With a thud, a pair of flesh wings uncontrollably came from deep inside his body, and his muscles became stronger. The dark mist emanated from his billions of pores, making him look as terrifying as a demon in hell.

"This is... the power I dream of!"

Otto moaned intoxication, and the powerful force brought him an absolute sense of confidence and intoxication.

Fang Lei looked at all this indifferently, then shook his head.

Fang Lei did not intend to make Otto's power too strong, because that would break the existing balance.

Fang Lei thought about the layout of the real world.

East, west, south, north and west, each has its own vest to suppress everything.

Looking at the whole world, the world's extraordinaryness should start at the same starting line.

If Otto is allowed to completely digest the power of bloodline potion, Otto will have level three power and level four potential.

Level 4... In the power system that is no longer illusory in the real world, the corresponding blood clan is the blood clan's grand lord!

"So, Dracula's blood is not that easy to digest."

Fang Lei looked at Otto with an intoxicated face, his eyes full of galaxies.

The next moment, a roar came from Otto's consciousness:

"Damn slave! Damn traitor! I want you to die!"

Immersed in the spiritual world, Otto saw Count Dracula rushing towards him with a terrifying aura.

But I seemed to have become stronger because of absorbing his blood!

Seeing that he no longer felt that blood pressure on himself, he was just a simple and powerful Count Dracula, Otto was born unilaterally and rushed towards Dracula. The bloody battle unfolded in Otto's spiritual world.

Otto, immersed in the spiritual world, became stiff.

At this time, Fang Lei reached out to Otto, and a burst of starlight suddenly spread, blocking the medicinal properties of the blood potion in his body.

Then, Fang Lei quietly waited for Otto to defeat Count Dracula.

It is inevitable to defeat Count Dracula, because everything is just some spiritual attack, and whoever wins and loses will be the only one who will make the decision.

After a moment, Otto suddenly opened his eyes and laughed wildly: "In the end, I won. I am the future ancestor of the blood clan and the king of blood!"

Looking at Otto who was laughing wildly, Fang Lei shook his head and chuckled. You are still too young.

The next moment, Otto's face changed, and he felt that the power in his body was expanding rapidly!

And this kind of expansion is not something that one's own body can bear.

"Damn it! How could this happen? My body!"

Seeing his body slowly swelling like a balloon, and the ubiquitous severe pain, Otto calmed down instantly and quickly figured out the reason:

"Yes... the Count's power is so powerful to me, even a drop of essence and blood cannot be digested by me."

"Damn it, I should have prepared more."

"No matter what, you're going to be cheap!"

The thought in his mind quickly turned, and Otto finally gritted his teeth and rushed towards the old servant who was about to die, and bit his neck.

With the sound of gurgling, the old servant's blood was sucked dry by Otto, but Otto soon gave him some of the blood.

These bloodlines contain blood potions... No, it is the power of the blood clan!

Otto, suddenly began to consume his essence and blood, and completed the first embrace for the old servant!

Even because of the excessive blood and essence, the benefits the old servant gets are amazing.

But even so, the ubiquitous and severe pain made Otto go crazy.

He stretched out his hand and waved it, and countless black swords were shot out, instantly piercing through the door of the secret room, then swayed his wings and flew outside.

Watching Otto leave, Fang Lei nodded with satisfaction:
Chapter completed!