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The blood clan's kings and queens could become the mediums for the demon lords and by then, they would also be equal to the three kings who had the archangels' consciousness and strength in their bodies.

Time was ticking, and Atherton didn't need too many solemn ceremonies to summon the demon lords, unlike what the Queen did.

Thus, Atherton simply slashed his palm and manipulated his blood to create one huge magic circle in the sky above everyone else.

He didn't even bother to hide his movement because the archangels could enter the battlefield anytime, so why bother hiding this summoning process?

The blood magic circle was completed within seconds, not as long as the Queen's magic circle that required several minutes to be completed.

After the magic circle was ready, Atherton didn't hesitate to open his mouth and touched his four vampire fangs one by one.

Those without the demon lords' bloodline couldn't summon the demon lords without sacrificing their souls, but those with the demon lords' bloodline could simply sacrifice other things—

Such as the vampire's fangs and the two wings.

For Atherton, his fangs were as important as the celestial's wings for the celestials themselves.

Without fangs that symbolizes his race, he was like a humiliated king,  someone who wasn't worthy of being called a pure-blooded blood clan member.

But Atherton was ruthless to himself and didn't hesitate to pull out his fang one by one!

The fang of a vampire was naturally resilient and strong, so when the king forcefully took out his fang one by one, blood spurted out of his gum little by little.

The King ignored the pain of pulling out his proud fangs and quickly manipulated his blood so that not even a single drop would be wasted.

After the king finished pulling out all his four fangs in less than a minute, he threw his bloodied fangs to the magic circle in the sky.

The King's aim was accurate, and the fangs successfully entered the magic circle and were all suspended in the air, sandwiched between two magic circles.

Yes. The King's magic circles were two circles, but both circles were still suspended in the air, and the size was enough to fit seven to ten adult men!

The celestial ancestors naturally noticed such a big bloody magic circle on the other side of the domain, but even so, the celestial ancestors didn't care.

Since the little queen could summon the Archangels, maybe this bratty king could also do the same.

Then, let's just see who would be faster and which side was stronger!

The king's four fangs were all trapped in the middle of the blood magic circles, but this wasn't enough.

The King received all the energy and evil aura that he needed from the ancestors around him, so he was reckless and didn't intend to just summon four demon lords.

The four fangs naturally corresponded to four demon lords, but the king wanted to summon at least six demon lords out of seven demon lords!

So, he still lacked two more sacrifices that were important to him, and the next most important thing for a vampire was naturally, their wings.

Although wings weren't as important as fangs for the blood clan, pure-blooded blood clan members without wings were like chickens.

They had wings but couldn't fly.

Oh. The vampires without wings were worse than chickens who still had wings.

The clan that bore the title of 'The Overlord of The Night' and so on, how could they not have wings to fly in the night sky?

And so, the king put his attention to his proud wings on his back.

Right now, Atherton was sitting on the throne, which was a part of his Conqueror Ability.

He didn't really need his wings for the time being, because the throne would keep him suspended in the sky, no different from flying.

And so, it was fine to sacrifice his wings, right? And just like the celestials, the blood clan could also re-cultivate their fangs or wings.

They just needed a long time to do that, but the blood clan never lacked time.

Thus, the king manipulated his own Conqueror Ability that was represented by the red and black smoke.

Atherton slowly controlled the smoke to create a sharp sword that could cut his tough wings in one go!

The wings of the Blood Clan were not as light or as flexible as the celestial's wings.

They also had too few feathers because their wings were more like dragons' wings instead of birds' wings.

The blood clan also couldn't control the feathers on their wings to change form or something, unlike the celestials.

But in terms of toughness, the blood clan's wings that looked similar to a dragon's wings were naturally better than the celestial.

King Atherton created the sharpest sword that he could create so that the pain he would receive when cutting his own wing could be lessened with a shorter cutting process.

A sharp knife was better than a dull knife to lessen the pain.

The King didn't hesitate to point his sword to his left wing, and using his control over the sword, the king didn't need to hold the sword to cut down his wing.

The black and red sword glinted viciously in the dark night and with one single movement, the sword cut down fast towards the king's left wing!

The cut was clean, and the wing immediately got separated from the king's back without spilling even a drop of blood.

One could see that aside from being ruthless and decisive, Atherton also had a good control over swords and similar weapons!

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