The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

An indescribable sensation of scorching heat appeared at the position of the heart.


With a low scream, the Blood Marquis once again turned into hundreds of blood demon worms.


Ever since the Blood Marquis learned of the existence of the blood demon worms, which specifically target the 'Bloodline Clan', he pondered how to deal with these insects.


After expending ten insect eggs, the Blood Marquis found a solution.


He discovered, although blood demon worms could target everything of the 'Bloodline Clan' and were extremely fond of feeding on the fresh blood of the 'Bloodline Clan', once the blood demon worm had gorged itself on the fresh blood of a 'Bloodline Clan' member, it would become highly dependent on that member, regarding them as a close relative.


This discovery was useless for the vast majority of 'Bloodline Clan' members.


Because, the blood demon worms' appetite was too enormous.


Chapter 978 - Chapter 947: Magic Wand and Blaze!_3