary life forms, Level 30 was the peak, the maximum level, fully leveled.

To break this shackle, one had to grasp a portion of the power of the gods to continue ascending.

Just like the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel, although not a Divine being, they could surpass the Level 30 cap because they possessed Divine Calamity.

This was one of the Original Rules of Glory, unchangeable.

Hence, those who reached Legendary status would surely seek Divine Enthronement.

Otherwise, they would have to find a way to acquire some Divine traits; otherwise, their level would be stuck forever at the Demigod phase of Level 30.

But was Divine Enthronement that easy?

Before the days of old had come, how exalted were the Divine beings?

To peek into such power was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

And seeking the lesser goal of acquiring some Divine traits, which seemed not too high of a request, was suffocatingly difficult for main-plane beings.

That's why when the Olden Days descended, and the power of the Divine weakened to a nadir, such that even mortals could slay gods, those ambitious ones and powerhouses were so fervent.

For the opportunity they had waited for countless years had finally arrived.

In face of their inward desire and the instinct of life to pursue higher powers, the Dignity the Divine had established in the old days seemed so pale and powerless.

"My master... I feel a tremendous power coursing within me; I have broken through to become Legendary!!"

"Praise be to you, my lord, for your might is enough to dim the shine of the sun..."

"Cackle cackle cackle... Beastman brat? Want to taste the breath of the great Dragon of Destruction?..."

Lide watched Kapp, whose expression turned sour in an instant, and his face filled with black lines; this idiot, even if he became a god, was still the same old chatterbox, a habit that was incurable.

But being talkative had its benefits... If they faced an enemy and needed a meat shield, just throwing him over would definitely attract all the firepower... It would be simply delightful for covering the retreat.

Ignoring the Withered Bones who was arrogantly boasting there, Lide turned his head to look at Kapp.

"Kapp, how do you feel?"

Kapp took a deep breath, stepped forward, and knelt on one knee, his eyes brimming with excitement and an indescribable mania.

"My liege, I have reached the heights of the most Talented of the royal family among the Lion-man Clan... But this is not the end; the Bloodline within my body has become nearly perfect. Given time, I will surely step into the realm of the Demigod."

Moving from originally finding it exceedingly difficult to break through to Transcendent to now having the confidence to reach the Demigod level of 30, the change was no small feat.

Lide nodded in satisfaction. Cultivating two Legendaries with promising futures cost him fifteen million Power of Faith well spent.

One broke through to Level 25 and became Legendary, with fully unleashed potential and a promising future.

Another reached Level 26, not only becoming the world's first Undead Blood Dragon but also his Subordinate God, activating a Divine Position and possessing limitless possibilities.

Adding him to the mix, Dawn City would then have three Legends to stand guard.

Three Legends under one banner, before the Olden Days descended, a mighty empire would have no more than that.

But how extensive were the territories an empire ruled? And how many lives did they govern?

Therefore, Dawn City needed to expand its territory.

Whether it was the power in his hands, or the ambition pulsing in his heart, the lands now under Dawn's rule could no longer satisfy him.

His gaze settled on the attribute panels of the two, examining them briefly.

After reaching Legendary, all of Kapp's Skill attributes had improved qualitatively, one of which even derived a powerful passive skill comparable to the Power of Crimson.

Golden Power: Attacks carry properties of armor penetration, corrosion, scorching, and bleeding, and once the Golden Power invades the body, it will tear the opponent's flesh apart, dealing true damage that cannot be exempted.

This Skill, akin to the Power of Crimson, was a work of similarity in principle; of course, the effect when wielded by Cap Lion paled compared to Lide, but there's no denying that the Beastman King Kapp was now truly worthy of his title as the Beastman King.

A Level 25 Legendary, previously within the Beastman Empire, was also a top three entity.

Compared to Kapp, Withered Bone's skills were even more splendid.

Not only were all his skills elevated to Legendary Level, but he also acquired the Power of Crimson, Lide's most favored passive skill, and was even granted an extremely powerful Talent—Undead Blood Dragon.

Undead Blood Dragon: 1) Able to absorb fresh blood and Death Energy to heal bodily injuries, and as long as the Soul Fire isn't completely extinguished, even if the body is destroyed, it can fully recover to its peak.

2) Can leave a soul mark within a blood pool, which allows resurrection in the blood pool if slain, with a cooldown of three months.

3) Can consume the soul energy within the body to transform dragon race life into Undead Blood Dragons; the transformed Undead Blood Dragons will be completely submissive and under absolute control.

Blood sucking for restoration, rebirth, developing Bloodline—these three points of the skill were simply remarkable; Withered Bone had inherited the strongest traits of the Bloodline.

Lide's face beamed with a smile, double happiness with twofold gain, he was thoroughly elated.

The Power of Faith expended compared to two powerful Legendaries was no longer unacceptable.

After a brief contemplation, he directly gave the order,

"Kapp, proceed to Dwarf Valley at once to confirm whether the seal of the Ancient Evil God will break. If it will burst open in a short time, lead the Lion-man Army to defend Dwarf Valley.

If it won't break shortly, return to Dawn City and join the main army in the assault on the Underworld."

"Widhered Bone, follow me to the Underworld and prepare the troops for an immediate attack on the Half-Elf God. That territory, which should have belonged to Dawn City long ago, now it's time to take it back."

The most likely areas to face danger, which also caused Lide the most concern, were the Underworld and Dwarf Valley.

On one hand was the Half-Elf God, who could threaten millions of Twilight Sect Believers at any moment, and on the other was the Ancient Evil God, who could awaken and break the seal at any time.

As for the Centaur God in the Dwarf Hills and the God of Nobles within Green City, although their danger wasn't negligible, it wasn't fatal yet.

"As you command, Your Excellency!"

Kapp's voice was full of vitality, as his inner strength was his greatest confidence.

The Golden Power began to burn within this Lion-man, combined with the majestic mane atop his head, he stood as a Golden War God revived from ancient times.

"Ga ga ga–Master, I can hardly wait, those filthy Half-Elves should have been turned to ash under my Dragon Breath long ago!"

"Of course, as well as that damned Half-Elf God, 'god-slaying' is such a delightful term..."

Withered Bone let out another sharp, eerie laugh, together with his skeletal body shrouded in the Power of Crimson, he resembled a horrifying beast that had just crawled out from the bloody plasma of Hell.

At this very moment, within the bustling Magic Industry Research Institute of Dawn City, atop the highest building in the central area, a graceful figure was gazing out at Dawn City in the distance, thinking of the soldiers busy preparing for war.

"This is the choice of destiny, the prologue of a new epic, and an unprecedented great cataclysm.

The decayed forces of yesteryear have returned to this world, overseers once sealed by the Creator God now looking down on the Multi-dimensional Plane once more, where shall Glory go?"

"This city, teeming with infinite Life Force, which I have never seen before, can it truly carry my hopes?"

The half-Mermaid Cassalina, draped in a white veil, peered through the open window at the assembly of soldiers in the far-off Dawn City.

Her exquisite face was nearly perfect, with deep blue eyes like the starry sky.

Her hair floated gently behind her head as if soaked in water, exuding an indescribable charm.

"If you are truly Dawn, then I hope you can lead this city towards a real dawn... Kachar City Lord."

The ancient language whispered under her breath was not any known speech, cryptic and difficult to comprehend.

This mysterious being, who had once guarded the Destiny Tablet, showed complex emotions an outsider could not understand as she gazed into the distance.

"Fate has taken everything from me, but I've never believed that fate can dictate everything..."

"If you can show me hope, I am willing to become the sword in your hands, to cut through the decay of the old days...

As much as, to sever the ties of fate..."