Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride.

Chapter 28 Surrender
The time comes at night.

Famke opened his eyes in confusion and looked at the rock cave wall above his head in doubt.

I felt silly, as if my thoughts had short-circuited because I had just woken up.

After a while, he said, "I'm not dead."

"Oh, you want to die so badly."

Famke was startled when he heard the familiar man's voice.

He quickly got up and looked in the direction where the sound came from with a wary look on his face.

She saw that the man who had brought her fear of death before was now sitting next to her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"You, why didn't you kill me?"

There was a hint of doubt in Famke's tone.

After all, I had tried to kill him many times.

Vlad ignored Famke and looked at an ancient witchcraft scroll in his hand.

Seeing Vlad ignoring her, Famke gradually relaxed his guard.

Only then did I realize that I was lying on the bed.

Famke subconsciously looked down at her body, and when she found that her dress was still intact, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He got me into bed? What on earth was he trying to do, Famke thought.

Seeing Vlad checking out his collection of witchcraft scrolls with great interest, Famke calmed down and couldn't help but ask Vlad out of curiosity:
"Who are you?"

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Didn't I tell you before?"

Vlad continued to flip through the book in his hand and responded nonchalantly.

"Your witchcraft is quite interesting, blood fusion!?"

"Bloodline Fusion: Enhances the melee combat capability of the body. Speed, strength, magic resistance, elemental affinity, etc. will all be greatly improved."

"Tsk tsk~ Why didn't I see you perform it?"

Vlad closed the witchcraft scroll and said to Famke who was still on guard in front of him.

Hearing what Vlad read out, Famke's plump lips twitched slightly, and after a while he said:

"It's not that I don't want to practice, but I don't have the right bloodline to fuse with."

As she spoke, she glanced at Vlad again, pursed her plump lips shyly and said:

"Besides, it's too ugly after the bloodline fusion."

Hearing this answer, Vlad raised his head in surprise and looked at Famke in front of him.

I really didn't expect that Famke at this period would care so much about her appearance.

According to "Witch Hunter", Famke, as the leader of the black witches in this area, often resorts to unscrupulous means to increase her strength.

Moreover, at that time, Famke had already learned the witchcraft of blood fusion and transformation.

Thinking of this, Vlad's mind suddenly appeared the image of Famke's transformation after the fusion of his blood.

Well, it is indeed ugly.

Seeing Vlad's strange gaze constantly looking at her, Famke couldn't help but shiver all over, and a layer of fine bumps instantly appeared on her delicate skin.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?"

Looking at Famke, who had not yet become the leader of the black witches, Vlad said:
"Have you thought about it? Do you want to submit to me?"

"My patience is limited. This is my last chance for you!"

Seeing that Famke seemed to be still thinking about something, Vlad looked into her eyes with a very deep gaze and reminded her solemnly.

Sure enough, Famke, who originally wanted to delay time and think of countermeasures, trembled her plump body after hearing Vlad's warning, as if she remembered the fear of suffocation to death before.

Seeing that Famke had fallen silent because of his warning, Vlad did not put any more pressure on him.

He believed that Famke, who could become the leader of the witches, would make the wisest choice.

After a long silence, Famke looked at Vlad with resentment: "I still don't know who you are."

Looking at Famke who had relaxed his attitude and let down his guard, Vlad smiled.

"Vlad."

Famke silently repeated the name in her mind. For some reason, she seemed to have heard this name somewhere before.

Just as Famke was frowning in thought due to distraction, Vlad suddenly stood up, stretched out his finger, and hooked Famke's plump and attractive jaw.

Famke was forced to raise her head, and was startled. On her face, which was full of the charm of a mature woman, her eyes subconsciously began to dodge, revealing a look of panic.

"He, what is he going to do to me."

Famke saw Vlad's handsome face getting closer and closer to her, and she subconsciously closed her eyes, her heart starting to pound in panic.

"You don't have fusion blood, I can give it to you."

“It won’t get ugly.”

“You can also stay young forever!”

"I want~either."

"Wha, what?"

Famke, who was blushing, heartbeating and extremely nervous, was stunned when he suddenly heard the whisper in his ear and was unable to react for a moment.

"What I said~wasn't clear enough." Vlad frowned, quite dissatisfied.

"No, it's not."

"I understand."

Famke came back to his senses, nodded quickly, and then lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly.

How could she not understand that she had just made a huge mistake?

Famke hastened to suppress the palpitations caused by Vlad's constant approach, and after a long while, the hot and embarrassing red color gradually faded away.

Unfortunately, Famke did not notice the slight curve at the corner of Vlad's mouth and the playful look in the depths of his eyes.

Looking at Famke who finally succumbed to his mouth, Vlad couldn't help but shook his head. This mature woman was indeed not comparable to a young girl.

It's really too rational.

Even though he was flustered by himself, he still did not forget to fight for powerful conditions for himself.

She is nothing like those girls in Verona, who didn't know which direction the wind was blowing when I flirted with them.

By the way, transforming the witch into a vampire would actually require nearly 30% of his blood and energy to complete the transformation.

The reason for this is that the magical energy that Famke possesses is constantly rejecting the transformation of vampire blood.

This also explains why the black witches among witch hunters are uglier than each other. It is entirely caused by the energy conflict in their bodies.

Fortunately, Vlad discovered something was wrong. After seeing Famke drink his blood, his skin began to crack due to the energy rejection and riot in his body.

More blood should be injected into Famke's body in time, otherwise Famke will not be able to escape the ugly fate in history.

"My Lord, almost all the witches around Augsburg have arrived here."

Famke looked at Vlad standing in front of him, at his tall and straight figure, handsome features, and a hint of heat flashed in his eyes.

"Well, you will be the host from now on."

Vlad nodded calmly, put his hands behind his back, and looked deeply at the dozens of witches gathered below.

These witches were carefully selected by himself in the past few days. Except for those who were unsightly, weak, and mentally abnormal, almost all the remaining witches have arrived here.

The reason why all these black witches are gathered here is naturally to make it easier to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Such a phenomenon of a large number of extraordinary people concentrated in one area is rare in this world. Vlad naturally does not want to waste this opportunity to enhance his power in a short period of time.

As Famke jumped off the cliff and came to the platform on the mountainside, all the witches' eyes were focused on Famke.

The witches' convention also began.

(End of this chapter)