Outside the lord's castle in the Bollek Territory, there was a forbidden area where only members of the Reinhardt family were allowed to enter.
The area was actually a beautiful plain with rolling hills, covered with flowers and shrubs, and scattered with a few trees.
At the center of the forbidden area was its most beautiful spot—a small hill adorned with flowers, at the top of which stood a massive Osmanthus tree, its branches swaying gently in the wind.
Beneath the Osmanthus tree, there was a garden, and in the center of the garden stood a gravestone. The inscription read:
"The first human leader, ancestor of the Reinhardt family, Empress of the Goblin Empire, and the last ember of the human race—Fiona!"
However, Vivian's gaze bypassed the main inscription and seemed to intuitively focus on the small line beneath:
"A Sister Full of Regret.""
The words cut like a knife.
Upon reading this, Vivian seemed to visualize a woman, teary-eyed, looking at the sky each night, overwhelmed with guilt. The long-held resentment strangely disappeared, replaced by a deep longing for her sister.
"Fiona, I should have awakened sooner. If I had awoken earlier, I wouldn't have carried such a heavy burden. The human race wouldn't have ended up like this!"
"But I will take revenge for you!"
Under the cold winds of the northern lands, the woman in the red robe stood by the Osmanthus tree for an entire day and night.
On the third day, Vivian bid farewell to Reinhardt and before leaving, she left behind a single drop of her true blood.
The Reinhardt family shared the same bloodline as her, and this drop would become an invaluable legacy for the family.
She also informed Reinhardt that she intended to take all the infected humans with her.
Reinhardt was deeply confused.
"Aunt, those infected people have become something beyond ordinary humans. They need to drink blood to survive, and they no longer feel like humans to me!"
Vivian smiled slightly.
"In your eyes, they may indeed no longer seem like humans, but to me, they are my people!"
"Reinhardt, their origin is me. The plague that spread across the continent was my doing. The purpose was to exterminate the Goblins and take revenge!"
Upon hearing this, Reinhardt's pupils dilated in shock.
"My God! This plague that devastated the entire continent... it was brought about by my mother's sister!"
This was truly unfathomable. To think that she could bring such a catastrophe to the entire continent with her own power—it was terrifying.
He knew that the plague was fatal to Goblins, and that nearly half the other races perished, even his own people, the Winged, couldn't escape.
He couldn't even bring himself to tell Jano.
How powerful was Vivian?
Reinhardt quickly nodded, still in shock.
"Aunt, you can take them. There's growing support among the tribe to exile them. It's already hard to support them here."
Since Vivian was willing to take them, it solved the dilemma his tribe had been facing regarding the infected.
In his heart, after so much time, his faith in keeping these infected humans was growing weaker.
They couldn't be kept alive anymore.
"If you want to take them, then go ahead."
Vivian smiled.
"I plan to take them, let them grow stronger, and then we will march on the Goblin Capital."
"The Goblin Capital?"
Reinhardt's eyes widened in shock. Was she really that bold?
At the same time, Reinhardt couldn't help but worry.
Could Vivian, along with a few thousand infected humans, really defeat the Goblin Empire that had a demigod?
Though she was his newly recognized aunt, Reinhardt didn't want her to risk her life.
Moreover, if the Goblins found out that these infected humans were of human origin…
Vivian seemed to notice his worry and smiled.
"Don't worry, I'm not foolish enough to die. If we can't win, I'm confident I can escape. And I won't drag the human race down with me. I'm planning to create a new race based on these infected humans!"
"A new race? What kind of race?"
…
A few hours later, Vivian returned to the Dumanklin District and gathered all the infected humans.
She stood in the air, looking down at the thousands of infected humans below, and announced in a commanding voice:
"When you all became what you are now, everyone called you outcasts! Since the human race refuses to accept you, we will create a new race!"
"From now on, you and I, all of you, are members of the Bloodline!"
"I will lead you to find a land of our own and survive fiercely!"
"I am the True Ancestor of the Bloodline, Vivian. Follow me!"
As she spoke, her aura spread out, and all the infected humans below, who had been silent, suddenly became excited.
Vivian's presence resonated with them. Her aura made them instinctively bow down in reverence!
When she finished speaking, all of them shouted in unison:
"True Ancestor! True Ancestor!"
"Bloodline True Ancestor!"
"Bloodline! Bloodline!"
"From now on, we are the Bloodline!""