"Claire." Lucis smiled gently, and a sense of superiority arose.

"Lord Lucis, Elder Amilia's train is coming tonight, would you like to meet you?" Claire smiled flatteringly, a hint of contempt in her eyes.

Unlike the original vampire who lived for more than 1,400 years like Marcus, his nobler bloodline, the blood family, was inspired by superpowers, which is why Claire and others looked down on Lucis.

But, in fact, the meaning of the first and first generations is completely different.

The first generation means that the first person to become a vampire, he lives the longest, and his strength is naturally the strongest.

And the first ancestor, completely subverted this concept.

The ancestor of the blood clan is a symbol of regulations and laws, and his strength can easily kill hundreds of primitives.

This is not counting superpowers.

The Bloodlines no longer live on blood, and this is deadly for vampires.

The Bloods are not afraid of the sun, but can extract a huge amount of energy from it, which is nothing short of fantastical for vampires.

"Amilia." Lucis smiled warmly, in his heart, Emilia and Ciel both had the temperament of a royal sister.

"Then, let's go." Lucis took Selena's small hand and announced the possession, revealing the bruises on Claire's forehead, who had always been in love with Selena.

"Bastard, you'll look good later." Claire smiled politely, left the house, took out the phone, and dialed a number.

"The plan has changed, the ancestor of the blood clan has appeared, the number of troops has increased at least three times, remember to bring the Vulcan cannon with ultraviolet bullets."

Selena drove the car with a blank face, and Lucis sat on the side, a smile on her lips.

"This little girl, I'm angry."

"Okay, okay, I know it's a trap, but I can't see that Emilia is in danger and not save her." Lucis raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said helplessly.

"Hmph." Selena's ice-blue eyes blinked, and she didn't speak.

A convoy quickly arrived at Station 7, just as a steam train was coming.

Hell, how could there be a steam train in 15 years.

"Strange habits." Lucis shook his head, sighing that he really didn't get used to vampire habits.

As soon as the train stopped, a sudden change occurred!

More than a hundred werewolves popped out of the waiting rooms on either side, most of them rushed to Lucis's sports car, and others smashed the train glass with their claws and got in.

Bursts of gunfire rang out inside.

"Come, confused lamb." Lucis's figure had already appeared outside the car at some point, and he was suspended in the air against the sky, smiling sarcastically at the rushing wolf crowd.

"Night, day, years!"

"Time, the universe, I'm the first!"

A faint chant wafted through the space, and the unquestionable majesty was unleashed and froze everything.

The moment the words fell, time froze, and all the werewolves that came from galloping were frozen, and their beautiful silver fur withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning yellow, turning yellow, and then disappearing into the air as a puff of dust.

In the universe, millions of kilometers away from the earth, some bald werewolves appeared strangely on the surface of the sun, and less than a ten-thousandth of a second later, they were vaporized.

This short poem, titled "Heaven and Earth", is from Lucis.

The three superpowers of time, space, and magic are perfectly blended together.

Time, freeze frame, moment barrenness.

Space, transfer, instant obliteration.

Magic, the highest level, cast spells in one word.

The rest was much easier, clearing out the dozens of vampires sent by Claire who had been watching over them, and bringing Emilia and the accompanying vampires safely to one of Selena's safe houses.

"Little Leah, long time no see." Stroking Amilia's smooth little hand, Lucis said lightly.

Emilia smiled charmingly, and ruffled a strand of blonde hair across Lucis's knife-cut face.

"Yes, my dear, we haven't seen each other for twelve years and three months."

"She's been thinking about me." Looking at the charming Emilia in front of her, her seductive, seductive temperament and pure, raised deep V-shaped face formed a huge contrast, and a warm current flowed through Lucis's heart.

Selena sat alone next to her, jealously watching the two whispering on the bed, and fiercely installed a silver nitrate bullet into a double row of magazines.

London's transparent sunlight pierced through the air and landed on the bed.

Lucis rubbed his eyes and found a long leg on top of him.

It's Selena's.

After the trio drank more than a dozen bottles of whiskey last night, it seemed that something had happened.

After settling the vampires, Lucis took matters into his own hands to deal with the werewolves and ensure that the two clans continued to live in peace.

On one of the windowsills of the house, Lucis wore a black silk dressing gown, his deep eyes shining as bright as stars. He held one hand on a delicate openwork railing, and in the other he held a tall glass containing a golden liquid about three fingers high, and he sipped it twice from time to time, looking very leisurely.

The mahogany door was knocked open after two taps, and Selena, the goddess of the moonlight, walked in with a silver transparent dressing gown, holding an A4 piece of paper.

The wine containing the golden liquid is called "Greengren", which translates to Bacchus according to the vampire language, and its meaning can be imagined. It has a higher alcohol concentration than any other liquor ever created by humans, and to humans, Greengren is poison, but to vampires, it is their favorite.

Greenglen is golden in color and has a refreshing aroma, but the mouth is first greeted with a bitter and spicy taste. The best way to taste the wine is to let it rest on the tip of the tongue for a while, at which point the bitter and spicy taste will become strangely sweet, but it is not pure sweetness, it is a kind of malty sweetness. Finally, when it enters the throat, all the sweetness instantly turns into a rich milky aroma, which is endlessly memorable.

Greengren can suppress the vampire's blood-sucking **, but at the cost of a cup and three days of sleep.

But even so, Greengren has no price.

Hundreds of years ago, the Greengren 37, which seems to have been sold by an original vampire, was worth $8.69 million

37 means that the time from the beginning of brewing to the present, that is, 37 years.

Delicious, noble Greengren, even if it is Greengren 1, can sell hundreds of thousands.

"Any information on the destruction of Raccoon City?" Taking a sip of the mellow Greengren 68, Lucis said gently.

"Yes."

The original nuclear bomb incident made Lucis furious.

After all, no one will be happy to be bombarded with a nuclear bomb for no reason.

"The number of the nuclear bomb is UM39RK7, and according to the first two digits it can be launched is the Umbrella Company, Umbrella." Selena stroked her long black hair and said softly.

"Protection/umbrella, I guess it has nothing to do with Ambrera." Lucis's voice was a little cold, and the hand holding the railing was slightly strained.

"Privately, Ambrera is closely linked to all parties, and in addition, the T virus seems to have traces of spreading to the Chinese region."

"I remember that the NSA had determined that there was no outflow of pollutants from Raccoon City." Lucis was shocked in his heart, he always felt a deep friendship for ancient Huaxia, or because of the 25% of Huaxia blood flowing in his blood.

"The nuclear bomb launch site is a deep-water nuclear submarine about 800 meters under the sea in the Moscow region of Russia, our hackers cracked their submarine internal network, it is codenamed "Scythe", it was built in 1948, the level of typhoon, the information is mainly sealed in the KGB, and it needs to be accessed by the supervisor or above. ”

"Maybe Natasha will have a clue." Lucis muttered to himself, shook his head, and drank the cup of Greengren.

"Selena." Lucis thought for a moment and whispered, a coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Yes." Selena raised her head, took a few steps forward, and looked at Lucis, who was slightly sideways, her eyes as deep as the stars, and her handsome face as sharp as a knife, revealing endless intoxication under her ice blue eyes.

Lucis raised his head slightly, and commanded in a cold voice: "All the Death Walker troops are dispatched, target, Huaxia!" ”