Pureblood vampire warriors, step forward! Laugh at the daylight!

Misa looked up at the sky. The roar of Old Bai before his death still echoed under the blue sky of the TOPS Financial Alliance headquarters building. Even in the dark sewers, where only the shimmering water reflected a few glimmers of light, one could still hear the unwillingness and madness in his declaration.

Misa lowered her head, couldn't help but sigh, and murmured, "Has it really come to this?"

Upon hearing this, Hoshimi Miyabi raised her demon sword, its chilling blade pointing directly at Misa. Her expression was far more cautious than before, her brows furrowed slightly, and her quiet words echoed in the empty sewers.

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing much, it's just that the patriarchs of our vampire clan have all been confirmed dead. We will have no choice but to continue this war until all pureblood vampires are wiped out! Miss Xu Shou."

Before Hoshimi Miya could even process what Misa had said, Misa, with a smile on her face, punched the inner wall of the sewer!

Bang!

Misa's punch was so powerful that the entire sewer trembled.

The ice that had been frozen by Hoshimi Miyabi suddenly cracked, and dirty water from upstream gushed down, bringing a stench that was accompanied by thick white mist.

Hoshimi Miyabi couldn't help but click her tongue and subconsciously stepped aside to the edge of the sewer pipe.

Suddenly, Hoshimi Miyabi's eyes widened.

Suddenly, the top of the sewer pipe collapsed, and sunlight streamed down, casting a huge shadow on the water's surface.

Hoshimi Miyabi looked up and couldn't help but feel surprised.

The source of such destructive power and enormous shadow was not the colossal creature she had imagined, but merely a small mouse standing with its back to the sun, which cast its long shadow.

No, that's not right!

No mouse has red eyes, and no mouse has such volatile etheric activity.

This is a demon!

"Ogura, come here!"

What Hoshimi Miyabi didn't expect was that Misa softly called out the name of the Rat Demon and brazenly reached out to touch the edge of the sunlight.

Without a second's hesitation, Misa stretched her hand into the sunlight!

laugh!

With a sound like meat being thrown into a frying pan, black smoke immediately rose from Misa's palm. Her originally fair skin turned red instantly, and blood beads seeped out. Before they even hit the ground, they were evaporated by the high temperature of her palm, forming a thick scab on her hand!

If Misa continues to be exposed to the sun for a while longer, her arm might be ruined!

[Squeak~]

With a squeaking sound, Kogura leaped from the top of the small waterway and landed precisely in Misa's palm.

"What do you want to do?"

Unable to figure it out after much thought, Hoshimi Miyabi directly asked the person involved.

"Can't you see?"

Misa held the small jar to her mouth and suddenly took a bite.

The purple liquid burst out instantly, splashing all over Misa's face.

It had a mouse in its mouth, its right eye was closed, its face was covered in a thick purple liquid, and its whole body was glowing, with the light growing stronger over time.

Misa slurped down the whole thing, swallowing Xiaocang whole, then let out a burp, her lips curving into a strange arc.

"Of course it's... mocking the daytime!"

boom!

The moment Misa finished speaking, the fluorescent light on her body suddenly reached its limit.

In an instant, a beam of light shattered the sewer and shot straight into the sky.

In an instant, the azure sky was washed clean, and the sun was covered in purple light. At that moment, it seemed as if the sky itself had shrunk.

Hundreds of thousands of human soldiers and half-vampire soldiers were simultaneously drawn to the extraordinary celestial phenomenon, staring intently at the sky. Their eyes trembled, as if they had covered their mouths in astonishment, their lips quivering several times, yet they couldn't utter a single word.

After several seconds, one of the human soldiers finally remembered to report to his superiors, so he pressed the earpiece under his helmet and said blankly:

[Calling command, calling... eh?]

No one answered at the command post!

Number 11 sat in the middle of a circle of white-snow-like screens, raising his little hand and slapping it hard on the table.

"Damn it, the signal's down!"

Number 11's face appeared calm, but in reality, she was burning with rage. If anxiety could materialize, she would have already burned the world to the ground!