Chapter 386
Vampire C stood dumbfounded at the door for a long time, then suddenly ran over and hugged his brother, bursting into tears: "The Demon Queen's level is so high!"
It seems like he's about to be subdued?
Waaaaah... Will we ever be able to beat her?
Vampire B and Vampire D: "???"
Bro, what's gotten into you?
When they found out what reward Vampire C had received, they were so jealous they almost crawled on the ground in agony.
While grabbing Vampire C's shoulder and shaking him, yelling "You traitor!" he was inwardly pounding his chest, wondering why such a good thing hadn't come their way.
Also, why didn't the vixen send Andrei and the others to do that?
Could their strength be inferior to that brat Xie Miao?
If Wen Xin knew what Vampire B and D were thinking, she would definitely tell them: In terms of quick thinking, you really can't compare to Xie Miao at all.
It was also because Xie Miao had been traveling around for years and was extremely familiar with the human race that he was able to come up with a perfect plan to make Andre suffer a bloody defeat.
As for Vampire B and Vampire D, these two antique vampires who have lived in seclusion in the Rose Palace for thousands of years, they probably only know how to use brute force...
Let's forget about it then.
If it really came down to fists, Wen Xin wouldn't need them at all. She could just lead her Grand Duke back to Bright City and kill her way back.
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As night falls, the Red Maple Manor is brightly lit, bustling with people, and filled with the fragrance of fine clothes and the rustling of hair.
After sunset, it's the vampires' turn to shine.
These vampire nobles, who have long lifespans, don't need to work, and have no mortgage burdens, love to party all night long and dance the night away.
Red Maple Manor is the property of Marquis Maxim.
Marquis Maxim, unable to avenge his youngest son's disappearance due to the loss of "Wen Yu," was devastated and in a very poor mental state, even causing a scene at the Elders' Council several times.
Later, his eldest son took him back to the manor to recuperate for quite some time.
Seeing that his father was in better spirits and fearing that he might be bored, Earl Vic decided to throw a banquet for him tonight to liven things up.
The vampires who can come to Red Maple Manor are all of high-bloodline nobility.
Some still follow the ancient way of life, arriving in luxurious and exquisite carriages, while others are more fashionable, driving limited-edition luxury cars from the human race.
The collision of the ancient and the modern creates a unique scene at the entrance of Red Maple Manor.
At this moment, Count Vic was standing at the gate greeting his guests.
Suddenly, a commotion arose from the crowd.
Count Vic frowned slightly, but the composed man did not utter a word of reprimand, after all, all guests were guests.
He turned his head to see what was going on over there, and then he saw a silver-white carriage coming from the sky, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
This is……
"Pegasus? It's actually Pegasus?"
"Weren't Pegasus extinct on the continent of Prometheus long ago?"
"Yes, that's the legendary mount of a god!"
"What happened?"
Who knows?
"Look, aren't those Ancestor Danil and Ancestor Gru?"
"Weren't the two patriarchs always by the Grand Duke's side?"
"How foolish! Who else but the Grand Duke could have those two patriarchs driving the chariot?"
Count Vic was both bewildered and panicked.
What are they saying?
Grand Duke?
Holy crap!
Why would the Grand Duke attend their banquet?
Oh no, has the Grand Duke awakened?
No, no… Count Vic could no longer maintain his elegant and composed image and rushed frantically into the manor.
Father, something terrible has happened!
The Grand Duke has arrived at our home! Ahhhhh!
Pegasus landed steadily on the ground, followed by a chilling and terrifying pressure.
The vampires, dressed in magnificent robes, were already kneeling on the ground, and the once bustling Red Maple Manor was now deathly silent.
Marquis Maxim and his eldest son rushed out with lightning speed, and then, with a thud, they also knelt down.
Compared to the freakish Semyon who could calmly establish ties and address his subordinate vampires as "ancestor," Marquis Maxim stammered and couldn't even utter a word.
Although he has lived for thousands of years, not to mention the distant past, just a thousand years ago, when the Grand Duke of the Vampire Clan single-handedly wiped out all the witches on the continent and forced the three races to obediently sign a ceasefire treaty, he was just a pawn and didn't even have the right to ask to see the Grand Duke.
A thousand years later, the Grand Duke actually came to his house?
Holy crap, holy crap!
Marquis Maxim was starting to wonder if his family's ancestral graves were emitting auspicious smoke today.
But his ancestors were nothing more than lowly followers of the Grand Duke, not even qualified as subjects, so emitting auspicious smoke wouldn't help!
Just as Marquis Maxim's mind was in turmoil, the carriage door slowly opened, and a vampire duke in a black robe stepped out, carrying a girl in a matching black dress.
The submission and suppression of their innate bloodline made these vampires lower their heads and tremble in fear.
Wen Xin stared blankly at the group of vampires kneeling on the ground in front of her.
What are you all doing?
Those who didn't know better might think it was the scene of some cult or organization.
The vampire lord ignored the group of vampires kneeling on the ground, raised his hand, and gently tidied the little girl's hair.
Wen Xin tugged at his sleeve. "Odis, aren't you going to let them get up?"
Vampires: How dare you! Which audacious little girl dares to address the Grand Duke by his given name? Drag her out and behead her!
Marquis Maxim, who had been trembling, suddenly raised his head. His hatred for the murderer of his son temporarily overshadowed his awe of the Grand Duke. He glared fiercely at Wen Xin and said, "Yes, it was you!"
If Count Vic hadn't held his elderly father back so tightly, Marquis Maxim would have already rushed over and killed him.
Of course, Count Vic thought that his own father might be the one to die in the end.
Didn't you see that the witch is being protected in the Grand Duke's arms right now?
That was the legendary god of darkness, who looked down upon all living beings and was devoid of emotion and desire!
When they received news that the witch had disappeared in the Rose Palace, they speculated whether she had been taken as a blood servant by the Grand Duke.
But no one wanted to believe this conjecture; they were more convinced that she had been torn to pieces by the Grand Duke.
It was only because his enemy was dead that Marquis Maxim was able to slowly recover; otherwise, how could he have endured such a situation?
But what he saw shattered Marquis Maxim's illusions. He found himself not only failing to avenge his youngest son, but also personally elevating his enemy to a divine status...
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