The sky gradually darkened, and Mu Mu's biological clock reminded him that it was time to go to bed. Sleepiness overcame his novelty of things, and he leaned listlessly on Misal's shoulder.

Misal kept an eye on his movements and raised her hand to stroke the back of his neck. "Are you sleepy? Wait a little longer, we'll be home soon."

Mu Mu buried her face in his chest and said in a nasal voice, "Okay."

With a clear purpose, Misal took Mumu to an exquisite manor.

There were many low-level blood servants wandering around the luxurious and grand manor. They lit lamps everywhere in the manor. Although they were not bright, they added some brightness to the dark manor.

Looking down, it looks like a cluster of stars in the dark night.

Mu Miao forced himself to look over, and seeing the beautiful scene reflected in his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh, "How beautiful."

Misal simply looked into his beautiful eyes and said generously, "You like it? Then this manor is a gift to you."

Before Mu Mu understood what he meant, Misal had already led him into the manor in a swaggering manner, and they collided head-on with the blood servants coming towards them.

When the blood servant saw them, he was obviously stunned at first. Mu Mu was puzzled. Is this the normal attitude when seeing the master?

Mu Mu thought that perhaps it was because Misal had been imprisoned in heaven for too long, and they were extremely surprised by Misal's sudden return, which was why they seemed a little frightened.

Mu Miao thought it was very reasonable and was about to greet them in a friendly manner. After all, he was a guest.

"you……"

Just as the words started to flow, the blood servants trembled violently, turned around and ran away, shouting in panic, "Hurry up! Two thieves have come in!"

"Guards, guards!"

"Catch them!"

Mu Mu was dumbfounded and eagerly grabbed Misal, "Isn't this your home? Why are they arresting us?"

Misal put a hand on his shoulder and denied it flatly, "How can such a shabby place be my home? Wait here for a while, I'm going to kill my eldest nephew first."

Mu Miao: “……?”

He kissed Mu Mu's forehead soothingly, and before leaving, Mu Mu held his hand.

"I don't want to stay alone." Although Mu Mu was confused, he still chose to stay with Misal, "I want to go with you."

Misal was helpless in the face of Mumu who was so clingy. He agreed directly with a smile on his face, and reminded him: "Remember to stay by my side, it might be a little bloody later."

As for how bloody it was, Mu Mu witnessed it in the next few minutes.

In the face of absolute strength, Massal doesn't even need to take out his weapons. He only needs to appropriately display the pressure of the higher-level vampires, and the tremendous force can crush the lower-level vampires who try to stop them.

After the death of the low-level vampires, their bodies instantly turned into a pool of sticky blood, and the originally clean and tidy ground became bloody.

Mu Mu followed Misal closely, holding his hand tightly, looking at the pool of blood at his feet and pursed his lips.

He was still wearing an angel's white robe, with the excessively long cloth hanging down to the ground. If he stepped over it, there was a high possibility that his clothes would be soiled. Mu Mu loved cleanliness, so naturally he was unwilling to do that.

Seeing his depressed face, Misael's heart suddenly lifted. He wiped the blood off his hands nervously and asked him with forced calmness, "Sariel, what's wrong?"

Could it be that the way he killed people was so brutal that it scared him?

Misal couldn't help but feel regretful. He shouldn't have brought Mu Mu here. How could the kind little mixed-blood who grew up with angels tolerate such a bloody scene?

Mu Mu held up the hem of her clothes, and distress flashed in her beautiful blood-red eyes. "Clothes, this is the only one I have. I can't get it dirty."

As he spoke, he looked up at Misal, opened his arms, and made a standard gesture for asking for a hug.

Misal was stunned for a few seconds. His slow-beating heart unusually quickened at this moment. His brows relaxed, and he placed his hands under Mumu's armpits, picking him up like a child. "It's okay. I have plenty of clothes. It's okay if they get dirty."

Mu Mu's arms naturally wrapped around his neck, and her soft cheek rested against his neck. She said coquettishly, "But I don't have it now, so it can't get dirty. I don't want to wear dirty clothes."

He spoke slowly, as if he was complaining or acting coquettishly unconsciously, and to Missal's ears, it was the whispers between lovers.

Misal's heart was about to melt into water in Mumu's every move, so naturally he agreed to everything he said. "Okay, I will definitely not dirty your clothes."

He held him and walked through the pool of blood. He was extremely careful and cautious while killing people, controlling the scope of the blood spurting out to keep Mu Mu clean.

Mu Mu sat in his arms, dressed in spotless white, looking out of place in this environment.

The vampire prince who came hurriedly saw the special color hidden in Misal's arms at a glance. His eyes, which had become turbid due to his indulgence in alcohol and sex, flashed with surprise and he swallowed his saliva.

The pretty little vampire nestled obediently in the man's arms, wearing a pure white satin robe that was rare among the vampires. Her long golden hair was draped behind her, and her fair skin seemed to glow in the dim light.

Holy like an angel...

The prince's eyes were glued to Mu Mu and he couldn't look away.

The players following behind him were also stunned. This NPC seemed to be unbelievably good-looking.

【Ahhhh, Grandma, I saw an angel! 】

[Does a vampire really look like this? Woohoo! If it weren't for his vampire-specific eyes, I would have mistaken him for an angel.]

[Why isn't this NPC listed in the system introduction?! I need all his information in three seconds! Honey, wait for me, I'm coming!]

[Calm down, guys! S-rank dungeon, are you serious?]

[Yes, it's my wife Sariel! Wife, wife, I'm here to tip you off. Your queen is looking for you all over the world. Hide quickly! Otherwise, you'll be in trouble!]

Mu Mu didn't like the way the vampire looked at him. He curled his lips in disgust and buried his head in Misal's neck.

Misael's large palm gently stroked his neck, soothing Mumu's emotions. He swept his murderous gaze over the prince, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Nephew, you scared your aunt, what should I do?"

The powerful pressure from a generation of vampires surged like a tide, and all the vampires present without exception fell to their knees, trembling all over.

The prince was only a second-generation noble. He staggered two steps under the pressure of Misal and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment. When his eyes met Misal, his pupils shrank.

His face turned pale instantly, and he looked at Misael with fear in his eyes, "Misael...you are back..."

"How rude! You don't even call me uncle."

The soul sword in Misal's hand emerged, and the dead soul contained in the sword looked at the prince greedily. A cold laugh reached the prince's ears, and he waited quietly for the feast to begin.

The prince stared at the knife intently, stepped back, and said in a trembling voice, "Missal... Uncle, that incident was a misunderstanding. I didn't know you were injured at the time... Cesivido... He found you himself. It has nothing to do with me..."

He seemed to be frightened by the Mass and tried to defend himself incoherently.

The prince knew the unbridgeable gap between the first and second generation of vampires. It would be easy for Massal to kill him, and he had no power to resist at all.

Misal scoffed, watching his ugly appearance playfully, and whispered leisurely in Mumu's ear, "He's the most useless of the second generation. His strength is weak, but he always uses his stupid brain to do stupid things that he thinks are smart."

After listening to their conversation and understanding the general situation, Mu Mu tilted his head and asked him, "So it was he who tipped off Saixi, which led to your capture by Heaven?"

Misal glanced at the trembling prince with disdain, "Well, he's courting disaster, so I say he's stupid."

Mu Miao killed him with one blow, "But weren't you still caught? He was successful after all, you were imprisoned for so many years."

"..." Misael silently pressed his little head, "Baby, can you let me pretend for a while, give me some face, and don't expose me?"

Mu Miao nodded obediently, "Okay."

He did what he said, and covered Misal's lips with his. He looked at him with admiration and said flatteringly, "You are so amazing."

Misal: “…”

Although Mu Mu's vacation was short, it still made him feel comfortable.

The time when Misal and Mumu were talking was like being executed by slow slicing for the prince. He was well aware of Misal's vengeful character. If he followed his temper, the prince would have no chance of survival.

He threw himself at Misal's legs in a gorgeous suit, completely undignified, grabbing Misal's trouser legs and begging, "Uncle, I know I was wrong. I beg you, for my father's sake, please spare my life."

His shameless behavior deeply shocked the players beside him.

The player's name was Yu Xi, and he looked to be in his twenties or thirties, but his eyes were sparkling and he was in high spirits, as if he was full of energy.

However, after witnessing the prince's series of actions, Yu Xi fell into deep confusion.

Is this really the elegant and graceful vampire prince? He fought so hard to win the first place in the selection just to be loyal to this thing?

Yu Xi held back her tears and pursed her lips firmly.

Not only were his teammates not up to par, but the boss he was loyal to was also killed so easily. How could his life be so miserable? No, he couldn't lose heart! As long as he was alive, there was still hope. This must be a training given by God!

Yu Xi regrouped, held his head high again, and focused his attention on Misal and Mu Mu.

Since the object of his loyalty is useless, he might as well change it.

Mu Mu was nestling comfortably in Misal's arms when he suddenly felt a burning gaze falling on him, making him feel like he was being pricked in the back and it was hard for him to ignore it.

Mu Miao slowly turned his head and looked in the direction where the gaze came from, and met Yu Xi's eyes directly. The latter grinned at him with a mouthful of white teeth, and Mu Miao decisively turned his head away.

It felt like if he responded, he would be shouldering some heavy responsibility.

Also, why are all the players in this dungeon so weird? Mu Mu complained in his heart.

Misal was too lazy to argue with the prince. Mumu was already sleepy, and it was time for him to carry him back to sleep.

Under the prince's horrified gaze, Misal raised his knife and the prince's head and body said goodbye and ran towards the freedom.

In less than a second, the prince's body turned into blood-colored beads and fell to the ground with a ping-pong sound.

A red bead rolled to Misal's feet and was right in front of Mu Mu's eyes. Mu Mu looked at the blood-colored bead and slowly took out the blood-colored bead from his neck.

The size and shape are exactly the same, but the one in his hand is obviously more colorful.

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