Chapter 240: Eliminate
London.

The slender, graceful, pale-faced woman walked towards the Huisen Building, whose doors were closed but lights were on.

"Lady Amelia, I didn't expect them to be so bold as to dare to do this right under your nose?"

A vampire lord in a black windbreaker quietly looked at the existence in front of him with deep eyes, seemingly indifferent to everything.

"Oh, they are just some hidden rats that have come out into the open. Kill them all!"

Amelia's words were indifferent, mixed with a tone of indifference, and made the vampire lord who had surrendered beside her turn pale.

The other vampires looked at each other in bewilderment. They were all vampires who had surrendered to Amelia, and they all knew exactly who Amelia was targeting this time.

The great elder of the vampire clan——Victor!

boom!
A vampire soldier was the first to kick the door open, and what came into view was a dozen security guards. The moment the door opened, the guns in their hands instantly burst into flames, shooting the vampires who rushed into the building into sieves.

However, the outcome of the battle is often the opposite. A ghostly figure passes by them, and all the vampire guards cover their throats tightly, crimson blood gushing out. They look horrified and cannot even see the attacker clearly before they are fatally attacked.

Outside the gate, the vampire lord looked at the situation in front of him and swallowed subconsciously. The fate of those vampires had once passed him by.

...Fortunately, he surrendered!

With an indescribable awe in his eyes, the vampire lord shouted fiercely: "Kill all the rebels in this building and bring Victor to Lady Amelia!"

"Yes!"

All the vampires responded in a deep voice, and they rushed into the building together. The shouting and roaring soon filled the entire building.

clap clap clap...

Her scarlet eyes swept over the mutilated bodies as she strolled alone in the dark corridor. Amelia stopped at the stairs on the last floor.

"Amelia?"

An old and hoarse voice sounded behind her, and the person behind her seemed to appear suddenly. However, facing this situation, Amelia did not panic at all. The corners of her mouth were raised in an exaggerated arc, and her eyes revealed a bloodthirsty smell. She slowly turned around and stared at the figure standing motionless in the darkness.

"Old man, so you were hiding here?"

"I have buried your gods, why are you still so stubborn? Amelia, you are an elder of the vampire clan, but now you are slaughtering your own people?"

The shadow whispered to himself, but his words were like a storm, causing Amelia's originally indifferent look to suddenly turn fierce.

But after a long time, Amelia suppressed her desire to kill.

"You... are just a lucky human. Instead of considering the human's perspective, you help those vampires... and werewolves? Why?"

"Because they are both my sons!"

"Hahaha! Despicable and selfish human, why do you think I didn't kill you in the past? That's because of the will of my God, otherwise, I would have torn you to pieces long ago! Now, I'll give you half a minute. Disappear from my sight within half a minute, otherwise... hehe!"

Amelia's pupils seemed to glow with scarlet light, and even in the dark building, they were abnormally bright. The bloodthirsty meaning was self-evident!

"..."

boom!
"Victor!"

There was a noisy sound of fighting coming from the stairs. The vampire lord led his many men to fight the final battle with Victor.

However, the situation does not seem optimistic.

"cough……"

A hoarse voice echoed in the silent building. Victor was covered in blood, and his azure eyes glared fiercely at the lord who had stabbed the dagger into his chest.

He raised his hand, grasped the lord's neck with a strong and powerful wrist, and exerted force suddenly, knocking him to the ground in an instant.

boom!
The bricks and stones cracked, and the vampire lord vomited blood and had a hideous look on his face. His sharp claws left five deep bloody marks on Victor's pale face.

"Damn it, how dare you rebel against your superiors?"

Click!

Without giving him a chance to speak, Victor directly twisted off the vampire lord's head and glared at a group of vampires who dared not approach.

Compared to Amelia, what he hated the most were these traitors. They were all once his subordinates, but now they turned their guns against their master.

No one is forgivable!
Victor rushed directly into the vampires and started a killing spree. He wanted to make these short-sighted guys remember the fear of being dominated by him!

As the last vampire fell, Victor gasped violently, staggered to his seat and collapsed on it. Looking at his chest, the wounds were shocking. He did not achieve complete victory!
The bright red blood soaked his clothes, but the next moment, he had no time to care about his injuries. He stared blankly at the figure slowly walking into the door, his blue pupils shrank into needles, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable fear.

"A…M…L…Ya!"

Victor was shaking with excitement and screaming loudly. He looked at the figure slowly walking towards him in disbelief. "Victor? Oh! I didn't expect that after such a long time, we would finally meet again?"

Staring at the trembling man with cold eyes, Amelia walked slowly and came straight to Victor's table, stepping over one vampire warrior after another who seemed to be still struggling.

He casually looked around the hall covered with blood and body parts.

"Huh? How does it feel to be attacked by your own men?"

"Where's Alexander Covens?"

Victor tried hard to suppress his wildly beating heart, and his deep blue eyes closely followed Amelia's slowly moving figure.

"Haha, that old man only has eyes for his two useless sons. Do you really think he cares about your life?"

"..."

His heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom. Victor was breathing heavily at this moment, suppressing the stuffiness in his chest and the pain in his body.

"I smell fear, Victor. Are you still the brave warrior you once were? Why do I smell such a strong sense of fear from you?"

Coming to the table, Amelia looked down at Victor, who didn't dare to look at her. The strong smell of blood made Amelia's pupils glow red. In just a blink of an eye, she was next to Victor.

Slowly opening his sharp fangs, his eyes looked straight ahead, as if Victor was stunned.

"Your blood smells of decay..."

"Amelia! Maybe the dispute between us is not as serious as you think. I am willing to become a descendant of God and guide you to the whereabouts of Marcus and William! I can help you!"

Feeling the cold chill on his body, Victor had completely given up resisting. He could not suppress the fear in his eyes and was shaking all over.

Having sucked countless human blood, he finally realized the fear of being coveted by predators. His fear of Amelia came from the fact that no matter whether it was humans or vampires, they all seemed to be her food, even werewolves were no exception.

In the eyes of orthodox vampires, the transformed Amelia is the real monster!

"Oh? You want to become as great as me?"

"Yes, yes, Amelia! God needs more helpers!"

Victor said quickly, as if he saw a glimmer of hope, and there was even a hint of longing in his eyes.

"..."

The air seemed to have fallen into silence. Victor felt the touch so close, his lips trembling slightly: "I can also take you to find William and Marcus. I know all their hiding places. I even know about the Fall of God... cough!"

His pupils suddenly contracted, and intense pain came from his neck. Victor felt overwhelmed by great fear. He wanted to resist, but found that he had lost control of his body. Even his fingers could not move at all. Amelia's sharp teeth obviously had some ability to freeze the prey.

"Ahem...wait...click!"

Deep red blood gushed out of Victor's mouth. His originally trembling pupils gradually relaxed and his expression became a little dull, as if he realized something.

Amelia's pupils dilated as she sucked Victor's blood in big gulps. By sucking Victor's blood, she was able to read the centuries-long memory.

"what--"

Slowly standing up, Amelia looked up with an intoxicated look, her eyes slightly narrowed, as if she was feeling the power surging in her body. As a direct descendant of Marcus, Victor's strength was quite impressive. At the same time, his vast combat experience of several centuries was also absorbed by her.

The images in my mind were like a slide show rolling until the present moment, the laboratory, hybrids, researchers, attacking vampires, and so on.

“Victor, I never thought that an old man like you would become like this one day? Haha, don’t you hate half-bloods the most? You even killed your daughter for this? In your eyes, werewolves are nothing but a group of low-level beasts, but now…hahaha!”

Amelia laughed excitedly, looking at the dying Victor with a mocking look.

"You...cough..."

Blood rushed to his throat and Victor's voice stuttered.

"Just you? You want to be as great as me? No one can compete with me for God's attention!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Amelia came behind Victor and picked up a round object in her hand as if she was picking flowers and grass by the roadside.

Looking at the dim pupils, Amelia smiled lightly and threw it aside.

Coming to the floor-to-ceiling window of the building, he looked down at all the lights and feasting in front of him, with complex and inexplicable meanings in his eyes.

"Sir...save me..."

The low hum behind me was barely audible...

(End of this chapter)