Vampire Cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

, the reason?

Mysteries came one after another, and I was horrified when I thought about it carefully.

"Okay, I'll remember. Don't turn your back on anyone then."

"Welcome." The corners of Sam's mouth rose, and he smiled playfully.

At this time, Anfa still didn't know how correct his decision was, and how much convenience this verbal promise brought him later.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who put in the nutrient solution!

Although I don't know what is the use of Orz...

☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

Stress has grown up.

This was compared after he was hit again one day.

"Walk well, what's the matter with running around?" Anfa taught him a few words, and pushed away the paws that were holding onto his thighs.

Strass raised his small face, his slightly long hair messily covered half of his face, and stared at him for three seconds in a daze, with tears rolling down his cheeks.

Anfa was helpless, squatted down, brushed his hair back, patted his back and said softly: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I shouldn't say you...have a nightmare?"

He buried himself in Anfa's neck, shook his head and sobbed.

Anfa counted the days and found that he had been gone for about a month. After all, opening up a new world is a big project, and there are many things that require his participation.

In the past few years, he has read almost all the books in a steady stream day and night. Before those ancient words came, he was sure that he could not understand them, but when he held the books in his hand, he could understand everything. Said, this is probably because of Uriel's favor.Afterwards, he was sent to help open up a new world. Anfa laughed at herself and said that it should be a new round of delaying method. Indeed, the city that never sleeps can completely delay him.

Little Strass cried harder than ever this time, and he just shook his head when asked.

The kid hasn't changed much in all this time, except that he seems more clingy.

Anfa sighed, and hugged Xiao Zhengtai who was tired from crying and sat on the swing chair, swinging gently.

"Uriel..." He opened his eyes, the ends of which were obviously sleepy.

Anfa stretched out her index finger to stop his mouth, smiled gently, and hummed a requiem song softly.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony were open, and the breeze was blowing, bringing a slight warmth.

Little Stress finally fell into a deep sleep.After Anfa tied two buns on his head, she also closed her eyes. She has been tireless for so many years, and she is a little tired after being idle all of a sudden.

"Anfar."

"Don't make trouble." With some itches on her face, Anfa stretched out her hand and waved it, but someone grabbed it firmly.

The man dropped a kiss on the back of his hand with some amusement.

Anfa opened her eyes calmly, the place was still there, but Stresses was no longer a little one.

"I can still see you in my dream." Anfa said in astonishment.

Strass leaned forward and kissed him on the lips: "You don't want to see me?"

Anfa defaulted: "It's not as cute as when I was a child."

A sore on the lip.Stress opened his mouth dissatisfied and grabbed his lower lip.

Then without giving him another chance to speak, the kiss fell like a gust of wind.

Surrounded by the crazy and hot breath, Anfa suffocated briefly for a few seconds, and soon noticed the stunned little Stress standing aside, with the blood rushing up all over his body.As soon as the white light gathered in his hands, Strass had already backed away, with an elegant smile on his face, as if he had expected his behavior long ago.

――He was testing me.

Anfa slowly put down her hands, the flush on her face faded, and her earlobes felt slightly hot. "How did you come."

"No matter where you are, I can find you."

"Because of the blood contract?"

Stress said with a smile, "Do you still remember?"

"Since you're here." Anfa pointed at the young vampire and said, "Take care of yourself."

Stress raised his eyebrows: "What about you? Go back to heaven or continue to take care of the city that never sleeps without pay."

Anfa stood up, let out a breath, and didn't avoid him: "Go to hell."

Stress was a little surprised: "I'll accompany you."

"I... I'll go too, U... Lil?"

Anfa picked up the little guy and handed it to Stres. Stres was caught off guard, looking at his immature face when he was a child, and was stunned for a moment.

"Take care of him."

Anfa walked out quickly when the two Stresses, one big and one small, booed each other.

It didn't take long for Strass to follow him. I don't know what he said to his childhood self, but the little guy didn't show up anyway.

"I didn't expect you to have such a habit." He put his head on Anfa's shoulder from behind and said with a smile.

"..."

Anfa stopped and turned to meet his gaze.

"I'm guessing wrong? While I was young, let me grow long hair..." Stress pointed to the top of his head, the meaning was obvious, but seeing that Anfa didn't show much, let alone expression, Stress blinked and smiled Said, "Not to mention, when you are not talking, this outfit can really bluff people."

Anfa rolled her eyes in her heart, and said calmly, "Aren't you going back to the blood clan?"

"What is there to return to that place?" He sneered, "Even you can't stay."

"unless--"

"I'll go with you." Anfa interrupted.

There was a bit of surprise on Strath's casual face, and he didn't dare to say: "Are you serious?"

Anfa thought for a while, then nodded solemnly: "But before that, I still have some things to do."

The corners of Stress's mouth were raised, but there was no smile in his eyes, which were a bit piercingly bright. "Are you afraid that something bad will happen to me?"

Anfa said nothing.

The surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower. Occasionally, two pedestrians pass by, but they don't dare to look too much, and they all hurried past with their heads down.

"Okay, I won't go." Stress compromised, "Don't let yourself get hurt, otherwise..."

Otherwise... what else?

Strass laughed at himself, when he couldn't even say a threat.

"Stress."

"Ok?"

"do you like me?"

"..." This ups and downs of mood, what exactly is he thinking.

"Do you love Anfa?" Anfa lowered her eyes, as if she had an unusual attachment to his answer.

Strass had already forgotten the throbbing that had happened so many years ago, and his palms were sweating nervously, for fear that he had heard it wrong.

He really wanted to give him a hug and kiss him all over his body until he cried and begged for mercy and told him the only answer over and over again.

At this time, he just restrained his slightly trembling hands behind his back, and said without a trace: "What do you think?"

Anfa shook her head: "I can't guess."

Stress kissed him close to the ear. "I like you. I love you Anva."

Say it as many times as you want to listen.

Anfa remained motionless, very much like the connivance Anfa had given him when he cheated on him when he was a child.

The more he connives, the more uneasy Strays becomes. To Uriel, he is far from the confidence he had when he treated Anfa. Except for the emotions he shouldn't have, he is more in awe.Treat the gods with the kind of awe that burns the holy fire and worships.He clearly knew the gap between Uriel and him, the difference between heaven and hell.Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the situation has changed. This gap almost no longer exists, but it is only almost.

Strass backed away a little, rationally telling him that now is not the time to do these things.

"What about Uriel? Do you love him?"

"That's you too." Stresses lightly raised his chin in a funny way, trying to see his expression clearly.

The four eyes met, but Strass could see clearly from his calm eyes, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

"What if you could only pick one?"

"What's wrong with you?" Stress frowned slightly.

Anfa knocked off his hand, snorted, took a step away, and waved her hand.

"Why should I give you the chance to choose..."

"Stress. Have you forgotten your identity? Okay, let me remind you again, you are a vampire. Now, in the name of Seraphim, I formally invite you to return to the vampire world."

Strass didn't say a word, just like being punished for doing something wrong when he was young.

――I have reasons why I have to do it alone.Anfa added a sentence in her heart, and she didn't know who she wanted to tell it to.

After a long time, Anfa could no longer be seen at the same place, Stress closed his eyes, and leaned against the stone wall as if drowning, gasping for breath.

He always has a way to easily manipulate his emotions, break down all his defenses, and then defeat him fiercely. In one sentence, he will return his hard work for so many years to its original shape, and throw the reality in front of him dripping with blood after dissecting it.

Second time.

Anfa.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and he really went back to life more and more.

The author has something to say: [Secret Chat] You quietly said to the little angels:

In view of the fact that the stupid author is suspected of spoilers, after careful consideration, he decided not to reply to any comments until the end, ahem, it is definitely not because of Gao Lengsa_(:з」∠)_

Although all the babies expressed that they did not want to talk to the stupid author, and threw a dog at the stupid author...

☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

Two goatmen were pushing a cart loaded with garbage, one on the left and the other on the right. There was only a slight sound of wheels rolling on the empty street.

"Hurry up, after scanning here, maybe you can catch up with dinner when you go back." The one on the left said impatiently.

The Goat Demon on the right nodded, took out two brooms and handed one to her.

After scanning for a while, the Goat Demon on the right looked up while wiping his sweat, and suddenly screamed.

"Scare me, what the hell is your name?"

"God... an angel!"

Her eyes widened slightly, her hands froze, and she almost threw off the rough broom in her hands excitedly.

"What's the fuss? You were punished by an angel to clean up the entire street in the most primitive way, and you got involved with me. Don't try to be lazy. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here." Another goat demon didn't look up. road.

"No, look quickly, he is an angel from heaven..."

"Every angel comes from heaven before falling, Wendy, your common sense is too lacking."

"No, no, I mean... Lord Sasim!"

The Goat Demon turned his head almost instantly when he heard the word Sasim, but his gaze only had time to catch a piece of snow-white clothes before it was blocked by the building.

"Master Sasim actually greeted him in person! This is simply incredible!" the Goat Demon named Wendy exclaimed.

"What do you see?"

"Angel, he has grown so many pairs of wings that he can't see his face clearly... My God! Is he going to fall when he comes to hell?"

"Are you sure it was Master Sasim who came to greet you?"

"Not only Lord Sasim, but Lord Beelzebub is also here. This is the first time I have seen an angel who has not yet fallen come to hell, and these two adults can welcome them at the same time..."

"It's Michael who came! No, no, no, at this time he should be restrained by Lord Lucifer, or it may be Metatron. You stay here and I have to inform Lord Cecia as soon as possible."

——

"Hell is a dark abyss, where there are immortal worms and unquenchable fire, which cause people to suffer forever day and night. It is a place where devils are punished, angels who commit crimes are imprisoned, and wicked people are punished forever. Hell exists as a terrible place of suffering. , is opposite to heaven. In addition, as long as the wicked commit a crime, they will be thrown into the sea of ​​fire in hell for eternal punishment. Hell is the place of eternal punishment for God to punish the wicked, devils and fallen angels.”

After reading the commentary, three black lines hung on Anfa's forehead. The hell he had seen before was extremely splendid, and it had nothing to do with the word "punishment".Sasim said that hell is still developing, but the lower you go, the more extravagant you can see.

Beelzebub took a glass of red wine from the bar and casually leaned to one side.

"Now you know how wonderful it is to be free from the lifeless constraints of heaven."

Sasim also said: "As long as you agree to come to hell, you can seal the devil king on the spot, really don't you think about it?"

"I just want to know what I want to know." Anfa sighed.

Sasim looked a little regretful: "Fair deal, then."

——Boom.

The closed door was slammed open, Chesia rushed in, looked around, there was only Beelzebub left in front of the bar, he rushed forward and asked Beelzebub: "Where is the person?"

Beelzebub showed an appropriately surprised expression.

"Human? Of course it's in the human world."

"Beelzebub, I'm not in the mood to joke now, where is Uriel?" Chesia stared into Beelzebub's eyes.

Fallen angels have their own unique abilities, and Checia has the ability to "charm". Beelzebub has been fooled several times, so don't open your eyes immediately. He doesn't think he will be charmed in this situation at all.

"Uriel? The Uriel who can only be summoned by God but has no complaints? He came? When did it happen?"

Seeing Beelzebub's flawless expression, Chesia breathed a sigh of relief: "It's better not him."

"Want a drink?"

.

On the other side, Anfa stood alone in a huge formation, densely packed with complicated lines.

"Think clearly? After the formation is activated, you will temporarily lose all memory and abilities."

Anfa's face was pale, as if she was enduring great pressure, she forced a smile: "I have found a formation of this level of complexity, will you really give me a chance to repent?"

Half of Sasim's face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see his expression clearly in the storm.

"Obviously you won't go back on your word."

Anfa closed her eyes and didn't answer, which was her default.

Sasim didn't hesitate any longer, activated the formation, and the sky became dark in an instant.The overwhelming sky thunder fell, and Anva spread her wings to resist. Even Seraph could not be injured under the sky thunder. The burning smell spread, and Anva rejoiced in bitterness. This is the correct way to be punished in hell.

Two iron chains protruded from the ground to lock his feet, and the sky thunder hung above his head, weaving a grid that played a multiplied role all the time.

——All this should have been his atonement.

Sassim turned his back and flapped his wings away.

"100 years. As long as you survive 100 years, I will pull you out." Sassim said via voice transmission.

Anfa swallowed a mouthful of blood, waved her hand: "No need."

"You lied to me!" Chesia threw the wine glass angrily.

Beelzebub was just a little drunk, but he was completely sober after such a fall, and he was still hit, and he was hard to guard against. This is simply a shame as one of the demon kings.

Now that he was discovered, Beelzebub didn't mind making it public, and betraying his teammates is a practice that makes perfect: "I'm just a witness. By the way, I'll help Sassim restrain you a little bit. It seems that I did it."

"Sassim?" Chesia's pupils shrank slightly, and then he almost pinched Beelzebub's neck and said, "Sassim was sealed after he came back, don't you know about this! Witness, your brain is using Come here as a display!"

"No, that's Abraham, it must be Abraham! Shouldn't he stay with God?" Chesia scratched his head, "What deal did they make?"

"I don't know." Beelzebub was depressed.

"do not know?"

"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know. You broke in too punctually, they didn't even have time to say..."

Chesia slammed the door and left with a look of resentment.

Beelzebub suppressed the innocence on his face, and changed his sitting position.

"He suspects you."

"Don't worry, even if you suspect me, it has nothing to do with you, and your reward will not be less."

"Compared to this." Beelzebub swirled the red wine in the glass, "I'm more curious about what your deal is."

"It's nothing. It's just that knowing more is not good for you."

Beelzebub made a gesture of understanding, and sure enough, he didn't ask any more questions. He raised the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, "Will you have a drink?"

☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

Another blow of thunder fell, and Anfa half-kneeled, with one hand stretched out on the ground, supporting herself so as not to fall.His vision was blurred for a moment, and when he saw clearly again, there was only a monstrous blood mist and a boundless sea of ​​blood under his feet.

- Everything is an illusion.

Anfa warned herself so.

In the ever-changing blood mist, phantoms give birth to new phantoms.

Anfa closed her eyes, unconsciously, the Shura field appeared in her mind, killing, bloody and filled with the breath of death.

The rotting corpses of various races rushed forward, Anfa lost her divine power and could only keep dodging. The scratches deepened with the severity of the thunder, and the bones were visible in every way.The rotting corpse on the ground stretched out its arms to him, as if asking for help.Before touching it, it will be disillusioned and turned into ashes.

How did the angels fall?A hundred years later, when the hostility spreads, he will eventually become one of them. Why?an answer?

Opening his eyes suddenly, the phantom he saw gradually dissipated, and a human figure gathered in the white light.A little Stryce stumbled towards him, with wounds on his body every step he took, as if he couldn't feel the pain, the smile on his face was innocent.

Anfa subconsciously took half a step back, and the chains on her ankles made a dull sound.

Thunder roared, dozens of thunders continued to fall, and the edges of the wings were scorched black, and one by one fell off.

Anfa snorted.

Who is that child...?

He...why is he here?

And why am I here?trade?Who is the deal with?for what……

……

For what?

an answer?

No.

No.

I am for...

Anfa's eyes widened in vain, and she shouted silently: Get out of here!

The thunder continued and lasted for a long time.Within the formation, everything flew to ashes, and when he raised his eyes in a daze, there was no figure on the other end.

for what?

Who will tell me...

Hell chaos.The blood clan is not peaceful, but it is low-key enough. The blood clan world is closed and integrated again and again, but the last straw is completely crushed. The blood clan has a riot, and some of them took the opportunity to escape.The human world is the closest, and bears the brunt of it. People call it vampires.

The young man stood blankly on the street, being pushed back by the crowd, he was dropped after a few steps, a bullet passed through his chest, his heartbeat slowed down a beat, and then there was darkness.

For a long time, the sound of gunfire and rain was no longer heard, and there was only the sound of crying beside me.

"Anfa...my child...you wake up..."

"Look at Mom again..."

"Anfa..."

mom……

It was as if the blood in his body had froze, and it was terribly cold. It took all his strength to make his index finger bend slightly.

"Let's go." A male voice said.

"No...he's still alive, take him with you!"

"Don't get excited my dear, they will be back soon, we can't go far with him..."

"He's not dead, he's still alive! He's still alive! If you want to go, go, I'll stay with him here!"

"Alive is the most important thing." The man seemed to be about to collapse, and there was a hint of pleading in his voice, "Wait a few days, let's come together... shall we?"

"No! Look at his finger moving, he is your son, he is still alive, why don't you..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the hand holding him was released.

The man choked up, and the sound of heavy footsteps sounded for a while, but it was getting farther and farther away.

……

After an unknown amount of time, he heard someone chuckle and say something he didn't understand.Then he was helped up. Logically speaking, he had lost all consciousness, but he could feel a pain in his neck very clearly.He understood the ancient language, the man was asking "Do you want to live?"

miss you.

Of course I do.

The man seemed to be able to hear Anfa's inner voice, and gently raised his hand to touch his face, as if touching a delicate work of art.

He didn't remember the slightest bit of the process of the first embrace.

Later, even without seeing that person, he was put into a crystal coffin and transported back to the Blood Race Realm.

The blood race has since disappeared.

At least Anfa hasn't seen him in more than 100 years.

So it's another cycle.

If this is the right direction, what about before?What is that?

"Uriel." A red fox gradually walked into his sight, and with its steps, a large sea of ​​flowers emerged, and the air exuded a sweet smell.The red fox finally stopped, and at his feet, obediently put its front paws on the ground, with its head drooping slightly, "I've been waiting for this day for too long, but I didn't expect that you can't even remember my original appearance .”

"But it's okay, I really want to call you that again."

"Please go back to heaven, Lord Uriel."

At the familiar place, Anfa stretched out her right hand to look carefully in the sunlight, and the petals floating in mid-air fell into her hand one by one.

Who is Uriel...?

He finally laughed out loud, but his voice was not as hoarse as he had imagined.

"I... haven't fallen yet?"

"Thank you--"

"—Vendor Dory Sutmore."

The red fox has disappeared, and it is hard to imagine that it will make an expression similar to that of a human in animal form. It may be really happy, the ground is full of beautiful flowers, and it does not take away any regrets when it leaves.

A figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and under the strange moonlight, his figure was even more slender.Dark black curtains almost blend with the darkness of the room.

Anfer remembered him.

"Awake?" Stress had already noticed it when he just woke up. He wanted to see what Anfa would do after waking up, but he waited, but nothing came.According to his temperament, he shouldn't do nothing and have no emotions.

"Wake up." The corner of Anfa's mouth drew a customary arc, her expression calm.

In my impression, this happened more than once, but this time he was lying down.Anfa basked slightly, wanted to sit up, but moved her lower body, her eyes swept over the red marks on the wrists of both hands, and she was stunned for a while.

Seeing the change in his expression after turning back, Strass felt an indescribable panic in his heart.

"...Uriel?"

Anfa nodded lightly in cooperation, supported the edge of the bed, endured the discomfort and stood up barefoot.

"That year, the blood clan had a traitor, how is it now?"

"...It's settled."

Anfa nodded: "Yes, you are also a vampire who can stand alone."

"You..." Stress clenched his left hand into a fist little by little, "How much do you remember?"

"I remember I promised you that I would accompany you to the Blood Race, but..." Anfa looked out the window, "It seems that I have come here more than once."

Strass quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to say something, when there was a sound of fighting outside.Anfa took a step before Stress stopped her.

"You rest, I'll go."

"..."

"..."

Strass didn't come to his senses for a moment, and what he said couldn't be more smooth.After finishing speaking, he remembered that Uriel was not Anfa, and did not need his protection.Annoyed, he turned into a bat, and slammed into the closed door with a "slap", turning into a flat bat.

Anfa suppressed a smile and pushed him away.

"That's right, it's not good for me to directly participate in the matter of the blood race."

The bat, which was rushing straight out, paused for a moment, turned back around him and stopped, and changed back into a human form again.

"……go together."

The author has something to say: there is no more glass slag QAQ please believe me again~~~~(>_<)~~~~

☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

Stress and Anfa walked towards a vampire who was knocked to the ground one after the other.The surrounding crowd consciously parted ways to allow the two to move forward.

"Stress, what do you have to say now." The young vampire in the lead stepped on the vampire's head triumphantly.

Stress spread his hands: "I have nothing to say."

"You finally admitted it." The young vampire's face was grim, "Please come with us, don't keep Lord Cain waiting too long."

Anfa's eyes lit up: "Cainhurst is awake?"

All the vampires followed the voice with their eyes, and found that it was the man standing behind Stress just now. Hearing him say Cainhurst's tone of neither humble nor overbearing, there was no sense of disobedience at all, and they all expressed disbelief eyes whispered.

"Who is he? Why do you call Lord Cain by his name?"

"I didn't pay attention when he came out. I thought he was a follower. Looking at him now, he looks more like an aristocrat."

"It seems to be three generations..."

"Why haven't you seen it?"

"..."

"He is the Blood Beast of Stress." A loud female voice sounded in the crowd, enough for every blood race present to hear, and it was exceptionally clear.

Streston felt bad, but the situation was developing too fast, and it was too late to stop it. When he heard the word "Blood Beast", he secretly glanced at Anfar.

But Anfa was not affected by this sentence at all, followed the voice and walked a few steps forward, directly past Stress.

"Lilith."

"..." Lilith remembered that she was still frowning when she saw him in the ballroom last time, and she had no choice but to accept being molested by Strass, as if wishing she didn't exist.It didn't take long before she actually felt that Anfa was reborn, no longer at the mercy of Stres, and even her aura was faintly overpowering Stres.

Is he really that marionette-like "blood beast"?Lilith was in a trance and heard him ask again: "Are you Lilith?"

Anfa hesitated for a moment, and was a little uncertain.

Stress coughed, and changed the subject dissatisfiedly: "I'm not going anywhere, if you want to see me, let him come by himself."

He took a few steps forward and pulled Anfa, who was still looking at Lilith, raised his chin at the vampire who was pinned to the ground, and continued: "I don't even have the ability to protect myself, so it's up to you."

"What?" Kari suspected that he didn't hear clearly, he was so arrogant that he asked the elder of the blood clan to come to see him in person!

"I'll give you another chance. I'll do it if I don't leave." The subordinates other than Karui bared their fangs and gathered towards them.

"Next time you want to act, remember to write the script in advance." Stress said, "Otherwise it will be exposed without a single line, and it will not reflect your professionalism at all."

Anfa glanced at Stres, and patted him amusedly to let him go.

"You seem to be in some trouble."

Strath paused, wrapping his arms around his waist, resting his chin on his shoulder.Anfa seemed to be held in his arms, Stress said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Onlookers: "..."

Is it really good to show your affection in public?Could it be a little bit of a sense of crisis!

Anfa froze, stepped back a little, stared into Stress's eyes, and said in a questioning tone: "I have some questions to ask Lilith."

"Don't look at her." Strass reflexively said: "Cain is not awake, the person on the ground is not me, as for the blood beast, I can explain..."

"Stress."

"..." Hearing Anfa's voice, Stress seemed to have been poured cold water. He clenched his fingers and loosened them, and said with a calm smile, "Sorry, you go, I'll be there soon."

He should be relieved, at least Uriel will try to seek his opinion, instead of telling him later, just like that time when he walked away silently for a hundred years.

Lilith stirred the coffee in the cup, but never planned to take a sip.Perhaps a glass of fresh blood was more appealing to her than that.

"Are you protesting against me?"

Lilith finally gave up stirring, put her elbows on the table with her hands together, and rested her chin on her hands.

"Why do you think so?" Anfa closed the book and looked up.

"Because I told the truth. How are you going to retaliate?"

"Revenge? No, I never said that, it's just Miss Lilith." Anfa put the book aside and continued, "You have changed more than I imagined."

"Which aspect?" Lilith asked with great interest.

"For example, in the past, you would never look at Strese more than once."

Lilith leaned back in her chair and looked out the window: "That's not necessarily the case, he looks good."

Anfa shook her head and laughed: "The blood race is born with a unique appearance, and your experience is enough to ignore him."

"..." Lilith turned her gaze back, but did not answer.

"I have a bold guess, and I want you to listen to it, right?" Anfa smiled, "First of all, you may have joined a certain snobbery, or you may have offended someone, and you were sent to Stress's side Being an undercover agent, and secondly, you are not a person who will obey orders, and privately reached a deal with Strass, and then you began to 'play' Lilith, in order to achieve a win-win situation."

"Who the hell are you?" Lilith's eyes became darker, staring at Anfa with the dignity of a predator ready to go.

Anfa frowned slightly: "I guessed it right?"

"Don't make me ask it a second time." Lilith's eyes became more and more dangerous.

Anfa turned a blind eye to her threat: "If it's the vampire side that still has scruples, no, you don't need to be concerned about the vampire, so there may only be a third-party snobbery involved."

Anfa seems to be inadvertent but always pays attention to the changes in her expression. "And Stres is the key. Now it depends on whether you want to break this situation, don't have to be ordered to play yourself, and have a brand new future?"

"You want me to work with you?"

"Yes."

"Why should I believe you..." Lilith said halfway, but then changed the subject, "Stress asked you to say that?"

"No, it's just me personally."

Lilith crossed her arms and squinted at him.

"As for trust or not, it's up to you. This has been confirmed since you promised to come."

Lilith said: "I can't cooperate with a complete coward who dare not even disclose his name."

"Then use my name." Stress walked in.

Anfa raised her eyes: "Did you hear everything?"

"No, it's just finished." Strass turned to face Lilith, changed his gentle attitude when talking to Anfa, and said seriously, "No matter what deal you discuss, his decision can completely represent mine."

Lilith provoked: "Even if it is not good for you?"

Stress said indifferently: "It's not necessary."

Lilith paused for a long time before saying: "...well, I hope you won't regret it."

Anfa grabbed the air with his bare hands, and a piece of kraft paper full of words appeared in his hand. He took a pen and handed it to Lilith.

The more Lilith looked at it, the more frightened she became. Whether it was taking things from the air with her bare hands or the ancient text on kraft paper, it shouldn't be something that only three generations of blood can do.

If she encounters something she can't see through, Lilith's general choice is to destroy it.When she randomly signed and pushed it to Anfa, she instantly lost her figure.

"Uriel!"

Anfa also disappeared together. Not far away, a large number of seats fell to the ground, the ground shook, and even part of the house collapsed.The few blood races left in the coffee shop turned into bats and fled.

Lilith suddenly stopped and asked in confusion, "Are you Uriel?"

In just a few seconds, the two had exchanged dozens of moves.Anfa didn't see the slightest bit of embarrassment, she kept her usual demeanor and smiled slightly as her default.

"Pleasant to work with."

Lilith affirmed this answer even more, and accepted it without any objection.

"How could you..." Lilith immediately smiled clearly, "I was still worried that someone who was overconfident would come to me to cooperate, now I understand."

"But there is one thing you may not know." Lilith said seriously, "There is indeed a third party involved, but it is not a blood race, but a fallen angel."

☆、Soul Fragment ([-])

Anfa's heart sank.

Indeed, with the intervention of the fallen angels, everyone in the blood race who knows the truth will be in danger.

The holy war is over, and the result is a new round of civil war, so the blood clan world will be closed.

So is the blood cleansing true or false?Anfa frowned, these should not be within the scope of his consideration.

Lilith raised her hand, and the signed kraft paper was torn into pieces on the spot and burned.

"I can't stay too long, I can agree to cooperate, but it's not necessary."

Anfa didn't stop it, the blood race had been forced to such an extent, Lilith's attitude could decide everything.

"Still thinking about that?" Strass walked towards Anfa far away with the pastry in his hand, "Would you like to try it? I made it myself."

Anfa stared at the blue water without blinking.

"You don't think I should care, do you?"

"Why do you think so." Stress withdrew his hand from handing the pastry, and sighed, "I thought Uriel wouldn't care about such trifles."

Anfa finally raised her head and glanced at him.

Stress was slightly surprised: "Anfar?"

He blinked, and his eyes were soft again.

Stress suspected that he was wrong.But that complaining look was so lethal that he couldn't help but have the urge to rub his eyes and check again.

"I want to know everything." Ampha paused and repeated, "I want to know everything, Stress."

"..."

It was the first time Strath felt the desire to be needed in him.Maybe it was the reflection of the water in his eyes, or maybe it was because his eyes were too bright, Stress couldn't help but want to get closer, but he held back.

Sit down beside him, don't look at him, sort out your thoughts