Transformation Pill, Possibility of Becoming a Human?

Fang Ping did not particularly care about the friendship of the orcs. He was willing to help today because of the system.

It did not take long for Fang Ping to find an excuse to bid farewell to the chieftain of the orcs. Then, he found an empty place and prepared to receive the system reward.

Ding… congratulations on completing this level four investment mission. Mission reward: Transformation Pill! '

Hearing the last two words, Fang Ping was shocked and could not help but ask, "System, is the transformation pill you're talking about the same as the thing I'm thinking of? Can it help me transform into a human?"

"Congratulations on guessing correctly, Master. Any race can consume the Transformation Pill."

"Master, as long as your strength can reach the peak of the skeleton race, you can successfully transform into a human after eating this pill!"

"The Transformation Pill is very precious. Master, please preserve it well!"

After the system finished speaking, Fang Ping could not help but feel excited.

Transform into a human?

Wasn't this the wish he had always wanted to fulfill?!

Although Fang Ping had already adapted to the identity and body of the Skeleton Race after coming to this world, he had still been a human for more than twenty years in the past.

Now that he had suddenly turned into a black and dry skeleton, it was very difficult to accept, be it in terms of aesthetics or psychology.

Moreover, the reason why the current Fang Ping and Kallen could not really get together was also because their races were different.

If Fang Ping really transformed into a human one day, even if he was not a vampire, he could still be with Kallen!

At most, he would just let Kallen bite him and turn him into a vampire!

Fang Ping accepted the Transformation Pill rewarded by the system ecstatically and kept it very carefully.

This was his only hope of becoming a human. Nothing could happen to it.

Then, Fang Ping left the orcs' territory and returned to the vampire army's camp.

With his tyrannical strength and superb disguise ability, Fang Ping was not discovered by the vampire soldiers at all.

Moreover, at this moment, the vampires seemed to be holding a celebration feast to celebrate their victory on the battlefield today.

There weren't any restricted areas in the entire camp, so naturally, no one would investigate Fang Ping's identity.

The camp was filled with joy and celebration.

In this battle, not only did the vampires recover the land they had lost previously, but they also severely injured the orc army.

Even the Tauren chieftain of the orc race almost died under the hands of the four dukes.

This made every vampire soldier feel proud.

Ever since they lost the last battle, they had been under too much pressure.

Today, they had finally taken revenge. They naturally had to celebrate and vent their anger.

However, Fang Ping, who was walking in the camp, sensed that something was wrong.

Although there were not many soldiers patrolling outside the camp, weren't there too many patrol teams inside the camp?

Moreover, Fang Ping did not see any high level vampires in the crowd. Logically speaking, now should be the time for them to enjoy themselves with the common folk.

Where had these vampire higher-ups gone?

What were they doing during this celebration?

At the same time, in a tent in the camp…

Kallen's father, Carl, and his brother, Carter, were drinking inside to celebrate their victory.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly ran in from outside.

"Reporting to the family master, Marquis Jed has invited you to the celebration banquet!"

Carl did not think much of this news.

In today's battle, the ancestor of the Jeston family that Jed was in had also participated in the battle. He was one of the four duke experts.

Therefore, it was very reasonable for the Jeston family to host the celebration banquet of the vampires tonight.

"Alright, I'll be there in a while."

The soldier turned to leave. Carl tidied up briefly and dressed in a neat formal suit. He went to the celebration party with his brother, Carter.

At this moment, Carl did not realize that this celebration banquet was actually a trap!

Through the lively crowd, Carl nodded at everyone who greeted him. His face was also filled with smiles.

However, Carl did not notice that his brother Carter's expression seemed to be somewhat strange.

It was as if there was a sickly smile on his face.

Soon, Carl arrived outside the Jeston family's tent.

He opened the tent and was about to take a step in when Carl saw the scene inside the tent.

There was no atmosphere like a celebration banquet here, nor was there any delicious food.

There were only three people in the tent!

The ancestor Duke Jeston, Marquis Jed, and Count Jerry were all here. The three generations of the Jeston family were all here.

Carl immediately realized that something was wrong, but at this moment, he knew that he could no longer retreat.

Duke Jeston had deliberately tricked him here with ill intentions. It was impossible for him to escape in front of the duke.

At this moment, Jed said with a strange smile, "Carl, what are you waiting for? Come in quickly? Do you want the ancestor to personally invite you in?"

Hearing this, Carl revealed a bitter smile and walked into the tent stiffly.

He knew that after today's complete victory, the crazy competition and even annexation among the vampires was finally about to begin!

He originally thought that this vicious internal competition might arrive later. At the very least, it would not begin until the army returned to the Imperial City.

Therefore, he had come here without much preparation today. Who knew that Duke Jeston was actually so impatient to attack his family!

The only hope left in Carl's heart was if Duke Jeston could not come up with a reasonable reason to attack him, the other families probably would not just sit back and do nothing!

After all, annexing each other between families was not very beneficial to the vampires. Instead, it would consume their strength for nothing.

However, Carl was still thinking too simply. Moreover, he did not know that Duke Jeston had long thought of all the reasons.

Jed was the first to speak up against Carl.

"Carl, my son, Leon, died at a ball more than a year ago. You should have heard about this, right?"

Carl nodded.

"Of course I know, but what does this have to do with me? You're not going to tell me that I did this, are you?"

Unexpectedly, Jed actually nodded and said.

"That's right."

"According to my son Jerry's investigation, the first place the murderer went after leaving the ball was your family's territory!

"Therefore, I have reason to suspect that this is a conspiracy against our Jeston family!

"You want our Jeston family to have no successor!"