The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 779 - 0 Mutant

A glint of murderous intent flashed across Lin Yingying’s eyes. She had always remembered familial affection and hadn’t wanted to strike Lin Jiahui cruelly.

Even though he had hired assassins to target her, Lin Yingying had always endured.

This time, she truly saw through Lin Jiahui’s heart.

This son was as poisonous as a viper and beyond redemption.

Keeping him would only lead to endless trouble.

The members of the motorbike gang exchanged words with people from other groups, guzzling beer and howling nonstop.

Sophia exclaimed in surprise, "They are speaking in the secret language of the Blood Clan."

"The Blood Clan?"

The people in the car raised their eyebrows, these men didn’t look like the Blood Clan, so how could they speak their secret language?

Soon, on the stage built under a banyan tree, a pair of fiery eyes sparked to life.

Someone carried a table up onto the stage, which was covered with a red cloth.

As the red cloth was pulled away, a glass bottle appeared underneath, as big as a vase and filled with a crimson liquid.

The person on stage, dressed bizarrely with earrings hanging from the corners of their mouth and hair dyed blackish-green, shouted wildly, "Family of the Blood Clan, today we shall celebrate a magnificent festival. The gates of the Blood Clan will open wide for you, welcoming you to become true immortals. Drink this blood, and we can conquer the whole world. Ula, Ula!"

A crowd followed, crying out, "Ula, Ula!"

These fervent believers, some kneeling on the ground, were so excited that they began to cry.

The people inside the car, including Long Fei, finally began to discern what was going on.

It turned out, this gathering was for joining the Blood Clan.

Sophia shook her head and said, "Who is behind this? The Brukh Family seldom turns ordinary people into the Blood Clan to maintain the purity of their bloodline."

Soria said, "Yeah, it must be fake."

Long Fei focused on the noisy crowd around the stage and said with a frown, "This is likely real, the Holy See has attacked the Blood Clan, and the Blood Clan must react. In these few days, they are looking to expand their troops by turning these people into the Blood Clan to resist the Holy See."

The people in the car had some realization, having just heard such a secretive matter from Saintess Emily.

Chu Feng said, "This is probably a small group of worshipers. This kind of dark culture is very popular in America. I guess in a few days, the numbers of the Blood Clan will increase at least a hundredfold."

Ding Xue clicked her tongue and said, "Goodness, won’t this throw the world into chaos?"

Lin Shanshan said gleefully, "Who cares? It’s not like the chaos would spread to Huaxia."

Lin Yingying glanced at her and said, "The world is globalized. If the Blood Clan spreads here, Huaxia will suffer the consequences all the same."

Lin Shanshan chuckled and said, "Does this mean we’re going to see a biohazard crisis unfold?"

Sophia explained, "There’s no need to worry about that. Even if they become Blood Clan, they won’t evolve quickly and can only emerge at night. Exposure to sunlight during the day will react with the blood toxin in their bodies, which can cause them to disperse in a short time. Moreover, each person’s adaptability to the Blood Clan virus differs. The virus invades and mutates cells like cancer. Those who can’t adapt will naturally die within a few days to a month, and will never really make an impact."

Chu Feng said, "Exactly, if this method worked, the Blood Clan would have taken over the world by now. They are just desperately trying to create some pressure on the Holy See with this tactic."

Lin Yingying looked out the window and said, "Does that mean Lin Jiahui wants to become a member of the Blood Clan now?"

Lin Shanshan cursed, "The fool, does he think he can do whatever he wants by becoming a Blood Clan member?"

The crowd outside created a ruckus, and the person on the stage shouted fanatically, "Now, let us warmly welcome Baron Witte of the Blood Clan to come up and baptize us!"

"Witte!"

"Witte!"

"Witte!"

The crowd yelled, shouting wildly.

Dukes, marquises, earls, viscounts, and barons are the lowest existences in the Blood Clan, slightly better than Blood Servants.

Even so, when a young man in a black tailcoat stepped forward, it still caused everyone to kneel and worship.

He relished the feeling of being worshipped by thousands. In the Blood Clan, he was just an extra, but here, he was the noble these commoners looked up to.

The red wings on his back burst forth, and with a sudden flash, the atmosphere reached its peak.

The immense sense of power made all ordinary people look up in awe.

A crowd worshiped and roared in frenzy, and one by one, they took to the stage and injected themselves with the blood from the glass cups under his blessing.

This was no ordinary blood, but refined Essence Blood.

Just a small amount was enough for the virus of the Blood Clan to spread in a person’s body, quickly eliciting a reaction.

A line of people waited their turn to inject the blood.

When it was Lin Jiahui’s turn, he excitedly shouted at Witt, "Baron, I have a gift to offer you later, you’ll definitely be interested."

"This brain-dead Huaxia man!"

Witt snickered in his heart, patted his head, spouted gibberish, and hurried him away.

Lin Jiahui wanted to flatter him further but was rudely shoved off the platform by him.

He rolled on the ground, his face full of embarrassment.

At that moment, the pain at the small red dot on his arm, and the red glow in his eyes, made him feel as if the Essence Blood of the Blood Clan had set his entire body ablaze.

Unable to contain himself, his arms tensed as he roared towards the sky.

With a whoosh, his skin and muscles mutated, his melanin surged, and he grew taller and stronger.

Hundreds of people in the arena felt the pulsing of this power.

The five or six Rogue Riders guarding Long Fei were thrilled, shouting, "Satan be praised, they really have superhuman strength!"

"Hurry up, we will definitely become stronger too."

"That’s right, by offering the people in the car to Baron Witt, we will surely catch his attention in the future."

Within just ten or so minutes, Lin Jiahui was the first to mutate, painfully sprouting two brown wings from his back with a sudden burst.

The crowd was shocked, exclaiming, "Satan! This Easterner mutated so quickly."

"Look, he has brown wings!"

"How is that possible? Baron Witt has red wings; how could he evolve to viscount’s wings so quickly?"

"Satan! It’s unbelievable, he has evolved directly into a viscount!"

"One in ten thousand, could this be the fabled lucky one?"

Not only were they surprised, but Long Fei and his companions also raised an eyebrow, not expecting this youngster to have such talent.

Sophia and Soria said proudly, "It’s nothing special, we started as brown-winged viscounts ourselves."

"This Baron Witt is going to be embarrassed!"

On the stage, Witt stood there dumbfounded, his face full of disbelief as he looked at the Easterner he had forcefully pushed off the stage just moments ago.

Unexpectedly, the man had stepped above him in just one move.

The Blood Clan had been casting a wide net this time, forcibly recruiting these impure-blooded commoners into their ranks. The goal was to absorb these lucky ones, who would then receive priority training within the family.

Baron Witt’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, thinking that if Lin Jiahui ascended, his own end would be miserable.

Just now, he had thoroughly offended this Easterner who had just evolved into a viscount.

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