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Chapter 1275: Vampire - Harren

The Evil God was furious, and instantly the forces of Sky Net in Europe sprang into action, frantically searching for any information related to Evil Eyes.

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After leaving the Sky Net Base, Evil Eyes stumbled and fled, soon arriving at a gothic castle.

The castle stood deep within a black forest, perched atop a small hill.

In this black forest, the fog was thick and the humidity high; even during the day, sunlight was scarce, making the nights even more eerie.

The castle, enveloped in this sinister environment, was surrounded by chilling dense mist, with crows cawing in the distance, adding to the terror.

If an ordinary person were to come here, they’d probably be scared to death, for this place was akin to the lair of the demons from legends!

Evil Eyes staggered into the castle hall, then knelt down, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said with difficulty, "Honorable master, the Evil God’s power is too strong, my mission has failed."

"Heh heh..."

A sinister and eerie laugh echoed from the ceiling, and upon looking up, there was a person hanging upside down!

His heels were just like a normal person’s, but once attached to the ceiling, they suspended him steadily, just like a bat.

Behind him, even more terrifying, there were huge black wings resembling those of a bat, only much larger.

His face was pale and devoid of color, with two sharp fangs protruding from his mouth, shining coldly.

As he laughed, his eyes glinted with icy cold light, appearing like a ghoul, sending chills down one’s spine.

This was unmistakably a vampire!

"Heh heh... Evil Eyes, don’t blame yourself; your failure was anticipated. The Evil God’s power is far beyond your ability to handle."

This vampire laughed coldly, "Sending you this time was mainly to test his strength and serve as a warning. Hmph, he’s just a human daring to cause trouble on our vampire territory—how audacious!"

After speaking, the vampire glanced down at Evil Eyes, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, "I bet the Evil God is very angry now. After all... you were once his brother, haha."

Thud thud...

At this moment, footsteps sounded from deep within the castle, and a butler dressed in a tailcoat, carrying a platter, walked over.

On the platter lay a cup, the liquid inside bright red and thick, exuding a metallic scent—it was human blood!

"Prince Harren, tonight’s dinner is prepared, please enjoy." The butler-like figure bowed respectfully.

Among vampires, Prince is a very high-ranking title, reserved for a select few with power and influence, of esteemed status.

Moreover, Prince Harren not only held this title, but he also had an even more formidable background—his father was the previous king of the vampire family!

In vampire legends, aside from the Ancestor Cain, the most powerful are the thirteen princes, possessing abilities beyond imagination to earn the title of Prince, indicating his strength must be fearsome!

Thwump thwump...

Prince Harren flapped his wings and descended from the ceiling, furrowing his brows upon seeing the human blood on the platter.

"Why is tonight’s dinner so little? There’s only one cup! What’s going on?" Prince Harren’s voice carried a hint of anger.

The butler remained calm, "Honorable Prince Harren, the few captives we’ve got have been used multiple times and are about to be exhausted, so today’s meal has been reduced somewhat."

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Harren’s eyes instantly turned cold, and he walked toward a corner of the hall, opened a door, and entered another room.

"Ah..."

Inside the room were over a dozen girls, their faces pale and bodies emaciated, yet they looked young and quite lovely. Seeing the terrifying Prince Harren, they screamed in horror.

"Damn it, they’re indeed nearly depleted." Prince Harren’s expression was grim, "Capturing humans has become troublesome. These dozen are far from meeting my needs; hence, after consuming their blood a few times, it’s nearly gone."

Human blood has a finite amount; if drawn excessively, death ensues.

These girls were akin to captive livestock, providing blood daily as Prince Harren’s sustenance. At first, they could offer plenty each day, but as they grew weaker, they could barely provide any.

"Useless bunch!" Prince Harren’s gaze was cold, clearly a bit angry, as he reached out and grabbed one of the girls.

"Please, don’t kill me," the girl cried.

Prince Harren sneered coldly, then bit the girl’s neck with his sharp teeth piercing into her arteries, drinking deeply.

Thump, thump...

Before long, the girl became a dry corpse, all blood drained. The other girls, witnessing this, were pale with fright, trembling uncontrollably.

"Not satisfied, bring several more." Harren extended his crimson tongue, and in the following period, he drained the blood of several more girls.

Quite a few girls fainted from fear!

After finishing, Harren closed the door and told the butler, "Go find another batch of captives."

Though this blatant capture of girls by vampires might attract attention from certain forces, Harren didn’t fear this, considering his father was the previous king and the family was vast; no ordinary person dared provoke them.

"Yes," the butler nodded respectfully.

After sating his bloodlust, Harren gave a satisfied belch, approached Evil Eyes who still knelt on the ground, couldn’t resist licking his lips, thinking to himself: "This guy is a Martial Saint, if I could drain his blood dry, it’d be so gratifying."

However, Harren knew that an existence like Evil Eyes was precious. Purely for satisfying his taste buds, disposing of him wouldn’t be worth it.

"Evil Eyes, you may rise." Harren remarked calmly, "Go heal first, once you’re recovered, we’ll trouble the Evil God again."

"Hehe, rumor has it that the Evil God possesses ten pieces of Golden Bone, I must obtain them!"