The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 802 - 0802: Legend of the Blood Clan

Chapter 802: Chapter 0802: Legend of the Blood Clan

The Blood Clan let out a groan, which was simply astonishing to behold.

A Baron, with crimson wings that could block bullets, was killed with just an offhand flick by someone.

Long Fei scoffed, "You are no match for us, let your Duke come out and speak."

His voice was not loud, but it resonated in all directions.

The lower-ranking Barons and Blood Servants of the Blood Clan were all terrified.

In the sky, a golden light sparkled.

A middle-aged man in a suit landed from the air, exuding a powerful aura that made the Blood Clan below retreat.

The Blood Clan Duke, Mudan Brukh.

A legendary existence on the North American Continent.

Almost all of the Blood Clan in North America were his offshoots.

Long Fei and Chu Feng narrowed their eyes, having confronted two Marquises before; they had never felt the aura of a Duke as they did now.

The difference of one rank for the vampires was like the difference between heaven and earth.

What was even more amazing was that following his descent, another person followed suit, landing from the sky as well.

The aura emanating from him was even more potent, and to the surprise of those below, he even had four wings of golden feathers on his back, which left most of the Blood Clan dumbfounded.

Even Sophia and Soria felt a surge of bloodline fear and exclaimed simultaneously, "The Blood Prince, Dracula!"

A Prince, an existence that stood above the Dukes.

As he descended, all the Blood Clan prostrated themselves in worship, kneeling down on the ground.

It was rumored that all the Blood Clan on Earth were descendants of Dracula, hailed as the progenitor of the Blood Clan.

Above the Prince, there was the Blood Emperor.

The Blood Emperor was the progenitor of the Blood Clan, the demon Satan from hell, a legendary figure.

With Dracula’s arrival, the Blood Clan were convinced that Satan must exist, and that these legendary figures would descend to the Human Realm.

The four great Dukes of the Blood Clan on Earth: Mudan Brukh, Bach Gangguluo, Titan Toredo, Julie Vanzo.

The appearance of Prince Dracula was followed by a Duke with two golden wings, and two massive, imposing Blood Clan figures, who stood behind him.

The entire Blood Clan was in an uproar, as the war on the North American Continent had stirred these ancient beings who had been hiding in the shadows for thousands of years.

The four Dukes, with Julie Vanzo standing out in the crowd with her long golden blonde hair and her black leather battle dress.

The Vanzo Family has always been a Golden Family within the Blood Clan, naturally noble and distinguished, never deigning to share their sacred bloodline with outsiders.

Only the legitimate kin of their own family are worthy of their blessings to transform into a member of the Vanzo Family.

The Brukh Family was the battler family of the Blood Clan, the most radical in their actions, and these tens of thousands of Blood Servants were all developed by them.

To overlook the Vanzo Family was simply out of the question.

Bach Gangguluo, Titan Toredo.

These two families were somewhat special; they were not of the Wing Clan.

Gangro was of the Wolf Clan, and the Torredo Family was of the Bear Clan.

Both were worshippers of Satan, the dark spirits.

This time, united under Dracula, they all came to help.

Chu Feng joked with a laugh, "It looks like the Blood Clan’s big family is all here."

Long Fei narrowed his eyes and said, "This four-winged Blood Prince is not bad, his aura is at the Late Stage of Core Formation."

"Not bad, but still a bit inferior to those Nascent Soul Realm old monsters."

Chu Feng confirmed.

Lin Yingying eyed Long Fei nervously and said, "Isn’t that higher than your Cultivation Level?"

Long Fei and Chu Feng looked at each other and laughed, their eyes filled with the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent.

If this Prince hadn’t come, they would have found it uninteresting.

"Brother, shall we together battle this Prince?"

Chu Feng suggested.

Long Fei nodded and instructed Lin Yingying and the others, "These dukes are all yours."

"Don’t worry!"

Lin Yingying nodded.

Lin Shanshan and the rest also had a gleam in their eyes as they nodded in agreement.

Prince Dracula stood with his hands behind his back, sizing up Long Fei and his party with extraordinary composure, and hummed softly, "Easterners, this war originally had nothing to do with you, so why seek death?"

Long Fei sneered, "How is it none of our business? From the moment your Blood Clan offspring made enemies with us in Huaxia, this matter became our concern. We may be seeking a path to death, but it is your death we seek."

"My Blood Clan has tens of thousands of members. Do you think just a few of you will suffice?"

Dracula looked at them with a disdainful face and gestured with a wave of his hand.

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from behind Long Fei and others as members of the Gangro Clan and the Torredo Family approached.

From a distance, they looked like two packs of beasts charging their way.

One clad in golden fur of the Wolf Clan, the other in black fur of the Bear Clan.

Both groups nearly a thousand strong, quickly filled the hillside behind Long Fei and his group.

In the past, they did not get along with the Wing Clan, often coming to blows over territorial disputes.

If not for the presence of Dracula, they would not bother to help these winged, foul-smelling bats.

The sight of over ten thousand members of the Blood Clan already standing opposite had been shocking enough.

But now with the addition of two or three thousand werewolves and bear warriors sprawling over tens of thousands of meters, it was all monsters as far as the eye could see.

It was natural for the women caught in the maelstrom to feel fear in their hearts.

Only Long Fei and Chu Feng remained calm, with a hint of excitement.

Prince Dracula of the Blood Clan said coldly, "See? In my eyes, you are just a group of weak ants. Especially you Easterners, filthy and ignorant, what do you have to fight me with?"

Long Fei chuckled, "Poor bat little demons, muddled and unaware of the divine decree. You rely on a bit of your bloodline to cultivate into a half-human, half-demon body and really think you rule the world?"

Dracula took a deep breath, angered by the disrespect.

In a cold voice, he shouted, "Easterners, you are being too presumptuous. You’ve killed our clan members, you’ve humiliated our Blood Clan. Today I will use your fresh blood to honor Satan, to honor our fallen kinsmen!"

"Longinus Spear!"

With a wave of his hand, a black long spear buzzed into existence in his grasp.

The immense presence, coupled with the black mist, made the air around grow cold as if it came straight from hell.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Blood Clan shouted in unison, their voices echoing in all directions.

With a prince present, their morale suddenly grew stronger, their killing intent boiling.

Emily stood halfway up the mountain, staring blankly at the scene.

The crowd was so thick she couldn’t see where Long Fei and his companions were.

She hadn’t expected the Blood Clan to mobilize in such full force.

When Prince Dracula arrived earlier, she could see him from afar.

The breath of dark power emanating from him was something to which she was naturally sensitive.

She couldn’t help but worry about Long Fei and his party, having wanted to persuade them not to be impulsive, to wait until the Holy See knights were fully assembled.

But these Easterners were too arrogant, a handful of people wanting to take on the Blood Clan’s stronghold.

Now, they had even stirred up the head of the Blood Clan.

As she worried, groups of people wearing black and white clothing swarmed up from the foot of the mountain.

At first, she thought they were part of the Blood Clan, her longsword trembling as she hurriedly hid behind a large tree.

But then she realized that these people all had the faces of Easterners.

Their presence was extraordinary as they came, sword in hand, climbing the mountain with remarkable agility, each carrying an aura similar to that of Long Fei and his companions.

"Miracle? Is this the miracle of God?"

Emily’s heart surged with excitement, nearly crying out.