Temple of Eternal Night.

Hearing the screams of Faith and the others, Blade couldn't help but glance back, and what caught his eye was the scene of more than a dozen vampires turning into ashes together, and he was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that Matthew was not as he expected, his heart was full of doubts, but Tsundere was like him, and he still couldn't accept the fact that Matthew prevented him from taking revenge in person.

Taking a deep look at Matthew, Blade strode away.

Killing Fez, Matthew quickly sank his mind into the sea of consciousness, where the shuttle shone slightly, and the red chains on it were full of cracks, almost completely collapsing.

"Huh?" Matthew frowned deeply.

In his vision, the one who killed Fez, prevented the blood god from descending, and saved countless human beings should be able to obtain countless origin points and break a few chains.

Unfortunately, the reality is that killing Fez's is indeed greater than killing other vampires, and the chain shakes and collapses, but it is not as earth-shaking as imagined, and it is only worth the weight of dozens of vampires.

"It shouldn't be!" Matthew muttered to himself.

"Do you have to kill the blood god after he descends into the world to have an effect?"

After pondering for a long time, Matthew shook his head, there was no way to verify it for the time being.

"Let's go."

"Yes, sir."

With Edward with him, Matthew rose to the sky, stood above the Temple of Eternal Night, glanced at the lonely figure not far away, sighed softly, and flew towards New York City.

Blade glanced up, then lowered his head, stared ahead, expressionless, facing the rising sun, step by step firmly on his own steps, towards the base.

Underground Palace of the Pureblood Council.

"Edward, gather all the Ha Ghost Clan, and meet here tonight." Matthew commanded.

"My lord, all the Ha ghost clans?" Edward hesitated.

"Questions?"

"There are hundreds of Ha Ghost Clans in the Pure-Blood Council, and only the Ha Ghost Clan, which has a high status in human society, has the honor to be summoned here." Edward explained.

"It's also for the secrecy and safety of the underground palace."

Matthew smiled slightly: "It's okay, tonight is a grand event, those who surrender are loyal, I am useful, those who do not surrender, hehe, I am also useful......"

Edward's face changed, and he smiled flatteringly: "My lord, I believe they will all surrender." ”

"Go ahead." Matthew waved his hand.

"Yes." Edward bowed his head, bowed respectfully, and slowly withdrew.

Standing up, Matthew began to take a closer look at the underground palace, half ringing, and a smile bloomed on his face.

This underground palace is not only large enough and well-equipped, comparable to the top hotels, but also reveals a low-key luxury atmosphere everywhere, which makes Matthew sigh: "No wonder so many petty bourgeoisie, yearning for the life of a vampire, it is really aristocratic." ”

"Three generations of nobles, vampires can live for so long, and these top-level vampires have countless wealth in their hands, they are really a model of nobility!"

Sitting on the leather sofa, Matthew smiled: "But it's all cheap for me." ”

Night falls.

Outside the building where the underground palace is located, top-notch luxury cars are parked here.

"Boss, it's here." An extended Lincoln, the driver stopped the car steadily, pressed the communicator, and reminded.

"Yes." There was a muffled sound of promise coming from the communicator.

The driver didn't say much and waited quietly.

In the enclosed space in the back row, there are three people sitting, holding wine glasses in their hands, the red wine in the glass exudes a crystal color, and a faint aroma of wine wraps around the tip of the nose, which is obviously the top red wine.

A bloated white man in his fifties said with a sad face, "Do we want to go in?" I've received word that the Pure-Blood Council is dead, and that even the half-bloods like Feth have been swept away. ”

"Karry, is your message accurate? Why didn't I get any news? Another middle-aged white man asked hurriedly.

Kari nodded worriedly: "Caesar, of course it's accurate, the guy who summoned us now is the guy who killed all the vampires, nicknamed God Killer, a human ......"

"So what are we doing here? Hurry up and leave, maybe this killing god won't even let us go. Caesar wondered.

"What do you say, Thomas?" Carrie looked at the woman with an indifferent face, quietly sipping red wine, in her thirties, with beautiful red hair, delicate appearance, and a well-fitting lady's suit, revealing her graceful figure.

"Who is informing you?" The red-haired woman Dorma shook her goblet and asked lightly.

"It's not the previous contact, it's Edward, what's wrong?" Kari and Caesar looked at Doma in unison, their eyes drifting with Domma's seductive red lips, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of hope rise in their hearts.

"Who is Edward?" Doma continued.

"I think I've seen it before, it's Feith's men." Kari hesitated.

"I remember, he's the joke in the vampire, the vampire who has been playing tricks in Hollywood." Caesar patted his head and smiled.

"Yes, yes, that's him. He's just a nobody, and now that Faith and they're all dead, how much more can he stir up? Kari wondered.

"The key is his identity, a vampire! Have you ever seen or heard of vampires at the feet of humans? Doma sneered.

Karui and the two of them were stunned for a moment, shook their heads and said, "That's not true, vampires have been sucking human blood and treating humans as food, how can they obey human ......"

"You're saying that this god of killing isn't human?"

"Why did you want to be a ghost clan at that time?" Doma didn't answer directly, and asked a question again.

"Naturally, they want to have a long life, and they promise that if we serve them for a certain number of years, they will transform us into vampires, isn't that what High Tinono promised you?" Kari said impatiently.

"I'm afraid there's still fear, right? Don't tell me that you were first approached by vampires and immediately moved by them and chose to surrender? Doma sneered.

A hint of shame flashed across the faces of Carry and Caesar, how could they, as the upper echelons of New York, be moved by a fluttering word? A long life is just the straw that overwhelms the last slip of the scale.

Now they are pierced in front of a young beauty they covet, and the self-esteem of the big man makes them very embarrassed.

Doma didn't continue to stimulate them, and said lightly: "In the past, you chose to surrender, but now that you are sweeping the entire blood clan one by one, and making the vampire willing to be his slave, summon us, do we have any other choice?" ”

After speaking, he drank all the red wine in his hand, put down the goblet, and gently pressed a button on the door, and the sealed compartment opened automatically, and Doma stretched out his slender hand, and an arm immediately appeared outside, supporting Doma, and the other arm blocked the upper edge of the carriage.

"Chairman, be careful about the meeting." A cold female voice sounded.

Doma stepped out of the car and bowed slightly to a young woman in a black professional suit, who looked extremely capable: "You wait for me here." ”

"Yes!"

Ignoring the two people in the carriage with uncertain faces, Doma stepped on his high heels, twisted his graceful posture, and walked into the building.

Half ringing.

"Karry, listen to Thomas, let's go in too." Caesar was the first to break the silence.

"Yes!" Kari nodded heavily.

The two of them gave their own words and walked side by side towards the building.

In the next period of time, outside the building, there was a continuous flow of people, men and women, all with heavy faces, holding their breath, as if something big had happened.