I Became the Progenitor Vampire

"Emi, the God of Plague has been killed, and now his divine country has become ownerless."

"I just discovered that the Land of Bone-Burying is capable of devouring the power of the Plague God Country to grow, and you should be aware of the significance of this."

Lide's gaze burned brightly as he looked towards Emi.

"The body of the God of Plague is among the army outside Risier City, and I didn't bring it in just in case, you should take the body of the God of Plague, which still contains divine status and the remaining Plague God position."

"Next, I plan to let the Land of Bone-Burying devour the Plague God Country to strengthen itself, and if you gain the remaining power of the God of Plague, perhaps it could speed up this process..."

As soon as these words fell, with a wave of his hand, the area he had just stepped into in the divine country rippled like water, directly showing Emi the path to leave.

Upon hearing this, Emi couldn't help but be shocked. The Land of Bone-Burying could actually devour the divine country of the God of Plague? Was that even possible?

The Land of Bone-Burying could be said to be the engine of Dawn City now, an absolutely indispensable core weapon.

Aware of its crucial importance, he responded crisply.

"Yes, Your Highness!" With no further hesitation, he immediately sprinted toward the direction pointed out by Lide.

When Emi had left, Lide took a deep breath, his expression growing solemn.

It was time to get down to business.

He extended his right hand, and swoosh - the Power of Crimson ignited like gasoline, bursting into flames around his body in an instant.

Legendary Ancestor Bloodline, activate.

Click~

Certain restraints were broken within his body at that moment. An indescribable ferocious power surged through his body, like the dam built atop a high mountain, unable to withstand the raging floodwater, and collapsing, unleashing floodwaters that swept across the land with unstoppable might.

Lide's presence surged out like an invisible storm, enveloping the surroundings like a category 18 hurricane bearing down.

Below, the Fierce Half-Ratman that had been roaring up at the sky was crushed by the powerful aura, its howling forcibly stifled at that moment, and its voice abruptly ceased.

The dignity infiltrating their souls incited the most primitive fear in these Ancient Monsters.

"Open!!"

The Power of Crimson burst out ferociously, accompanied by his cold shout.

The space rift connecting to the Land of Bone-Burying in front of Lide, now as thin as a sheet of paper, was torn apart by a large hand.

Crack~ Space shattered, with pieces scattering like glass, reflecting gleaming light in the air.

The shards struck out in all directions, creating a terrifying tempest of spatial turbulence.

The Fierce Half-Ratman below was engulfed in the turbulence. These fearsome Ancient Monsters couldn't even withstand a single breath before being shredded into mincemeat.

The air was thick with the smell of blood.

More shockingly, under Lide's boundless power, this rift in space had completely blown apart, expanding from just over a dozen blades to 200 blades in diameter.

Swoosh~

After the rift had widened, Lide felt a familiar power directly fortify him, his aura soaring anew.

Upon connecting with the Land of Bone-Burying, the familiar feeling of the entire plane's power bestowing itself upon him returned.

The terrible power even distorted the light surrounding him.

At this moment, Lide was like a Hell Demon King, descending upon the world, ablaze with crimson flames.

Mighty and dreadful.

Following the several-fold amplification of his power, Lide was in high spirits, about to further widen the rift, but after sensing carefully for a moment, he gave up.

The Plague God Country was now without a master, but it was still a complete plane in its own right.

To open a Space Gate here was equivalent to tearing a hole in the opponent's rules, and the Plague God Country would automatically repair the wound.

To maintain a Space Gate for a long time required the use of the Power of Death to resist the Plane Power.

A 200-blade wide rift would consume a frightening amount of power every minute. Enlarging it further, the current reserves of the Power of Death would not be able to sustain this level of consumption.

Realizing this, Lide immediately ceased his efforts.

However, he was already greatly satisfied, as the Land of Bone-Burying was now devouring at a rate dozens of times faster than when it measured just over a dozen blades.

He could vividly sense the Land of Bone-Burying gradually filling up.

At this rate, it wouldn't take half a month for the Land of Bone-Burying to advance to the next level.

The next level was Legendary, requiring 1 billion Power of Death.

In other words, by devouring the power of the Plague God Country, it was equivalent to gaining over sixty million Power of Death each day.

Over sixty million a day... it wasn't an exaggeration to call this a windfall.

Lide's smile grew increasingly radiant.

He even sensed through the Land of Bone-Burying that the power contained within the Plague God Country was exceedingly concentrated. If completely devoured, it could even elevate the Land of Bone-Burying to a Divine-level.

That was a hundred billion Power of Death.

If relying solely on the Abyss Pig Farming Plan, one couldn't even dream of such progress without three to five years.

But what was the current moment? The Ancient Invasion!

The Abyss Pig Farming Plan, though using the authority of the Dark Sovereign and targeting Abyss Demons, could normally last for quite some time without issue.

But under current circumstances, who knew what might change tomorrow?

If the Dark Sovereign gave up on invading the abyss, his pig-slaughtering plan would be directly obstructed.

So, the sooner he upgraded the Land of Bone-Burying, the more leeway he would have.

The Space Gate he opened in the Land of Bone-Burying was hidden in the mist, and outside were the undead and demons, tirelessly slaughtering each other, unaware of the breath in the fog.

After pondering for a while, Lide suddenly saw those ferocious Fierce Half-Ratmen in the distance and his heart stirred. He couldn't waste such resources.

Kill the pig, kill the pig, whose pig it was made no difference...

The powerful breath on his body instantly retracted, and then from the System Space, he took out a large bottle of Magic Blood. With a flick of his wrist, click—the Magic Blood encased in the glass bottle burst open, whoosh—scattering around like raindrops.

Then he took out another bottle and placed it underground in the Land of Bone-Burying, but this bottle was not shattered, merely the lid was opened.

The Magic Blood was genuine human blood, which, though fermented by divine remains to become a Magic Potion, had an even richer scent.

To Ancient Monsters, this scent was like a bright moon in the darkness, detectable from great distances.

Sure enough, the Fierce Half-Ratmen sensed the scent from afar and started howling as they swarmed in like wolves.

Lide had already concealed his presence at this point, his existence undetectable to the Fierce Half-Ratmen's level of power.

The Fierce Half-Ratmen, when reaching the front of the space rift that was two hundred blades in diameter, didn't hesitate at all and burst through it.

Upon entering the Land of Bone-Burying, the Fierce Half-Ratmen instantaneously detected the rich scent of blood.

How could the battlefield of the undead and demons not be bleeding?

These Fierce Half-Ratmen, smelling the blood, went mad and rushed towards the undead and demons.

Ancient Monsters were irreconcilable, natural enemies of life from the Main Plane.

The great battle between the undead and demons turned into a three-way melee.

Nevertheless, the Fierce Half-Ratmen were still much weaker than the undead and demons, so these Ancient Monsters were more like delivering themselves as food.

Seeing this, Lide nodded in satisfaction. He didn't care who won or who lost; as long as they died in the Land of Bone-Burying, that was enough.

Next, he added a one-way isolation layer in front of the space rift; entering the Land of Bone-Burying from the outside was unobstructed, but trying to leave from inside would be suppressed by the entire Plane's power, preventing the undead and demons from rushing outside.

After observing for a moment, Lide simply lifted the limitations, allowing the rich scent of blood within the Land of Bone-Burying to pour out into the Plague God Country.

The Fierce Half-Ratmen, smelling an even richer blood scent than the Magic Blood, immediately went mad and rushed headlong into the space rift.

In the distance, the flying Half-Ratmen also smelled the blood and started swarming in like locusts.

Seeing the space rift nearly filled with these Ancient Monsters in a short time, Lide smiled faintly.

This time, it seemed he had taken the plan of killing pigs with a borrowed knife to the extreme.

On one hand, killing Fierce Half-Ratmen to gain the Power of Death, while on the other, devouring the Divine Country to absorb the Plane Power, living like gods...

Exhilarating.

If the God of Plague were to see this scene, it would probably die with an unsettling heart.

There may be no more tragic divine being in the history of Glory than this Ancient Evil God.

Boom!

Right as Lide finished dealing with the Land of Bone-Burying, a thunderous boom came from afar.

He spun around, only to see a mountain peak surrounded by lightning, towering like the clouds in the center of the Plague God Country. Above it, a colossal sword shadow, radiating a lethal aura and tens of thousands of blades in length, rose out of nowhere.

That was... Frey had made her move!

The dark Angel Battle Sword still transformed into a towering sword shadow, pushing away the clouds, with countless lightnings entwining and silver dragons dancing wildly within.

The battle sword shadow seemed as though it had been forged from ten thousand lightnings.

Endless dignity was almost crushing the earth.

Even from such a distance, Lide could feel the terrifying aura emitted by the Angel Battle Sword.

"Is Frey intending to destroy the Plague God Country?"

Just then, the fully formed Angel Battle Sword fiercely slashed towards the mountain peak that reached the clouds.

The scene was unimaginably surreal.

No one could conceive the spectacle of a sword thousands of blades high cleaving a similarly enormous mountain.

Majestic and overwhelming.

At that moment, all the heavens and worlds seemed to be encapsulated in that one sword.

Crack~

With the aura of destroying stars and obliterating the universe, the Angel Battle Sword sliced through, and the billions of tons of mountain crumbled.

The Star River, as though severed by the giant blade, left heaven and earth shocked.

Hundreds, thousands of blades of huge rocks flew up like sand, flinging tens of thousands of blades away, then plummeted down, shaking the earth with the force of a level twelve earthquake.

What came next was even more astonishing.

After the Angel Battle Sword swept through, the mountain peak, touching the sky, was diagonally split by one strike.

The mountain fell, as if struck by a cataclysm, sliding down with an unstoppable momentum.

The mountain was so massive that even as it collapsed, it seemed to do so in slow motion; it was this quality that made it all the more breathtaking.

Boom!

The Plague God Country was trembling at this very moment, making one wonder if the earth would be crushed by the mountain peaks.

The entire process of the mountain's collapse lasted a full minute, and in the final moment it fell, Lide could even distinctly feel the ground violently shake.

Looking back to where the original mountain stood, all that appeared before his eyes was the slanted, severed form of Headless Mountain.

The might of world-ending destruction.

Lide took several deep breaths.

"So this is the real combat power of a Level 36 Death Blazing Angel? It's unbelievably mighty...

If the target of its strike had been Green City... by now, Green City would likely be in ruins."

Just as he was about to summon Frey to ask, he suddenly sensed something and sharply turned his head to look at the space rift in the Land of Bone-Burying, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise.

After the mountain was severed, the Land of Bone-Burying's rate of absorbing the Plague God Country's power had increased substantially.

According to the current situation, it probably wouldn't take more than ten days to accumulate enough energy for an upgrade.

It seemed Frey was not acting recklessly after all.

Swoosh~

Moments later, Frey's figure with twelve black wings unfurled appeared behind Lide.

"Lord, there are no traces of other divines within this divine country."

"No?" Lide turned and gazed at Frey, his eyebrows slightly furrowing. No other divine beings—that meant their initial judgment was wrong.

"Did you find those divine artifacts?"

His main purpose in coming here was to search for divine artifacts. It didn't matter if there were no divine beings, but not finding the divine artifacts would be quite frustrating.

Frey stretched out a hand and waved it, crack~ the space in front of her shattered, and then a grey-black, shining war hammer appeared in front of Lide.

"Lord, I only found this war hammer. The other two divine artifacts you spoke of seem to have been destroyed by the God of Plague."

"Destroyed?" Lide was slightly taken aback. "Why would he destroy the divine artifacts?"

"To forge a divine body."

Frey's words dumbfounded him.

"Can divine artifacts be used to forge a divine body?"

"Yes, Lord."

Frey nodded. "Divine artifacts are indeed forged from various special items, containing immense power and divinity. Through some ancient methods, it is possible to absorb the power of divine artifacts to replenish one's own strength.

Using divine artifacts to forge divine bodies may be rare, but such a method did exist in ancient times, though it has been lost for a long time. I only guessed that the other party used this method from the remnants of the divine artifacts..."

Lide's mouth twitched. This was just too preposterous—could anything in a magical world be illogical? Divine artifacts and divine bodies being related...

But if he thought about it seriously, it seemed to still trace back to him...

Originally, he had stolen the head and an arm from the God of Plague, clearly wounding the God of Plague deeply, otherwise, he wouldn't have resorted to such a measure.

Lide couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

What a prodigal act, to have perfectly good divine artifacts and destroy them.

Now, of the three divine artifacts, all that was left was a hammer...

Looking at the unremarkable iron hammer floating in the sky, he couldn't help but shake his head.

He, the Blood Clan Ancestor, the Lord of Dawn, could not possibly wield a hammer.

Still, he opened the attribute panel with some curiosity.

Forging Hammer

Quality: High-level Divine Artifact

Trait: Able to forge weapons of various levels, the higher the forging skill of the user, the better the forging results.

Description: The divine artifact of the first generation Forge God, it is said that any weapon forged by the Forging Hammer will possess incredible traits.

The attributes were simple, but its origin was extraordinary.

The first generation Forge God... that was a figure who could be traced back to the beginnings of creation.

Lide shook his head, a good item indeed, but it was completely incompatible with him.

With a wave of his hand, he directly grasped the Forging Hammer in hand.

After feeling its weight for a moment, he completely dismissed his last fantasy of the divine artifact.

For him, it was at most an indestructible club, utterly unable to exhibit its special features.

After considering for a moment, Lide's eyes brightened.

"I can't use it, but others can. Valen, the dwarf Forging Master, has already obtained the Divine Position of Smelting and Quenching and has even reached Level 25 Legendary.

Isn't it possible for this guy to forge me some top-tier equipment?

If a divine artifact can't be forged, surely he can still forge some half-artifacts?"

After a bit of calculation, Lide's mood instantly improved a bit.

Though this trip did not lead to encounters with other Ancient Evil Gods, thwarting his plan to slaughter a few more divine beings to plunder their strength, and he only obtained one artifact, it still wasn't a loss.

After all, the Plague God Country left by the God of Plague was enough to make him a fortune, not to mention this extraordinary Forging Hammer as a bonus...

Since there was a profit to be made, he decided to generously overlook the prodigal behavior of the God of Plague.

Then, as if remembering something, Lide looked at Frey with curiosity.

"Frey, why did you need to sever that mountain peak just now? Were the Divine Artifacts hidden within the mountain?"

The move that the Death Blazing Angel had just executed had indeed shocked him.

A sword shadow as tall as ten thousand blades—that was truly an exaggeration.

"Your Majesty, that mountain peak is the core of the Divine Country. Once destroyed, the rules of the Divine Country will descend into Chaos, and perhaps in the midst of that Chaos there might be a chance to find the Plane Stone..."

Destroying the mountain resulted in a disruption of the rules? Lide then understood; no wonder the Land of Bone-Burying's absorption speed had increased.

"Did you find the Plane Stone?"

"No, the power contained within the Plague God Country is too vast, and I cannot sense the Plane Stone when it is protected by the rules."

Frey shook her head; although she had reached Level 36, the Plague God Country was a complete Plane, and the power it contained was extremely exaggerated.

"However, if you allow me to destroy this Plane, then I am confident I can find it..."

Though the power of the Plague God Country was immense, nobody was mobilizing it, so Frey was absolutely confident she could shatter this Divine Country.

Lide's mouth twitched at the corner. Destroy this Plane? Wouldn't that be a huge loss for him?

"This Plane now belongs to us as the spoils of war. The Land of Bone-Burying is growing stronger by absorbing the power of the Plague God Country. Not only should it not be destroyed now, but we must also protect it well."

"I shall follow your orders, Sovereign." Frey replied respectfully and then fell silent.

After transforming from a Twelve-winged Blazing Angel to a Death Blazing Angel, Frey's personality had changed significantly and now she had become very quiet.

Lide didn't mind this change. After being eroded by the Power of Death, maintaining the same demeanor would have been a myth.

He turned his head to glance at the Plague God Country. With things having progressed to this extent, the issue with the God of Plague was thoroughly resolved.

From the initial news about an Ancient Evil God being sealed in Risier City to completely killing this Ancient Evil God, more than two years had passed...

This made him somewhat emotional.

Just as he was about to leave the Plague God Country, ripples emerged from the connection to the Main Plane, and then Emi's figure appeared before him.

This once blasphemer, who now held the transcendent power of the Plague God Position, was carrying the corpse of a Half-rat man as tall as herself.

"Your Majesty, I have retrieved the body of the God of Plague..."

Excitement flickered in Emi's eyes; he could feel his body's craving for the power of the God of Plague.

Especially for the Plague God Position, that was power of the same origin.

Lide nodded; he had kept the body of the God of Plague precisely so Emi could attain a greater enhancement, and naturally, he would not be stingy.

He held great expectations for the Plague God Position.

"Well, this Divine Body is now yours to handle.

Frey, go and get Frey and Cap to come in and take over here. The Plague God Country just needs guarding to prevent outsiders from interrupting the Land of Bone-Burying's absorption. Those Fierce Half-Ratmen don't need too much attention."

"I'll return to Dawn City. You will stay here and stand guard in the meantime."

"As you command, Sovereign."

After Lide gave his instructions, he didn't hesitate, returning to the Land of Bone-Burying through a space rift with Emi.

Emi went straight down to the depths underground upon reaching the Land of Bone-Burying to begin absorbing the Divine Body's power.

Lide, however, directly appeared at the weapons factory in Dawn City through the Land of Bone-Burying.

Transferring from Risier City thousands of miles away direct to Dawn City, this spatial voyage was indeed a great time-saver.

Looking at the bustling weapons factory with people coming and going, Lide was very pleased.

He had gone through a lot of effort to bring the Dwarfs back to Dawn City. Over the years, although the proportion of Dwarfs in the weapons factory had become very small, their role was absolutely irreplaceable.

He walked into the weapons factory, carrying the Forging Hammer in hand.

A few minutes later, the Dwarf Forging Master Valen was sobbing with the Forging Hammer in hand and refused to let go, ultimately swearing to forge the best Equipment for Lide.

This was a Divine Artifact lost by the Dwarfs for tens of millions of years, their most treasured item. Lide had not expected to retrieve it.

When the other Dwarfs heard the news that the Forging Hammer had been found, they were no better than Valen, and a chorus of wails engulfed the weapons factory.

Lide watched, his mouth twitching uncontrollably. A bunch of Dwarfs with long beards were crying with snot and tears flowing, the scene was truly unsightly. If they were Elves, he might have been willing to watch for a while.

He quickly found an excuse to leave—too eyesore.

As soon as he returned to his office, Harrison, sensing his presence, quickly knocked on the door and entered.

The City Hall Council Chairman's first words upon seeing Lide shone before him.

"Your Majesty, the Crimson Mage Tower has just sent a message. Your teacher has sent you a letter, saying that shards of the Destiny Tablet have been discovered in Nolan Capital..."

He finished speaking with a somewhat strange expression, hesitating a bit.

"Your teacher also said he's found three very suitable ladies to become your wives, and he has successfully persuaded two of them already..."

Three... three?!?!

Lide's face was lined with incredulity.

What was that unkempt old man doing in Nolan Capital all this time?

Finding brides for him, or was that just an excuse for touring the red-light district...