Chapter 47

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Xiao Jie's injured heart was rapidly repairing itself. The Blood Spirit Sword had pierced his heart, quickly plunging him into a near-death state. The Blood Spirit Sword had sucked away ninety percent of his blood, leaving his body empty. At this moment, a drop of Yinxuege's essence blood merged into his heart, swiftly repairing his injuries and infusing his body with a massive amount of life energy.

Xiao Jie's body tissues underwent a strange transformation, and an evil and demonic power began to grow from his bone marrow. A majestic, noble, and supreme tyrannical force in his blood quietly awakened under the influence of this evil power. His skin suddenly turned a deep red, and flames erupted from his body, quickly etching countless fist-sized golden characters under his skin.

With a sharp cry to the sky, Xiao Jie's clothes suddenly burst open, and a pair of wings with a span of over three meters unfolded behind him. Flames of a shocking temperature spewed from his wings, and the sudden heat made Yinxuege instinctively take several steps back.

Relying on the Blood Demon Clan's essence blood inheritance secret technique, Xiao Jie was successfully transformed into a Blood Demon body!

However, at the same time, a mysterious and tyrannical force in his blood was activated, causing his Blood Demon body to undergo a strange transformation. His aura did not have the usual cold and bloody smell of a Blood Demon; instead, it was filled with the tyrannical and frenzied power of raging flames. His aura was so scorching and violent, like a volcano ready to erupt, full of danger.

"Blood! I need, blood!" Xiao Jie's body suddenly withered. The mysterious force in his blood was triggered, and his power was rapidly advancing. However, the drop of Yinxuege's essence blood was not enough to provide him with sufficient strength for his evolution and mutation. As a result, his body was rapidly shrinking and withering, and it looked like a small sapling about to be burned to ashes by a raging fire.

"Fenice! Sander! Blight! You finally have a chance to be useful!" Through the mysterious soul connection between the Blood Demon Clan's 'elders' and 'offspring,' Yinxuege accurately grasped the strange changes occurring within Xiao Jie's body.

Thirst, an endless thirst, was overwhelming Xiao Jie. His body was undergoing changes that Yinxuege could not understand, but these were beautiful and positive changes. As long as Xiao Jie was provided with enough blood and strength, he would become very powerful and possess terrifying potential and talent!

Ordinary blood could satisfy Xiao Jie's needs, but through the mysterious soul connection with Xiao Jie, Yinxuege suddenly realized that the blood of Fenice and others, who also possessed mysterious powers, would have a wondrous catalytic effect on Xiao Jie.

At this moment, Yinxuege's status in the Yin Clan was extraordinary. With a single command, not only were Fenice and the other three quickly brought over by Yin Clan warriors, but also nearly a hundred other young men and women with mysterious powers who had just been captured were brought over.

Xiao Jie, already delirious from the flames spewing from his wings, suddenly caught a whiff of a sweet, rich blood fragrance that was of the same origin as his own. He let out a sharp cry, and his four canines extended to over an inch long. He pounced toward Fenice's small body.

"Even uglier than a dog pouncing on food!" Faneburg appeared beside Yinxuege at some point. Watching Xiao Jie gnawing and biting on Fenice's body, he shook his head: "Is this your first blood offspring? Great Ancestor above, you need to teach him how to eat like a noble! He looks like a mad dog, not a member of the noble Stuttgart family!"

Yinxuege rolled his eyes and glanced at Faneburg: "I am a member of the Yin Clan!"

Faneburg immediately changed the subject: "Alright, once your blood offspring is full, take him to the city center! What is the Great Berlin City-State up to? Not a single powerful expert has emerged? Damn it, is the Yin Clan going to conquer the Great Berlin City-State like this? This is too unjust. Billions of civilians, how much would that be worth?"

Humming a graceful waltz tune, Faneburg tiptoed, moving in an exaggerated noble gait, almost bouncing as he led a large group of headless knights toward the Executive Government Hill. Along the way, countless Yin Clan warriors and Blood Servant Army soldiers charged into the Great Berlin City-State, and everywhere, ordinary humans screamed in terror and despair, and the sound of heavy explosions echoed.

In just a short fifteen minutes, trained Yin Clan warriors had bound a large number of young men and women, driving them out of the Great Berlin City-State and into the vast captive groups outside the city.

In the sky, more and more Hell Three-Headed Dragon Eagles appeared, with at least five hundred of them diving and screeching over this area. They spewed scorching fire dragons, easily destroying the fortifications built by human soldiers on the streets. A large number of human soldiers and hunters cried and fled in all directions. A very small number of them were publicly drained of their blood and died, while the rest, in terror, dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground, becoming captives.

Xiao Jie let out a satisfying roar. In just fifteen minutes, he had drained the essence blood from the hearts of Fenice, Blight, and over a hundred other young men and women. The golden characters under his deep red skin became even clearer, and a dense flame covered his entire body. Scorching firelight rushed to his forehead, quickly forming a red crystal the size of a baby's fist, tightly integrated with his skull.

Inside the red crystal, layers of flames rolled, and faintly, a dozen or so profound and mysterious divine characters could be seen flickering. Xiao Jie's emaciated body became much more robust and muscular. He raised his hands high, and his birth wings suddenly 'cracked' and 'rustled,' spreading out to about ten meters.

Feeling the extreme joy and ecstasy transmitted from Xiao Jie's soul, Yinxuege nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, Xiao Jie, now we are all family! Wumu, Wumu, damn wolf, bring your people over!"

Yinxuege's wings fluttered, and he nimbly soared into the sky: "To the Great Berlin City-State Executive Government! Chief Steward Yin Wufeng, you said the treasury of the Great Berlin City-State is under the Executive Government Hill? Alright, take us to see how much wealth is in their treasury?"

Wumu, clad in heavy armor, covered in blood from countless killings, howled and charged over. He excitedly raised his double-handed sword and led the charge, bringing Yinxuege toward the Executive Government Hill.

Just as they were charging, a sudden deep rumble echoed, and six golden beams shot up from the Executive Government Hill. As they approached the hill, Yintianjue, Faneburg, and the others, who were loudly challenging, were suddenly enveloped in a large cloud of silver-black mist.

Countless bronze-colored sword lights shot out from the thick mist, and over a thousand Yin Clan Blood Servant Army soldiers near the mist were silently shredded into pieces by the sword lights.

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