Bride of the Great Demon King

"Transforming the power of light into darkness, they are the product of that whimsical experiment. The Great Demon King explained to Bailiel with a smile."

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The oval-shaped arena is located in the center of Blood City, at the junction of the four nobles' territories.Like all other buildings in Blood City, it has high walls.The difference is that the four nobles jointly set up a barrier above the arena, and no blood race can fly over its walls.If you want to enter the arena, you can only go through the twelve entrances on the ground.

The interior of the arena is a circle of stairs that extend downwards and shrink inwards along the wall, connecting countless balconies of different shapes and sizes.Four spacious passages lead straight from the bottom of the arena to the top floor, which not only prevents blood races belonging to different families from having to go around each other's territory to reach their own seats, but also prevents lower blood races from disturbing those whose strength is far superior to theirs. High blood race.

The rearmost position is reserved for blood clans without families, and many inferior blood clans have already gathered before the grand ceremony begins.The low blood races who came to watch the excitement had no seats, and they hung upside down on the handrails of the steps obediently without saying a word, for fear of accidentally flying up and blocking the sight of the people behind them and causing disaster.Although there is a rule that private fights are not allowed in the arena, this rule obviously does not guarantee their fragile and cheap lives, just like no one will be punished for killing an annoying fly casually.

A little lower, seats, round tables and some knick-knacks began to appear on the balcony.From there, it is the seats belonging to the four major families.The more inward it is, the more exquisite the decoration on the balcony is, and the more complicated the patterns on the guardrail are.Of course, there are exceptions. The balconies belonging to the Set tribe, except that the inner circle is slightly larger than the outer circle, are basically the same simple furnishings, a few seats facing the arena, a long table, and even the guardrails. It is all black iron fence.

The seats of the four nobles are not fixed.In each of the four directions of the arena, there is a tall and huge circular balcony. In order to show the unity of the four nobles, the four nobles will sit in the positions representing the organizers every time the ceremony is held.Four high-backed chairs marked with the family emblem are lined up, this is the position of the supreme ruler of the blood capital.

When Duke Teredo took the arm of the "Alliance" to the balcony, he noticed the unusual atmosphere at a glance with sharp eyes.The seat in front of it is engraved with a scepter, a crown, a rose and a sword in sequence from left to right.Except for the organizer who is supposed to sit on the far right, the order of the other three chairs is not the same as the previous practice.

The old Seth, who has always been rigid and traditional, couldn't do such a thing as changing seats, that is to say, the little Vatican deliberately changed his seat and sat at the place farthest from the old guy.Does disdain to sit next to him at the grand ceremony mean the formal breakdown of the relationship between the two races?There was a hint of playfulness in Duke Teredo's eyes, and he let go of the purple-haired noble's arm and walked towards his seat with a smile.

ha!Things seem to be getting more interesting!

During the ensuing exchange of pleasantries, he keenly noticed that Duke Seth's saber was uncharacteristically pinned to his left belt.The well-known left-handed swordsman in Blood City suddenly switched to his right hand... He glanced at Duke Seth's left hand, which looked normal.The regeneration ability of the blood race is very strong, but the new limbs need a process of adaptation.I really can't see that little Fanzhuo has the ability to hurt this veteran nobleman. It seems that the strength of the Fanzhuo clan needs to be re-evaluated!

The black-haired Duke looked to the left with a smile. The playboy of the Le Salle clan was courting his future partner, but the other party didn't seem to appreciate it at all.Duke Vatican's pursed lips were slightly pale, and his face was also extremely pale.The power of the blood race is in the blood. From this point of view, the little Fanzhuo really didn't get much advantage, and the conflict should have ended in a lose-lose situation.

After getting rid of the rude and incompatible Set family, is there any hope to join hands with Vanjo to contain Le Salle?Out of the prejudices of generations, the black-haired nobleman did not like the Setes, but his natural love of provoking fights made him agree to the proposal to assassinate the Duke of Setes together with Duke Le Salle.But that doesn't mean he likes the power-playing Lesars.The fickle and merciless Lesar was never a good ally.His father had taught him this since he was a child.Maybe Fan Zhuo, who is in the field of power for the sake of responsibility, is a qualified ally?The black-haired noble narrowed his eyes, so the next step is to stop the marriage between Lesar and Vanjo, right?

Curving the corners of his lips, Duke Teredo turned his head and put his lips on the earlobe of the Duke of Purple Hair: "I have to point out that your love offensive doesn't seem to have played its due role! I very much doubt that you will marry an ice sculpture back What fun is there?" The boy slid the tip of his pink tongue over the other's ear bone, sat up straight again, and laughed briskly.

Duke Le Salle is worthy of being a master of love, and immediately glanced at the "jealous lover" who was sitting on a chair with a gentle and reproachful look.Stretching out his hand to grab the opponent's wrist, he gently stroked the inside of the boy's smooth arm with his fingertips.

"My dear, don't forget that you are my real queen. I am very much looking forward to the birth of our first descendant, who will become the future Duke of Teredor." The nobleman wearing the crown turned his head nonchalantly, and mouthed Announcing that he has given up custody of the first descendant, it seems that this will stop his little lover from continuing to mess around out of jealousy.

Duke Teredo put away his smile, nodded in satisfaction, and set his sights on the front of the balcony again.The Duke of Seth was standing there announcing the start of the ceremony.

"The highest reward this year is still a blood bead and..." Duke Seth raised his arm, and a black curtain was lifted at the innermost circle of the arena facing the seats of the four nobles.

The man sat on a high throne, his long and narrow eyes stared blankly ahead, his thin lips were slightly opened, and there seemed to be a blood-red bead between his lips, and his black hair hung down to the ground.The black dress was studded with shining gems, and the neckline embroidered with gold trim was opened to the lower abdomen, revealing a large white and flawless chest.Beautiful but cold, dignified but fragile, he is like a beautiful sculpture.

"The dark queen who symbolizes honor and power!"

As soon as Duke Seth's words fell, there was a frantic scream in the arena.The power of the blood beads can arouse the bloodthirsty nature of the blood race, and the dark queen who is more attractive than before will undoubtedly push this instinct to a more brutal and bloody direction.

"I announce the official start of the grand ceremony. In the first round of selection, anyone can challenge the sixteen fighters selected by the four nobles one-on-one until no one challenges or the hourglass runs out. The last remaining The 16 people will enter the finals and get their respective prizes. In the second round of one-on-one challenge, the final winner will get blood beads and the dark queen. The four nobles have the right to judge and add competition. Now, let's start!" As soon as Duke Seth finished speaking, two high-ranking vampires turned over the blood-red hourglass on the high platform.

Immediately the loud horn sounded, and four fighters from each family entered the arena from their respective passages, scattered in sixteen huge circles, quietly waiting for their challengers.As a flying race, blood race battles often take place in the sky.When the sound of the horn stops, any vampire who enters the circle including the sky will be considered as a challenge to the opponent.No other people are allowed to interfere before the winner of the last game is determined, otherwise they will be sanctioned by the four nobles.Death, surrender, or being knocked out of the circle are considered failures.

The arena was in full swing, and Duke Seth walked back to his seat with a sullen face.His cold eyes turned around the Duke of Vanjoy and Duke of Lesar who were talking, and his brows seemed to frown even tighter.

Brut, who was standing not far behind the Duke of Vanjoy, couldn't help being a little annoyed when he saw that notorious playboy courting his master.But what worried him even more was that his master's complexion seemed to be very bad since this morning. If he hadn't been with him for the past few days, he would almost suspect that his master was seriously injured!And from just now, the master's hands were tucked into the wide sleeves, which was a small gesture he would only do when he was in an extremely bad mood.Why would the host, who had always had no trouble attending such feigned occasions, suddenly show his emotions uncharacteristically?Brut suddenly had a premonition that something big would happen today.He glanced at Briel who was lying on the shoulder of Duke Teredo, and kept praying to the Dark King in his heart that nothing happened to the fiancée of the upper demon.

Duke Le Salle talked and laughed happily on the surface, but he was already extremely anxious in his heart.He repeatedly turned the jewel on his cuff to send assassination signals to the allies around him, but the black-haired noble seemed to have suddenly forgotten the previous agreement and turned a blind eye to his secret signal.If I knew it earlier, I should have paid some price to invite the high-ranking demons to join me in assassinating the old Seth. It was a bad decision to pin our hopes on the always-changing Teredo clan.Although letting other races mix into the Grand Ceremony is not only extremely difficult but also considered a betrayal of the blood race, I still know some high-ranking demons who are good at hiding.As long as you are careful, no one will know, and you will feel that you have brought down the oldest nobleman by yourself!

But up to now, it is absolutely impossible for me to kill Old Seth by myself.Without Duke Teredo's confusion and containment, even if the strongest blow is launched, the result is likely to be a loss for both sides.The purple-haired noble No. 11 glanced in the direction of Duke Teredo with the corner of his eyes.What the hell is this bloody black-haired goblin thinking!

Duke Teredo was uncharacteristically silent, his red lips parted slightly, his eyes seemed to be looking ahead, but without focus.The direct result of the momentary over-surprise just now is that he didn't even notice that the little black bat on his shoulder suddenly opened his eyes!