What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

Those milky white spiritual essences are spirits that have condensed into a solid state, and the spirits are the energy needed to activate the ritual formation.

The more spirits consumed, the further the person in the ceremony goes on the path of tracing the origin of their bloodline, and the further they go, the closer they are to the source of their bloodline.

At this time, another white-haired old man said with tears in his eyes and trembling lips:

"The amount of spirit consumed is already more than a hundred times what I consumed back then. This is indeed the bloodline of a myth. Good! Good! Good!"

At this moment, Eros was looking at the foggy world in front of him with a confused look on his face. He had run a long way, but still didn't see the road his father mentioned.

What about his path? What about his path?

Wasn't it said that a path would appear? Is this a bug? What should I do next? Keep going forward?

Forget it. Didn’t Dad tell us to walk as far as possible? Even though I haven’t seen that road, I’ll still try to walk as far as possible.

In this way, he kept moving forward in a random direction in the gray fog. When he was tired, he would stop to rest for a while, and then continue running.

Time passed by little by little, and he didn't know how long he had been running or how far he had run. After all, there was not even a reference point in this damn place.

Everything was exactly the same, front, back, left and right. He didn't even know if he was running in a straight line.

But at this moment, he found a small light spot suddenly appeared in front of him, which shocked him. He finally saw something other than the gray fog.

This made him a little excited, and he immediately ran towards the light.

When he got closer, he realized that it was a light green ball of light floating in the air, emitting a halo, and was only the size of a fist.

What surprised him was that after being enveloped by the halo emitted by this light green ball of light, he felt relaxed all over, and the fatigue caused by running disappeared completely immediately.

"Could this be the blood mark that my father mentioned?" Eros stretched out his index finger and wanted to poke the light green ball.

But just as his fingers touched the ball of light, his vision blurred.

When he looked clearly again, he found himself in mid-air, freely falling towards the sea below, and he couldn't help but scream.

But in the next moment, a vine appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around his waist, pulling him in one direction.

When he came to his senses, a woman wearing a wreath and a light green elegant dress appeared in front of him.

Eros was a little dazed looking at this woman. He felt his heart pounding. God! This woman looked so good that it piqued his XP.

In just a moment, he recalled a sentence he had read in his previous life: "Pretty as a peach in spring, pure as a chrysanthemum in autumn."

Isn't this description exactly of her! Not to mention that she also has smooth white hair, white hair! It's just blown up!

The beautiful goddess looked at the child in front of her with a little surprise on her face. She didn't understand how this child suddenly appeared.

I also don't understand why he, who is just a mortal, can look directly at me and not be affected in any way.

He stared at the child, took a close look at him, and suddenly a flash of enlightenment arose in his heart. Is that so?

Eros, who was still in a daze, was awakened by a series of strange laughter.

He immediately looked towards the source of the laughter and was startled. He shouted out reflexively: "Woc!"

It's just because the thing in front of him was really creepy. It was a huge mass of flesh that I didn't know how to describe. There was a huge eye on it, and around the eye were densely packed tentacles that kept wriggling.

And that thing seemed to notice him, staring at him with its huge pupils, and then seemed to have discovered something interesting.

Eyes kept appearing on the exposed skin and tentacles.

In the end, eyes grew all over its body, and they were all staring at him, and kept making strange laughter: "Hehe, hehe, hehe."

Eros' scalp tingled, and looking at the densely packed eyes, he felt somewhat physically uncomfortable.

If a person with trypophobia saw this scene, wouldn't he die on the spot?

I immediately turned my head away and stopped looking at that thing. It was too physically uncomfortable, although I didn't know how I ended up here.

But it seemed that the two parties were in confrontation, but I suddenly appeared and intervened.

Fortunately, I appeared closer to this beautiful sister, otherwise I would have been in trouble.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. Wasn't he performing a blood baptism ceremony?

According to what my dad said, blood baptism is to trace the source of the blood, and along the way you will encounter many marks engraved in the blood by your ancestors.

All he needs to do is to select more powerful ancestors as possible and then awaken their bloodlines.

Then the question arises, is this woman in front of him his ancestor???

I was finally moved once, but you made me lose so completely?

Now that she understood the child's origin and purpose, Cecilia no longer wanted to get entangled with the weird and twisted thing opposite her.

After taking a glance, he disappeared from the spot, and along with him, Eros, who was held up by the vines, disappeared.

Thus, the only thing left on the empty sea was that strange and twisted thing.

After Eros disappeared, He turned his gaze to the place where Eros had suddenly appeared just now.

He didn't seem to make any movement, but dense tentacles suddenly grew out of nowhere in that space.

Eyeballs continued to squeeze out from the cracks in the flesh on the tentacles. Endless eyeballs completely filled that space, and then suddenly disappeared.

With a series of strange low laughs, he slowly sank into the sea level and gradually disappeared.

And the other side!

Eros felt his eyes blur again, and then he appeared in an unfamiliar place.

Oh! It was this kind of abrupt transition again. He felt like he was almost used to it.

Suddenly! A gentle and sweet laugh interrupted his thoughts:

"I didn't expect you to choose to awaken the bloodline of my elven race! In that case, I will baptize you personally. Get ready, little Alicia."

Eros was a little dazed. Only then did he notice the unusual ears of the gentle, white-haired older sister in front of him, hidden under the wreath.

Her ears are slightly different from normal people's ears, they are slightly pointed and long.

"Is she an elf?"

Eros suddenly remembered that day in the library when his father told him that his ancestors had married the elves.

In other words, the woman in front of him is really the mark engraved in his blood by his ancestors?

What about the tentacle monster? Could it be the same?

But is this what a blood mark looks like? And who is Alicia? What does it mean when she calls herself Alicia?

Although he is indeed handsome in this life, he is not so good-looking that it is impossible to tell his gender.