In the Black and Purple City, under the cover of night, everything is changing and so active.

For dark creatures, night is their true home turf.

The lights all around were dim, illuminating everything around. The flames were flickering, making everything around look a little weird and abnormal.

An'goro and Maine were walking on the road, Maine was supporting An'goro, the old butler Byron originally wanted to catch up, but An'goro waved at Byron slightly and let him step back and leave.

At this time, only Mayne and Angolo were walking slowly on the road.

"Grandpa, this time, the wizards of Eternal Holy Light have gone too far. They even sent priests to our Black Purple City. This is simply a provocation." Anger appeared on Mayne's face, and he looked quite aggrieved.

"This is actually quite normal. Every time a blood moon occurs in Black Purple City, the Eternal Holy Light, Blazing Soul Lighthouse, and other wizard organizations will come and watch us in secret."

Angolo seemed very calm. He spoke in a light voice, and there was no fluctuation or change in his expression.

"Grandpa, they are really..." Maine wanted to say something.

"After all, demons have appeared now." Angoro interrupted Mayne. He looked ahead with an ambiguous look in his eyes and said, "So, it's normal for them to be worried. All wizard organizations and warlock heritages are afraid."

"I just don't know about those two thrones..." Angoro said, his voice getting lower and lower.

"Grandpa, if you can become the sixth-level Holy Sun Throne, then we won't have to worry about anything in the future. At that time, no one else will come to do anything, and they will definitely not dare to come near our Black Purple City to spy."

Mayne seemed to have thought of something, and he looked at Angoro.

"It's not likely that I can be promoted to the sixth-level throne." Angolo shook his head slightly and said, "I lack a lot of things, which are some past experiences. Besides, I know that others will definitely not let me be promoted."

"Are they the two Level Six Thrones?" Maine was slightly startled, and then, as if he had thought of something, he spoke.

"No, the two Level Six Thrones have been very busy recently. I don't know what they are doing."

Angolo denied Mayne's words. He looked forward and suddenly said something out of nowhere: "I hate cats."

Cat? Mayne was stunned.

"Mayne, do you want to go to the Stone Ridge Mountain in the Black Sea to marry those sleeping vampires?" At this time, Angoro suddenly changed the subject. He turned his head and looked at Mayne beside him, saying, "What about those three people with the bloodline of the Night Bats who have powerful bloodlines but are sealed and fall into a deep sleep?"

"Yes grandpa."

Mayne nodded in acknowledgment.

"Maine, you have to think clearly. Even if you get the three brides, their seals are too strong, so they will remain in a deep sleep and it will be difficult to wake them up. What you get are not three brides, but at most three warm corpses." Angolo looked at Maine and said this.

"I know." Mayne nodded.

Angoro looked at Mayne quietly. After a while, he laughed. He reached out his hand, gently patted Mayne's shoulder, and said, "Mayne, my child, I hope you won't regret it."

"Of course not." Mayne felt a little confused, but he nodded and spoke anyway.

"If you want to go to the Stone Ridge Mountain in the Black Sea to marry your bride, you will need at least three True Beings. There are not many True Beings in our Black and Purple City. Are you ready to ask someone to help you?" An'goro thought of something, he looked at Mayne and said so.

Maine thought of the other two true existences, and finally, he thought of Morin. He said nothing, but just nodded vigorously at the last moment.

"Okay, that's good, Mayne, you can go down."

Angoro smiled and waved his hand to let Mayne leave.

Byron's body seemed to appear in the shadows, and after a slight movement, he appeared at the original place. He stepped forward, moved his hand slightly, and continued to hold Angolo's arm.

"Master." Byron's voice was very soft and sounded very respectful.

"Byron, come on, let's go to that place."

An'goro said lightly. Byron did not say anything, but just supported An'goro.

They didn't know how long they had been walking or how far they had covered, but in the end, they seemed to have walked out of the Black and Purple City.

This is a pointed stone tower with a stone chamber on top with a window open. At this moment, the cold moonlight is continuously pouring down from outside.

Byron had retreated earlier, and only Angolo slowly moved forward. He stood outside the iron window, looking at the people in the stone chamber, motionless, with no other expression on his face.

Inside was a girl wearing a red robe, with flaxen hair, a beautiful face, but a dazed look. Her red robe was a little messy. She was holding a black cat and looking at the moonlight shining through the stone tower.

"Senma, I told you, I hate cats." Angolo looked at the cat in the girl's arms and frowned.

Meow? The black cat in the arms of the red-dressed girl Senma meowed softly, and its body exploded with a bang, turning into black smoke that kept dispersing in the surroundings.

"Brother...brother, Angolo, Angolo!" Senma seemed to have just reacted. She looked at Angolo, whose face was only exposed outside the iron window, and couldn't help but screaming. Anger and fear appeared on her face, and there was an undisguised panic in it.

"Senma, my sister, you don't look very well." Angolo smiled slightly outside, his lips moved slightly, and said: "You don't look like the Blood Duke at all now."

"Angolo!"

Senma's body was shaking constantly. Suddenly, she let out a scream. She seemed to be crazy. She turned into a scarlet flash and rushed towards Angolo.

But she had just taken one step when black chains suddenly appeared in the stone chamber. They were densely packed and kept spreading out, as dense as a spider web. Those black chains tied Senma tightly, making her scream and fly back involuntarily.

"Senma, sister, my dear sister, do you think you can still escape?"

Angoro was the master of Black Purple City. He looked calm and composed. When he was outside, he showed great self-cultivation. But at this moment, he was a little presumptuous. He looked at Senma with undisguised ridicule in his eyes and said, "By the way, sister, I came here this time to tell you something."

"My grandson Maine is really a very smart kid. He plans to go to the Stone Ridge Mountain in the Black Sea to marry the three sleeping vampire brides. Haha, he is really smart. He is really too smart."

As Angolo spoke, he laughed somewhat impudently.

Senma was stunned for a moment.

"Angolo, you lunatic, have you promised Maine?" Senma couldn't help but exclaimed, and she looked at Angelo with disbelief in her eyes.

"Why not agree, Senma, my sister, why don't I agree to Mayne?"

Angolo asked back.

"The one sleeping on the Stone Ridge Mountain in the Black Sea is my daughter. That...that is also your daughter, Angolo!!" Senma screamed with a distorted face.

"I know, I know, I know!"

Angoro also roared angrily, his face was crazy and irritable, and he said, "But what can I do? There are not many of us vampires who have the purest bloodline inheritance. We only have this one branch. Senma, sister, respected Grand Duke of Blood, I don't want our bloodline to become impure."

"Just like those people out there who claim to be vampires, but are actually just a bunch of bastards!"

"My sister, I don't want my descendants to become bastards!!"

Angolo's roar was extremely loud, like bursts of muffled thunder exploding here. His body suddenly became very tall and big, his eyes were glowing with a deep wine-red light, his lips were broken, and a pair of deep fangs stretched out from his mouth, looking extremely scary.

Bang! Senma's body hit the stone wall heavily, as if it was blown by a strong wind, making a muffled sound.

"Sister, why did I suddenly attack you and breed with you? It was for the sake of having purer offspring!" Angolo seemed to have thought of something. He laughed softly and said, "Four, sister, Senma, dear, we have four daughters. Tsk tsk, they are worthy of being our offspring. Their bloodline power is so pure and powerful."

"In order to prevent my daughters from continuing to reproduce with us, you wanted to teleport them all and let them leave secretly, but unfortunately, only one disappeared, and the other three were seriously injured. So you took this opportunity to seal them and let them fall into a deep sleep so that they would not be disturbed."

"Sister, you are such a great mother."

Angolo opened his arms, and behind him there were groups of black storms rolling up, and he laughed wildly.

"Angolo, Angolo you..." Senma looked at Angolo. She struggled and wanted to get up, but she felt weak all over and couldn't move at all.

"Sister, do you know how Mayne came about? He is a rare pure blood among us vampires. So, guess who his mother is?" Angolo seemed to have thought of something. He laughed strangely and said, "Sister, respected Grand Duke of Blood, guess what?"

Senma closed his lips tightly and didn't speak.

She suddenly felt an indescribable sense of horror in her heart, as if something terrible was about to emerge.

"Mayne is different from that bastard Sherov. He is the product of my going to the Black Sea Stone Ridge Mountain and venting my desire on our daughter." Angolo smiled slightly and said, "Eighteen years have passed. Our daughter has grown up. I also want to try the scent of a pure vampire virgin."

"Who would have thought that after more than a month of lovemaking, my daughters actually got pregnant with my children? It was such a surprise and a real surprise."

"Wendeluo, my eldest son, a child of impure blood, discovered something unusual. It turns out that he likes one of the brides. Oh, he likes his sister. It's a sin."

"So I killed him and pretended that Mayne was his son, for a long, long time."

Angolo said softly, the expression on his face was a little twisted, but also a little enjoyable and wanton.

"Angolo, I will kill you! I will kill you!!" Senma's body began to tremble. She screamed, moved her body, and turned into a thick blood light and rushed towards Angolo.

But this is undoubtedly of no use.

With a bang, Senma's body flew back heavily again. Countless black chains emerged, silently and invisible, and entangled her tightly.

"Sister, I came here to tell you because I am also curious. If Mayne married his mother, what kind of bloodline would the offspring born to his mother be?" Angolo showed an intoxicated look on his face and said, "I am really looking forward to it. It is really exciting."

It was quiet all around, and no one spoke except An'goro.

Senma was lying on the stone slab on the ground, gasping for breath. She was extremely weak and had no strength left.

"In fact, I still have some regrets. If my other daughter hadn't left at the beginning, it would have been great if all of our bloodlines were gathered together."

"After all, sister, we have four daughters."

Angolo looked at Senma on the ground and whispered something.

He chuckled softly, then turned and left.

Senma was the only one in the stone chamber.

The night was covered and darkness enveloped us.

Senma was lying on the ground. She opened her mouth and wanted to shout, but she just kept exhaling. She didn't say a word and didn't make any sound.

"Daughter...my daughter...my daughters..." Tears silently flowed from the corners of Senma's eyes.

"Meow."

In the darkness, a black mist condensed into a black cat and slowly walked out.

It walked silently to Senma's side and licked the palm of Senma's hand gently, giving a warm and soft touch.

Senma's eyes moved slightly, she saw the black cat in front of her, and then she seemed to smile.

Senma slowly raised her body, leaned against the wall, panted, moved her fingers across her chest, made several gestures and movements, and prayed.

"God, you are so great, so immortal, I hope you can bless...bless my daughters...bless them..." Senma said softly in the darkness.