Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The nearby white mist, under the influence of evaporation, continued to dissipate and could no longer provide shelter in the forest; it had become extremely thin.

Meanwhile, a magic fortress stretching for thirty kilometers in mid-air has now mostly collapsed, leaving only broken bricks and tiles. On the teetering tower, the [Ancestor] who should have maintained elegance is now pale-faced, bleeding from the mouth, and leaning weakly against the supporting pillar, looking utterly wretched.

"The Predator" Stanrob Coin, "The Intestine" Anahis, "The Kingdom" Kromkre Petaschakcher!

Standing before the precipice, Eltrauge recognized the three hunters at a glance and stared in disbelief at the situation, which had essentially been settled.

The sight before him astonished Samael, who had rushed over.

As far as he knew, the Millennium City had been essentially defunct since Arcueid went out of control six hundred years ago and after two witch hunts.

After all, in this era where human reason is certain and the gods are asleep, Zhu Yue and her vampire retinue, as outsiders, are not the masters of this world, and their strength is severely suppressed.

Add to that a bunch of demons and monsters lurking in the darkness, and it's no wonder they've fallen on hard times.

In fact, in Samael's memory, most of the twenty-seven Dead Apostle Ancestors, who were the pinnacle of the Dead Apostles, represented the origin of the vampire branch, and established the rules of vampire society, have disappeared into the long river of history and no longer exist. Those who have survived to this day are even fewer.

The three ancestors before us are among the few who managed to survive to the modern era.

It must be said that although Roya is a scoundrel, his ability to connect three ancestors who are willing to conspire to hunt Arcueid the White Princess in this world where vampires are declining is enough to prove his wisdom.

With such meticulous preparation, the chances of winning are at least 50%.

In a future where Samael himself did not intervene, after Roya completely possessed the sixteenth generation host, Arecia, he took over all the villagers of the town, collected their blood, and invited five of the twenty-seven ancestors to perform the ritual to capture Arcueid. During the process, he completely suppressed Shirohime and almost succeeded.

However, Arcueid, who was caught off guard by the trap, managed to fight against three opponents alone and was able to turn the tables and cripple the three ancestors in such a short time. It was simply unbelievable!

Just as Samael was still in shock, his mind a jumble of emotions, Altrudge, unable to contain herself any longer, leaped up first, patted Arcueid's shoulder, and frowned as she asked.

"Arquette, when did you become so strong?"

Immediately, Hei Ji, who was suspended in mid-air, seemed to have thought of something, turned her head and glared at someone below, muttering resentfully.

"Is it because of that guy? Tch, that's not fair!"

In an instant, Altrouge, who had been complaining to herself, rolled her eyes and took out the crystal bottle containing a drop of golden-red divine blood from her pocket, showing it off to Arcueid, who seemed somewhat lost in thought.

"But now, I have what you have too! Just watch, what you cherish, I'll take away from you sooner or later..."

"Get out of the way!"

Just as the usually sarcastic Black Princess was indulging in the pleasure of provocation, a sharp and urgent shout rang in her ears. Immediately afterward, a sudden tug came from her right shoulder, and Arcueid Ruki plummeted through the air. Caught off guard, the crystal bottle containing divine blood slipped from her grasp.

However, before Eltrauge could react and retrieve her treasure, two crimson arcs of light crossed and narrowly missed her arm as they struck the ground.

"boom!"

Instantly, the ground collapsed and caved in, cutting out a dark ravine that stretched for dozens of miles.

"Arquette! You're insane! You even want to kill me?!"

Eltrauge's gaze passed over Samael's figure, and she stared in astonishment at the horrifying ravine on the ground. Her eyes twitched, and she truly felt death approaching. She couldn't help but curse angrily.

However, the white princess, standing in mid-air, remained unmoved. With lightning speed, she stretched out her white arm, grabbed the crystal bottle that was swaying and falling from mid-air, and roughly crushed it. The golden-red blood droplets inside, guided by her will, were swallowed by Arcueid.

Delicious, enjoyable...

But, not enough!

After a brief moment of closing her eyes to savor the moment, Arcueid's nostrils flared, and she suddenly opened her eyes, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the man on the cliff, her pink tongue greedily swirling.

tick...

A barely audible dripping sound reached her ears, and Eltrauge was startled awake. She turned her head and looked down, only to see a small patch of wet, scarlet color on the man's abdomen in front of her. A salty, fishy smell mixed with a sweet aroma filled the air.

He was injured...

To...save me?

Eltrauge was slightly stunned, a complex emotion unconsciously surfacing in her eyes.

"It seems that the previous battle pushed her to the brink, and now her bloodlust has gotten out of control."

Samael murmured his explanation, glancing at Arcueid, who was locking onto him with ill intent in mid-air. He frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then flicked a fist-sized bead of blood from his abdominal wound and tossed it aside.

Attracted by the food, Arcueid couldn't help but focus on eating, immediately pouncing on it and swallowing the new round of food in a few bites.

Fortunately, Arcueid's bloodlust was somewhat satisfied, and the ferocity in her eyes gradually faded, with a glimmer of clarity struggling to rise, attempting to suppress her instincts. Her sense of self gradually lost its grip.

Seeing this, Samael breathed a slight sigh of relief, and Eltrucci beside him also relaxed her tense nerves.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

However, just as the two relaxed, the magma flowing in the ravine suddenly boiled, and a hundred or so sharp, blood-red thorns unexpectedly burst from the ground, piercing Arcueid's limbs, chest, and abdomen with a sharp whistling sound, like blood-sucking parasites, greedily drinking the blood flowing from Shirahime's body.

In an instant, Arcueid's newly awakened self was once again engulfed by the carnage before his eyes.

good chance!

Meanwhile, the other two ancestors, their spirits lifted, seized the opportunity to attack Arcueid in the center, hoping to grasp the chance and reverse the defeat.

Oops!

Upon seeing this, Samael and Eltrucci's expressions changed drastically, and they immediately leaped forward to intercept the two ancestors.

boom!

However, in an instant, raging blood flames shot into the sky, and the violent impact not only burned away the blood-red thorns, but also swept away all the people who were advancing side by side.

As the surging tide of ether swept in, everyone instinctively erected protective barriers, deflecting the force and flying backward. After barely stabilizing themselves, they looked at the center in horror.

Stab it!

In the blink of an eye, amidst a teeth-grinding tearing sound, a pair of fair, jade-like arms forcefully ripped through the spiraling, blood-red flame pillars and proudly emerged from the blood aura.

Amidst the scattering of blood, a figure with long, flowing hair, dressed in a moon-white gown, possessing icy blood-red eyes and an aura as desolate as the bright moon, stood in mid-air, coldly surveying the surroundings. Her expression was stoic, and an unprecedented pressure made everyone's breathing quicken.

Arcueid?

Samael's pupils contracted sharply as his gaze met that unfamiliar, cold look, and his heart sank to the bottom.

No, it's Zhu Yue, that woman has woken up!

Chapter Seventy: Please Die

Brunstad of the Crimson Moon, the King of the Moon, the origin of the True Ancestor and the Dead Apostles.

---The original and strongest ultimate progenitor!

Although the monster's physical form was destroyed during its battle with Grand Marshal Zelrich due to its unfamiliarity with Earth's environment, its consciousness resided within the body of its successor, Arcueid, becoming its hidden second personality.

Generally speaking, Zhu Yue's consciousness only rises when the host Arcueid loses himself or faces a life-or-death crisis.

Clearly, after being hunted by three [Ancestors] and losing control of her vampiric urges, the second personality named Zhu Yue has seized the opportunity to break through the shackles and take over this body.

Now he finally understood how Arcueid managed to take on three opponents single-handedly.

But now, things are in big trouble!

With unexpected complications arising, Samael couldn't help but look apprehensive and feel a headache coming on.

As far as he knew, Zhu Yue was aloof, arrogant, moody, and had a certain wicked sense of humor. She was a typical violent person, so causing trouble for no reason was commonplace for her.

However, due to her formidable strength, those who came to her door, or those who came to her door, generally did not have a good ending.

Even the sorcerer marshal Zelrich, who successfully overthrew the Moon King, was infected and became a Dead Apostle due to his dying counterattack.

In short, Zhu Yue's danger level is several levels higher than that of the naturally naive Arcueid.

However, before Samael could come up with a solution, the Moon King, who was standing in mid-air, looked around and his cold gaze fell on the two "ancestors" who had attacked her earlier, and he whispered coldly.

"How dare he let such a lowly ancestor appear before me? What on earth is that White Wing guy doing?!"

The condescending questioning unleashed a fierce etheric storm, leaving both ancestors speechless and trembling like small boats caught in a whirlpool, in constant danger of capsizing.

The White Wing mentioned by Zhu Yue refers to the White Wing Duke Tevanm Ottenrose, who is the seventeenth among the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

He is one of the oldest Dead Apostles, a magician who transformed into a vampire, a typical vampire, the King of the Dead Apostles, and as the representative of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, he nominally has the greatest say.

At the same time, he was also Zhu Yue's earliest follower and a staunch supporter of this Moon King.

Unfortunately, that staunch supporter perished during several catastrophes in the ancient city.

Therefore, Zhu Yue's questioning went unanswered.

Despite repeated calls in her mind, there was no response, and Zhu Yue couldn't help but frown and mutter to herself.

"It seems that the world has changed a lot during my slumber..."

Then, her fair arm slowly rose, her outstretched fingers grasping at the air. Specks of light, flowing from the grass, the soil, the river, and the sky, gathered in mid-air into a rainbow-colored ring, flowing towards Zhu Yue's palm.

In an instant, the withering and flourishing of plants, the memories of rocks, the clamor of rivers, and the rotation of stars in the sky, like a revolving lantern, transformed into a vast stream of information and projected into the mind of the Moon King.

Star Touch is Zhu Yue's innate talent. She can read some of the information she needs by resonating and synesthetically sensing the planet beneath her feet.

The answer in her mind told her that the Thousand-Year City had long since fallen, most of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors were no longer alive, and the world was no longer the world she knew.

Dead? What a useless person...

The woman showed no unease or sadness, but simply shook her head slightly.

After all, although she was revered by the Dead Apostles as one of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles, she had always been indifferent to the affairs of the Dead Apostles.

So, what's next?

Due to the dramatic changes in the outside world, which were difficult to fully digest in a short period of time, Zhu Yue couldn't help but feel somewhat lost.

run!

In the instant the Moon King lost his focus, the two progenitors, "Predator Duke" and "Kingdom," who were at the center of the etheric storm, immediately broke free from their weakened restraints and unanimously chose to turn and flee.

If it were the Arcueid of the past, the outcome of the match would probably be even, or at least they could give it their all.

But if it were this person in front of them, they would have no chance of winning at all, and wouldn't even have the slightest will to resist.

Did I give you permission to move?

However, as soon as the two reacted, their deep chanting caused the surrounding air to freeze instantly. The two ancestors, who stood at the top of the food chain, were like insects stuck in amber, frozen in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

waste!

Zhu Yue's scarlet eyes swept over the ant in her palm, a disdainful sneer appearing on her lips.

As a creation born at will, she planted backdoors in all the True Ancestors, and there exists an action philosophy called "Crimson Moon". The Dead Apostles born from this are no exception.

Simply put, this Moon King has absolute control and suppression over most of the surviving Dead Apostles and True Ancestors.

If she wanted, she could easily decide the fate of these inferior things with a flick of her finger.

Immediately, Zhu Yue, having lost interest in the two specimens, looked towards Eltrauge on the cliff and coldly declared.

"As for you, Eltrauge, I forgive your incompetence and dereliction of duty..."

The ethereal sound came from afar.

"Now, kneel down and swear to me that I will allow you to return to my side..."

In an instant, the Moon King, who had been standing in mid-air, covered several miles in a single step, as if breaking through the barriers of space, and landed in front of Altruki. With a commanding tone, he whispered softly, and raised his fingers to grasp the shoulder blade of the Black Princess.

boom!

However, accompanied by a muffled roar, Zhu Yue's body swayed, and her drooping arm returned empty-handed.

"Shouldn't you have asked for my opinion before you tried to take him away?"

On the precipice, Samael, who was pulling Eltrucci back a few steps, pondered calmly, his vertical pupils opening and closing.

"You are……"

As her gaze fell upon the familiar contours of that handsome face, Zhu Yue's originally cold, blood-red eyes rippled with emotion. A jumble of memories surged and churned within her mind, giving her a splitting headache. In her dazed state, she instinctively uttered three syllables, stumbling and stammering through her lips.

“Samael…”

"Yes, it's me! Arcueid, wake up! Don't let her influence you!"

Seeing this, the ancient serpent had an idea. It immediately stepped forward and pressed down on Bai Ji's shoulder, repeatedly hissing, intending to use this wavering to suppress the resurgence of the second personality and awaken the familiar main personality.

"Buzz!"

However, as a strange tremor came from the sky, the pale moon halo was covered with a layer of scarlet blood color, and the girl under the eerie moonlight seemed to have completed some kind of transformation, her aura suddenly becoming cold and sinister.

boom!

In an instant, fists and claws clashed, and the two figures each took several steps back, staring intently at each other.

Just a little bit more, that damn full moon night!