Card: My wife is a bit dull, but she leads thousands of dragons

Level 6 fortress, Fanaria.

The sharp Gothic castles pierce the sky like upside-down bats.

This is the Vampire Empire, where the blood race lives. There is no sunlight all year round. The walls of the castle are covered with dark red vines and are filled with a fishy and sweet smell.

Two vampire guards leaned against the entrance of the fortress in boredom. One of them yawned, his bloodshot eyes half-closed. "I heard that the seven major families are holding a meeting again." He said lazily.

"Oh? What's for again?" Another guard raised his eyebrows, his sharp canine teeth flashing coldly in the dim light.

What else could it be? The old woman from Margaret's family. I heard she's dying, and the seven families are discussing how to divide her flesh and blood."

Frya Margaris, the oldest of the fourteen legends of Biantana, was given the title of "Grandmother".

Time is merciless, and her once upright figure has become hunched, but she still holds the throne tightly, claiming that she will never abdicate until a suitable heir is found.

Naturally, these words could not satisfy the young vampires, especially the ambitious ones within the Margaret family.

They were unwilling to see the power of the family controlled by an old woman who was about to die, so they secretly hatched a sinister plan. They took the lead in uniting the other six major families and secretly gave the grandmother a chronic mental poison, gradually weakening her vitality.

At the same time, he purged the power of his grandmother's lineage, killing some and exiling some.

The conspiracy lasted for more than a decade, and the effect of the poison gradually became apparent, and my grandmother's physical and mental health deteriorated.

To this day, the once-powerful grandmother is finally dying, her eyes are cloudy, and she has no relatives.

The seven major families are now gathered in the meeting hall, all seeking credit, eager to drink the rich blood and power of this legendary man.

"Tsk tsk, this is a feast. The bloodline of the Margareth family, that's..." A guard licked his lips, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, "It's a pity that we are not qualified to participate."

"Who says it's not? But it's nice to smell it." Another guard shrugged and continued, "I heard that the meeting was very noisy and everyone wanted to take advantage of it."

With a loud bang, the sky suddenly cracked, lightning flashed across the sky, and dark clouds quickly gathered.

The guard frowned slightly and whispered to himself: "Is it going to rain? It hasn't rained in Fanaria for a long time..."

The other guard shook his head, confusion written all over his face.

There was another roar, and lightning tore through the sky again.

The silvery light briefly illuminated an indifferent face in the dark corner.

The guard immediately became alert, straightened his body, and shouted, "Who is it?"

Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire person.

She was a slender girl, wearing a black and white Lolita dress that swayed in the wind, layered, intricate and exquisite.

She held a black lace parasol with fine tassels hanging from the edge, swaying in the night breeze.

Boom! Lightning illuminated the girl's face again.

The girl has black hair and red eyes. Her face is as pale as paper. The corners of her mouth are slightly raised, making her look like a beautiful female ghost walking out of hell.

"She...she is..." A guard remembered something and his pupils slowly dilated.

"The abandoned daughter of the Margaret family..."

He remembered clearly that it was he who dragged the mad girl out of the door.

"How is it possible..." Another guard stepped back tremblingly.

Yeah, how is that possible.

The person they threw out of the house was clearly a crybaby, incompetent and furious loser with an affinity level of 1.8.

A piece of trash who tarnished the honor of the Margareth family.

How could it be this monster in front of me, exuding bloodline oppression?

I have to admit my mistake. I must admit my mistake.

Three years ago, the person who was expelled was a cute little girl who was less than 1.6 meters tall and dressed exquisitely.

It would be wrong to describe the person in front of me as cute.

She is tall and slender, and exudes the unique charm of a mature woman.

A deadly yet tempting danger.

"No... Impossible... She is not..." the guard muttered to himself, trying to give himself some psychological comfort.

"She is not the abandoned girl from three years ago... She is not... She is not..."

However, no matter how he tried to persuade himself, the fear in his heart did not diminish at all. Instead, it intensified, and cold sweat soaked his back.

she was--

Still holding that umbrella.

"Boom--" a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating half of the sky like day.

Three huge monsters flashed by.

Epic-[True Blood Vampire]

Epic Level - [Dead King. Evil Eye]

Epic Level - [Lord of Gold. Golden Lich]

The three monsters protected the girl in the middle, and their cold laughter echoed in the night sky, making people shudder.

"Epic...historical." The two guards slowly opened their mouths and their eyes became dull.

“Quick! Report…” A guard came to his senses, but before he could finish his words, all the blood in his body was instantly drained, and he turned into a mummy.

The other guard looked at his gradually shriveling palms and felt a chill in his heart.

"save..."

He banged on the iron door and tried to press the bat-shaped hole on the door, but soon he ran out of strength.

The mummy lay on the iron gate and slowly fell to the ground powerlessly.

The skin was stained with a strange golden color, as if it was coated with a thin layer of gold foil.

The girl walked into the door gracefully, holding an umbrella.

The giant bat standing upside down in the center of the castle suddenly spread its wings and let out a shrill scream, which was an emergency alarm.

The fortress has detected a dangerous intrusion.

"Super alert? What's going on!" Inside the conference room, the leaders of the seven major families looked at each other with vigilance in their eyes.

Special Alert, the highest level of alert, often occurs during large-scale invasions in fortress wars.

Who dares to touch Fanaria, the nearby fortress?

"Go out and see!"

The representatives of the seven major families looked solemn as they walked out of the meeting hall with their respective elite troops. The atmosphere was depressing and suffocating.

But the scene before them left them stunned.

There was no military invasion.

She is just a girl going home, a good girl who knows to hold an umbrella before it rains.

A girl, causing a special alarm in the fortress?

"Grandma, are you in there?" The girl frowned and looked over the crowd, sensing a faint yet strong blood energy inside the conference room.

"Melonika..." The head of the Margareth family looked at the person in front of him with astonishment.

"Wow--" A trident flew from the void and pierced his chest.

His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief, his body was shaking violently, and his mouth was open, but no sound came out.

"Pfft-"

He pulled out the trident violently, bringing out a stream of blood. The skin all over his body began to crack, revealing scarlet muscle tissue. His eyes turned blood red, fangs extended from his mouth, his nails became extremely sharp, and his whole body turned into a hideous vampire monster.

"Do you want to be an enemy of the seven major families?!"

The hoarse roar echoed in the void, and all the elite members of the seven major families sacrificed their blood and incarnated themselves, bursting out with astonishing power.

The girl held up a black umbrella, slowly raised her head, faced the blood clan army, and said coldly: "The debt owed must be repaid."

"Money debts, money to pay."

"Love debts must be repaid with love."

"eye for eye!"

A powerful aura burst out from her body, like a storm, sweeping around, even changing the color of the sky and the earth.

The black hair danced wildly in the storm, and he was like an army of one man.

In June 1048, the girl, holding an umbrella and three epic monsters, massacred Fanaria's 6 elite vampire army.

Fight to fame.

A new generation of vampire queen was born.

Legendary title——[Crimson].

No one dared to call her by her name anymore, Melonika Mikasa Margulies.

No one dared to call her Miss Mei. I'm back, Fanaria