I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

Manzhu Shahua never thought about the consequences of breaking up with Luo Shiqi.

In her heart, she knew very well that she was becoming more and more dependent on this man, even though from outsiders' perspective, it seemed that she was the one who was taking good care of Luo Shiqi.

But in fact, Manjushage had never imagined a future without Luo Shiqi, not even for a moment.

She hopes that one day she and Luo Shiqi will understand and rely on each other, and in order to achieve this wish, she embarks on a journey to help him find his lost memories.

Manzhu Shahua was confident that even if Luo Shiqi thought of the past, he would never separate from her.

She stood there in a daze for a while before she came to her senses and heard Lingxi Pal calling out, "Count, wake up and answer me!"

His eyes were bloodshot, showing his madness.

"I... I'm fine. Vampires... can't die..." he replied weakly.

After getting a response, Pal hurriedly hugged him.

Even though his breath was weak, Dracula William still tried to say to him in a weak voice: "Paer, you are holding me too tight. If this continues, I will really die."

"Anyway, the vampire won't die. This is the punishment for the count's reckless behavior." Pal's voice was very tough with a crying tone, but the movement of his hands relaxed unconsciously.

He looked down at Dracula William's chest and found that the wound had healed.

"Hasn't it always been like this? No matter how badly injured he is, he won't die. Why are you so worried every time?" Dracula William forced a smile.

It is true that I cannot die, and it is also true that it hurts terribly when the chest is pierced. Even though the wound has healed, it still hurts so much that I cannot straighten my back.

When Pal was about to let go, Dracula turned back and hugged his shoulders. Only by leaning against him like this could he see clearly what was happening with Luo Shiqi and Manjusaka.

Seeing that Dracula was fine, Manjushage finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was only then that she realized that she was in greater danger.

Luo Shiqi became a different person.

This may not be correct, the body is still his, but the inside seems to have changed drastically, and even the appearance has changed drastically.

He is very dangerous, this is Manjushage's subconscious judgment.

If Dracula William hadn't rushed over at the risk of his life to rescue Manjushage, she would definitely still be in a daze and unable to accept the current situation.

Everyone else was terrified. Everything was fine just now and the storm was about to dissipate. Why did Luo Shiqi suddenly attack Dracula William?

Why is he in such a horrible state now?

How is it possible that Luo Shiqi, the great hero who once slew the dragon, has turned into a demon?

But the facts are lying naked before us.

Manjushage did not run away in a hurry, but asked bravely: "Who are you and why are you in his body?"

"His body?" The demon looked at his hands that had turned into crimson claws, and soon revealed a sinister smile: "I never thought that one day I would be reborn in this form. No wonder my body is a little out of control, it turns out that I have taken over someone else's things."

The devil came forward, and stared at Manjushage with his evil blood-red eyes: "You look familiar - oh, I remember, the woman who ruined my plan a year ago, it must be you!"

"What did you say?" Through those bloodshot eyes, Manjushage seemed to see into the depths of the devil's soul.

She swallowed nervously, her tone filled with deep surprise: "Magic dragon?"

"In fact, the name Fate's Concerto is more suitable for him." An old female voice floated from the side. The Stormhorn entangled in silk threads had lost control. As if looking for someone's trace, it flew towards the direction where the voice came from with a clear purpose.

Illuminated by the dazzling blue and purple light was a familiar old woman's face.

"Ilivia Grusser, did you do all this?" Manjushage asked loudly and angrily.

"That's right, Miss Manjusaka, I warned you several times to leave Liuguang City, but you still came." Grusel sneered: "Although the current situation is perfect for me, it's a pity that I have to show up to protect your safety."

"Stop joking. If you really want to repay me, just return Luo Shiqi to me!" Manjushage felt that this man was unreasonable.

He said he wanted to repay the favor, but he turned Luo Shiqi into this state, and he also hypocritically said he wanted to protect her. What a joke!

"I can't do that." Grusel shook his head. "It's fate that made him look like this, isn't it? Everything is your own choice."

Hearing this, Manjushage fell silent.

Indeed, whether returning to Liuguang City or protecting the clock tower was their own decision.

"It was you who led the situation to this irreversible point." Lycoris radiata stared at Grussell sharply, as if she wanted to pierce her through.

"Don't say that, this is the best situation right now." As she said this, Grusel's eyes suddenly changed, and she manipulated the Storm Horn to release magic.

It was difficult to dodge at such a close distance, but what Manjushage didn't expect was that Grusel didn't intend to attack her, but instead erected a high wall made of wind and thunder magic around the two of them.

The demon's sharp claws broke up the hurricane, and collided with lightning to produce fierce sparks. The strong impact shook the ground, but it could not move forward even a single step.

"I say, with such a dangerous person standing next to you, you still have the leisure to chat?" There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in the tone of the Fate Concerto.

He wanted to vent his anger, but found that he could not shake the defense that Grusel had woven with the Stormhorn.

"Tsk, without half the strength, nothing can work." He flapped his demon wings and flew high into the sky, beating the beat with his hands like conducting a band. The black threads danced wildly in the air and then scattered out together, erupting in a series of turbulence.

Rubble flew everywhere, the ground cracked, the high walls shattered into powder, and the monsters and knights still fleeing in Liuguang City were blown to pieces.

With his overwhelming and terrifying strength, anyone in front of him is as small as an ant. He can crush them all with just a wave of his hand.

This is not Luo Shiqi, but the orchestrator of fate, Xuanming.

The dust raised by the explosion floated in the air. The Concerto of Fate laughed wildly and still waved his hands gracefully. Black lines representing death shot out from all directions, as if to completely wipe out everything in the world.

At this moment, a strong frost shock suddenly shot towards the Concerto of Fate in the sky.

He was blown away by the sudden attack, his body swayed and he almost lost his balance, but he was not injured at all.

"Don't get too carried away, you villain!" Fan Yin uttered harsh words behind Doyle's barrier, but his legs couldn't stop shaking.

She wanted to escape. The overwhelming fear was suffocating, but what was the use of running away?

With the power of the Concerto of Fate, Fan Yin's life and death are all in his control.

This guy doesn't take anyone seriously at all. Rather than playing with human lives, he seems to prefer to slaughter everyone indiscriminately.

If suppressing magic power had not become Luo Shiqi's physical instinct, weakening the attack of the Concerto of Fate, I'm afraid Doyle would not be able to block the terrifying black ray at all.

"Looking for death." The Concerto of Fate sentenced Fan Yin to death in an extremely cold tone.

He flapped his demon wings, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then appeared in front of Fan Yin.

"Shield!" Countless hard ice crystals formed an indestructible ice wall in front of him, but it was useless in front of the devil's claws.

The blue barrier was completely broken, and Doyle suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Fan Yin's ice shield was also gradually disintegrating and was about to be torn into pieces by the sharp claws.

She was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes, but death did not come as expected.

"Butterfly?" It was not Doyle and others who blocked the attack of the Concerto of Fate, but a fragile colorful butterfly.

The brilliant light emanating from it is fascinating, but its weak body can block the powerful attack of the Concerto of Fate.

"Tsk, damn it!" The Harmoner of Fate stretched out a hand again and released a deadly black ray.

The two spells just now had exhausted all of Fan Yin's strength. She collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Just as death was approaching, colorful butterflies suddenly flew in front of Fan Yin, and the black rays were easily dispelled by the psychedelic light from their bodies.

The Fate Concerto retreated to his original position in anger, looked at the sky not far away, and said provocatively: "I thought you had already run away with your tail between your legs. How dare you come back, Lilith."

"If I'm not here, Seventeen will blame him when he wakes up." The beautiful woman called Lilith said with a smile.

A flawless smile, long silver hair as dazzling as stars fluttering freely, an exquisite appearance that would make people fall completely in love with it at a glance, and pupils emitting intoxicating golden light looking directly at the orchestrator of fate without fear.

On her back is a pair of pure white angel wings.