Evelyn looked at those blood families that showed their original shape in fear. They bared their tusks and dilated their bat wings behind them. The power of curse surrounded them, penetrated into their essence, integrated with the darkness and increased their power. The blood of ordinary people supplemented the energy they needed, and a blood feast was unfolding.

O'Connor and Evelyn's sister and brother were lucky to get special care. The four blood barons guarding them did not allow other blood families to hurt them.

Jonathan said tremblingly, "I finally know what Horus's eyes are!"

O'Connor was shocked and said, "they are a group of monsters, a group of monsters."

The blood clan polluted the two gods with profane blood. The wolf head of the God of death and the Falcon head of the God of pull were covered with blood. Chen ang communicated the two gods, or even more gods, with the sun gold Sutra. Blasphemous curses continued to emerge in his mouth. Anubis's great anger made the whole capital of the dead tremble, and he lowered the curse, It is deeply engraved on Hong Fan who carries the pot next to him.

Then, the sun god RA and Horus, and the dark god Osiris also put down a curse.

Chen ang surrounded Hong Fan, watching the vicious curse of the gods and Pharaohs on him, and watching the powerful dark forces completely drown him. The heart in Chen Ang's hand maintained Hong Fan's only vitality and soul. Chen ang retained most of Hong Fan's self, left the remaining empty existence to the gods and Pharaohs, and used the power of the curse to change his essential existence.

This guidance is thousands of times more difficult than walking a tightrope. Chen ang carefully controls this huge power. Compared with the three thousand year curse of hamnata completely guided by the two scriptures, it is like an insignificant feather, but Chen ang still guided the ceremony on the right track and stole the power of these curses with his own knowledge and wisdom.

He recited:

"If the sun curses you, you will never walk in the sun, or you will burn like a fire."

"The God of death curses you. You will be awake forever. You will have no dreams, no sleep. Deep sleep is a sober curse for you."

"The God of the underworld curses you, and you will always be rejected outside the underworld. Your soul will have nowhere to rely on, wandering in the world forever, never ending, never dying!"

"Life curses you. Drinking clear springs is like rotten water and enjoying delicious food is like rotten soil. Everything is rotten to you except blood."

"You will feed on blood and keep company with darkness. You will never grow old and die. You will be tortured forever. Even if you are scared, the shadow will howl in the void all day. You have no shadow, no body temperature, and your heart will not beat. You are a rejected dead man and an abandoned soul. You are a blood clan!"

With the end of the curse, the will of the gods left here. The huge curse power of the capital of the dead poured into Hong Fan's body. His fangs stretched, and the huge blood bat wings behind him exploded. The huge dark power flowed on him. His fingernails were like sharp claws, and his pupils were extraordinarily red. He grabbed the judgment spear around him and ran through the gods of death and the sun, Blood flowed from the statue, but Hong Fan came forward to drink.

As his strength soared, the heart in Chen Ang's hand was as frightened as a Fuchsia crystal.

Chen ang pressed the processed heart into Hong Fan's chest. The strength of the blood family No. 1 Experimental body stepped into the rank of the count and stepped into the ranks of experts in the main god space. The soaring strength made Hong Fan almost uncontrollable. With the pain branded by the curse on him, he was torturing him all the time.

The bloodthirsty impulse almost made him desperate, but seeing Chen Ang's interested eyes and the fear surging from the depths of his soul made Hong Fan wake up again.

This made him almost speechless: "even when I was promoted to the count and became a powerful blood clan Allah compared with Dracula, I was still so afraid of Dr. Chen. How deep is the shadow in my heart? Even the unbalanced state of mind and Demons after the surge of power are afraid of him!"

What he didn't know was that Chen ang was curious this time: "I was going to take him down and do some excessive experiments when he was complacent. He didn't fall for it twice? Is it the intuition of small animals? Bats are also small animals!"

With the improvement of the origin of Hong Fan's blood, his descendants have also been strengthened, and the curse power filled the capital of the dead has also benefited them a lot. Nearly 100 people have been promoted to barons and have the lowest titles, while several old barons have directly stepped into the ranks of viscount, and the strength in Chen Ang's hands has expanded in an instant.

After this large-scale ceremony, the ordinary people who were sucked dry blood in the blood banquet also instilled a lot of blood energy into Chuyong and became the next level blood clan. Thousands of people in the whole camp, except a few left by Chen ang, were all transformed into blood clans with the lowest strength beyond the strength of fully armed elite special forces.

Terence, who was specially taken care of by Chen Ang's curse power, improved his spell attainments and became a strange existence closer to the curse blood clan than Hong Fan.

Chen ang looked at hamnata, whose curse power accumulated for thousands of years had been exhausted, and couldn't help sighing: "the big battery of hamnata has been drained. I want to do some special experiments?" he said so, but with this blood clan return and reconstruction experiment, Chen ang mastered the essence of the curse blood clan.

From then on, he knew the blood family like the back of his hand, and took everything from life to death.

In any world, Chen ang is sure to re create this strange life, which can be said to have insight into their original existence and soul code.

This is his biggest gain this time - he has made great progress in the school of dead spirits, the school of summoning, the school of deformation, the school of incantation and the school of enchantment, and he has gained a lot in biology, genetics and virology. This can be seen from the fact that Chen ang adjusted the blood family virus to enable the newly transformed blood family to walk in the sun, but still in a weak state.

In addition to the capital of the dead, which was scheduled to be included in his bag, Chen ang was full of harvest this time. The only bad news was that when imorton reached the climax of the curse power, he broke free and ran away. The battery of imoden escaped before it was drained. Although it was all premeditated by Chen ang, it still did not prevent him from feeling sorry.

What a good comrade imorton is!

He made selfless dedication and took the lead in Chen Ang's experiment. He dedicated his precious strength accumulated for 3000 years to the completion of the curse ceremony and the formation of the mummy army. He made a lot of dedication to Egypt's independence and Chen Ang's great cause with his bitter curse and miserable experience. Such a good comrade who sacrificed himself and was willing to contribute, let's go! Can Chen ang not regret it?

Who is not a pity, he just has no conscience!