CHAPTER 1437 TRANSFORMATION

Joris was in a state of turmoil. It was incredibly hard for him to accept that his son betrayed him.

"Carthy, my son, how could you do this to me?"

Carthy knelt before Joris, and his face contorted in aggrieved pain. "Father, I had no choice but to lie to

you for the sake of my master. But please do not worry. My master has promised me that he will not kill

you."

"Your master?" Joris' frown deepened.

"Yes, Father. I'm now a believer of the Conflicting Chief God. This is my master." Carthy gestured

towards Darren.

Joris' heart skipped a beat. He instantly realized that his son had been subdued by a Defiant Master.

No wonder he had acted in this way! Once one became a believer of a Defiant Master, he had no

choice but to be a loyal slave.

Joris felt somewhat relieved, knowing his son didn't really mean to betray him.

"Human, I didn't expect you to be a Defiant Master. I, Joris, accept defeat. But I must tell you—it's

impossible for you to imprison me or make me surrender to you." Joris eyed Darren almost defiantly.

Carthy felt his heart sink. He knew his father very well. Joris would rather die than submit.

"If that is your choice, I'll fulfill your wish," Darren sneered. Turning to the other Bloodsucker Prince, he

said, "You have a chance to survive. Do you want it?"

The other Bloodsucker Prince, Ryker, knew for sure he didn't want to die like this. When he heard This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Darren's proposal, he nodded vigorously.

"Please tell me how!"

"It's very simple. There are two humans here who need to be transformed into bloodsuckers. So as

long as you fulfill this task, I'll let you live," Darren said.

Ryker couldn't believe his ears. Could it truly be so simple? Hesitantly, he silently wondered if this

human was playing tricks on him.

"Humph! What do you take me for? Some kind of idiot?" he spat angrily. Ryker didn't believe a word of

what Darren just offered.

"Sir, what my master says is true. As long as you have successfully transformed those two humans into

bloodsuckers, you will be given your freedom."

Carthy stood up to defend his master.

Eyeing Ryker, with a hint of mockery in his tone, he said in a low voice, "But since you have refused the

chance offered by my master, this chance belongs to my father now."

The fact was that even Joris felt tempted to take up this offer.

He had been under the impression that these humans would torture and then eventually kill him.

But it turned out that he only needed to transform two humans in order to be set free. Was he willing to

sacrifice his dignity over such a menial task? Joris knew what he needed to do. He had to seize any

chance to survive.

"Carthy, I am already half dead. Before I die, my only hope is that you're telling me the truth. Please,

my son, do not lie to me. Is this chance real?" Joris asked bitterly.

Tears welled up in Carthy's eyes. "Father, it's true I deceived you into coming here. But everything after

that was up to my master, and he has arranged everything well. As long as you transform the two

humans, he will definitely let you go. My master would never break his promise!"

Joris pretended to think for a while. "Okay," he finally said. "I would rather die than help my enemy, but

for the sake of my son, I shall agree to your terms."

Darren glanced at him and a devious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. "It's too late. I was

going to give this chance to you, but I have found that Bloodsucker Prince Ryker is a man of more

character than you. He is more suitable to live in this world. So, I'm sorry, but you lost your chance."

"Master! But you promised me!" Carthy fell to his knees in anguish.

"Well, it's your father who didn't value the chance. I don't like people like that. Don't try to stop me. I'll

give this chance to Bloodsucker Prince Ryker." Darren then turned around indifferently.

"Ahem, thank you, Conflicting Chief God."

Ryker's eyes lit up, overwhelmed with relief. He couldn't believe the chance of survival fell into his hand

so easily. Such good luck!

Then, Darren led everyone to the Blood Cloud Palace.

Elsa and Connor were then carried into the hall.

"These are the two humans. I will let you go as long as you successfully transform the two of them."

Ryker took a quick glance at Elsa and Connor. Then, eyes wide, he abruptly took a few steps back,

unconsciously unfolding his bloody wings.

"The aura of a Defiant Master!" he gasped.

Ryker was seized by fear once he realized the two humans emitted the aura of the Defiant Bloodsucker

Prince.

"I can't do it!" he roared.

"You can't do it?" Darren echoed in a bored tone. "Well then, Lord Starry Sword, please kill him. I'll let

Joris have a try." Darren blinked calmly, unfazed by Ryker's hesitation.

Immediately, a black and white sword intent sliced off one of Ryker's bloody wings.

Ryker cried in pain and fell to his knees. "Please give me one more chance. I will go all out."

"Then what are you waiting for? Do it now!" Darren snorted, his patience running thin.

"Yes."

Ryker took a deep breath. Even if he doubted Darren's integrity, he had to give it a try. Perhaps, in the

end, Darren would actually let him go.

Then, Ryker went straight into the cage and bit the neck of Connor.

Immediately, the meridians all over Connor's body bulged, like countless worms pulsating violently, and

his eyes looked like they were about to explode.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Connor roared, looking extremely ferocious.

At the same time, Ryker didn't look too good, either. When he had absorbed Connor's blood, the trace

of the blood vitality of the Defiant Bloodsucker Prince made him feel like he too was going to explode.

But he had to hold on. This was the only way for him to survive.

Waves of blood vitality erupted from the bodies of Connor and Ryker, filling the entire hall.

The two streams of blood vitality collided against each other. It seemed the hall was on the verge of

collapse under the impact.

An hour later, the blood vitality dissipated and the hall finally quieted down.

In the cage, Ryker fell to the ground, twitching. In front of him, a newly born bloodsucker was eyeing his

surroundings curiously.

"It worked!"

Gilmer and the others jumped up and down with excitement.

Connor was finally successfully transformed into a bloodsucker! Even Darren smiled. As long as Ryker

was killed, Connor could possibly become a human again.

But it wasn't the time to kill him, not just yet. They needed to wait until Elsa had also been transformed.

"Bloodsucker Prince Ryker, please transform the other one," Darren calmly asked the writhing figure on

the ground.

Ryker's body convulsed, and his blood vessels burst. He was in terrible shape.

"I need ten years to recover," Ryker said hoarsely.

"Ten years?" Darren frowned. "That's impossible. We can't wait that long. Transform her right now, or

you can go to hell. Anyway, I still have Joris..."

"No!"

Ryker forced himself to get on his feet. "Let me rest for three days, just three days. And if you can get

me some fresh blood, I will recover sooner."

Wearing a cold expression, Darren didn't respond.

"Sir, I know you're a man of integrity. You won't change your mind halfway, right?" Ryker asked

uneasily.

"Forget it. I'll still give you the chance. I'm going to get something for you. Prepare yourself for a while

and then transform the other one."

After saying this, Darren disappeared into his small world.

A moment later, he returned with a large basin of fresh blood in his hand.

Ryker's eyes lit up greedily. The blood smelled like Joris'. Ryker was eager for the blood of a

Bloodsucker Prince.

As soon as he opened his mouth and took a deep breath, the blood poured into his mouth.