At this moment, Tang Zhong stood in front of him as if nothing had happened.
"This... how is this possible?" Nicholas’s expression was extraordinarily grim.
He had clearly sensed that he had absorbed enough blood, yet this man seemed completely unaffected. Any ordinary person would have been drained to death, and even if this was a martial artist, it shouldn’t be possible for his blood power to be this surging!
"Why stop? Keep going!" Tang Zhong continued smiling and said.
"Won’t cry till you see the coffin!" Nicholas said icily, then resumed his blood-sucking. From Tang Zhong, waves of blood energy continuously flowed into Nicholas’s body.
At this point, Nicholas already felt a powerful surge. Drinking ordinary blood would never provide such an effect, but now he felt bloated, his body stretched taut from an overflow of power.
Tang Zhong remained unaffected because his blood was simply incomparable to that of ordinary people.
Thanks to his cultivation of Blood Soul Transformation, his blood could regenerate endlessly.
Thus, he was never afraid of anyone thirsting for his blood.
Even if ten Nicholas were to drink at once, it would yield no result.
The surrounding onlookers were stunned. After all this time, the Earl hadn’t finished draining one person’s blood, which was utterly inconceivable.
In their eyes, absorbing more blood was an immeasurable boon for vampires.
"Haha, an Earl is truly extraordinary, such immense power is incredible!"
They had no understanding of what Nicholas was truly experiencing at this moment.
After absorbing blood power, Nicholas had reached an entirely unprecedented realm. A black aura surrounded his body, his former bat-like face morphing into a human visage. However, this transformation wasn’t complete; Nicholas’s skin had turned as pale as when he first appeared.
Despite this, the darkness around his eyes deepened.
The darker his eye circles, the stronger his power became.
"The Earl... has entered the Duke realm!"
In the Blood Clan, power was cultivated according to rank.
From Viscount, Earl, Duke, all the way to the King!
And now Nicholas had ascended to Duke.
Not only had the onlookers noticed, but Nicholas himself was overcome with exhilaration: "Ha-ha... Your blood is magnificent! I haven’t finished draining it yet—once I do, I’ll reach King!"
"Keep sucking!" Tang Zhong said with a smile.
Shortly after, Nicholas’s body underwent further drastic changes. From his back, a pair of wing bones emerged—they were real bones, resembling bat wings precisely. At the same time, his hands began to morph, taking on the appearance of bat claws.
An immense surge of blood energy erupted from his being.
The surrounding vampires, sensing the energy, trembled in fear and dropped to their knees.
"The King... it’s the King! Nicholas Duke has advanced to King..."
"It’s real!" All the Blood Clan members knelt to the ground.
Even Nicholas burst into maniacal laughter: "Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha! This is phenomenal!"
"Keep sucking!" Tang Zhong urged with a smile.
Nicholas ignored Tang Zhong entirely.
Now that he had ascended to King, why not strive for the legendary realm of the Blood Clan?
He continued to draw blood incessantly.
Nicholas’s expression grew dreadful.
That’s right—he kept absorbing blood, and in tremendous amounts, but he soon realized the problem. The energy his body had acquired was now overflowing, threatening to burst his body apart.
He felt unbearably uncomfortable.
For the Blood Clan, becoming King was already the highest achievement.
Now, having surpassed this point, the energy he absorbed was overloading his body to the brink of collapse!
If he continued, he would die right then and there.
This was a sight Nicholas absolutely could not bear to witness.
He tried to stop sucking blood.
"Don’t stop—keep sucking!" Tang Zhong said with a grin.
"Something’s wrong with you..." Nicholas roared, desperate to halt.
But it didn’t matter—he couldn’t stop. Even if he didn’t actively draw blood, it continued to flow into his mouth uncontrollably.
"Damn it... What have you done to me?" Nicholas’s voice was distorted.
His body continued to change, rapidly inflating. His frame expanded without restraint.
This was because the internal energy was too overwhelming, stretching his body to its limits. Unable to withstand such immense power, his frame began to bloat.
The once slender figure now resembled an oversized balloon.
"No..." This time, genuine terror gripped Nicholas. If this went on, he would die right here.
The surrounding Blood Clan members were equally horrified. They sensed suppression emanating from Tang Zhong’s blood—their bodies were weighed down so heavily they couldn’t stand.
Tang Zhong finally halted, though he had no intention of letting Nicholas off the hook.
Nicholas, now resembling a grotesquely bloated figure, suddenly ceased absorbing blood, finally finding some slight relief. However, his skin bulged ominously—within lay a chaotic maelstrom of force that seemed ready to burst through at any moment.
"Now I’ll ask you a few questions..." Tang Zhong said with a frosty smile.
"Damn human... What kind of trick is this?" Nicholas roared.
"There’s no ’trick.’ I merely let you absorb blood—you’re simply too pathetic!" Tang Zhong retorted with a smirk, then continued channeling blood energy into Nicholas’s body.
"No... Stop, I don’t want any more!" Nicholas’s frame was on the verge of rupture. His head swelled grotesquely, its original form entirely lost. At last, he realized the terrifying reality of his foe. The blood energy coursing through him resembled a torrential river—utterly horrifying.
"Very well. Answer my questions!"
"Ask... Ask!" Nicholas was overcome with fear.
In this world, no one truly lacked fear. Those who claimed not to fear death were simply delusional.
"Good. Earlier you mentioned the Spirit Stone—what exactly is it?" Tang Zhong demanded coldly.
Mentioning the Spirit Stone, Nicholas’s eyes widened: "You... You ask about that..."
"You just need to answer. You’re going after the werewolves—is it also for the stone? Speak clearly!" Tang Zhong continued, referencing prior claims by the Blood Clan about the Spirit Stone merging... "Explain it!" Tang Zhong commanded.
Nicholas fell silent.
Tang Zhong sneered and sent another surge of blood energy toward Nicholas. His arm, swollen beyond recognition, suddenly burst apart.
It became nothing but a cloud of black mist.
In this state, once the arm exploded, it could no longer regenerate.
"Speak!" Tang Zhong said coldly, showing no mercy.