Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

In an instant, the surrounding environment changed abruptly. Gothic buildings rose from the ground, and the two were suddenly separated from the real world, placed in a desolate dead city, facing each other under the cold silver moon.

The two people and one beast from before were hidden behind the blood mist and disappeared without a trace.

"Stupid sister, you asked for this!"

Frustrated by repeated setbacks, Altrouge was enraged. Her deep pupils gleamed with a cold light, and crimson bat wings formed from blood mist unfurled from her back, making her appear like an ancient red demon descending upon the earth, her aura rising steadily.

“I warned you not to involve innocent people in the private affairs of the Thousand-Year City. This time, you’ve gone too far, Altruchi!”

Seeing that an "innocent" person had been repeatedly harassed and even nearly lost their life because of him, Arcueid was also enraged. Thick flames of blood gushed out from his acupoints, like a dazzling rainbow that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two, who had concentrated their aura to the extreme, resembled two crimson demon stars, raising long fiery tails as they streaked through the air, engaging in a fierce chase and collision.

Wherever it passed, space distorted and collapsed, the earth trembled violently, and the fortresses constructed by the materialized fantasy collapsed one after another like dominoes, and the battle was extremely fierce!

Meanwhile, in the park, on the calm, green lawn...

"Ah!"

The instigator, who had inadvertently caused a fight between sisters due to his utter contempt, sneezed violently, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"Looking at the two of them, it seems like they're really going to fight. What should we do?"

Natalia, who harbored goodwill towards the simple True Ancestor, paced back and forth on the tree-lined path where the two had disappeared, her face showing anxiety.

"Don't worry, vampires aren't that easy to kill."

Samael patted Natalia on the shoulder, offering words of comfort, before pondering and offering a reminder.

"The battle between the two princesses of Millennium City is beyond our control. I'll stay here and monitor their movements. You go to the bar and use their communication spell to report to your superiors and have them send someone professional!"

Yeah! What's there to be afraid of? We're an organized group too!

Upon hearing this, Natalia's eyes lit up, and she calmed down.

The Thousand-Year City doesn't seem so impressive, does it? It was overrun by the Magic Association a thousand years ago, and even the progenitor Zhu Yue was defeated. Now it's just two princesses fighting. If the council is willing to intervene and send a few members of the Dark Round Table, what can't they handle?

With her plan now clear, the female hunter rushed to the bar to call for reinforcements.

The ancient serpent watched Natalia depart with a solemn expression, only letting out a sigh of relief when the huntress disappeared from his sight.

What I just said was nothing more than a white lie to get Natalia out of the way.

Forget about reinforcements from above; after all, the most professional ones are right here.

His whereabouts were already common knowledge. Surely none of the few people in the castle who kept clamoring for a vacation wanted to compete with him for work.

Moreover, if the Dark Round Table really gets involved, it might backfire and turn into a full-blown conflict between the Millennium City and the Dark Council, which would be a losing proposition.

After considering the matter, Samael, just to be on the safe side, secretly sent a message to his older sister, who was munching on an apple and grooming her hair, instructing her to hold Natalia back for now while he dealt with the immediate problem.

Wise Wolf, adhering to the principle of "the less trouble, the better" and "the less you worry, the better," readily agreed. After hanging up, he began to play coy with Natalia after she reconnected.

With his worries temporarily gone, Samael contentedly extinguished the runes in his palm, closed his eyes, and focused his divine will to sense the fluctuations in the surrounding space, attempting to find the node of this mental world.

However, because this reconstruction of space possesses the power to interfere with the rules of the stars, Samael was unable to decipher its structure for the time being.

"Crack!"

Finally, half an hour later, a fierce clash of magic within the mental world caused a large-scale collapse of the recreated space. Samael seized the opportunity, grabbed at the void, and instantly shattered the barrier separating the real world.

"boom!"

At the same time, the two intersecting figures, accompanied by the final blow, were sent flying backward like meteors.

That power is incredible!

Arcueid, that's so cunning! Wasn't it supposed to be a one-on-one fight? You've actually learned to bring in helpers!

Sensing the unexpected intervention of a third party in their duel, and the subtle yet palpable sense of oppression directed at her, Eltrauge's pupils constricted, the bloodshot in her eyes faded, and after a moment's consideration, she decisively turned and fled.

Wow, they run so fast! How come the two sisters are so different?

Seeing that the Black Princess, who was clearly more cautious, immediately ran away and disappeared in a few moments, Samael shook his head with regret. Then, he squeezed some sweat from his pores and rushed towards Arcueid's landing point.

When Samael arrived at the scene, the princess was standing blankly under the shade of the trees. Only the tattered clothes hanging on her body and the hideous wound on her side, which was healing, showed the ferocity of the battle that had just taken place.

Arcueid, how are you?

The ancient snake immediately rushed forward and called out with concern.

The moment Arcueid heard the noise behind her, she turned around slowly, her scarlet eyes, which seemed to flow with viscous blood, staring straight at Samael's neck, her pink tongue gently curling.

Samael's expression changed, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.

That was a look of longing...

The bloodlust erupted!

Chapter 58 Even Seven Days and Seven Nights Couldn't Hold On (4.2k)

Whoosh!

The moment Samael sensed something amiss, Arcueid transformed into a blood shadow and, with lightning speed, rushed in front of him, standing only a foot away.

That delicate yet cold face drew closer and closer to its prey's throat, its parted cherry lips revealing a pair of small, strangely sharp fangs, and its scorching breath splashed onto Samael's skin.

The ancient snake frowned involuntarily, subconsciously taking a few steps back, while tentatively calling out, and the fingers hidden behind it flickered with a faint light.

"Princess? Arcueid?"

The call echoing in her ears startled Arcueid, causing her to instinctively stop in her tracks, the crimson in her eyes fading slightly.

"What's wrong? Do you need help?"

Seeing that the vampire princess seemed to have regained some of her senses, Samael took a small step forward and asked her with concern.

However, as the man drew closer, Arcueid's eyes flashed with a bloodlust that surged once more, a hunger that overwhelmed her almost instantly, extinguishing her last shred of reason.

"Go away! Don't come over here!"

Suddenly, Arcueid clenched her teeth, drawing blood from her cherry lips. With a furrowed brow and a roar, she grabbed Samael by the collar with one hand and hurled him forward.

boom!

Caught off guard, Samael was sent flying backward, crashing into a thick tree trunk behind him with a dull thud. The shockwave caused the branches to tremble and dry leaves to fall in a flurry.

Ouch, my back is killing me...

With two leaves on its head, the ancient serpent scrambled to its feet, looking resentfully at Arcueid, who was desperately trying to suppress its blood-sucking urges.

Seeing that these kind people who repeatedly extended their goodwill and wanted to help her were constantly met with misfortune, Bai Ji felt extremely guilty. Her lips moved as if she wanted to speak, but she ultimately pursed them again.

Then, an even stronger craving for blood surged from every muscle, every bone, and every nerve, causing excruciating pain throughout the body, as if being gnawed by thousands of ants.

Gradually, Arcueid's eyes, which had been gleaming faintly, were once again filled with a pervasive crimson, and bestiality was about to drive out reason and seize the high ground of thought.

"puff!"

Just then, a fair wrist suddenly flashed with blood. A pair of sharp, white tiger teeth bit down viciously on it, tearing open the flesh and swallowing several mouthfuls of blood flowing from its own veins.

"Let's go! Get out of here!"

The pain and the taste of blood brought Arcueid back to some semblance of consciousness. He immediately gritted his teeth and hissed at Samael, while turning his head and stamping his feet to avoid the scent of a stranger, stumbling and running into the depths of the woods.

Do you self-harm?

They actually went to such lengths for the sake of others...

Samael, who had been watching the whole thing, patted the dirt off his clothes as Arcueid walked away, his expression complicated.

Wow, so adorably silly, I'm almost touched.

The ancient snake tapped its head self-deprecatingly, muttered helplessly, and started walking towards the fleeing figure.

On the way, Samael leisurely chased after them while shaking his head and sighing with emotion.

To be honest, Arcueid is simply the scum of the vampire world. Despite inheriting the name Brunsstadt and possessing unprecedented potential, he can walk in the sunlight thanks to his own special abilities. Exorcising objects such as flowing water, garlic, holy water, and crosses are all ineffective against him. He has physical strength and regenerative abilities far superior to humans and can easily enter human society to hunt without disguise. It is a talent that other vampires can only dream of.

Arcueid doesn't drink blood; instead, she chooses to eat the same food as ordinary people to obtain a small amount of magic.

On one hand, Arcueid was deceived by Roya and drank blood for the first time, which caused her power to go out of control and she slaughtered all the other True Ancestors in Brunstadt. This incident caused her serious psychological trauma, making the White Princess very resistant to drinking blood.

On the other hand, it is simply human nature.

Arcueid is innocent, cheerful, silly, and a little willful. Although she was created as a weapon of killing, she herself lacks the desire to "harm" other lives.

Even after just one night, this silly roe deer could forgive the murderer who had cut him into seventeen pieces, and then entrust his safety to a boy he knew nothing about.

With such a naive personality, if she didn't possess extraordinary power, she would probably have been sold off several times over in just a few days.

While muttering to himself, Samael observed the bends in the vegetation and the lingering scents along the way, and continued his pursuit, rushing out of the town's borders and into a desolate, uninhabited river valley in the far suburbs.

Fortunately, the chase has come to an end.

Passing through a sparse thicket, the ancient serpent saw Arcueid curled up on the shallows with his eyes closed, letting the cold river water wash over his thin body. His face was pale, almost translucent.

It seems quite serious...

Samael raised his hand and lightly rubbed his slightly itchy nose, feeling secretly guilty.

In truth, the current situation is probably inseparable from his involvement.

Firstly, Samael vaguely remembered that since their encounter on Eminmego Island, this princess had not drunk any blood.

Secondly, Arcueid's journey has been marked by several setbacks: first, she hunted down Roya; then, she was entangled by her sister Arceluja; and finally, she faced a Dead Apostle crisis, for which she helped without expecting anything in return.

Soon after, he boarded the Council's pirate ship and tirelessly helped hunt down those degenerate dead.

Under this relentless and exhausting schedule, Arcueid's mental and magical abilities were severely depleted, causing her self-control to drop to a critical point.

But then, a certain scoundrel decided to cause trouble on a whim, and Altrouge, whom he provoked, immediately lost her temper.

As a result, the messy task of cleaning up after everyone else ended up falling on Arcueid's shoulders again.

Now that Arcueid and Arcturus have fought with all their might, and after repeated exhaustion, it's almost certain that Arcueid's vampiric urges will spiral out of control.

As far as he knew, this instinct, which originated from the very beginning of life, deeply troubled the progenitors, who needed to restrain themselves with almost all of their thinking in order to suppress this impulse.

It's quite remarkable that Arcueid was able to wait until now to unleash his full potential.

But experience shows that the more you suppress this impulse, the harder it is to control when it finally erupts.

Even the True Ancestor who inherited the name of Zhu Yue was tormented to the point that he could only suppress his impulse by falling into a deep sleep.

As the saying goes, nature is the bane of cunning. Samael felt a little guilty towards this stupid vampire who still didn't know how many times he had been tricked and was still foolishly coming along.

Fine, considering how hard you've worked, you should at least get some compensation.

After all, the money for the surrounding area hasn't been secured yet this year.

After a moment's hesitation, the ancient serpent began to move forward, leisurely crouching to one side of the sleeping Arcueid. It curled its fingers and sliced ​​open its right palm, dripping golden-red blood, seemingly containing countless starlight, into the cracked lips and teeth of the White Princess.

tasty!

Suddenly, Arcueid, weak and dormant, sprang up like a fish caught in a rain in a dried-up pond. Her fingers, like iron clamps, gripped the arm that was across her lips and teeth tightly, and her blood-stained lips quickly moved closer, greedily sucking at the wound.

Immediately, under this powerful suction, Samael's blood rapidly drained away.

Stop! How did the feeding turn into self-service?

Samael grimaced, instinctively trying to pry open the beautiful head that was holding onto his hand and refusing to let go.

hiss!

However, as Arcueid's throat moved and her pink tongue flicked out, an unnatural flush appeared on Samael's pale face, which was covered in blood. His body trembled slightly, and his expression was very strange. The fingers that wanted to stop him fell down without him realizing it, letting the head hanging on his hand do whatever it wanted.

In reality, what vampires draw upon is not just blood, but also the life force and pure spiritual energy inherent in other species.

During this process, vampires will also release a placebo-like substance to stabilize their prey's emotions in order to make hunting easier.

This wonderful sense of pleasure can even affect the soul, making one feel like they're floating on air.

Finally, when even the so-called primordial serpent felt a little dizzy and exhausted, Arcueid, whose belly had swelled up slightly, finally let go with satisfaction. Then, she relaxed her brows, her nostrils flared, and followed the pleasant and delicious smell, like a koala, she wrapped herself around her beloved "buffet".

With a flushed face and inexplicably excited, the person closed his eyes for a moment to savor the moment, then opened his eyes again, still feeling unsatisfied, and stood up while holding Arcueid.

But after taking only a few steps, his vision blurred, his legs trembled slightly, and an unprecedented fatigue overwhelmed him.

This feeling is unbearable, even after seven days and seven nights...

The ancient snake looked at the girl sleeping peacefully like a baby in its arms, its expression resentful. It paused for a moment to recover some energy before staggering back to the town bar.

As the two figures walked further and further away, accompanied by the rushing water, a thin stain of blood spread across the stream, attracting a group of fish to gather excitedly.