Everyone raised their hands without hesitation.

Everyone here likes to experience the existence of novelty.

Rope smiled.

"Then, let's come together."

As the times move forward, the "One God" stands tall in the sky and is with all sentient beings.

Peace permeates the surroundings like the fragrance of flowers.

This is the future of this world.

⑦ Bloodthirsty Attack

Chapter [-] The Evil God Representing Disputes

World and world are different.

This is a simple truth that everyone knows about living in the multiverse.

Some worlds may reverse the positions of men and women, and some worlds may be gravitationally upward. All these things that sound incredible are possible.

Therefore, when the "fantasy creatures" in some worlds become real, and generally coexist peacefully with human beings, and jointly move towards the future of science, it is not a big phenomenon for the multiverse, and it can even be said that it is so common that it can no longer be common. Don't be surprised.

Those vampires, werewolves, magicians, superpowers, witches, artificial life forms, fairies, ancient Tianbu... In the eyes of detached people outside the world, what is the difference between them and humans?

--No.

Just like humans don't care which ant is strong and which is thin.

Titled "Blood-devouring Raid", this fantasy world of trials revolving around the true ancestor of vampires, in the eyes of the great evil god reserve, is completely a leisure place no different from "vacation" in the everyday world.

Probably the only difference.

For Rope, it can be a little more "interesting" than the daily department...

……

The most prosperous city on the border of Eastern Europe, Vistula.

This is a subordinate city under the jurisdiction of the Night Empire "King of War Domain" established by the three most powerful demons in the world, the true ancestor of vampires, "King of War", and it is also one of the paradises of vampires.

Of course, the direct person in charge of the territory cannot be the True Ancestor.

The "first ancestor" who is immortal and leads [-] beasts, enough to destroy the country, has not intervened in the governance of the territory for a long time, and even made a public appearance when he signed a contract between humans and demons decades ago. At the time of the "Sanctuary Treaty" of non-aggression.

The one who directly ruled this vast and fertile territory was one of the direct blood relatives of the "Forgotten War King".

Currently serving as the "Chairman of the Battle King Domain", he holds the noble title of "Marquis of Zebrin", and his combat power is evaluated by the world as "only under the true ancestor" Wells Aradar.

In the luxurious lord's mansion, a tall man with light-dark skin is sitting in the study room quietly savoring books, enjoying a rare leisure time in the afternoon.

After serving as "President of Parliament", holiday became Welles' most extravagant word.

The Empire of the Night is too vast.

And the vampire nobles who rule and govern them have too few human bases, which makes Wells virtually busy.

"Humans have to be praised for their artistic accomplishments... It is indeed the most numerous race in the world."

Wells smiled knowingly and turned the quaint book to a new page.

Immediately, his leisure time was taken away.

With the housekeeper's familiar knock on the door, Wells frowned and put down the book.

"Please come in."

The visitor was a vampire with the appearance of a youth, he said apologetically.

"I'm very sorry to disturb you, Lord Aradal, there are nobles who come to visit..."

"Didn't I say that all visits were dismissed?"

"You said, but..."

Young vampires are in trouble.

Wells quickly knew the reason for this "difficulty".

"Hey, Wells, I heard that you finally got out of that rotten, smelly "political prison"?This is really congratulations..."

The frivolous male voice came, and Wells had a splitting headache.

Of course he knew who was coming.

If it was him, the housekeeper really wouldn't be able to refuse.

Because the owner of the voice is almost no different from him in terms of combat power and identity, one of the top nobles in the "War King Domain".

"Dimitriye Vattola..."

Wells read the person's name with disgust.

Wearing a luxurious white suit, a vampire with blond hair came out from behind the door.

He smiled, and with a glance, he could see that it was red wine from his own home, and walked over with an elegant look.

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