Father Abraham had indeed been working extremely hard lately.

Rino City Church.

"Take down all the images of God from the main hall and hang them over here! Leave the crosses alone! Just move the images around!"

Father Abraham's commanding voice echoed through the church.

As a priest, he had the authority to alter the interior decorations of the church.

It had been two weeks since he became a vampire. In just these short two weeks, Father Abraham's appearance had completely transformed from what it was before.

Previously, although his eyes were bloodshot and his teeth would transform when desires arose, he still looked somewhat human in his daily life.

But now it was different. His entire body had pale skin, he had become emaciated, the whites of his eyes were completely filled with blood red, and his teeth could no longer retract, permanently fixed in the form they took when he drank blood.

Clearly, Father Abraham had completely transformed from human to vampire.

But along with this came increased strength, enhanced speed, and improved physical resilience.

Additionally, after fully becoming a vampire, Father Abraham instinctively felt he could turn others into vampires like himself, a discovery that thrilled him immensely.

He had originally given up hope for himself, but with the emergence of this ability, he felt he had come back to life!

Whether a vampire had the ability to develop minions was extremely important.

If only Abraham himself were a vampire, then he might as well wait for death, with no need to resist at all.

But now that he had gained the ability to develop minions, this meant he would have more and more allies! To resist the Church's Aura Pressure together with him!

Father Abraham stood outside the main hall directing the missionaries inside to move the God murals and other God-related artifacts, relocating them to more obscure areas.

He hadn't wasted this time - besides developing two minions, his biggest achievement was discovering which Church items could harm him.

Especially long-range damage.

That's why he was directing the missionaries to rearrange items in the main hall, to avoid being instantly burned to death when he entered.

After all, his primary role was priest - he couldn't avoid entering the main hall entirely.

Father Abraham kept his head lowered, his hood hiding his gaunt, pale face.

Watching the busy backs of the missionaries in the main hall, Father Abraham quietly slipped away from the entrance and quickly headed toward the church staff residential area.

His sense of smell was equally sharp, and like Norton, he could identify people through their blood scent.

Low Bishop Goode's scent carried a hint of antiquity, perhaps due to his advanced age. This stood out conspicuously among the Church's blood scents, allowing him to track Bishop Goode's location by following the scent.

Simply converting Church staff wasn't particularly useful, since these church members wouldn't dare suspect anything unusual about him. Only Low Bishop Goode and Bishop Doxia had the authority within the Church to question him.

Therefore, Father Abraham wanted to convert these two as well, thereby securing his complete safety.

After all, having the leadership as his own people was the safest way to live within the Church.

However, Bishop Doxia was currently closely protected by Church Knights, making him difficult to target. He could only go after Low Bishop Goode first.

The Rino City Church still maintained its European castle-like layout. As a low bishop, Bishop Goode's residence was in one of the best locations - a large corner room in the castle.

Moving from the sunlight into the somewhat dark and damp castle area, the reduced prickling pain made Father Abraham sigh with relief.

For some reason, Father Abraham always felt he hadn't become a proper vampire. Whether it was his transformation process or his appearance, both differed from the genuine vampires described in Church texts. His resistance to sunlight was particularly different.

According to Church books, newborn vampires didn't fear sunlight at all, suffering no damage whatsoever.

But Father Abraham was completely different - if he stood naked in sunlight, his skin would burn with unbearable pain as if roasted by fire, developing burns in a short time.

Even when fully clothed and covered, standing in sunlight still caused him intense scorching pain that made him extremely uncomfortable.

But it didn't matter what he had become, as long as he could turn Bishop Goode, or even the entire Church, into beings like himself.

Father Abraham was very pragmatic.

"Knock knock knock..." Light knocking sounds startled Low Bishop Goode, who was handling church affairs inside the room.

"Come in!" The elderly Bishop Goode set down the report in his hand and straightened his posture.

The new Pope, His Holiness Adam, had recently issued a new papal bull.

Its contents... were hard to describe!

Following massive rainstorms and resulting floods in the eastern regions of the Papal States, many cities had suffered severe damage. During this period, His Holiness Adam not only failed to order grain distribution to help people through the crisis, but even continued to apply ideological pressure, requiring churches everywhere to conduct baptisms to solidify public thinking - truly incompetent and tyrannical!

Fortunately, as Low Bishop Goode followed Bishop Doxia, this headache could be handled by Bishop Doxia.

As the door moved, Father Abraham, head lowered and wearing priest's robes, entered the room.

"It's Father Abraham. Shouldn't you be busy arranging your church's appearance? What brings you here?" Bishop Goode asked calmly as he watched Father Abraham's figure.

Bishops and priests belonged to different systems - one under the political system of the Pope and Purple-clad Cardinals, the other under the religious faith system of the Cardinals. In most churches, the two sides didn't have excessive interaction.

Father Abraham kept his head lowered, preventing Bishop Goode from seeing his face.

He slowly stepped closer to Bishop Goode while simultaneously speaking softly to capture the bishop's attention: "I've brought you something, Bishop Goode."

"Brought something? What requires a priest to deliver it personally? Father Abraham, there's no need to keep your head so low - your position already grants you the right to lift your head!" Bishop Goode didn't sense anything unusual about Father Abraham approaching with his head lowered.

After all, few people in the Church were normal - Father Abraham having some quirks actually made him more typical.

Father Abraham moved closer to Bishop Goode step by step. Simultaneously, his head slowly lifted.

Beneath the hood, a gaunt, pale face came into Bishop Goode's view.

Two blood-red eyeballs and elongated front teeth triggered his nerves.

Bishop Goode jolted throughout his body, raising a trembling finger toward Father Abraham as an exclamation burst from his lips: "Father Abraham, you..."

"Bringing you eternal life, Bishop!" Father Abraham's mouth gaped wide as his body instantly leaped toward Bishop Goode.

"Ah... mmm..."

Low Bishop Goode was tackled to the floor by Father Abraham. He tried to cry for help, but Father Abraham's hand already covered his mouth, his immense strength completely suppressing any resistance from the bishop.

Sharp fangs pierced Low Bishop Goode's neck, and gulping sounds echoed through the room.

The ecstasy of blood-drinking filled Father Abraham's heart, making him more excited, his eyes more crimson. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel※fire.net

Low Bishop Goode's struggling gradually weakened until, finally drained of blood, he reached the brink of death.

Only then did Father Abraham release him, then extended his own gaunt wrist and used his sharp fingernail to slice a deep wound in his artery.

Some reddish-brown viscous blood flowed from Father Abraham's wrist, dripping into Bishop Goode's mouth.

Father Abraham watched with crimson eyes as his blood dripped into Bishop Goode's mouth, his face wearing a perverted and obsessive sinister smile.

"Drink, Bishop Goode, drink... Welcome to... true... eternal life!"