Moonlight, slightly cool.

Ghouls roam aimlessly through the streets, occasionally with flickering lanterns in front of a few houses, and the faint glow of the fire burns the ghouls' grease and exudes a unique smell that drives away ghouls and makes them leave unconsciously, which is also disgusting to werewolf vampires.

For werewolves and vampires, the disgust for this smell is no less than the disgust for the smell of, which affects not only the mood but also the appetite, and if it is not for the extreme hunger, they will not attack the house of the lantern placed in front of the door.

Occasionally, a dark shadow flew by, smashed through the window, and broke into a room.

Then, a terrible howl sounded, and a werewolf dragged a struggling man out of the house, jumped to the roof, and began to enjoy the night's food.

A few more werewolves were attracted by the smell of blood and came up one after another.

The werewolf began to roar, baring its sharp teeth, threatening the werewolves who came up to them.

A group of ghouls wandered under the house, some of them slipped through the windows broken by the werewolves, but they were disappointed to find that they had entered the tunnel, and had to lick the blood that had fallen to the ground silently.

A swarm of bats chirped and flew by, chasing each other like a black cloud.

The whole city exudes decay and stench, but in contrast to the flawless white and flawless Emerald Palace, men and women gather in the halls of the Emerald Palace, richly dressed, with lingering necks, shadows swaying back and forth on the walls with the sound of glamour.

Outside the hall, at the top of the bell tower, above the head of the sturdy statue of the first Grand Duke of the Thorn Bird, Angela stood on it, like a straight pole, as if she was in the full moon, silently watching everything below.

The wind blows, the windbreaker flutters in the wind, and the hem of the clothes hunts.

Angela caught the wind, opened her mouth, then bent down and coughed hard.

It seems that he failed to pretend to be forced and was poured a mouthful of wind and sand.

！！！

After silently pulling up the scarf wrapped around her neck to block the wind and sand, after a while, Angela stopped coughing and watched the figures in the brightly lit hall sway.

Sharp eyes through the glass, clearly see a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man pressed the maid against the wall, sucking the maid's swan-like white neck, after the middle-aged man left, the maid's eyes were blurred, and her face was flushed and paralyzed, and it took a while to come back to her senses, and the two scarlet dots on her erect neck made Angela vaguely understand what had just happened.

However, as the red dot quickly disappeared, Angela also understood the identity of this maid.

This maid is no ordinary person, either a vampire or a vampire bride.

So, what they did just now was not sucking blood and being sucked blood, but having fun.

No wonder, no wonder St. Obi has become like this and still refuses to leave, it turns out that the entire upper floor of the Emerald Palace has been transformed into a vampire.

Angela's heart suddenly, lowered her head, looked at the blood-stained cloth bag pounding on her waist, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, in this way, I would have no guilt.

With this in mind, she jumped from the bell tower.

The magic power in her body surged, accompanied by her red lips opening and closing slightly, silently reciting the incantation, and the magic array formed in her mouth.

The long hem of the trench coat began to tumble, spreading wide like dragon wings.

Angela on her head and feet is like a swooping falcon, and when she is about to reach the ground, she is pulled up again, forming a thrilling arc.

As she was pulled to the top, Angela began to glide as houses sped past her, and some ghouls raised their heads and roared at the sound of a bird in the sky.

With a sleek arc, Angela is like an arrow, slanting into a road.

With her legs on the ground, the ground was slightly sunken, and Angela steadied herself.

A ghoul lunges at him, is choked by Angela's throat, and pinned to the ground.

The mossy slab had a few more cracks, and the ghoul stared blankly at the sky, and was momentarily smashed.

It was a female ghoul, with a strong body, and Angela had chosen it on purpose.

Angela dragged her legs into a room, and the rest of the ghouls rushed up, only to be blocked by the flames.

At Angela's spell, the house burns into flames, and in the light of the fire, Angela stuns the female ghouls she has captured.

She swiped her fingers lightly across the ghoul's abdomen, and a red thread appeared, parting under Angela's fingers, revealing the organs inside.

Angela removed the cloth bag and carefully opened it, revealing the throbbing lair of life inside.

……

St. Obi had a large population, but when darkness came, and with the advent of the Dark Ages, all the prosperity of the past quickly decayed, and famine inevitably came due to the lack of food.

When people are hungry, their evil nature is revealed.

Especially when there are many people, this evil nature is more easily contagious.

Robbery, rape, and even cannibalism can happen, and it is very easy to happen to the same person or group of people at the same time.

Then, turn the honest people of the past into demons.

During the day, the group of people Angela meets are such demons in human skin, or scum for short.

The house of this group of scum is the same as someone else's, and there are all kinds of corpse fragments.

However, other people's houses are filled with fragments of ghouls and beasts, while there is one more kind in theirs, and that is human.

Some of these human flesh were picked up by them, and some were forcibly brought back, and the process was too bloody to be described here.

Because of these flesh, they do not starve, and because of the evil in their hearts, darkness grows within them, far stronger than other kinds.

So, they were able to get more human flesh.

Originally, they should have died when they met Angela, but they were saved by a kind Simona.

And at night, the death that should have befallen them came at this moment.

During the day, Angela spared them, but planted a mark on them, and tonight, Angela easily found them.

At the door, lanterns burning ghoul fat shimmered, making their quarters far safer than anywhere else.

This group of scum is strong, so they don't want to stay in the aggrieved underground, they prefer to stay in the room, they believe that even if they encounter werewolves, the solid room can give them time to delay and give them time to go underground, but this time it is not the werewolf, but Angela, the first magician in this world.

Angela stood in the doorway, chanting a spell, and beside her, a ghoul was about to move.

At this moment, the ghoul who transplanted the life nest was hungry, very hungry, and she urgently needed a lot of meat to sustain the fusion of the life nest and body.

The Life Lair improved her physique, enlarged her joints, increased her strength, grew white hair, completely blinded her eyes, and sharpened her other senses.

At this moment, it is no longer appropriate for her to call her a ghoul, and Angela calls her the mother of ghouls.