In general, the more incantations a person recites, the more powerful the magic they release; and the faster a person incants, the higher their own level of strength. Based on the recent scene, some experts have deduced Wang Yafu's own level. They believe that Wang Yafu has reached a level that is definitely not just "City-Toppling," but at least one level higher, perhaps even "Nation-Toppling." People at this level of strength are already considered the most powerful in the entire vampire realm, with no second superpower able to challenge them. Some of the less staunch opponents even started to believe in Wang Yafu's identity when they thought about this conclusion. After all, at that level, even the ancestors such as Cain had only reached a level perhaps half a tier above "Nation-Toppling." Considering vampires' extremely long lifespans, when Cain reached that level, in human years he would have been well over seventeen, while it is believed among vampires that Wang Yafu's age is definitely below fourteen!
From the vampire's perspective, this age is considered to be that of a child, and in terms of performance at that age, Wang Yafu’s talent even surpasses Cain's! Could it be that fate has miraculously brought forth someone who could surpass the ancestors in the future!? Thinking to this point, many vampires’ faces turned ashen. Observing the reactions of these somewhat immature guys, Dracula could surmise: Before the little sister here made any false moves, the opposition was almost scaring themselves to death. In order not to tip off any clever opponents among them, Wang Yafu's performance then moved into the second phase.
As frightening people solely by words wasn’t enough, even at the start of planning, Dracula had intended for Wang Yafu to demonstrate what she would do after the high-speed "recitation." Strictly speaking, what she did next wasn't difficult, just taking out her phone from her pocket and presenting this small object to all the family heads. "What is this shiny thing on the front?" The question was raised by someone, prompting Wang Yafu to respond: "Haha, you fools, this is a true magical object far superior to your treasures, and its forbidden name is—"
"Never mind what it's called, what does it do? That's all we want to know." After struggling to come up with a cool new name for the phone, Wang Yafu felt very hurt that the other party didn’t even have the patience to hear it again.
Deciding to teach these villains a lesson, she proceeded to scare them more seriously, creating an atmosphere as if an old granny was telling a horror story to her grandchild, speaking in a mysterious tone: "This forbidden object has many wicked functions, one of which is to trap one's soul in the dark abyss, never to be released!"
To enhance the theatrical effect, Wang Yafu purposely activated the camera function, aimed the phone at one of the family heads, and pressed the button. "Click." In another world, it was well-known that this sound indicated a successful photo taken. However, the family heads, subconsciously adopting defensive positions, had no idea about this; they simply went on to touch various parts of their bodies. Limbs intact, body unharmed, brains still functioning normally.
After confirming the condition of their bodies, just when they thought the little gadget wasn’t a big deal, and were about to breathe a sigh of relief, the sinister laughter of the girl opposite rang out again: "Soul captured! You high-ranking bloodsuckers thought you had some resistance against my treasures but turned out to be so easily defeated." Hearing this, their hearts leaped up again, rising all the way to their throats.
"Soul? How could a small human girl like you possibly have the ability to seize our souls?" The family head locked onto by Wang Yafu tried to hide his unease with a snort, but upon seeing the image on the phone that Wang Yafu presented, he witnessed his own pale face captured. According to Wang Yafu’s persuasive words: "The essence of this image is half of your soul taken by me. The reason it looks exactly like you is because a soul imprisoned in darkness often reflects the true appearance of its rightful owner."
"Such absurdity! Do you really expect me to believe this?" "A fool may not believe it, but feel your body and the longer, the better; only then will you understand the discomfort of losing half your soul."
Under Wang Yafu's deliberate induction, the family head, who was already suspicious, suddenly felt something wrong inside and out of his body. Although the family head who had "lost his soul" was itching to complain about the unflattering image that had been taken of him, not reflecting his handsome face properly, he was well aware that it was not the time to worry about such things. He urgently asked Wang Yafu: "I have no grudge against you, a mere human. Why are you so intent on causing trouble for me?"
"Wrong! I'm not causing trouble for you specifically but for all the family heads. You reject my identity as the new king chosen by destiny, so I have no choice but to bring punishment upon the ignorant." As far as extemporizing went, Wang Yafu's performance was quite decent, although her heart was pounding she didn't show any signs of fear. Due to the involvement of their souls, the family head softened his tone, less ruthless than before, expressing more gently: "Not disagreeing, I never said I disagreed, is there some misunderstanding between us?"
"Misunderstanding?" "Yes, yes, don't get me wrong, I'm not questioning the prophecy or suspecting your intentions; it's just that the matter is crucial, so let's wait until all the other family heads arrive, then we can have a proper discussion."
"Mm-hmm." Following this affirmation, the remaining family heads, fearing the loss of their souls, also nodded in agreement with that statement.
Dracula immediately realized the delay tactics employed by these individuals, and fittingly took on the role of the "big bad guy," issuing a final ultimatum to the family heads: "You have only two choices: lose your soul permanently, little sister, take action!" Click, click, click. Wang Yafu's fingers got to work, using the "rapid photography technique" on the remaining family heads; this behavior not only wasted phone memory but also added some unphotogenic individuals to the photo gallery. Of course, the official statement was: The presence of these "photos" indicated the fact that half the souls of the family heads had been taken. Under the psychological impact, at that moment, all the family heads felt a wave of stiffness, weakness, and discomfort all over their bodies. Out of a sense of unity as kindred, they were given one last chance to repent: "In the name of our ancestors, swear to recognize the new king's identity, or she will take the rest of your souls, eliminate you, and ascend the throne herself!"
To submit to a foreign girl, or succumb indignantly? At this moment, all the family heads were thinking: Once life is lost, there might not be dignity in death, so it's better to save something; as the saying goes: If the mountain stands, there’s no fear of running out of firewood. Ultimately, at this crucial juncture, the family heads all maintained silence; although their reactions couldn’t go any further, their tacit consent had been expressed unmistakably.
The anticipated effect surpassed expectations, and at this point, Dracula had gained the support - mostly coerced - of a total of nine families, including his own and the Duke's. Legitimately, Wang Yafu already had the qualifications to ascend to the throne, but that was not enough. Dracula knew he had to seize the families' hereditary treasures, the so-called "Thirteen Blood Artifacts," before they could change their minds.
Only by taking away the "artifacts" of each family could the seven families be prevented from resisting, forced to become like mobile blood bags, ready to be exploited. Thinking of what had to be done, Dracula, utilizing the intimidation of Wang Yafu and his own formidable strength, made his move on the members of the families present.
Not all the family heads had the interest in carrying their ancestral treasures all the time; nevertheless, despite this, Dracula managed to snatch five artifacts from the present family heads. The first artifact was called the "Punishment Axe," capable of increasing the wielder's strength tenfold but causing incessant bleeding until all the blood in the body ran dry.
The second artifact was the "Venom Bottle," into which the owner's blood was dripped, inducing a transformation within the bottle. Once the owner drank the transformed blood, their bloodline would change, turning them into a terrifying and aggressive monster, with amplified abilities; the downside was that the subject would completely degrade into pure animals within a few days.
The third artifact was the "Bone Harp," capable of producing sounds with special magical powers that would cause fatigue in the listener's body; however, a drawback was the harpist's fingernails would elongate, and every night during bedtime, their brain would echo the sound of fingernails being scraped.
The fourth artifact was the "Spirit Staff," initially belonging to another race, possessing the power to heal the user, even to the point of reviving the dead, but only effective on races not containing magic within their bodies; in other words, if used by a magic or vampire race, it would cause a reverse healing effect, from health to near-death, accurately described as going from "health to dying."
The final artifact was the "Soul Ring," said to make males incredibly handsome and females irresistibly beautiful when worn; the only side effect was to drastically enhance the holder’s desires.
"All of these… they're all useless junk!" Upon understanding the purposes of the artifacts, Dracula nearly felt the urge to throw the useless items on the ground in frustration!
