The Yellow-haired Devil, ruling the world

Ammons naturally would not bring this up and would just play dumb with Nero.

After walking through a long corridor, Ammons and Mitis came to a big door again.

This is the place where the blood pool was where Mytis met Nero before. Mytis' fingers trembled slightly for a moment.

Even now she still couldn't imagine how many lives this huge pool of blood had consumed.

The door was opened, and bloody smell came out from inside, but there was no smell of blood in the air. Instead, there was a strange fragrance.

In the blood pool, Nero was leaning elegantly against the pool with his back to them, closing his eyes and enjoying the moment.

After they arrived, the silver-haired vampire princess slightly opened her scarlet eyes.

Chapter 163: Identity Exposed

"You guys are here~"

Nero's eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't look back but continued to enjoy the steaming pool of blood.

Ammons' attention was also attracted by the blood pool. It looked like a blood pool, but it also seemed not to be a blood pool.

In Ammons's perception, although it had the color and shape of blood, the pool of blood in front of him was actually not made up of accumulated blood.

Instead, this blood is closer to a high-energy concentrated substance.

Ammons could feel the high concentration of magic contained in it, which had a strong appeal to Ammons.

If he could absorb the blood pool inside, Ammons felt that his magical strength could also be rapidly improved, breaking through to a high level and becoming a great magician in a short period of time.

But Ammons had no expectations of entering the blood pool.

"I heard that my good grandson successfully won first place, not bad, not bad ~ great ~"

"As a reward for a good child, let me think about it~ I'll reward you by letting you come in and take a bath with me!"

Nero finally turned around, her long silver hair draped over her smooth chest. She faced Ammons and Metis in a carefree manner, but neither of them looked up.

Nero's proposal had already stirred up huge waves in Ammons' heart. He didn't know what Nero was planning, and he couldn't see through this thousand-year-old witch.

"Thank you for your kindness, Queen Mother, but this action still seems a little inappropriate."

Ammons gritted his teeth and politely declined Nero's reward. He wanted some normal reward instead.

Although the blood pool was tempting, it was still too dangerous to be with Nero, and Ammons was unwilling to take the risk.

"Hmm~"

Nero in the pool of blood raised her voice, as if she heard something that interested her.

Water splashed and Nero stood out from the water, but no one dared to appreciate the beauty of the girl coming out of the bath.

The blood pool was rippling, and Nero walked towards Ammons step by step.

At the same time, the pressure in the air began to intensify step by step. With every step Nero took, the pressure on Ammons became greater.

And unlike Alicia's pressure, Nero completely controlled the pressure to a small area around Ammons, and Mitis next to him was not affected at all.

Ammons was sweating profusely in the physical sense this time.

When Nero was five steps away from him, the pressure on Ammons had reached the level of a Holy Mage, like a mountain pressing down on Ammons, making it hard for him to breathe.

And this is not Nero's limit. When he was only one step away from Ammons, Nero's pressure was already twice that of Alicia.

And this is already Ammons' limit.

At this time, Ammons' whole body was making noises, and his body began to bleed and be torn almost from the inside out under the heavy pressure.

Metis on the side didn't care about anything else at this time. She stood beside Ammons and lowered her head to block Nero's next step.

"I'm very sorry, Queen Mother. Ammons didn't mean to refuse. He just respected you too much to agree."

Mitis tried hard to excuse Ammons. If Nero insisted on taking action, then Mitis was ready to fight with her to buy time for Ammons.

At this time, Ammons was also thinking about whether he should give up. The physical pain did not affect Ammons' thinking. He was trying to figure out Nero's thoughts.

Why would she make such a choice? It's hard to understand.

But Ammons felt that Nero would not kill him so easily.

The next moment Nero took the last step.

Ammons and Mitis were about to have a stress response almost at the same time, but after the last step, the pressure completely disappeared.

Nero walked over to Ammons with a smile and lifted Ammons' chin so that Ammons could look at him.

Ammons saw a teasing look in those bloodshot eyes, like a cat catching a mouse. Nero seemed to see through him.

Ammons suddenly felt his face light up, and then he saw Nero's finger passing across the side of his face, bringing out a drop of his own blood.

Ammons' pupils suddenly widened.

Will I be exposed in the end?

No matter how well it is hidden, Ammons' blood is still the blood of the Demon King.

It is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the blood of the Demon King, but as a vampire, how could Nero not distinguish the blood of Ammons?

Nero opened her red lips slightly, put her finger into her mouth, and a small tongue stretched out to lick the blood clean.

"tasty."

Nero tasted the food with satisfaction.

She looked at Ammons in front of her with a joking look, her two little fangs gleaming coldly. It seemed that Nero had no intention of hiding his identity as a vampire.

She also seemed to have suspected Ammons for a long time, and now Ammons's identity was about to be exposed.

what to do? what to do!

Ammons's brain raced, and finally his confused thoughts were completely sorted out.

Ammons tried to relax himself, then he dived into the pool of blood.

How to do?

There was nothing I could do but obey.

Anyway, you are not the one who suffers in the end.

Ammons is now a rat that can be manipulated by anyone, so it all depends on Nero's mood.

If that's the case, then why resist? Let Nero do whatever he wants.

Although Ammons realized it late, it still made Nero smile with satisfaction.

She waved at Mitis.

"Don't worry, Mitis. I won't do anything to your good brother. This blood pool is very nutritious!"

"But unfortunately there is only one reward for good children, so I have to ask you to wait outside for a while, Mitis."

Nero greeted Mytis with a smile, then teleported her away without mercy. After that, she lay lazily in the pool of blood again.

Now, there are only Ammons and Nero here.

As soon as Ammons entered the blood pool, he felt the surging magic power rushing into his body frantically, repairing his injuries.

Ammons tried his best to absorb it, but it was difficult for him to adapt for a while, so now he could only sit cross-legged in the water like a stone, motionless. Perhaps the only part he could move was his neck above the water.

Ammons no longer hesitated to look at Nero at this time, but just looked at Nero's delicate body as white as jade.

The latter didn't care at all about Ammons's stare, she was also looking Ammons up and down.

"Very good. If this body is fully demonized, it should be one of the strongest among the demons."

"Besides this, you seem to have other powers, or blessings."

"I'm very curious, can you satisfy my curiosity~"

Nero smiled with her eyes curved. Depending on Ammons' answer, she would make different choices.

Chapter 164: My dear grandson~

This is probably the closest Ammons has ever been to death since he entered the main storyline and gained the power of the Demon King.

Maybe it was just Nero's unhappiness, and then Ammons might have to die here today.

In terms of strength, Ammons does not have equal strength, so he can only adopt the tactics of the weak.

What was Nero's purpose?

Is she talking nonsense to me here just because she wants to tease her prey?

Or what value can this demon king of his provide to her.

Ammons needs to think about this and come to a conclusion, as it determines whether he can survive.

Nero is the mastermind behind the empire. She has almost everything she wants and can get whatever she wants. So what can I provide for her?

As a vampire driven out by the demons, Ammons believed that Nero would kill him without mercy, and she saw some value in Ammons.

"Your Highness Nero, it seems that we need to be honest with each other."

Ammons deliberately put on a relaxed tone. He stared at Nero calmly, as if he wanted to see something from her blood-red pupils.

But unfortunately, there was no emotion in Nero's eyes, and his long gaze even gave people the illusion of falling into a bloody hell.

"Hmm~ Haven't we been honest with each other for a long time now?"

A jade leg was lifted out of the pool, round and white.

Nero's tone was seductive, like a succubus queen who enchanted everyone.

But even though Nero was teasing him on purpose, Ammons couldn't move at all.

Ammons, whose body was filled with magic power, was in pain and joy. He could not move and could only stare at Nero.

Nero was also very aware of Ammons' current situation, or rather, this was what she had planned.

Nero was actually not sure about Ammons' identity, she just felt that Ammons was strange.

As a vampire, Nero is most sensitive to blood.

Nero also tasted Mytis's blood when Mytis was a child, and it tasted good.

But Nero was very picky, and after Mytis turned 18, he switched to other delicacies.

It's just that Mitis had been meeting her for many years and could be said to be her only acquaintance in the palace except for the two guards.

I still have some concern for Nero of Metis.

As for the rest of the royal family, Nero didn't care about the fight for the throne, and he didn't mind if Metis wanted her good-for-nothing brother to ascend the throne.

But from one day on, everything seemed to change.

When he saw Metis again, Nero felt a masculine scent from her.

Nero was a mysophobe and only wanted blood from virgins under 18 years old. He was even more disgusted with men.

But the aura coming from Metis made Nero feel familiar.

At first the smell was so thin that Nero couldn't be sure of anything, but slowly Nero discovered that the smell on Mytis was getting stronger and stronger.

That breath belonged to the other eldest prince, Ammons, and it was mixed with the demonic energy that made her miss him.

It was when Nero really showed interest that she realized that Mytis was no longer a virgin.

But at that time she couldn't confirm who was the person who took away Metis's purity.

Although Nero could find out everything, that would be meaningless.

She had been in the palace for who knows how many days. It would be such a waste if such a rare and interesting thing ended so soon.

Nero is like a little kid who only has one piece of candy and cherishes it very much, licking it only a little bit at a time.

She was looking forward to the development of Mitis, and she passed the time guessing what would happen between Mitis and that man.

When Ammons came that day, Nero's guess came true.

That man was Ammons, and the children of the two emperors were together.