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"About three hundred years, I'm lucky, I made it through!"

Xueyi put his hands in his trouser pockets and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

He had lost his memory before and almost recognized the thief as his father, treating the Frankenstein Duan Yunxie as his closest person.

Fortunately, I met Qin Yu in the secret realm. After recovering my memory, I knew how I had survived those three hundred years.

Like a lab rat, he was studied in various ways by the people of the Vatican, and they even tried to destroy him in various ways.

Fortunately, I possess the attribute of immortality, which has allowed me to survive until now.

In fact, from a mental point of view, Xueyi is still just a child who has not grown up.

"Damn..."

A red light flashed in Prince Dracula's deep eyes, and cracks appeared on the extremely solid floor.

However, Prince Dracula was only angry for a short time, and his eyes regained clarity.

He is not only Xueyi's father, but also the mainstay of the blood clan and is responsible for the entire blood clan.

It is impossible to put the entire vampire clan in danger just because of his daughter.

"Daughter, we vampires cannot appear in the sunlight, and we have signed a peace treaty with the Church. We can only live in Dracula's Castle, and our strength in public cannot exceed that of the Duke.

Otherwise, the Holy See will find an excuse to send down fighting angels from the divine realm to exterminate our vampire race.

For so many years, I have been sleeping under the castle because I don’t want to go to war with the Holy See.

Once a fight breaks out, there will be no winner."

Prince Dracula said slowly.

"I understand, Father."

Xueyi can understand how difficult it is for his father.

He has his responsibilities and burdens. Any decision he makes will affect the rise and fall of the blood clan. Any slight bias may lead to the destruction of the blood clan.

"Well, my daughter, I will give you a bloodline essence. If you swallow it at a critical moment, it will increase your strength to about half of mine in a short period of time. Plus, you have the bloodline of an Eastern cultivator, so you can appear in the sun. This should be able to help your benefactor."

After Prince Dracula finished speaking, he scratched his palm with his nails, and a round object like a red glass ball floated in the void.

"In my lifetime, I can probably condense ten such spirits, and I've already used up half of them. After you swallow them, not only will your strength increase, but your bloodline will also become purer and stimulate more potential."

Prince Dracula pinched the condensed blood essence and placed it in the palm of Xueyi's hand.

Even though he was a powerful vampire who had lived for a long time and had no emotions, he could not remain indifferent when facing his daughter.

In fact, practitioners of Taoism will also encounter such confusion. Not everyone has the talent for Taoism.

Maybe in the early days, people could use elixirs and the like to make their wives, parents, and family members live to be a hundred years old, or even exceed two hundred years old with the nourishment of spiritual energy.

However, as cultivators continue to break through their realms, their lifespans become longer and longer. For those who reach the Mahayana stage, their lifespans can reach several thousand years.

Then, two hundred or three hundred years later, the cultivator will encounter things that will cause him immense pain: his parents will leave him, his wife will leave him, and even his children who have no talent for cultivation will die before him.

In the end, he will live alone and have no relatives.

That is why cultivators are lonely, most of them are cold-hearted and extremely eccentric, and have no human emotions at all.

"Thank you father."

Xueyi bent down in gratitude. It was a great support from his father to give him a blood spirit.

"There's a barrier outside the Church. Ordinary people can enter, but vampires can't. Don't force your way in. Wait until you have a chance before entering."

Prince Dracula warned.

"I understand, Father."

Xueyi nodded.

Without saying anything more, he disappeared in a flash of blood.

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Holy See.

The area is not large, it is a kingdom within a city.

However, this place is a holy place in the hearts of many believers.

The power of faith from all over the world is continuously converging towards the Holy See.

With the blessing of so much faith, the Holy See is sacred and powerful.

The entire Vatican is shrouded in a faint barrier that is invisible to ordinary people and undisturbed.

The effect of the barrier will only be manifested against those who are hostile to the Holy See or pose a threat.

Qin Yu and his friends rented an Audi SUV in the center of Rome. As soon as they arrived at the front gate of the Vatican, a sense of oppression hit them in the face.

The eleven marble statues seemed to be alive, slowly turning and looking at Qin Yu and the others.

At the same time, the barrier above the Holy See was significantly strengthened.

Of course, the Vatican itself is not very big, only 0.5 square kilometers. What does that mean? It is about one thousand meters long and five hundred meters wide. Many large shopping malls in China are larger than this.

However, the Holy See is a real country.

There were military police and guards, numbering more than a hundred, but not tens of thousands.

In addition, there are about 600 permanent residents.

It has its own banks, post offices, telecommunications and other public service institutions. Of course, the Vatican is definitely wealthy, and the donations from believers every year are a terrifying amount.

Perhaps they noticed the arrival of Qin Yu and his group, the knights of the Holy See began to drive away the tourists in the square.

Qin Yu and his companions were not in a hurry to rush in, as the barrier above the Holy See was not easy to break.

After all, the Holy See has existed for thousands of years and is still standing strong. It must have its unique features.

After about an hour, there were no more tourists in the Vatican.

A flash of light passed by, and Arthur stood on the sculpture in the center of the square.

Arthur's whole body was emitting a light red light, which looked like a burning flame.

Looking at Qin Yu and the others sitting in the car from afar, he was filled with fighting spirit.

The Pope slowly walked out with a group of people, holding the Holy Grail.

Behind him was a carriage with a black cross fixed on it.

Sophia was tied up on it, she was dying, with no blood on her face.

Qin Yu's eyes narrowed. The thing he was most worried about finally happened.

Sophia was regarded as a traitor by the Pope and was punished.

Although he didn't have a very deep relationship with this sexy and unrestrained Western beauty, it was because Sophia tipped him off that things turned out this way.

The Pope glanced at Arthur standing on the sculpture and began to chant.

A white vortex appeared above Arthur's head.

"Master, let's fight our way in. They should be summoning angels to descend."

Zhou Yaoyun couldn't hold back any longer.

"Brother, we're going to fight sooner or later, I'll go first."

Qin Weiler knew very well that she had to win this battle. If she lost, the people on her side would definitely suffer a miserable fate.

As an Oriental, I actually possess a complete angel's heart, which is absolutely intolerable to the Holy See.

However, the angel's heart has completely merged with his own heart.

Taking away the heart of an angel is equivalent to taking away one's own heart.

Qin Weiler also wants to continue to advance, become a higher-level angel, and become Qin Yu's strongest helper.

She didn't want to be watched by the people of the Vatican and live in the shadow.

This time I came here to completely solve the problem of the Holy See!