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

Seeing that Manjushage wanted to go in with Olivia after healing the injuries of others, the big man hurriedly stopped her: "Ladies, this place is too dangerous, don't do anything stupid!"

"We can't let you go and die, can we?" Olivia asked back, which stumped him.

The terrain inside the ruins was complicated. If Donna was lucky, she might be able to find a passage to escape. If she escaped like this, it would take a lot of effort to catch her again.

But no matter what, what she holds is extremely dangerous.

Olivia and Donna have a deep grudge against each other, and now that her enemy is right in front of her, it's impossible for her to let her go so easily.

Everyone actually understands that it is very easy to catch Donna, but the prerequisite is that there must be a sacrifice.

They had finally been able to live a stable life under Olivia's care, but now they had to take the huge risk of death to capture a criminal who had already gone desperate. This was really asking too much.

In order to gain a firm foothold in the future, Olivia must of course go on this trip in person.

"Is everything okay?" Manjushage asked as if to confirm.

"She has no other options. To be honest, I feel a little unhappy that I didn't kill that guy, but in this situation, the best solution is to persuade her to surrender at the cost of alleviating her pain." Olivia said.

Manjushage nodded. The message Grusel had left behind was so conspicuous that she was almost certain that once Donna used the thing in her hand, she would suffer a strong backlash.

This guy should know this himself, so he never dared to make any big noise, for fear that he would kill himself if he pushed himself too far.

But she should be thinking of using that thing now. After all, both sides will die. She can't expect her enemy to let her go, right?

However, Olivia really planned to take a step back.

She walked into the ruins, and with the help of Lycoris radiata's tracking magic, she quickly found Donna hiding in the corner.

Her body was covered with wounds, new and old mixed together. Her gorgeous clothes had long been worn out. She huddled in the shadows, looking very much like Olivia who had been humiliated in the past.

This made her feel pity, not for Donna and her aunt, but for herself.

The hatred in her heart did not diminish at all, and she almost wanted to cut Donna, who was defeated like a stray dog, into pieces right now.

However, perhaps because the long-term power struggle made her heart calmer, or perhaps because she remembered Marianne's story, Olivia tried to suppress her anger and said in a condescending tone: "How pitiful, Donna."

Out of instinctive fear, Donna's body trembled subconsciously. When she saw who the person was, she said nothing, and her bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred and fear.

The villain will never admit her mistakes even when she is about to die. She will only hate that she didn't get rid of Olivia earlier.

"I know you have one last trump card in your hand, but it's useless. It will only end later and make your death more painful." Olivia's tone was very stinging.

Donna was furious when she heard this: "That's better than dying at the hands of a bitch like you!"

He was clearly a slave who was bullied by everyone, yet he forced her and her mother into a desperate situation. How could Donna swallow this?

She took out a strange bottle from her arms, her eyes were wandering and her expression was very painful.

"Since neither of us can get the results we want, why don't we each take a step back?" At this time, Olivia's tone suddenly softened.

"How to withdraw?" Donna obviously didn't have the courage to use that thing. When she heard that there was still room for maneuver, she was immediately overjoyed.

"To be honest, I wish I could kill you a thousand times to relieve the hatred in my heart, but this would cost a lot of manpower, and it's not worth it just to kill you. As long as you hand over what you have, I will plead with His Majesty the King to spare your life. How about it?" Olivia said.

"Are you so kind?" Although Donna was afraid of death, she still couldn't believe what Olivia said.

Olivia has a hundred ways to make her miserable just by failing in a power struggle.

Not to mention that violating the decree issued by His Majesty the King himself will be subject to severe penalties.

It is said that there is a prison built on the sea in the south of Tasso City, which is specially used to detain those extremely vicious state-level criminals. All prisoners here will be marked with a demon-sealing mark.

The soul is locked up, the magic power is sealed, and even if one dies, the consciousness will be retained. One will be tortured in the dark prison, and anyone who tries to escape will fall to the bottom of the sea without exception and be drowned by the biting cold.

When I was doing bad things, I never thought that I would be caught one day, but now I feel regretful because I am afraid of endless pain.

Olivia was bullied so badly, how could she be let go?

Donna also made Lycoris radiata look ridiculous at the dance. Unless she was crazy, she wouldn't forgive herself like that.

"I can guarantee that." Seeing Donna's expression relax, Manjushage immediately said, "We just don't want to waste too much time and energy on you. For me, the one who really deserves vigilance is the person behind the scenes."

"Don't you blame me for making a fool of yourself?" Donna didn't know if she was really stupid. She clearly felt that this was Manjushage's pain point, but she still insisted on poking it, as if she didn't think she was dying fast enough.

"That's my own choice. It has nothing to do with you." There was no trace of falsehood on Manjushage's calm face.

In fact, in her opinion, Donna had made a fool of herself enough in front of her, and there was no need to hold a grudge against her.

And she is not completely useless.

Since I took what Grusel gave me, there must be clues about that guy.

Maybe we can find the whereabouts of that crazy woman through Donna.

That’s right, letting Donna go for the time being is not because I am too kind-hearted, but because I simply want to use her.

"Okay, I'm willing to go back with you," said Donna.

At this point, she is just a loser and has no right to negotiate terms.

Donna carefully handed over the bottle, which contained something that seemed to be alive and moving around vigorously.

"Such a strong deathly aura." Manjushage took a step back almost instinctively.

She finally understood why Dracula concluded that there was great danger just by accidentally sensing the breath of this thing.

The pervasive smell of death is wrapped in thick shadows, like a devil.

Just by looking at it like this, Manjushage felt as if someone was clutching her chest tightly and she couldn't breathe. She really couldn't understand how Donna could carry this thing around all day without any problem.

Carrying the deer antler gem given by Count Dracula, I believe he will soon feel the strong aura of death approaching.

I wonder if a vampire can handle such a tricky thing - wait, something seems wrong.

The pressure emanating from the bottle alone was so terrifying that it seemed like the god of death was attacking. What about Donna and Ruthmary? How come they were okay?

A strong sense of crisis spread from the blood to the whole body. The body became stiff, fear climbed into the heart, and even the movements became extremely slow.

Manjushage used all her strength to shout at Olivia who was about to take the bottle: "Danger, get out of the way!"

“Uh—ah, ahhhhhhhhhh—”

Olivia failed to take the magic bottle successfully because before that, Donna suddenly convulsed all over, howled in pain, and tried to shrink her body.

Yes, shrink it inwards.

Her bones broke with a crisp "crackling" sound, and her flesh and blood burst due to the rapid compression, with blood flying everywhere.

The bottle just fell to the ground and slowly broke into pieces.

"Why--" Donna raised her head with difficulty, tears of blood streaming from her eyes, her body becoming corrupt, and black spikes growing on her face.

Her body quickly grew covered with sharp, long hairs, and a large amount of black blood spurted out from her back as if it had exploded.

Donna was resisting. She let out a desperate wail. Huge claws and tumors grew behind her, like the lower body of a spider. She kept spitting out white sticky substances that fell to the ground and immediately corroded a large area.

Olivia was still unable to breathe due to fear. She only heard a voice saying "go" in her ear, and then a strong force came from her hand. Lycoris radiata dragged her and ran away desperately without hesitation.

"I don't want to die." Donna's painful wail turned into the low roar of a wild beast, and the huge wolf spider with a demonic body instantly filled the interior of the ruins.