Germany...

Germany is already very different from the former Germany. Under the various propaganda of the German court, theories such as the lack of good and bad power have been circulated among all German classes.

There is no way, the skills obtained by Germany are all from the dark side.

Of course, this is not the most critical. The most critical thing is that the spiritual medicine that Germany can obtain is also destined to be the spiritual medicine on the dark side.

Under such circumstances, if Germany's power becomes open and upright, at least there will be no chaos in the territory, it is necessary to do ideological construction in advance.

Germany has a natural advantage in this regard.

After all, during World War II, Germany's reputation was just that, and they had the factor of accepting the power of darkness in their bones.

Coupled with German promotion, various media and soft articles, and even some small measures from the people, almost all Germany worship the power of darkness.

There is no way, the representative of the power of darkness has transformed from evil and ugly to handsome and powerful in film and television literary works, which is enough for anyone to be moved by it.

Vampire, werewolf, dark knight... These extraordinary existences are so attractive to the Germans.

The darkness of the power of darkness is of course not because Germany wants to publish the dark martial arts, but simply because Germany’s upper class is about to start cultivating its extraordinaryness.

Before cultivating extraordinary things, laying the foundation for public opinion in advance will undoubtedly save a lot of trouble.

As for extraordinary preparations, Germany's preparations are almost done.

To be precise, the preparations of the Bersmai family were almost done. With the anticipation of Germany, a large amount of virgin blood was continuously sent to the Bersmai family manor.

Then, with the help of technological equipment, the blood was secretly transported to the hollowed-out mountain belly and became the nutrient for Count Dracula.

Almost all common plants in Germany were secretly transported to the Bersmai family.

In the hollowed-out mountain belly, Count Dracula's weak voice kept echoing in the mountain belly that was used to cultivate extraordinary plants.

"Damn idiot, the shame of the vampire!"

"The extraordinary elixir has been born for several days. Can it be cultivated this time?"

"Idiot, if I don't provide me with extraordinary blood, I will fall asleep again. Is there any blood of the dragon? The blood of the dragon you provided last time!"

The ring was suspended above the pool of blood, but it pulled out a twisted shadow with two wings like a demon.

The shadow pointed at Otto who was kneeling on the ground, and cursed Otto in a contemptuous tone.

Otto was like a loyal dog, kneeling on the ground, trembling and constantly explaining:

"The great King of Blood, Count Dracula...the humble slave has done his best!"

"The current cultivation of extraordinary plants is quite smooth. Your magically polluted flowers already have the ability to mutate secondary and produce stable mutant forms that can be inherited to the next generation as genetic factors."

"Germany already has extraordinary plants!"

Otto reported flatteringly about German extraordinary progress.

Count Dracula's tone was much better, but he was still high:

"So humble slave, what is the extraordinary blood I want! When will I provide enough extraordinary blood?"

"Fast! One day! In just one day, those damn politicians will provide you with a lot of werewolf blood when they see stable extraordinary plants."

Otto suddenly looked up, his face full of humility and fanaticism: "At that time, the great blood king can recover and lead us to rule Germany and even the whole world!"

"A day... Humph, then I'll give you another day."

"If I haven't seen extraordinary blood in a day, you, a lowly slave, can die!"

"As for the order, the great king of blood."

With a trembling expression, Otto left the hollowed-out mountain belly. It was not until he came outside the mountain belly and was shrouded by the bright moon that Otto's face showed a cold smile.

"The King of Blood... You will soon fall from the altar!"

After a whisper, Otto strode towards the main building of the manor. He really wanted to provide Count Dracula with extraordinary blood!

Fang Lei, who was hiding in the void in the mountain belly, looked at Otto, who changed his face after leaving the door, and showed a playful smile on his face:

"I don't know how to be abilities and talent, but this scheming, cruelty, and forbearance... is in line with my requirements."

"Then... let's take a look at your methods. Is your methods enough or not, and others are catching the cicada and the oriole behind."

Having become the peak of the sixth level god, the global layout has basically been announced, and Fang Lei's attitude towards his chess pieces is very different from before.

Not to mention anything else, if it were the past, Fang Lei would never give up Otto, the blood clan viscount.

But now... the global extraordinary layout is completed. As long as the blood clan is not exterminated, it doesn’t matter who is the leader of the blood clan.

Of course, as the first blood clan he created, Fang Lei was willing to give him a chance to become the king of blood.

And whether he can seize this opportunity is his own business.

His eyes were focused on Otto, so that all Otto's actions could not be hidden from his eyes.

Back in the manor, Otto called his butler as soon as possible and ordered:

"Contact the German court and let them provide me with a lot of extraordinary blood."

"The blood is all transported to my basement. I don't want anyone to bother me, even those idiot barons, do you understand what I mean?"

He looked at the master who was now becoming more and more unfathomable under his power. The housekeeper saluted respectfully: "As you wish, master."

"Go down."

After waving his housekeeper, Otto carefully covered all the doors and windows with dark power, his expression became solemn from the mysterious.

"Success or failure is here!"

"After becoming the future of this world, there will be a place for me, Otto."

"If you lose..."

Thinking of the consequences of failure, even though Otto had made preparations countless times, he couldn't help but shivered.

That kind of blood pressure was so terrible that he could not resist.

However, this matter has been planned for a long time, and Otto has already had the will to burn his boats.

Carefully took out some dried plants from under the bed, Otto put on metal gloves and began to extract the essence of these plants with his own set of chemical experimental equipment he had purchased secretly.

With the help of cultivating extraordinary plants, Otto secretly collected a large number of plants that failed experiments and their medicinal properties under his bed for today.

"The level suppression of the blood clan is there, and I can't take action directly at him. And even if I take action, I can't be his opponent."

"Only by using these extraordinary plants he has cultivated himself can he be truly hurt."

Otto's eyes were cold. Thinking of those extraordinary plants, Otto's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of fear.

I have to say that Otto is also a ruthless person.

In order to verify the power of these extraordinary plants that cannot be cultivated stably, Otto secretly used himself to experiment.

Although talking about toxicity aside, Otto suffered considerable damage, even irreparable damage!

For example, Otto's left arm hidden under the suit, the hideous scars on it are caused by the juice of these extraordinary plants.

According to the recipe he obtained countless experiments, Otto mixed a large amount of extraordinary plant juices together, and finally sealed them in a sealed beaker, carefully hiding them in his drawer.

After doing all this, Otto took out some bullets with mysterious patterns and carefully put them into his gun.

"France's Holy Photo Bullet... should cause fatal damage, right?"

"It is rumored that the Holy Light has the power to purify the soul... As long as Dracula's soul power is weakened, I will have a chance."

The pistol was placed on the table, and Otto sat in his room.

It took a whole morning and evening, and when the night fell again, Otto's door was knocked.

Otto, who had been sleeping all day, suddenly opened his eyes after hearing the knock on the door, and after taking a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination.

"Come in, my loyal butler."

As a blood clan, Otto could sense who the master of the qi and blood breath outside the door was.

The housekeeper was not surprised by this. He pushed open the door and a large number of attendants pushed cars and walked into Otto's room like a long dragon.

Feeling the fishy smell and extraordinary power contained in the blood, Otto's face showed a look of disgust:

"That's right, it's the blood of those ugly guys, I hate this smell."

As he said that, Otto slowly stood up, and in the fearful eyes of the waiters, he said in a cold voice:

"Okay, everyone except my loyal butler can go out."

The others were immediately relieved of amnesty and carefully exited Otto's room.

With a creak, the door was closed.

Otto looked at his housekeeper with a tight look, and after a while he said, "Can I trust you?"

The butler bowed slightly: "Master, your loyal butler is here to serve you."

Otto glanced at the old housekeeper deeply and said in a stern tone:

"I can feel that your body has begun to decay. I guess you won't live long, right?"

"And your grandson... should still be in school?"
To be continued...