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I said weakly. Scarlett hesitated, then glared. "Fine. But don't try any tricks. Or you'll be tasting more beast blood until you're insane." Shaking, I took out my phone and dialed my cousin Chloe's number. "Chloe..." I tried to keep my voice steady. "I need you to bring three vials of Elder's Blood to The Crimson Curtain. Immediately." Chloe's surprised voice came from the other end. "Mora? You sound..." "And a million in cash," I cut in. "As fast as you can."

Carlito said. "Well...let's say change is a constant factor," I shot back at him, meeting his gaze before offering him a seat directly opposite me. We both sat down and did not waste time delving into the reason why he and his men were in my pack. “There’s something Blood Moon possesses,” he began, folding his hands together. “A priceless asset. And a woman,” he said, gesturing how priceless it was with his finger. I frowned, leaning forward slightly. “You’re going to have to be more specific here if you want me to understand you better,” I said, my brows furrowed.

she grins. Invidia rises from her chair, pulls a small vile out of her back pocket and holds it up to the candlelight. Inside the vile is a silver liquid, a liquid I presume to be God’s blood, but it looks different…it’s not the vibrant silver I’ve seen the few times I’ve witnessed a God bleed. It’s darker, almost a gunmetal colour. It’s as if the mingling with human DNA, the process of abstracting it or maybe the thousands of years of being separated from the source has diluted its potency or warped it in some way.

If Valencia had done so at any time, there was no way Aneira wouldn’t have recalled. This meant that Valencia didn’t upload this news online. So how did Tatiana know in the first place? Upon hearing Aneira’s words, Valencia took a deep breath and tried to regain a hold of her chaotic emotions. "I'm not stupid," she calmly responded and fell into thought. Valencia's blood is a rare type that’s rarely found in the blood bank. Even so, why would she broadcast it to the world? She’s not ready to be turned into a blood supplier, okay?

He didn't know much about holy blood. William laughed lightly, he turned to face Christoper. "All right, I'll explain. Holy blood is precious blood for the vampire nation. There are only a few humans in various worlds who have that blood, and if a vampire drinks that blood. He will be immortal and will not be able to die even with the weapon I have, his strength will also increase ... " " Enough! I understand, and I will not let Edward succeed in carrying that holy blood. " Christoper clenched his fists, his jaw hardened to hold back his anger.

Drake's voice was also surprised by Judith's words. The woman briefly turned her head to Drake and immediately returned to Santiago. Firmly, she said, "I used to be a Bloodwolf. Christian and I once came to the Moonlight Falls. And as a souvenir, I took some immortal water. I thought it would symbolize the eternity of my and Christian's love. However, the betrayal was never forgotten. So, I guess the eternal water no longer holds any special significance for me. It's useless for me to keep it. And if someone wants it, why don't I give it away?"

"Second, I want 400cc of blood of the guy that your wife brought over." Nathaniel frowned even more as soon as she said it. You have to get his permission. "Stop the nonsense. You may not know this, but even a drop of his blood is precious. His blood can even be auctioned at an exorbitant price. It doesn't matter to you, but for us doctors, that man is priceless. Unfortunately, your wife will not agree for me to touch him at all." Yama Hades' demands were indeed difficult. "Then, Nathaniel said coldly, ""I can try and talk to him."""

Hearing this, Philip’s expression grew even more somber. The so-called golden blood was only an experiment of the Lovelace family? Was it really the case? “By the way, I know of people who have golden blood and have awakened the special power and genes in the blood. There’s one in the Nonagon, one in the 12 Sacred Halls of the West, and one among the Supremes,” Fennel added grimly. “What's so special about people who have golden blood?” Philip took a deep breath and asked.

"...you sacrificed the financial pillars of your country just for the sake of pseudo-selfishness?! Y-You uncivilized monsters!" Chloe laughed sarcastically, crossing her arms looking down at Viktor as if assessing junk. "Turning raw silver into killing machines is troublesome, Prince. But investments must bring profits, right?" The highly charismatic woman snapped her fingers at Arthur. The middle-aged man whose face was as sad as a tombstone stepped forward, dropping a bundle of hologram digital documents in front of Viktor who was forced to kneel due to Alexander's aura lock. "In the bowels of Rome, your clan keeps the world's largest blood bank under the guise of a secret PMI holding faci

I read the text three times. Each time it says the same thing. It matches Lucia. Dara's daughter in Santa Fe. A teacher. Bloodline one, the root, the founding contribution, seven generations of continuous cultivation twelve miles from Mira Seca. And something else. Something that doesn't match any of the seven original bloodlines. Something that matches my eight-month-old daughter. I text Pren back. How is that possible? Lucia's additional profile comes from the Sinclair bloodline combined with the evolved founding line. How does a teacher in Santa Fe carry something that matches that?