The vampires not far away bared their fangs and quickly rushed towards the place where the delicious smell was coming from.
Troy was the first to arrive, but when he saw the scene, he couldn't help but take two steps back. His long fangs also emerged from his mouth.
The desire that kept surging out of his body pulled at his nerves, making him want to pounce forward without a care.
But he couldn't. His remaining rationality told him that the vampires couldn't passively fight the hunters.
He used all the strength in his body to control himself and go forward, trying his best to pull the berserk queen away.
He raised his hand and wanted to destroy the corpses as soon as possible, but he was still a step too late.
Troy felt powerless as he watched the vampires rushing out to snatch the blood.
Was he going to watch the vampires walk down a path of no return? How could he do that?
"All of you, stop! Stop!" He tried his best to release his pressure, but he had to suppress the thought of sucking blood while controlling the increasing number of vampires. He really wanted to do it, but he was powerless.
The most important thing was that the person he was pulling was swinging his hand at him, completely treating him as an enemy.
The people from the Hunter's Guild slowly gathered, but the vampires kept appearing as well.
The blood had already triggered the deepest desire in their hearts, and now that so many people had appeared, it undoubtedly made the vampires very excited.
Troy painfully watched the chaotic situation, especially when that man walked over leisurely. His heart felt like it was being squeezed in the other party's hand.
That kind of shock could no longer be described with words. Who was this person? Why did he feel that the other party had a pure-blooded pressure that was even higher than theirs?
But he wasn't a vampire, was he?
"Low-level vampires will always be low-level vampires. They'll never be as noble and holy as her."
"If that's the case, keeping her is also a misunderstanding of her. It's better not to keep a clansman like her who's a burden."
Carol stretched out his hand elegantly. His slender and strong fingers with calluses immediately emitted a pure white light.
Even from so far away, Troy could feel the destructive power and power of destruction coming from it.
If he really attacked, would the vampires still have a chance to breathe?
"No, Your Excellency Carol, you can't do this." Troy let go of Abe and immediately went to stop Carol.
But as soon as Ai Bei regained his freedom, he pounced on Calor.
Her long fangs were still dripping with blood, and her white dress was stained with all kinds of filth. She looked like a lunatic, and there was no trace of the elegance and beauty that a vampire should have.
"Her Majesty the Queen, Your Excellency Carol." Troy cried out in surprise as he rushed over and blocked the attack for Abe. He instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.
His movements were too fast. The hunters who did not join the chaotic battle and the normal people who were watching from afar all looked at this scene in surprise and admiration.
A duke of the Sanguine was actually unable to withstand an attack from the next president of the Hunter's Guild. What did this mean? It meant that the dynasty belonging to the Sanguine was about to change.
The ordinary people screamed in joy. Their cheers instantly attracted the attention of the vampires who were fighting against the hunters.
With food right in front of them, who could resist the temptation and charge into the crowd without any regard for their lives?
"Ahhh! Get lost! Get lost!"
"It hurts! Save me!"
"Ah, monster, scram! I don't want to die!"
When the first vampire who broke through the encirclement and killed his way into the crowd began to grab anyone and suck their blood without restraint, the second and third began to join in as well.
A true chaotic battle had begun, and the culprit who started all of this was being protected in Troy's arms.
Perhaps the warm breath that had just sprayed on her face had awakened her remaining rationality, but the red in her eyes was slowly fading away.
Troy looked at the chaos in the crowd. Hunters, vampires, and normal people. Fresh red liquid spilled onto the ground.
Cries of pain, the sound of teeth sinking into flesh, and cries of fear continuously entered his ears.
Why did it become like this? He did not understand.
Carol looked coldly at the two people on the ground. The light in his hand turned into a mighty dragon and attacked the crowd.
Wherever it passed, the vampires would all let out painful cries.
"Ignorant things, how dare you let her bear the infamy? All of you should go to hell."
With a slight movement of his hand, the light on the dragon's body became even brighter. The vampires, who were already afraid of sunlight, all felt like they were being roasted by fire at this moment.
It was so hot that their bodies were burning and smoking, as if they would be reduced to ashes in the next moment.
Carol was really provoked. The pressure on him was so low that even Troy, who was not too close to him, felt stifled and tense.
Once again, he had strong doubts about the "she" that Carol was talking about. Who exactly was she?
Why would this cold-blooded and powerful man go to such an extent? Why would he want to destroy the vampires just because they would ruin her reputation?
Chloe really wanted to know what he was thinking.
Actually, Carol's thoughts were very simple. That person was so pure and holy, how could he let her bear a bad reputation?
He would not allow anyone to splash dirty water on her, nor did he want her to see those filthy things. Thus, he wanted to get rid of all these hidden dangers.
The dragon in the sky seemed to have sensed its master's thoughts. It opened its mouth and let out a dragon's roar.
It swooped down and attacked the vampires who had no power to resist.
Just as it was about to be grabbed by those sharp dragon claws, a golden barrier suddenly appeared and blocked the dragon's attack.
At the same time, a white figure quickly approached and appeared not too far away from them in almost an instant.
Her golden hair was even more dazzling than the sun, and her white clothes fluttered. As she walked over slowly, a pure aura rushed to spread out.
Her exquisite facial features were unreservedly reflected in everyone's eyes. Even the hunters who hated vampires could not help but praise her. She was really beautiful.
It was a kind of beauty that surpassed her identity. She did not have the seductive charm that vampires should have. Instead, she had a touch of gentleness and elegance.
She was like a clear spring in a chaotic world, carrying her own character but not forgetting her identity.
She was in the middle of it all, but completely outside of it.
Her appearance was like a ray of light that stopped in the hearts of many people.
"Your Majesty," Troy called out. Louis called out excitedly. He had never imagined that the empress would appear. Had she sensed that they were in danger?
Xunmi raised her head slightly and was about to look in the direction of the voice when her line of sight was suddenly blocked. She blinked in confusion.
"Um, h-hello." Since she did not know what the male lead wanted to do, she might as well ask first.
A faint smile appeared on that flawless face. Her seductive red lips spat out a voice that was like pearls falling on a jade plate. It was intoxicating to hear.
However, it caused Carol to be covered in a layer of darkness. The gaze she was looking at him with was too unfamiliar, as if the two of them were just strangers.
How could this be? She was clearly the person he had set his mind on. How could she not remember him?
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