Monster Girl Development Master

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Lost in her strange dilemma, the eldest princess didn't notice that the door in front of her had opened inward, and Zhuang Sen, dressed neatly and clean, stood in the doorway, holding the equally clean An Jie.

Zhuang Sen's expression was strange, and his tone was slightly confused: "Sister Serafina?"

"!"

The sudden sound jolted Serafina back to reality, her thoughts drifting further and further away. Though she didn't utter a sound, her fleeting expression betrayed her fright and her earlier absent-mindedness at Zhuang Sen's door. Ange, her face flushed, buried herself in Zhuang Sen's arms, her small hands instinctively reaching for the soft flesh of his waist, giving it a gentle twist—but it wouldn't budge.

With the added buffs from [Unranked Angel] and [Secretary Angel], Zhuang Sen could now take ordinary swords without any problem even with his bare bottom exposed. Besides, Little Ange's gentle, almost coquettish, kneading touch didn't even allow her to unleash the full power of Shadow Happy.

However, Zhuang Sen still gave her face by pretending to cry out in pain, covering An Jie's blushing face, and turning to the side to let her pass...

“Hey, Serafina, let’s go for a walk.”

The red dragon's sense of smell was just as sharp. Serafina naturally caught the strong scent in the reception room, so she tried to keep a straight face and nodded: "Okay, I'm here to talk to you about the death row inmates. There are fifteen people in the vicinity who meet the criteria, including twelve with first-level bloodlines and three with second-level bloodlines, all of whom are earth-attribute. As for the demi-human race you mentioned, I'm sorry, we haven't found any."

Getting down to business, Serafina gradually returned to normal; at least the blush on her fair face was gone, and she regained the composure befitting an older sister: "Also, have you decided on a date for your wedding with Celine?"

Zhuang Sen held Ange in one arm and pulled Lyme, who was trying to slide down, out of his chest with the other. His movements were natural and smooth. Serafina, who was standing next to him, was a little stunned. She seemed to want to say something but didn't know how to say it. In short, she couldn't get a word out.

"It's decided, let's do it on Freshman Day."

Although Mira's plan sounds a bit complicated, it's actually quite feasible upon closer examination, mainly because it addresses everyone's needs, leaving no reason for them not to do it. However, before that, they need to find a way to evolve Mira's bloodline. Zhuang Sen has already identified the [Sunwalker] bloodline among the level four vampires, which grants vampires immunity to sunlight damage.

Serafina watched as Zhuang Sen pulled Lyme from his arms. The soft, cuddly little cutie wasn't angry with Zhuang Sen at all; she was happily waving her boomerang, her body twisting and turning as if boneless, making it hard not to notice her peculiar antics. How on earth did this child manage to snuggle into Zhuang Sen's arms without being noticed?

“True Bloodline Form.” Seeing Serafina’s confusion, Zhuang Sen explained without any embarrassment, “This child is currently in her True Bloodline Form state, which is why I had to pull her out quickly.”

"is it?"

Serafina was skeptical, but she wasn't a very curious person, so since her brother said so, she decided to take it as true.

Zhuang Sen rubbed Lem's head and continued with the important matter: "By the way, the Bloodline Cult came to see me earlier... So, if I have some free time, I think I should just take care of the rest and stop them from continuing their disgusting research."

Serafina nodded: "No problem, just like before, you just need to tell me the location."

Zhuang Sen nodded and stopped walking. "Sister Serafina, let's stop here for today. I won't take up any more of your time."

Serafina hesitated for a rare moment before speaking, "Zhuang Sen, has this child already awakened three times?"

Lem looked up in confusion, then happily rubbed against Zhuang Sen's large hand. Zhuang Sen rubbed Lem's head: "Well, you should ask Celine. It's best to let her tell you. I'll tell her about it too."

Serafina nodded: "I understand. Well, I'll get back to work now."

"Thank you for your hard work, Serafina."

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Chapter 256: A Letter from the King of Vampires

Zhuang Sen received a letter, delivered quite normally by a local messenger to the gates of Radiant Manor, and then handed to him by a maid. It was a very elegant and tasteful letter. The envelope was made of expensive red paper with gold lettering, embroidered with blooming roses, and the sealing wax was stamped with a crest that Zhuang Sen did not recognize; it looked somewhat like a bat, or perhaps a flying squirrel.

Upon opening it, a piece of white floral paper with a strong fragrance slid out, along with a few still-fresh rose petals. It looked quite ambiguous, like yet another love letter—that's right, Zhuang Sen had been receiving all sorts of love letters ever since he became a count, and the senders ranged from little girls as young as eleven or twelve to noblewomen in their mid-thirties, and even handsome young boys and older men. However, they weren't trying to cause trouble for Zhuang Sen; instead, they were enthusiastically inviting him to date their mothers and sisters.

All I can say is that every time Zhuang Sen sees this stuff, he feels he's still too naive; at least he only dates women he likes.

"My Zhuang Sen's charm is truly irresistible, but going over to visit him is also an option~"

Lady Lia teased Shuangsen, picking up a candied date with her delicate hand and offering it to Zhuang Sen's lips. Zhuang Sen opened his mouth, swallowed it, and chewed while complaining, "Forget it, I'm afraid I'll get sick from this kind of thing, and I'm already too busy taking care of you two."

"They're not all socialites. Which noble lady doesn't like the sixteen-year-old Prince these days? Besides, Mira said that she's just missing two younger sisters to complete the city tour of the entire territory."

Mrs. Leah continued to tease him, saying she really didn't mind letting Johnson find more. She felt that Johnson should enjoy all the good things, whether it was food, clothes or women.

Pure double standards and excessive pampering.

However, it garnered a lot of support, and Mira, who was fiddling with some strange instruments on the side, nodded in agreement: "Even in the Kingdom of Thousand Towers, there are enough beautiful virgins to fill the entire Tower of Knowledge if they wanted to climb into your bed, Zhuang Sen... Speaking of which, I have quite a few apprentices in my tower, are you interested?"

Zhuang Sen picked up a slice of watermelon that Hana had forced to grow and threw it at Mira: "Have a bite of watermelon, stop fooling around."

Mira took a bite of the watermelon and deliberately put on a thoughtful expression: "I see. So, just as watermelon cannot replace blood, those apprentices cannot replace me, who is the same type as them?"

"Yes, yes, it really is. When we go to the Kingdom of Thousand Towers, I want to see if you really have any apprentices like you in your tower."

Zhuang Sen said helplessly that the monster girls left behind at home were very resentful that he had run away for a month before returning home, especially Miss Mira, who had been deliberately teasing him. He didn't know whether to call it being coquettish or sarcastic, although a little teasing would make him feel better.

But let's read the letter first, otherwise a fight won't be resolved in just one or two times.

Zhuang Sen unfolded the folded letter, and the scarlet cursive script, which contrasted sharply with the white paper, came into view:

To my dearest compatriot, Earl Johnson Leon the Shapeshifter:

Excuse me for disturbing you, Earl Johnson. Please allow me to address you as such for now. Although the last words of the Creeping Lord—namely, Brad—guarantee you, out of basic caution and based on the intelligence I've gathered recently, considering your close relationship with the Titan King who killed the Creeping Lord, and your performance on the battlefield, I think we need to maintain a safe and reasonable distance for the time being to avoid causing any physical or psychological harm to each other. Because…blah blah… Finally, I hope you can spare some time to come to the ancient castle ruins in the mountains five miles outside the city to meet me and join me for a feast.

Your loyal, friendly, and hopeful brethren, my dear friend—King of the Vampires, True Blood Lord.

Zhuang Sen's lips twitched as he looked at the long, rambling letter, filled with meaningless small talk, supplements, and explanations. He couldn't help but read it carefully, fearing that something might be hidden within, since it was a letter from an ancient demon. But the truth was that after reading it carefully, he found that only the beginning and the end were useful; the rest was all nonsense.

"Bullshit, how can there be such pretentious people among monsters?" Zhuang Sen threw down the letter and fell into Lady Lia's arms, using her warm breasts to soothe his insulted eyes. Lady Lia supported her beloved Zhuang Sen with one hand, picked up the letter with the other, glanced at it, and frowned slightly: "It seems that this is an arrogant and conceited person. There are quite a few of this type among the noble bloodlines. They are all quite annoying, and also very insidious."

"Then let's not go," Hana said cautiously, the vines clinging to Zhuang Sen tightening their grip. Although Zhuang Sen had called her to Deherim afterward, she didn't know if it was because of Mira and the others that she now liked to cling to Zhuang Sen. Coupled with her timid attitude that she hadn't changed, it made it seem as if Zhuang Sen had forced her to do this.

"No, we still have to go. Otherwise, who knows what trouble this guy might cause. Anyway, since he's only on the same level as Brad, he might not be a match for me." Zhuang Sen pulled Hana into his arms by the vines, and after a few gropings, easily subdued the timid farm girl.

"Besides, I'm quite interested in the so-called King of Vampires, not to mention that he has the bloodline of an ancient monster. If we could get some parts from him, Mira's research should progress faster."

Mira stared at Zhuang Sen, her red eyes flashing with worry: "I can figure it out without you, don't take the risk."

"Don't worry... And have you forgotten about that body control technology I had you research before?" Zhuang Sen got up from Lady Liya's arms. "Perfect, don't those monsters all like to use this thing in public?"

Mira paused slightly, her little face puffing out: "Where are you going to find a usable body now? Besides, you've never used this technology before, and you're not a monster, so we don't even know if it will work... Ah~"

The pouty vampire girl collapsed into the evil angel's arms. As for the body, there were so many death row inmates, he could just control any one. After all, it was just a meeting with monsters, not some romantic encounter with a beautiful girl.

Oh, speaking of that.

Zhuang Sen raised his head and looked at Lady Liya: "Mother, remember to inform Sister Serafina and tell her to slow down her actions against the Bloodline Order during this period, so as to prevent this new monster from assassinating us again."

Lady Lia nodded and took out her ever-present [Shared Library]: "Shall I inform him now and have the Dark Guard investigate first?"

Zhuang Sen shook his head: "Just let the Dark Guard investigate this letter. Don't bother the demons; they're not strong enough."

Lady Leah nodded, quickly wrote on the shared book, then stood up and approached Zhuang Sen, who was now entangled by the vampire: "It's getting late, darling, it's time to rest..."

Chapter 257: The Thousand-Faced Prince

As it turns out, the body control technology provided by Brad was not a technology limited to monsters. It was also very easy to use. Zhuang Sen dripped two drops of blood onto the corpse he found and successfully infiltrated it with his mind, manipulating it to stand up. However, the movements were still a bit stiff, and the limbs were not quite obedient to his commands.

"Just make do with it."

Lying in Dantalian's arms, Zhuang Sen closed his eyes and surveyed the snow-covered mountain scenery through the eyes of his body. He easily found an ancient castle in the mountains. Its distinctive spire-like structure was sharp and eye-catching, and its scarlet exterior stood out against the white and gray landscape, making it hard to miss.

The problem is that it shouldn't be so intact, much less like this. Before coming, Zhuang Sen had, of course, investigated. There should only be one castle nearby, a vacation castle built by a former Earl of Leon. However, his good son, who killed him and took the throne, didn't like it, so it was quickly abandoned. Many years ago, it was just a pile of ruins, not even qualified to be a bandit camp, let alone in its current state.

Illusion? Or is it to defeat the Ash Saint Body?

Zhuang Sen, his body gradually becoming more docile, ran straight towards the castle. The created husk synchronized with a portion of Zhuang Sen's original strength and abilities; frankly, it was somewhat like an ordinary bloodline user compared to a monster girl bloodline. Therefore, while the husk's speed couldn't match Zhuang Sen's original speed, it barely reached the level of a fourth-stage awakener, easily arriving at the castle gate. Two alluring, fair-skinned beauties, clad only in three pieces of clothing, greeted him with giggles, flanking him and embracing his arms: "Count Zhuang Sen, please come in~ The True Blood Duke is already waiting for you."

Zhuang Sen accepted the hospitality without hesitation. Since this body was just an empty shell, he didn't care about being ambushed. Instead, he became curious: "How did you confirm that I am Earl Zhuang Sen?"

The two greeters didn't answer, but kept pushing Zhuang Sen towards the open door. Zhuang Sen didn't resist after a moment's thought, and instead dragged the two men through the door. Inside, there was nothing special; it was a magnificent hall matching the castle's exterior, decorated in the same luxurious scarlet style. Many beautiful women in scantily clad clothes stood there, and long tables were laden with various delicacies. The only odd thing was that the throne at the far end of the hall was empty.

As Zhuang Sen observed his surroundings, he was dragged to a table. A maid at the table picked up some grapes and stuffed them into Zhuang Sen's mouth. Zhuang Sen controlled his body to open it and bite down. There was a crunching sound as the round little stone burst into a pile of fragments, much like a grape bursting with juice. But after that, Zhuang Sen couldn't continue pretending anymore; it would be too idiotic.

Then he raised his head, and intense holy light burst forth from his body. The sacred and pure light spread wildly, and wherever it went, whether it was the beautiful women, the delicious food, the luxurious decorations, or the magnificent castle itself, they were all like parchment thrown into a raging fire, quickly curling and turning into pieces of gray ashes, disappearing in the scorching light.

The True Blood Lord, who had been sitting on his throne, concealing himself with illusions and preparing to watch Zhuang Sen being tricked by them while assessing the "newcomer's" abilities and character, instantly sat up straight. He raised his hand and pulled out a blood-red cloak to cover himself, shielding himself from the scorching holy light, and was extremely surprised. He was no ordinary, inferior vampire; he was the King of Vampires, who had already ascended to the True Ancestor level! The sun had no effect on him, and ordinary holy energy would only be suppressed by his blood and darkness. But the holy energy released by Zhuang Sen not only easily destroyed the illusion he had painstakingly set up, leaving him no time or opportunity to repair it, but also made Zhuang Sen himself feel the danger. It was like an ordinary person facing a blazing campfire; even from a distance, one could feel the scorching heat.

Is this guy really a shapeshifter, or some kind of higher angel?

The idea even crossed the mind of the True Blood Lord, but he quickly dismissed it. He had gathered intelligence on Zhuang Sen, though only on the surface. But the patricide, fratricide, and conspiracy wars alone were vastly different from the rigid birdmen in the True Blood Lord's memory. Not to mention the massacre Zhuang Sen carried out in Deherim, where he was responsible for the deaths of thousands. If he were an angel, he would have become a fallen angel after killing them all. But judging from Zhuang Sen's appearance, he clearly showed no intention of falling. He was indeed a fake created through transformation and simulation, but he was a bit too realistic.

But authenticity is good; if it weren't authentic, it would be really hard for him to target it.

In the holy light, the illusion shattered completely, revealing the real ruins, the True Blood Duke sitting elegantly on his throne, and... blood flowing all over the ground, forming a complex magic circle—the Fallen Angel!

The moment the magic circle was fully revealed, the holy and pure light vanished instantly, like a candle flame caught in a storm. Zhuang Sen could clearly feel that the power that had been flowing from his body to his shell was like hitting cement, unable to be exerted through his body at all, and was even dissipating! He felt even more powerless than when he was hit by Kross Leon's Box of Desecration!

However, Zhuang Sen wasn't particularly surprised. With the Box of Desecration as a precedent, it was normal for the ancient monsters who truly controlled the Bloodline Cult to be able to pull out even stronger methods targeting bloodlines. Ultimately, bloodline users inherently have mutual restraints, and this was merely a further amplification. Most importantly, Zhuang Sen could switch bloodlines at any time to avoid the effects, although his strength would be somewhat affected… He really should develop bloodlines with other attributes.

Zhuang Sen thought to himself and silently switched to the [Vine Maiden] bloodline, transforming into an image whose body was wrapped in countless blue vines, and whose limbs were also made of vines. The next moment, a completely new natural power, different from the power of angels, ignored the magic array's blockade and surged out, only its aura was much weaker.

"Is this how the King of Vampires treats his guests? That's quite unexpected." Zhuang Sen spoke while controlling his body, raised his right hand which turned into several vines, pulled over a stone stool, and sat down, appearing very calm.

The True Blood Lord remained unperturbed by Zhuang Sen's taunts, still seated on his Blood Throne. His fur-covered face twitched slightly as he spoke leisurely: "That was just a small test. Wasn't it the same when Brad met you? Besides, you're just a shell after all. What's there to worry about?"

Zhuang Sen, however, didn't give him any face, chuckling twice: "Then why don't you remove this magic array and we can have a proper talk?"

The True Blood Lord looked Zhuang Sen up and down, then raised his hand. The magic circle on the ground flashed and collapsed from its original complex but orderly form into a messy mass of filthy blood. The ever-present seal also disappeared.

"Then let's have a proper talk, Master of a Thousand Changes."

Chapter 258: The Origin of Monsters

True Blood Duke's move really surprised Zhuang Sen. He didn't expect that this big bat, who started with illusions and seals, would actually have some personality. So he honestly switched back to [Holy Lance Angel], but did not continue to use the large-scale attack ability [Purifying Light Stream] that had destroyed the illusions before.

"Such a natural switching, and the ability to simulate such a high-ranking angel bloodline, you truly are a high-ranking shapeshifter, Thousand-Change Lord." True Blood Lord propped his cheek with one claw, the thick fur unable to conceal his large and sharp claw, yet this action, which should have been quite ferocious and ugly, also revealed an elegant and composed temperament, contradicting Zhuang Sen's frown.

Is it some kind of charm or allure ability?

Zhuang Sen speculated, but since he hadn't unlocked many vampire species in the encyclopedia and couldn't find a corresponding one, he simply put it down and started talking about serious matters with True Blood: "What does Thousand Transformations mean? Why do you call me that?"

Zhuang Sen had only intended to use this as an excuse, but to his surprise, the True Blood Duke reacted with even greater shock than when Zhuang Sen had almost burned his hair. The True Blood Duke, who had been reclining elegantly on his throne, now put his hands down, raised his buttocks halfway up, and leaned forward, as if to say, "I have to sit up and see this." His tone was filled with a strange doubt and fear: "You don't know this?"

Seeing the True Blood Lord's appearance, Zhuang Sen understood that this must be a term among some demons that didn't need explanation, like an ability gained after bloodline awakening, or like inherited knowledge! Furthermore, based on the True Blood Lord's self-designation in the letter, Zhuang Sen speculated that perhaps the Thousand Transformations Lord referred to the "King of Transformers"?

After some thought, Zhuang Sen decided not to pretend to understand. Speculation always has its oversights, and besides, he had already revealed a suspicious point. Rather than continuing to feign ignorance, it was better to change his approach. Even if the negotiations ultimately failed, he was only a temporarily controlled shell here; if he died, so be it. And given the True Blood Duke's current strength, unless he could easily set up the kind of bloodline-sealing array he had just seen, Zhuang Sen wasn't afraid of him.

Such magic circles cannot be used casually. Otherwise, how could Brad have lost to Baruo? If he had set up a magic circle that countered Earth-type or Giant-type beings, Baruo would have become an easy target. Even if he had set up one that countered Red Dragon-type beings, Serafina might have been devoured before Johnson could throw the Holy Lance and Baruo could unleash their true bloodline forms. This shows that for such magic circles to be effective, there must be one, or even several, stringent requirements; they cannot simply be drawn directly.

So Zhuang Sen was quite at ease and calmly said, "I don't know. Actually, if Brad hadn't found me back then, I wouldn't even have known that I had the bloodline of an ancient demon. I thought it was just that my bloodline was special. So if you were trying to express something just now, I'm afraid you'll have to explain it in more detail."

This is Zhuang Sen's new approach. Since he can't fake the original, he won't. He'll let the other party fill in the gaps in their imagination. With Brad as a precedent, Zhuang Sen is certain that his ability to switch bloodlines is highly similar to the ancient shapeshifters in the memories of these ancient monsters. With this as a safety net, even if True Blood Lord has a wild imagination, he'll probably only think of things like amnesia or bloodline mutation. This will allow him to patch up other aspects of Zhuang Sen's life.

He's mentally unstable, so everything he does is perfectly normal!

Indeed, as soon as Zhuang Sen finished speaking, the True Blood Duke was clearly stunned. Half of his buttocks dangled in the air for a while before he finally landed back on the throne. The stagnant blood finally began to flow again, but it wet the hair on the True Blood Duke's hands, causing the originally fluffy downy hair to clump together and droop down, revealing his grayish-white skin. Zhuang Sen, who had been carefully observing the True Blood Duke, noticed something special—on the skin on the back of the True Blood Duke's hand, there was a very peculiar scarlet symbol that looked very familiar to Zhuang Sen, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Strange... what could that be?"

Zhuang Sen pondered, deliberately not concealing his gaze, enriching his "amnesiac monster" persona. True Blood Duke, recovering from his shock, noticed this and immediately withdrew his hand to hide the symbol, only to ask with a question: "You've even forgotten the divine seal?"

"It looks familiar, but I can't quite place what it is," Zhuang Sen replied frankly. "But divine seals... do demons even believe in gods?"

"Hehe, this is not a mark of faith in God, but power plundered from the gods." The True Blood Duke's tone was filled with uncontrollable pride and smugness, but he did not continue to talk about the divine mark. Instead, he changed the subject: "But since you don't even have the basic inherited memories, let's start from the very basics, Earl Zhuang Sen."

The other party withdrew a title.

Zhuang Sen shrugged indifferently, placing the Holy Lance across his lap: "Before that, do you want me to introduce your organization? Brad only told me about other ancient monsters and organizations formed by other monsters, but he didn't mention anything else. Or did you call me here just to show me your ability to seal bloodline power?"

The True Blood Lord had regained his initial elegance and composure, although his appearance was quite the opposite of it, his speech was surprisingly fitting: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Earl Zhuang Sen. I will now introduce you to us ancient demons, or rather, the God's Children who slay gods, and our Origin Blood Organization."

Zhuang Sen leaned back, listening attentively.

True Blood Justice sat down and began to speak in plain language: "We ancient demons are actually creatures created by the gods. In ancient times, the gods and humans lived together on the earth, but there were also conflicts and frictions among the gods, especially regarding how to treat humans. Naturally, they started fighting. However, the battles between the gods were far more exaggerated than those between humans. As the great war continued, the earth cracked, the sky shattered, and many small worlds were completely destroyed, such as the immortal world of us vampires."

"In short, after such a great war, the gods also suffered heavy losses, and humanity was almost wiped out. So the gods could only reconcile and agreed not to start such a war again. But conflicts always need to be resolved, so they created us monsters to fight each other and decide the outcome. The reason we are called monsters is because we are just tools that were created, and also because our appearance is very different from theirs and from humans. In their eyes, we are ugly."

"Unfortunately, war and conflict cannot be eliminated or contained just because they take a different form. Driven by competitiveness, anger, or even simple curiosity, we monsters grew stronger and smarter. Finally, one day, we rebelled against the gods and successfully defeated one of them, seizing her power, which is the divine seal you just saw. With this, we gained more victories and eventually defeated those gods, becoming the masters of the earth."

"Then, as Brad told you, we demons also made the same mistake as the gods, betrayed by humans, had our bloodlines stolen, and ultimately perished. However, unlike the gods who are completely extinct, we demons still have a chance to start over, which is also the goal of our Origin Blood!"

"We must restore the ancient monsters to their rightful place as masters of the world!"

True Blood Lord clenched his fist with great passion, clearly from the bottom of his heart, but Zhuang Sen had no reaction, because he finally remembered that he had seen the symbol on the back of True Blood Lord's hand before—when Miss Mira was passing on her skills, that mysterious vampire temple was full of such symbols!

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Chapter 259: The Monster's Predicament

"Sounds impressive, but I doubt it's that simple. With your... our strength, we could easily establish several kingdoms, if not unify the world. Yet you're sneaking around like rats, forming some kind of cult. Surely you don't just enjoy this shady feeling?"

Although Zhuang Sen had just discovered a shocking fact, thanks to his physical body, he remained remarkably calm, even managing to mock the flaws in the True Blood Lord's impassioned speech. However, his words weren't merely to distract the True Blood Lord; they genuinely reflected his own confusion and doubts. While Brad had been utterly humiliated by Baruo, it didn't mean he was just some random nobody. With the monsters' guaranteed fifth awakening, they could easily establish several kingdoms outside the Fallen Star Kingdom, recruit soldiers, recuperate, and once they unleashed their monster armies, what country could possibly stand in their way? There was only one Baruo!

Unless, there's something preventing them from doing so!

Faced with Zhuang Sen's sharp questions, True Blood Duke slightly toned down his previous impassioned monsterism and regained his elegant and composed demeanor: "It seems that although you have lost a lot of knowledge, you are still very smart. You have gotten to the point, and there is nothing wrong with saying the reason - that is, we monsters have lost the ability to reproduce, and at the same time, the loyal hounds left behind by the gods are constantly hunting us down, so we have to keep a low profile."

Zhuang Sen ignored the first half of True Blood Lord's sentence, but was very interested in the second half: "What do you mean by losing the ability to reproduce? Also, we have overthrown all the gods, so how come their lackeys can still hunt us? Are they all bloodline individuals who have awakened five times, and are there more of them than we are?"

True Blood Lord patiently explained: "Remember the magic circle I used to seal your angelic form power? It's called 'Angel's Fall.' As you can tell from the name, it's a magic circle that targets angels. Similarly, there are different magic circles that target vampires, demons, and so on. Once caught in one, even someone at our level will lose their power. And unlike the one I just used, they also have quick and swift versions. Although the effect is weakened, I don't need to elaborate on the danger of being suddenly weakened in battle. And you're right about one thing: there are many of them, and there are some around you... Yes, those church believers."

"Although not everyone knows about this ability, and even fewer people can use it, compared to us lucky ones who have survived from ancient times, they have accumulated a large number of members over those long years. In addition, they have close ties with human bloodline users, so we are indeed at a disadvantage. Even the body technology was actually developed to avoid being discovered and hunted by them, and to facilitate our actions."

Does the church have this ability?