It seems that the supply of blood is a bargain between Monto and Ari.

It is true that humans now avoid traveling in the dark, and they also prepare things such as silver crosses and garlic to avoid being infested by vampires.

For low-level vampires with weak abilities, predation becomes difficult.

Especially after losing the protection of the first ancestor Cain, the abilities of low-level vampires have become weaker, and the racial group has been shrinking.

The huge problem brought about by the reduction of the group is the shrinking of the territory - after all, the number of vampire nobles is too small, and no matter how strong their ability is, it is difficult to fully maintain all the territories, and some territories have slowly broken away from the control of the vampires and become other people's territories due to the migration and gradual encroachment of other races.

This will further bring the problem of safe range and reduced food quantity, which is obviously not a big deal for the big noble vampires, but the survival situation of the low-level vampires will be even more difficult.

If you don't solve the problem of food and the decline of numbers within the race, this is an endless cycle that will continue to affect the fate of the vampire race.

I can't help but think of Recreley's "bakery...... Indeed, compared to the "middleman" of werewolves, it is a good way to start with the people themselves.

My guess is that Monto used his abilities to avoid Lecqueri's death, thus gaining the loyalty and trust of their siblings...... I just don't know how much human loyalty Monto has earned in this way? What is the interracial role of these humans?

The fight between Eric and Monto continues, and Fred suddenly disappears at some point, and then quickly captures a human who is tied up and whose fate is unknown!

They were men and women, and they looked sluggish, apparently having been captured for a while, knowing what fate they were about to face.

They were alive, but they were more desperate than dead.

It seems that this is the "sacrifice" of today - I clenched the silver cross in my hand.

Eric immediately changed direction and attacked these "sacrifices", anyway, as long as one of them died, he would not be able to complete the formation.

Montor immediately stopped him and shouted at the same time.

"Fred!"

Fred understood it, in fact, he didn't waste any time, and released the blood of those humans one by one, and the blood flowed like an infusion for a while!

There was no screaming, but the strong smell of blood filled every corner, I held back the churning in my stomach, and took the initiative to walk to the eye of the formation while Fred didn't do anything to me.

The strange sorcery my grandmother taught me was enough to make me aware of my role in this formation.

I am the freshest blood in the eyes of the array.

Blood that is not delicious enough is not enough to awaken the Ancestors......

Hehe.

You owe me today and you have to pay it back!

I couldn't die in Fred's hand with a knife falling, so I didn't hesitate to cut the back of my hand, two knives, very neat!

In the midst of the pain, I saw Vlad's gaze in disbelief, and Monto's angry expression.

"You're not fooled by me!? Are you sober!? ”

The huge pentagram suddenly became extremely dazzling, and it spun and rose violently, covering all the sacrifices and the coffin that lay silently.

No one can go any further!

"Formation...... It worked! Fred was ecstatic.

The second the formation was activated, Monto's expression changed from anger to disbelief, and then to crazy jealousy.

He yelled, ignoring Eric's attack, and lunged in my direction, killing me.

“…… Why is it the blood of a lowly human like you! Damn it! Damn it! You all deserve to die! ——”

The six-pointed star refracted a light that could not be seen directly, and Monto was so badly injured that he vomited blood and flew out!

- To be able to hurt a pure-blooded vampire to such an extent, is this the power of the Ancestor?

I watched coldly as Eric actually took the attack, and instead of taking this opportunity to kill Monto, I followed him and caught him, and was swept away by Monto.

In the eyes of the array, I said, interesting, interesting!

It's so much fun!

I seem to have watched an eight-o'clock show! The soul shouter of the writer of small words, not enough, not enough! More more!

Mr. Ancestor will trouble you to continue to fall asleep!

Unfortunately my prayers didn't work, and I heard a muffled sound from the coffin.

Very—very uncoolly, easily pushed away by a long, pale and slender hand, the sleeping man inside whispered and sat up with a messy black hair.

Cain, the great and powerful ancestor of vampires, even stretched out in a daze, rubbed his face, lazily propped up his chin, and looked up at me lazily at the edge of the coffin, with a sleepy feeling in his eyes.

Dark and deep black eyes, with the wetness of not waking up.

“…… Hey? It smells so good......"

Let's go!

I cover my heart!

Who is this confused little milk dog-like guy!!

I was hit! Woooooo

It's so cute! think

ua!

“…… My lord! Oh! My lord, welcome back! Fred began to cry.

Cain flicked his hair impatiently, "...... Who are you? ”

Loyal Fred: "......"

Monto excitedly rushed over again, and was knocked out by the aperture again at a flat angle of one hundred and eighty degrees, and fainted.

Cain pouted and said viciously, "Where did you come from?" ”

Me: "......"

It doesn't look like a little milk dog!! This is still a wolf dog in the skin of a milk dog!!

Boom!

Like!

I love it so much!

Cain walked up to me, and I realized that his eyes were not black, but dark red! He has a high nose, thin lips, and a lazy and seductive hint between his eyebrows.

It's the Creator's darling!

I think as long as his face is revealed, there will be countless admirers who will send it to his neck!

Feed to the fullest!

Cain's pale, cold fingers lifted my chin, squinted and sniffed between my neck, and murmured, "...... Well, hungry......"

My eyes were shining, and I took the initiative to stretch my neck, "Drink!" Enough! ”

Cain: "...... Frivolous. ”

I could feel the sharp teeth lingering around my neck, the skin punctured, and the blood draining.

But there was no pain.

Powerful vampires, when eating, will release a certain substance into the blood of their prey, and can even make them have a certain pleasure, and will not resist at all, and finally become a cold corpse in the dreamlike comfort!

Cain seemed to have slept too long, his stomach was indeed hungry, and I could feel the rate of blood loss increasing, and the sound of him "chirping" in my ears.

It's not okay.

I bit the tip of my tongue, tried to stay awake, and said tremblingly, "...... Ancestor Zen, do you know that it can be recycled? ”

Cain pushed the point away and looked at me with interest, his eyes full of languid and satisfied eyes striking me another blow.

One blow to the heart.

“…… Well? He chuckled, "...... Your blood is sweet...... But the mind is dirty. ”

I blushed and said it wasn't like that!

qiao！！ How could they forget that vampires can taste the emotions of their prey in their blood!

No face!