I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: The Changes Brought by the Bloodline Identity

Era of Glory, Year 3522, January 1st.

Lide had been in the Glory World for exactly three months.

In the early hours of this day, Dawn City witnessed the birth of 200 new members of the Bloodline.

12 humans who had successfully completed the hero selection contest evolved into the Holy Light Bloodline under the gaze of the crowd, while the remaining 188 were not honored with this distinction; they were granted the Bloodline of the Holy Light Bloodline within the City Hall.

For the residents of Dawn City, this was a highly commemorative event, the first time humans had witnessed the birth process of the Bloodline.

It was not simply about the transformation of humans into the Holy Light Bloodline; it also shattered their long-standing preconceptions.

It turned out that becoming a member of the Bloodline wasn’t such a horrifying affair.

The atmosphere Lide deliberately cultivated made every participant feel proud, and no one found the festivities terrifying.@@novelbin@@

More importantly, those who became members of the Bloodline during this process were bestowed with the highest honor.

After enduring countless hardships to become Bloodline members, these individuals, under the watchful eyes of thousands, received their rewards in the most honorable setting from the venerable Blood Clan Patriarch of the Holy Light Bloodline himself.

This held an immense appeal for those who would follow.

Who wouldn’t want to be awarded the Dawn Medal amidst the adoration of the crowds, greeted by countless young women bearing flowers, and respected and worshipped by all?

Such dazzling honor was something the commoners simply could not refuse; Lide had planted a seed in everyone’s hearts, one that needed only to wait quietly to take root and grow.

Thus, the hero selection contest could be considered a complete success.

It had not only expanded the Bloodline’s strength but also filled people’s hearts with a longing to become one of them.

And this was just the beginning. When these 200 new members of the Bloodline returned to the crowd, their suddenly elevated status and the privileges and treatments they enjoyed were sure to provoke envy in everyone.

Previously, it was understood and accepted that the Bloodline enjoyed privileges above those of the commoners, for the Holy Light Bloodline were the rulers, the masters of Dawn City.

But now, those who were once just faces one saw every day, some of whom even ranked lower than others, had become nobles overnight, granted various powers and sought after with respect and admiration.

These were privileges others could not enjoy, and the direct sting of this realization was the strongest.

That’s how people are; they won’t envy the wealth of the richest person in the world, but they might envy a friend who wins five million.

But Lide intended to create this inequality. Only through inequality and class distinctions, while showing people the hope of ascending a level, could motivation be fostered.

One could say everything was proceeding according to Lide’s plan.

The next day in Dawn City, the entire city was engulfed in a peculiar atmosphere.

The events of the previous night became the hot topic of conversation for everyone.

Whether it was about the hundreds of young women bearing flowers to greet the victors of the hero selection contest, the 12 who were awarded the highest honor of the Dawn Medal by the Kachar City Lord, or the 12 female members of the Bloodline who embraced them initially, everything sparked heated discussions among the residents.

Especially since they had witnessed the entire process of humans evolving into the Holy Light Bloodline right before their eyes, the witnessing of this legendary, mystical ceremony provided an endless topic for conversation.

Beside the streets of the square, a middle-aged man was boasting to two young men next to him, his face beaming with pride.

“You didn’t see it, but those ladies of the Holy Light Bloodline were truly beautiful. They were right in front of me, and I thought they were going to kiss the necks of the twelve heroes. But instead, they only kissed their hands.”

One of the young men looked on with envy.

“If it had been me, just kissing the wrist would have been enough.”

The middle-aged man gave him a disdainful glance.

“Pah, you? Do you have any idea how much effort it takes to become a member of the Holy Light Bloodline? Such high honor isn’t so easily obtained.

Didn’t you see that out of 3,000 applicants, only twelve heroes were successful?

Without the benevolence of Lord Kachar City, the rest would have had no chance!”

“I… I was just saying,” replied the young man.

The thought of the difficulties dampened his expression; although he envied those who had become part of the Holy Light Bloodline, there was not a hint of jealousy.

The process was simply too daunting.

And such scenes were almost constantly unfolding.

Among the three thousand who had just joined Dawn City within these few days,

the panic in their hearts had dissipated a lot after last night’s events.

Especially because most humans kept repeating the grand deeds of the Holy Light Bloodline, many were unwittingly dragged into the water.

The fear of the Holy Light Bloodline slowly faded in their hearts, replaced by favor and anticipation.

If it were really as good as others said, then living in Dawn City wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

The power of the tap water was very strong; those residents who embraced the Holy Light Bloodline would spontaneously promote the benefits of Dawn City and the greatness of the Holy Light Bloodline to every newcomer.

Often unbeknownst to themselves, these newcomers would become just like the older residents, integrating into Dawn City.

Especially after they were allocated land, they could directly become loyal supporters of the Holy Light Bloodline.

January was the second month of Frost Month, and also the coldest.

Most construction activities in Dawn City were at a standstill.

The pervasive snowstorm had draped the entire city in silver.

The two hundred humans turned into Bloodline by Lide hadn’t been rushed to do anything, instead, they were given a half-month holiday to continue living in their original environment.

Oli felt that although his life hadn’t changed much, it seemed like everything had.

Not for the worse, but for the better in a way that seemed unbelievable to him.

First was his treatment; after becoming a Bloodline, he didn’t need to queue to enter any place, and anyone he met had to pay their respects to him.

Moreover, there were even a few young girls who would come up to chat with him deliberately whenever he was on patrol, one of whom even invited him to go skiing outside the south district during his day off tomorrow.

The attitude of his friends around him had also changed greatly; even though he was a member of the Security Team before, they did not hold much respect for him.

But after he became a Bloodline, even the most esteemed individuals from Eric Town had to speak to him with reverence.

This gave Oli a great sense of satisfaction. It turned out that the experience of becoming a Bloodline was so unique.

However, the only thing that annoyed him was that he was becoming increasingly hostile to sunlight. He used to love basking in the sun’s warmth, but now the sight of sunlight made him uncomfortable.

The sunlight shining on his skin gave him the sensation of being grilled on a spit; last time he was exposed to the sun for less than ten minutes at noon, his skin had already started to burn.

Perhaps a day of sunlight exposure could bring him face-to-face with the Death God.

However, the advantage was that his strength would surge like never before when the sun set and night fell.

In the darkness, he could feel his own might, far stronger than at any other time.

Praise the Night Goddess.

This form of praise common among the Bloodline had also become his.

Coming from the masses, he returned to the midst of the people.

This great guiding principle was thoroughly implemented by Lide.

When people around saw a familiar friend suddenly improve their lot and live well, wouldn’t they be envious? Wouldn’t they also aspire to become someone above others?

A simple operation had made the entire Dawn City hold the warmest expectations for the prospect of becoming Bloodline.

Ordinary Bloodline could embrace a new member only once a year, and after Lide’s plan, the Bloodline had already amassed over four hundred members.

New Bloodline members would have to wait a year before they could embrace a newcomer, and the Bloodline’s strength lay not only in their innate Casting Talent but also in their ability to proliferate.

This mode of expansion was unmatched by many Upper Races.

With a similar move next Frost Month, Dawn City was projected to have over eight hundred Bloodline members by next year,

And by then, Dawn City could truly be considered powerful.

And this rapid expansion was set to continue indefinitely.

Lide was looking forward to the sight of a hundred thousand Bloodline members darkening the skies; by that point, not even faced with Green City would he feel an ounce of fear.

The day when the Holy Light Bloodline would rise to prominence was not too far off.