I'm not a sister complex!

However, he thought that since his family had been able to last for tens of thousands of years, there must be high-sequence people, so he asked:

"So what is the highest sequence in our family?"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Duke Lenka, who was a little proud because only his family and the church had a complete path to promotion, suddenly became stunned.

After a long while, he uttered a sentence in a muffled voice: "Sequence 5 Firebringer!"

Eros was a little bit unbelievable. A family that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and whose ancestors even produced gods, has only Sequence 5 at the highest? This is not the end! It's over!

Duke Lenka looked a little embarrassed, but he still explained:

"This is because the bloodline is too old. In addition, in order to protect the low-sequence clansmen from escaping over the past tens of thousands of years, the high-sequence ancestors often died in battle before giving birth to offspring with purified bloodlines. This has led to a vicious cycle."

"But now that we have settled down, the clan encourages us to have more children. If a talented one appears, it will be able to change the current embarrassing situation."

Is this a qualitative change caused by quantitative change? However, Eros still glanced at his father. It is better to be encouraged by the tribe rather than enjoying it yourself.

Duke Lenka did not notice his son's distrustful look and continued:

"Another way is to learn from the royal families and stop intermarrying with outsiders. Even if there are no offspring with good talents, at least the bloodline will not be diluted."

Eros looked at his father in surprise, and Duke Lenka was somewhat helpless:

“This is the only solution. After all, relying on only a few Sequence 5s to support the family is too dangerous for us.”

Eros nodded. He could understand it, after all, he was under pressure from some of the most powerful forces in the world.

We only have a few Sequence 5s in our group. If they are exposed, I’m afraid none of them will be able to escape this time.

Duke Lenka talked a lot along the way, and Eros listened a lot, and his understanding of the mysterious side was gradually improved.

Finally, we stopped in front of an ancient, solemn and dignified church.

Duke Lenka, who was walking in front, pushed open the heavy door in front of him that was half-open, and a soft halo spread from the inside to the outside of the hall.

There were quite a few people standing in the hall at this time, most of them were elderly people with gray hair and beards. Eros knew some of them, but not others.

Estelle was also in the crowd. Seeing him coming, she smiled encouragingly at him, her eyes as clear and gentle as water.

After looking at the people, Eros noticed the statue at the top of the hall, which exuded mystery, majesty and solemnity.

I suddenly understood that it must be the statue of my ancestors.

Duke Lenka, who had been talking to the old men on the side, waved to Eros and asked him to come over.

Then he took him to the statue, prayed solemnly, and then let Eros sit cross-legged in the middle of the floor which was engraved with mysterious symbols and patterns.

He nodded to the elderly people who had been preparing for the ceremony and said solemnly, "Let's prepare to start the blood baptism ceremony!"

As he finished speaking, the old men took out pieces of milky white spiritual essence that they had prepared in advance.

They are placed in a regular pattern along the mysterious winding pattern on the floor.

As they placed the pieces one by one, the mysterious symbols engraved on the floor lit up one by one.

While there was still time, Duke Lenka began to talk about the things that needed to be paid attention to next.

There isn't much to note, the general idea is that, because this is the world of our ancestors, there won't be any danger in this baptism.

He just needs to follow the road that will appear in front of him soon and walk as far as possible, the farther the better.

After understanding the meaning, Eros nodded, and he understood the meaning.

Then he sat there quietly, waiting for what would happen next.

Time passed minute by minute, and at first Eros didn't feel anything.

But gradually he felt a warm air current close to his skin, seeping into his body through his limbs and bones.

This warm and comfortable feeling made him drowsy, and his eyelids kept drooping and then slowly closed.

Suddenly, Eros woke up with a start. He remembered that he was still being baptized and couldn't sleep.

He tried to cheer himself up, but suddenly found himself in a strange place.

I looked up and saw fog all around, and I couldn't see where I was.

The elders who were originally standing not far away waiting for the result have now disappeared, leaving me alone standing here.

"Have we already started the baptism process? But where is the road? Didn't Dad say that a road would appear before us?"

He looked at the foggy space in front of him with some surprise and confusion.

outside world!

The elders of the tribe not far away looked at Eros, who had closed his eyes and entered the bloodline tracing process, and gradually began to talk in low voices.

They were very optimistic about this child who had shown extraordinary intelligence since childhood.

I think his talent as a warlock should be the best in recent years, but I don’t know which ancestor he will see that left a mark in his blood.

An old man with a monocle and meticulously combed white hair spoke slowly:

"In my opinion, little Eros should be able to see the blood mark carved by his ancestors at least five thousand years ago."

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this. After all, five thousand years ago, there were still wanderers in the family.

That is a Sequence 2 being, a mythical life form that has transcended the boundaries of mortals and entered the realm of myth.

Does he mean that he thinks little Eros has the talent to become a mythical being?

Although they are also optimistic about little Eros, can the bloodline that has already been polluted really give birth to a mythical bloodline?

They asked themselves, this is almost impossible.

Even if they think it is the most ideal situation, it still requires the efforts of several generations to continuously purify the bloodline until the bloodline is sufficient to support the birth of a mythical bloodline.

But this will take a long time, and it will require that children with sufficient talents be born in every generation.

But what the man in front of them said made them pay attention. After all, the white-haired old man was one of the most senior people present.

Not to mention that he is one of the only three Sequence 5s left in the family. They believe that this elder would not do something without a purpose, so?

For a moment, they were all a little excited. It had been so many years since a mythical life appeared in the family. Although having mythical bloodline does not mean that one can definitely become a mythical life.

However, they don't really care about this, as it is something that others cannot do.

But for a family like theirs with thousands of years of accumulation, it may not be impossible.

Although most of the accumulation had been consumed by hiding from place to place for tens of thousands of years, even with only the remaining parts, as long as people were alive and as long as the talent could support it, the pile could be piled up.

Although a mythical life alone cannot improve the family's current situation, it can at least give them some peace of mind.

After all, if it were exposed now, no one in the entire family would be able to escape.

But with the existence of mythical creatures, one or two of them can escape, and the family bloodline will not be completely cut off.

Duke Lenka standing by was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He was also proud of his child's talent.

Although Estelle didn't laugh as hard as her husband, she still had a faint smile on her face and was obviously very happy.

As time went by, the milky white spiritual essences that were placed in a regular pattern on the mysterious symbols were replaced batch after batch.

But the people present did not show any impatience. Instead, they became more and more excited.