I am the Terminator T800

Chapter 89 I am the Terminator T800

Blood flowed from the holes in Eric's body, guiding along the blood grooves to the center of the next level of the ritual.

The vampires were in a frenzy; they had finally waited for their glorious moment.

At that time, Faith, who will become the God of Blood, will lead them to overthrow the rule of purebloods and establish a kingdom dominated by half-bloods.

Thirteen pure-blooded viscounts, bound around the ceremonial altar, watched in horror as they tried to break free, but the silver shackles held them captive.

The Blood God Ritual is not a secret among purebloods, but rather a taboo subject, and no one is allowed to perform it in private.

Since there are not many purebloods to begin with, sacrificing thirteen in one ritual, and the resulting Blood God targeting purebloods, wouldn't that be asking for trouble? Therefore, it is listed as a forbidden rule, and once discovered, it must be destroyed and eliminated by any means necessary to prevent a major disaster.

Blood dripped slowly from the groove in the rock onto the forehead of the pure-blooded individuals, signifying that the ritual had begun and they were doomed to die.

"Damn hybrid, you're doomed to die."

"You filthy mixed-race wretch, the Thirteenth Prince will not let you get away with this."

"You've violated a taboo of the vampires, Her Majesty Lilith will crush you, you piece of trash."

……

The thirteen purebloods cursed incessantly to mask their inner fear.

The longer you live, the more afraid you become of death.

In particular, those purebloods who consider themselves noble cherish their lives.

Of course, we can't rule out the possibility of vampires who become reclusive as they live.

Allen watched everything patiently. Now that the ceremony was starting, he was powerless to intervene, as an indescribable force was enveloping the area.

If we intervene rashly, it will surely lead to terrible consequences.

Thirteen drops of blood fell on the heads of the thirteen pure-blood viscounts, and the unease in their hearts grew stronger.

Suddenly, a strong wind arose, as if some medium had reached a critical point.

A drop of blood dripped from the cone-shaped stone pillar.

It landed directly on the forehead of Fes, who was standing in the center of the altar.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and a sense of oppression was spreading, as if a force from another world was invading reality.

Suddenly, Fess raised his head, his eyes widening as if he were receiving a blessing of the Blood God's power.

Boom boom boom...

Instantly, bolts of lightning appeared in the void, striking the thirteen pure-blooded viscounts.

The purebloods were completely bewildered. The lightning flashed and disappeared into their bodies, and they found that it had not caused them any harm.

Suddenly, their expressions turned ferocious and pained, as if something was about to burst out of their bodies.

In an instant, a Blood God Apostle, resembling a skeleton with bone wings on its back, was born, wandering aimlessly in the arena in search of a Blood God host.

The vampires looked terrified as the Blood God's apostle swept past them.

Allen was helpless against it.

The Blood God Apostle is clearly not a being from the real world, and it is impossible to kill it using conventional methods before it has a host entity.

Besides, I'm not a mage, so what methods could I possibly use to kill magical creatures?

One after another, Blood God Apostles passed through Fes's body, and the ritual was already at its crucial moment.

at the same time.

In his weakened state, Eric was no longer being noticed.

Once the offering has fulfilled its purpose, there's no need to care whether it lives or dies.

Moreover, having so much blood drawn would inevitably lead to certain death.

Even with sunglasses on, Eric's eyes remained remarkably clear.

What appears to be an ordinary pair of glasses to outsiders actually contains hidden secrets and has numerous functions.

"Toxins have been detected to have been cleared from the target's body; blood-burning agent will be injected shortly."

The notification tone has ended.

The protruding part of the eyeglass frame was used to insert an injection needle into a blood vessel in the temple.

The inside of the frame is hollowed out, storing the medicine that Allen had prepared in advance.

His breath, which had been slowly fading, suddenly recovered rapidly, even surpassing his usual state.

Ah!

Struggling to break free of the shackles, he endured the pain and pulled his limbs out of the iron spikes.

The bloody wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Face!"

A furious roar.

Eric leaped straight onto the altar.

At this moment, the Blood God ritual was completed. With blood-red eyes, Fies exuded a terrifying aura and looked at the freed Blade Warrior with a mocking expression.

"The real show is about to begin."

Allen grinned and said bluntly, "It wasn't for nothing that I waited so long."

After saying that, he took out a bag of sunflower seeds from under his cloak and started eating them as if no one else was around.

"Daywalker".

At that moment, a disheveled vampire leaped onto the altar, holding Eric's silver longsword, and arrogantly declared, "Let me have a go at you."

This vampire probably thought that the weakened Blade Warrior could be easily crushed by himself without Faith's help.

In the blink of an eye, Eric drew a silver thread from his waist and deflected the man's head off, then caught his own weapon.

"What an idiot, I seriously suspect he's a blood traitor, he just handed the weapon back to them right away."

When Allen sprayed, sunflower seed shells popped out in a loud crackling sound.

When it comes to eating sunflower seeds, Allen has a lot of experience. He doesn't spit out the shells; he keeps them all in his mouth until it's full, then spits them out all at once, saving himself the trouble of spitting out shells.

Fies glared angrily, clearly seeing that Allen was behind it all, and ordered, "Kill him."

At that moment, Eric launched a sneak attack, sweeping his sword across Eric's neck.

But in less than a second, Fess's head was back in place, and there was no sign of injury at all.

"I am now possessed by the Blood God, and I no longer have any vampire weaknesses."

In an instant, Fies was already close enough to throw a punch, the terrifying force sending Eric flying.

Meanwhile, a large number of vampires surrounded Allen.

They had long disliked the troublesome madman.

Allen pointed to the sky and shouted, "Look, Iron Man isn't wearing underwear!"

Where is Iron Man?

They're wearing Iron Man armor, how can you tell they're not wearing underwear?

Following the directions, everyone looked up at the sky, only to find a pitch-black night sky visible through the translucent glass.

Once he came to his senses, Allen quickly ran towards the side passage to escape.

"Chase him, torture him to death."

"That damn lunatic, I've disliked him for a long time."

"Drain his blood and make a specimen."

……

A group of vampires came chasing after them in a noisy commotion.

Before long, after a chase and blockade, Allen found himself in a dead end.

Allen bounced a few times against the wall, then said dejectedly, "Next time I'll cosplay as a 400-year-old lady, at least I can climb walls."

Numerous vampires blocked their retreat, and the leader said with a cold smile, "Why don't you run now?"

"I am a member of the Hag Clan, do you believe me?" Allen asked seriously.

Hahaha……

These words caused the vampires to burst into laughter.

"You think you're worthy to be our lackey?"

"I think it would be more fun to keep him in an iron cage and tease him every day."

"Letting him be a lapdog would definitely be more interesting than the Hag tribe."

……

Allen was very angry, and the consequences were severe.

Reaching behind his back, he took out two items and assembled them into a futuristic-looking gun.

"I wanted to be approachable and get along with you, but instead I was met with ridicule."

Allen tossed his bangs and declared domineeringly, "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm Terminator T800."

As soon as he finished speaking, an ultraviolet laser struck the vampire who was laughing the loudest, instantly turning him to ashes.

For a moment, there was complete silence.

(End of this chapter)