Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

The next day.

Rayne woke up early in the morning and invited Tyrapotter over.

"Your Highness Rayne, how can I help you?"

Tyrapotter opened a teleportation gate and arrived in front of Rayne. However, for some reason, above the Vampire Queen's warm smile were a pair of eyes that darted left and right, not daring to meet Rayne's gaze.

It was as though...

She had done something bad.

Rayne pretended not to see that. He smiled and decided to explain openly about his meeting with Goddess Justice yesterday.

After all, he had summoned an evil god and had to explain himself clearly.

Rayne said, "Your Majesty the Vampire Queen, you should have sensed the commotion in my house yesterday, right?"

When Tyrapotter heard that, she was shocked and blushed, not knowing how to reply.

"W-Well… I-I…"

After hemming and hawing for a long time, the Vampire Queen finally lowered her head shyly and admitted her mistake under Rayne's gaze.

"I-I'm sorry! Your Highness Rayne! I did something wrong. L-Last night, I shouldn't have secretly..."

Prosperity reminded calmly, "Master was referring to the fact that he summoned Goddess Justice yesterday."

Prosperity, who possessed the Detection Module, naturally knew what the vampire sisters were doing last night when she was serving her master.

However, that was not the main point right now.

"Eh?! Oh, His Highness Rayne was referring to that..."

So, it was about the Blood Goddess...

I was wondering what it was!

Tyrapotter heaved a huge sigh of relief before laughing awkwardly for a long time.

False alarm…

Tyrapotter raised her head and looked at Rayne.

Rayne was still smiling as he looked at Tyrapotter, as though he did not notice her abnormal behavior.

Tyrapotter waved her hand with a smile and said casually,

"Indeed, I sensed something amiss in your house yesterday, Your Highness Rayne... So, you still believe in the Blood Empress."

Rubbing herself against the corner of the table shouting her crush's name as she peeped at him having sex with his maid and drooling at the trash can beneath his house later on...

Compared to that being exposed, the mention of the most violent evil god in the Nether Realm calmed Tyrapotter down instead.

In most civilizations in the mortal world, the evil gods and the fiends under them were the most detestable and unforgivable mortal enemies. Those who colluded with the evil gods and became Fallens would suffer tragic persecution.

However, that was not the case for the vampires.

That was because they themselves were Fallens.

Vampires yearned for blood. Although the reason was slightly different from the reason why that big shot yearned for blood, that did not stop the vampires from treating Goddess Justice as their faith.

Apart from Goddess Justice, in order to make up for their long and boring lifespans, these nobles of the night who did not have to worry about food and clothing also dabbled in various sources of pleasure.

Among them, the belief of the evil dragon, Olivia, was the most popular.

That was precisely the reason why this group of vampires, who were deeply involved in debauchery themselves, would not call foul at the sight of Rayne summoning Goddess Justice. In fact, they might even want to kowtow to Rayne, a chosen.

As for Tyrapotter, although she allowed the belief of the Blood Goddess to become popular in the race, she did not believe in Goddess Justice herself. She did not like war and was not interested in the sexual desires symbolized by the evil dragon as well.

On the other hand, she felt that the creed of the Church of Order next door that could accommodate all ideologies to exist harmoniously was a suitable belief.

But no matter what, the matter of summoning the Blood Goddess passed just like that.

Since the vampires were not against the faith of the Blood Goddess, Rayne took the opportunity to state his next request.

He wanted to try summoning fiends in Cowper City.

Under normal circumstances, summoning fiends was a difficult task. There was a barrier between the Nether Realm and the mortal world.

Without strong corruption and the door to the Nether Realm as a foundation, it was not easy for fiends to come to the mortal world. Only when an extremely terrifying calamity erupted could fiends descend to the mortal world with the strong and ugly chaotic emotions of all living beings.

However, it was not as troublesome for the Gospel Blood Cavalry.

In theory, as long as there were corpses and a chosen was guiding them in the mortal world, the Gospel Blood Cavalry could appear in any corner of the mortal world.

Therefore, what Rayne needed right now were corpses.

However, after hearing Rayne's request, Tyrapotter looked… troubled.

Logically speaking, corpses were not difficult to find.

Unfortunately, corpses were highly sought-after resources in Cowper City.

A large number of werewolves resided in Cowper City.

It was not that these werewolves would steal corpses to eat. On the contrary, for the humans who lived in Cowper City, although they could enjoy the protection of the Vampire Queen, they had to donate blood voluntarily.

Apart from donating blood, they also had to offer up their dead corpses.

Werewolves consumed humans as food after all. Even though they were restrained by the Wolf Queen's strict rules for 300 years, their appetites would not change.

Tyrapotter was not as extreme as the Wolf Queen. If she suppressed the nature of the wolf pack blindly, there would be a backlash sooner or later.

Therefore, it was better to set up a system that could allow the three races to coexist in harmony naturally.

Last night, there were a few more guests in the morgue in Cowper City. However, those corpses had already been used by the werewolves to stew potatoes.

There was no way she could kill some people on the spot just for Rayne, right?

However, Tyrapotter was overthinking…

Rayne indeed needed corpses to summon the Blood Cavalry, however, he did not say that corpses of humans were necessary.

In any case, the only thing required to summon the Blood Calvary were bodies.

Rayne felt that giving them some... pigs should work as well.

"Using the corpses of livestock to summon the Gospel Blood Cavalry?"

Although fiends yearned to descend to the mortal world, these fiends more or less had some standards, let alone the Blood Cavalry that was publicly acknowledged as the elite among the fiends.

Tyrapotter smiled in disbelief.

"I've never heard of such a thing before. Will the Blood Cavalry really come?"

Rayne smiled. "They will."

At the same time, in the land of skulls, an Empress revealed a doting smile.

After making a trip to the butcher's shop, Rayne gathered the sacrifices needed to summon the fiends. Thereafter, Rayne and Tyrapotter found an empty space far away from the city and began to summon.

There was no need to set up an altar or draw a formation. Rayne only had to conjure a single thought in his mind and the blood of the goddess in his body would begin to boil. The authority of the chosen would take effect immediately.

At that moment, the billions of wills that were fighting endlessly in the Nether Realm sensed a summon from the mortal world.

Although the offerings were a little lacking and the fiends had mixed feelings, they still fought to respond.

Before long, accompanied by a dazzling blood light, a corrupting aura that could cause mortals to go crazy began to spread.

The sacrifices began to mutate and pieces of fresh meat convulsed on the ground. Suddenly, the sacrifices exploded into a blood mist. In the blood mist, pale and thick limbs gradually took shape. Thereafter, blood gushed out of the limbs and accumulated into a scarlet blood armor.

The neighing of warhorses sounded from the thick blood mist.

The sacrifices were dismantled as the foundation for the fiends to establish themselves in the mortal world and reconstructed.

When the blood mist in front of Rayne dissipated…

A group of warriors in blood-colored armor stood on the spot quietly.

More than ten cavalrymen rode on beheaded fiend horses and wielded heavy bows condensed from blood.

There were three times the number of infantrymen, similarly wrapped tightly in blood-colored armor. Only their heads that were filled with scars and horns were exposed with ferocious gazes.

They emitted a silent fury.

The Blood Cavalry looked at the chosen who summoned them quietly.

Thereafter, they knelt down in an incomparably orderly manner and bowed to Rayne.

It was filled with reverence!

The Blood Cavalry recognized Rayne Haines.