Suna frowned and looked at the corpses everywhere with disgust, "There is no need to look for extra food next time, and..."
"Please deal with it cleanly. I don't like to see such a disgusting scene."
Simonceri and the others were stunned after hearing this. Although I didn’t understand it, I couldn’t refuse it. Maybe this is the special point passed down by the ancients.
Usually vampires enjoy and even indulge in all this crazily.
They regard human beings as food and thus have an indifferent attitude towards life.
But not all opinions are the same. The arrogant Vampires coexist with elegance and cruelty, and sometimes care about whether the process of sucking food is beautiful. Different emotional stimulations also have a certain impact on the deliciousness of food.
From the memory of the original owner, we learned that the Blood Alliance is divided into the secret faction that lives in seclusion, the demon faction that is extremely cruel and aggressive and hurts people, and the neutral faction that likes to be alone.
There are also organizations in the world that are spontaneously established by humans. The names they claim to the outside world are "Vampire Hunters", also known as "Blood Hunters".
The extremely powerful Vampire Clan is not without its weaknesses. While enjoying the generous gifts given by the night, it also has to pay the price of not being able to see the sun for a lifetime.
For them, this is the most deadly. Secondly, there are other items that can be restrained according to different strength levels, such as garlic, silverware, crosses, sacred objects, etc.
However, the original owner's constitution was inherently immune to light. The Cappadocians have always been the favorite children of the God of Darkness. Not only do they have great beauty, wealth, power, and strength, but they can also overcome ordinary flaws.
Eternal life, immortal and immortal.
The existence of such bugs is coveted and not accepted by the world. Therefore, the Cappadocians were the first to fall over the millennium. Later generations will only record it as mysterious legends.
But in fact, the real reason for the death of the Death clan is very bizarre. Simply because there is no suitable food to meet the demand.
The ability is huge, so the requirements for fresh blood are particularly high, which is equivalent to extracting the purest essence. So far, no one who is completely suitable has been found, so the Cappadocia family can only choose to sleep.
Once you fall asleep, it lasts a lifetime...
A few candles were lit in the gorgeous medieval-style castle, and the dim candlelight reflected on the gray-white walls without leaving any warmth.
Pushing open the door of the main room, several vampire elders were sitting on luxurious chairs sucking young human girls.
The dim light cast by the dark moon through the lattice windows creates a strange and cold environment. The girls' eyes were blurred, their arms were put on their chests to block, and their necks were easily pierced by the fangs.
Everyone's face turned red, not knowing whether this process was painful or enjoyable. His lips were slightly open as he gasped, raising his chin as if in response or in resistance.
Occasionally, it makes that wonderful sound that arouses imagination.
The man was wearing aristocratic clothing, his posture was elegant, as if he was enjoying Western food, his head was buried in the girl's neck, and his appearance was profound and charming.
The moment the door opened, a few bright red rose petals were blown away by the breeze. The coercion of the invisible superior came in domineeringly, and the unsuspecting elder suddenly woke up.
Immediately after losing interest in drinking blood, the girls fell softly to the ground without any support, like garbage that could be thrown away at any time after use.
Suna walked in last, and the vampires and humans inside were stunned when they saw her clearly, showing unexpected and stunning expressions.
That extreme sense of oppression poured into the room one after another, and an invisible hand pressed hard on their spines from above.
"Her Royal Highness, we..." An elder gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, not knowing what to say to make up for his mistake.
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