In the silent dark corridors of Field Castle, a tall, handsome young man walked silently, his flowing tuxedo swaying gently behind him, and his light footsteps floated through the corridors of the Shadow Forest to the staircase on the second floor of the castle.

"Here you are, my master. ”

When the young nobleman walked down the curved staircase to the hall on the first floor with elegant steps, a slightly chubby middle-aged man bowed to him respectfully, and the young nobleman walked calmly across the steps of the red carpet, walked past the man to the center of the hall, and looked at the male servants neatly arranged in front of him.

"Steward Klaus, have you found out, what happened?" the young lord asked lightly, his blood-red lips showing his canine teeth as sharp as a sharp sword.

"Yes, my master, it has been found out that several human rangers have invaded our castle, one of them has touched the trap and fallen into the tunnel, and the other two are searching the castle!" replied the butler Klaus, with a respectful smile on his equally blood-red lips.

"Oh, there's an unexpected guest coming, and it's a surprise for our long-dormant castle! It's been a long time since we've had a guest!" the young lord muttered with a sinister smile on his lips.

He stretched out his right hand with sharp nails, pointed at the neatly arranged male servants in front of him, and ordered in a soothing tone: "Find them, bring them to me, and I will let them witness the greatness of the blood clan and make them submit to my feet!"

With the feminine voice of the Marquis of Field echoing through the hall, the vampire servants shouted in unison: "No one can resist the shadow of twilight, the world will eventually be shrouded in twilight, for the sake of the Bloodline!"

Listening to this chant in unison, the corners of the young lord's mouth showed a smirk of satisfaction, and before he could speak, a chuckle full of sarcasm suddenly came from above the hall: "Hmph, a bunch of big fools, no one has ever told you that the day after twilight is always bright?"

This immature cynicism made the young lord look up at the huge chandelier at the top of the hall, only to see a little Lori in a black feather coat sitting on the chandelier, looking down on the crowd below with a look of disdain.

"Who are you?" the lord stared at little Lori in surprise, surprised that she could appear here silently, he glanced back at his butler, who narrowed his eyes gloomily and shook his head gently.

"That Marquis of Fei, I'm here to deliver a letter, someone asked me to bring you a message!"

Lilith smiled mischievously, and her body swayed vigorously against the chandelier under her ass and said loudly, "Hello to the lone wolf, and also to your bad princess, she is hiding in this castle, let her out!"

"Lone Wolf ......" Hearing this nickname, the Marquis of Field's face suddenly turned cold, sneered and looked around the shadows of the hall, and asked unhurriedly, "Where is he?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, several vampire valets in front of him jumped up, and after receiving the marquis's thoughts, they turned into demonic forms, spread the vampire wings behind them, and soared into the air, pounced on Lilith sitting on the chandelier.

Little Lori looked at the vampire from all directions with a curious expression, gently shaking the chandelier under her buttocks, and when one of them pounced closer, suddenly her small waist twisted and turned the chandelier in a different direction, and the edge of the flying chandelier hit the vampire's face, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Hahaha, big fool!" exclaimed Lilith happily, clapping her little hands.

The rest of the vampire valet steadied their bodies and grabbed at little Lori with their sharp ghost claws, Lilith pouted her little buttocks and swung the chandelier behind her, the vampire claws swept over her head, and Little Lori jumped off the chandelier.

The chandelier, which had lost its weight, swung back under the strong swing force, and the vampires were caught off guard by the heavy chandelier, and the man fell to the ground on his back, and Lilith, who had become a little owl in mid-air, circled around and landed on the chandelier again, holding her stomach and laughing.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Marquis Field gritted his teeth and scolded, waved his hand, the tips of the claws shone with dark red light, only to see that the chandelier where Lilith was sitting was also shrouded in red light, only to hear a "click", the iron cable carrying the weight of the chandelier suddenly broke, and the heavy chandelier fell down with Lilith.

Little Lori wanted to turn into a little owl and fly away, but found that the dark red light attached to her body limited her magic power, making her unable to perform the transformation technique, Lilith screamed in a panic: "Bad wolf, it's going to kill someone, come and save the baby!"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure flew down from the staircase on the second floor, jumped close to the falling chandelier, grabbed the broken iron cable in mid-air, stepped on the iron frame of the chandelier and aimed it in the direction of the Marquis of Field, and rushed down with a roar.

The Marquis of Field was taken aback, and hurriedly broke away from the blood mist, and the chandelier slammed to the ground, smashing the hard stone slab into a large hole.

"Good night, Marquis de Field, 'Lone Wolf' Rogge salutes the Bloodlines and Her Highness Elizabeth!" the black-cloaked man who stepped down from the chandelier smiled as he lifted his face covered by a wide-brimmed black hat and smiled as he sipped a red-hot cigar.

"When did you change your appearance?" Lilith turned into a little owl and flew to Rog's shoulder, tilting her little head and asking, "When you said this before, there was no such thing as 'and Her Highness Elizabeth'!"

"Do you know what it means to keep up with the times, little fool?" Rogge replied as he faced the vampires in front of him, and bit his cigar as if no one was around, "I can actually add the vampire king's, but I won't revive that old guy, so I won't have a chance to use it!"

"Of course I do, I'm just testing you, just like I changed the name of a stupid girl!" said Little Furball with a look of omniscience.

"Yes, when I cut off Elizabeth's head, I'll change the words back like you. Rogge smiled defiantly and said as his gaze swept over the angry vampires present.

"Lone wolf, you are too conceited!" Marquis Field sneered: "I advise you not to kill yourself, and cooperate with the Blood Clan as soon as possible, the Human Empire has been wanted by you, you don't need to die for the human race!"

Rogge smiled and nodded, flicked the cigarette ash with a cigar between his fingers and looked back to the little furball on his shoulder, "What do you think?

"There's no need for that!" replied the little furball without hesitation.

"Is it necessary for us to die for the Bloodline?" Rogge asked, smiling.

"Do bad bats have anything else to eat besides drinking blood?" asked the little furball, staring at him curiously.

"It doesn't seem like much. Rogge said with a shrug.

"It's pitiful, there's nothing to eat, let's help the humans, at least they have a lot of good food!" the little furball bounced twice on Rogge's shoulder, flapping his little belly with his wings.

"Fight for good food, that's the principle of a foodie!" said Roger with a smile and raised an eyebrow at the Marquis of Field.

A hint of murder flashed across Field's pale face, and he sneered in a gloomy tone, "Very well, you chose a wrong answer, I hope you won't regret it!" Before the words fell, the vampire valet beside him spread their wings and pounced on Rogge.

Rogge stood quietly in place smoking a cigar, looking at the vampires rushing forward with a relaxed face, and suddenly heard the gunfire on the second floor behind him, and the silver bullets fell like hailstones, and the vampires close to Rogge were hit by the silver bullets one after another, turning into ashes and disappearing at Rogge's feet.

"There were even reinforcements in ambush, and the lone wolf even brought a helper, hum!" The Marquis of Field looked up at the woman behind the railing at the staircase, and said to the butler behind him: "Klaus, bring someone to kill that woman for me!"

Klaus Butler agreed, and suddenly turned into a vampire form, the original fat belly was gone, and his body became extremely muscular, he flapped his wings and led the vampire manservants to rush to the second floor, and Catherine, who had just changed bullets, fired a volley of two guns, knocking down several vampires.

More vampire servants approached Catherine from several directions, and the little flower spirit saw this, and with a spell, countless rattan stretched out from the walls of the castle hall, and the crisscrossing rattans formed a large green net over the hall, and Catherine flew over the railing, stepping on the rattan and rushing towards the center of the hall.

Klaus was only a fraction of a second away from her, smashing the railing on the second floor, and when he looked back, he saw Catherine's lithe rattan in a flashing behind her, and she jumped up and somersaulted with the elasticity of the rattan, firing two guns in mid-air, and several vampire servants were hit by silver bullets from behind, screaming and turning to ashes.

"Surround from all sides, catch that girl!" Klaus shouted, and the vampires spread out in all directions, besieging Catherine from all angles, and Catherine, who was surrounded in the center, calmly looked around, counted the remaining bullets in the chamber, and strode towards Klaus.

When she was only two steps away from Klaus, Catherine suddenly leapt into the air, and the light body bestowed by the three goddesses of the forest leaped high under the elastic force of the rattan, and her toes brushed against Klaus's claws, leaping towards the chandelier sling on the ceiling of the hall.

She tossed the silver gun in her right hand into the air, reached out and grabbed the broken sling, and aimed the silver gun in her left hand at the vampires below to shoot accurately, killing a vampire with each shot, and the sound of gunfire echoed through the hall with the screams of vampire minions.

When the sound of the silver gun was heard, Catherine threw the silver gun backwards, and the two vines sticking out from the back of Monica, the little flower spirit, caught her left hand silver gun, and Catherine raised her hand at the same time to catch the silver gun in her right hand that fell from a height, and killed a vampire who rushed forward with a wave of her hand.

She swung forward with all her might, released the chain with her right hand and fell forward in the air, turning around in mid-air and shooting, the vampires who had just pounced on the sling and were distanced by the storm of silver bullets, turning into pieces of clothes falling from the ashes and falling to the ground.

Catherine, who had fallen on the rattan, jumped up again with the help of the elastic force of the rattan and landed firmly on the floor on the second floor, but at this moment, the Klaus butler suddenly pounced in front of her, and the sharp ghost claws grabbed her neck head-on.

Suddenly, Catherine's figure disappeared from Klaus's sight, and the butler was stunned for a moment, looking at the empty corridor in front of him with a blank face and muttering, "Damn, where did that girl go?"