Yan Rufeng knew well that Blood Slaughter's body was different from ordinary people. Though Blood Slaughter had European blood, he was a genuine vampire. Yan Rufeng didn't know what would happen if Blood Slaughter practiced magic.
"So be it,"
Yan Rufeng sighed deeply, "Blood Slaughter, today, I will pass you the Great Angel Manual."
As soon as Yan Rufeng finished speaking, a beam of light entered Blood Slaughter's forehead.
Blood Slaughter immediately entered a meditative state. Several minutes passed, and suddenly a black light emanated from his body.
"Rip... Rip..."
The sound of clothes tearing came from Blood Slaughter's body.
Tian Lang, standing behind Blood Slaughter, looked over and his eyes widened in astonishment: "Master, look, Blood Slaughter is growing wings."
At that moment, the wings on Blood Slaughter's back unfolded with a "buzz."
A pair of wings emitting black light flapped in front of Yan Rufeng.
"Dark Winged Angel!"
