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As he finished speaking, the stage lights slowly came on again, as if the bright moonlight was gradually spreading across the earth.

Then, blood spread like a luxurious carpet along the lights, and one by one, the actors from the troupe who had just been performing emerged from the darkness like ghosts.

They remained in their previous positions, but had become stiff corpses, blood gushing from their seven orifices, like terrifying statues staging a horrifying silent drama that only appears in nightmares.

"So, has my masterpiece calmed you all down a bit?"

Looking at the silent audience, the young man's lips curled into a slight smile.

"Damn vampires! Have you all gone mad?!"

However, the audience was not just ordinary, defenseless spectators. As the largest theater in the city, the theater security guards and the guards of the nobles who came to watch the opera were not to be trifled with. They immediately drew their swords and guns and were about to rush onto the stage.

"Wow wow wow."

The vampire man on the stage raised his hands slightly. "Don't be impulsive, everyone. Your unchecked, ferocious magic is of no benefit to you at this moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a noble guard who was trying to summon magic suddenly burst open like a balloon, and the blood and flesh that burst out immediately made the noblewoman next to him scream.

"Damn it, magic interferon."

Seeing this, Lucas exclaimed in a low voice, "I knew that strange fragrance in the air was coming from somewhere."

This potion, when inhaled, enters the bloodstream and disrupts the body's ability to manage magic and physical strength, making it extremely difficult to control. If one attempts to use magic or physical combat techniques, the slightest mistake will result in the body exploding and dying.

If it's outdoors, it's fine; after avoiding this interferon for a while, one can recover. Or, for a strong warrior, even a short-term inhalation won't have much of an impact.

But in a closed theater, with the opera performance going on for so long, all the audience members were continuously inhaling this stuff, and there was no way to find a well-ventilated environment to breathe and recover.

Unable to use magic or physical strength, the numerous noble guards present were no different from ants to the already formidable high-ranking vampires on the stage.

Vampires, on the other hand, are unaffected; they can easily manipulate blood to expel this dangerous toxin from their bodies.

"Humans, what a fragile and incompetent race."

The young vampire looked at the crowd below the stage with disdain.

"A short and pathetic lifespan, physical abilities that can be locked down with a single potion—besides being domesticated livestock, I can't think of any other reason for their existence."

Chapter 129 Theater Attack Case

Outside the Grand Theatre, the streets are brightly lit.

Pedestrians came and went on the street. The theater’s wide entrance was closed and blocked by a red velvet fence. From the outside, the windows and railings inside still shimmered with the warm light and shadows, blending into the bustling shops of the surrounding streets, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Occasionally, visitors who intended to come and see the theater would stop and peer over the fence, wondering, "Why is the theater closed today?"

"The theater is full, isn't it? I heard that a famous theater troupe is performing today."

His companion chimed in.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

The passerby glanced at the door again with regret, but seeing that it was tightly closed, he had no choice but to give up and leave.

"By the way, I heard there are a lot of detectives around King's Cross Street tonight."

"Oh...a friend of mine who just came from the police station told me that they heard a bomb or something was found near the palace..."

"Holy crap, by the God of Light, such a thing can happen? This is terrifying!"

"Yes, things have been getting increasingly chaotic in Chongqing lately, which is really unsettling."

As the two walked further and further away, their conversation grew fainter and fainter. Little did they know that behind that red rope fence, through a transparent barrier, the theater before them would suddenly transform, plunging into complete darkness as if they had fallen into an abyss.

Crimson spell runes flowed like dense crawling insects across the marble walls, while an eerie barrier enveloped the eaves, from which layers of red mist descended, conjuring a false theater-like appearance on the transparent outer screen.

……

Inside the grand theater, the terrified audience watched as many figures shrouded in black robes appeared one after another around the stage. Apart from a few vampires who seemed to be in command, most of the other figures had bandages wrapped around their bodies. Some were deformed and terrifying, while others carried strange weapons. But without exception, they all exuded a thick, unsettling aura of blood.

"These are... patients from the Samuel's Secret Order?"

As an apostle of the Sanctuary, Lucas recognized the group's origins and looked surprised. "When did the Samuel Order begin to collude with vampires?"

However, after saying this, he immediately turned his head and squeezed the fair palm of the girl beside him, "Um, I wasn't talking about you... Evelyna, it's just..."

"I know... I feel strange too..."

Evelina frowned. "I've never seen that vampire on the stage before."

"He's not from the Black Mountain clan?"

“Not only the Black Mountain Clan, but none of our three major clans in Fog City have these guys.”

Evelyna gripped Lucas's arm tightly and whispered, "Where did they come from?"

Although the magical interference in the air was ineffective against vampires, Evelyna was the only one among the audience who remained undisturbed. She lacked the confidence to deal with so many fellow vampires and those black-robed figures exuding an ominous aura at the same time.

As for the remaining ordinary spectators, they didn't dare to breathe loudly when they saw the group of men in black robes walking up the aisle to the stands.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself."

Just then, the young vampire on the stage spoke again, "I am Earl Valentine. If you are lucky enough to return alive from here tonight, please remember this name that has cast a shadow on you in your nightmares, hehehehe."

"However, please don't be nervous, lest it affect the taste of the blood. We have condescended to visit this place simply to find one of our own kind."

“Humble ants, you may not understand, but tonight, in this little performance, there is also a lovely little princess from our tribe watching with you.”

As he spoke, the vampire youth who called himself Valentine swept his scarlet eyes across the audience.

Lucas quickly pulled Evelyna down to lie behind the seat to avoid being noticed by her.

"Miss Evelyn Monte, where are you hiding?"

Although Lucas had a premonition after hearing the previous words, his heart almost stopped when Evelyna's name was actually spoken by the other person.

Why? Why would their target be Evelina?!

Evelyna, standing next to Lucas, was also completely unaware. Her eyes widened, but she could only cover her mouth with her hand, not daring to make a sound.

The audience was packed with people, most of whom were hiding behind the backs of their seats. Valentine scanned the area but couldn't find the person he was looking for, so he snapped his fingers.

The Secret Order members who walked into the aisle immediately and roughly dragged dozens of audience members from their seats onto the stage.

Valentine glanced coldly at the innocent people who had been dragged up, and after a moment he decisively shook his head.

The next moment, blood splattered out along with heart-wrenching screams, and dozens of spectators were beheaded on the spot.

Some audience members in the front row who witnessed this horrific scene even vomited.

"next batch."

Valentine remained calm in the face of this cruel scene. "Miss Evelina, since you refuse to come out, I will have no choice but to search slowly like this."

"Of course, I know that whether these lowly livestock live or die is of no consequence to us noble vampires, but what can we do? This is the only thankless and exhausting way we can think of."

“Beast!!!”

Seeing the carnage on the stage, Lucas gritted his teeth and let out a low growl.

His hand, which was holding Evelyna's, trembled slightly, but reason told him that he couldn't act impulsively now.

There were at least two thousand spectators present. If the other party had no clue and just slowly searched and identified, the probability of finding Evelyna was actually very low.

Moreover, they weren't searching the audience; nearly half of them were splashing something on the aisle floor near the stage.

The city has recently increased security patrols due to the unrest caused by the Ripper and the Wild Blood Clan. This is the largest theater in the most bustling district, so it's impossible for the police station not to notice such an unusual situation.

As long as we can hold out until the Royal Police detectives arrive, dealing with these mere dozens of heretics and a handful of high-ranking vampires will be no problem at all.

"Next batch"

But Valentine seemed to know this too, so he quickly waved for his men to drag the next group of spectators out of the stands.

"Who exactly are you looking for?!"

"Please, that guy... get out of here..."

"We are innocent! Why are these vampires targeting their own kind and harming us?!"

Painful cries gradually began to spread throughout the arena, but Valentine on the field had a faint smile on his lips.

Because that's exactly what he wanted.

“My dear Evelyna, look, humans are such despicable and selfish animals. They beg others to save them when it comes to their own life and death.”

“But I know you won’t just watch this continue to happen, because you, like my other cowardly brethren of the three great clans, have a compassion that shouldn’t belong to those in positions of power.”

Chapter 130 A Mistake in Chess

The faint voice echoed in the darkness.

Meanwhile, in the audience, Lucas suddenly noticed his small, cold hand tremble violently.

“Evelina!…”

Lucas understood the girl's thoughts almost instantly. He gripped her hand tightly, his voice trembling as he tried to keep it down, "Please, Evelyna, don't go..."

But Evelina ignored Lucas's pleas, simply because she saw yet another group of spectators being dragged onto the field.

Evelina had no idea why these vampires she had never met wanted to see her, nor did she know what fate awaited her after this intervention.

But she knew she had to stand up at this moment, otherwise Lucas's compatriots would die one after another in front of her.

So Evelynn finally stood up, and just as the knife on stage was about to fall on the back of the necks of the second group of audience members, she shouted in a trembling voice, "Stop!!!"

The sound pierced through the surrounding wails, causing Valentine on the stage to pause in his actions.

"Oh?"

He saw the girl stand up in the audience and smiled slightly, "Oh, I've been waiting for you, my dear little princess. You're even faster than I expected."

"Which clan do you belong to?! We have a peace treaty with the Valen royal family, do you know that what you're doing is starting a war?!"

Evelina shouted angrily. Now that she had stepped out of the crowd, she was no longer afraid.

However, to Valentine, these words sounded like something ridiculous, making him burst into laughter. "Hahahaha!"

"A peace treaty? We, the race with golden blood, and ants who rely on talent even to master magic, sign a peace treaty?"

"Black Mountain, Bloodthorn, Nightwing... these three great clans barely survive by begging ants to sign humiliating pacts, and you, as a vampire, are actually proud of it???"

“Oh, of course, Evelyna, I don’t blame you. You are a young person born at the end of this era, used to the pathetic way your elders are subservient to humans, and have never seen the glory of the Golden Age Queen leading the vampires to conquer the continent and raising these lowly livestock.”

"The Queen is dead!"

Evelyna retorted coldly, "I don't know what you bunch of lunatics are thinking, but this is a peace that we and humanity have worked so hard to achieve! We cannot allow you to defile it!!"

Valentine narrowed his eyes, then transformed into a black mist, and like lightning, he instantly traversed dozens of meters of air to reach Evelina, grabbing the girl by the throat and lifting her from her seat.

"Peace?! You're still telling me about your ridiculous peace???"

"What right do mere humans have to talk about peace with us?!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are a young fellow countryman, I would put it bluntly: your so-called three major clans are nothing but lowly beasts who seek glory by serving as lackeys of humanity!!!"

"Back then, the three weakest descendants were only acknowledged by us out of His Majesty's mercy. Now, by betraying your own kind and causing His Majesty's death, you've secured a peace treaty with humanity. Do you really think you're great heroes representing the vampire race?!"

Valentine's eyes were filled with anger and ferocity, like a man-eating beast about to devour the girl he was holding.

Although his face was still pale, the murderous aura he exuded due to his rage made everyone present tremble with fear.

"Your Excellency..."

One of his vampire subordinates spoke up from the side, seemingly offering a reminder.

Valentine seemed to realize something immediately, her gaze shifting several times before her tone softened, "Oh, hehe, yes, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, my dear little princess."

"But since you've stepped forward, I won't make things difficult for these livestock."

Evelynna felt the pressure on her neck ease slightly, and she was able to catch her breath, but Valentine's next words made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Slaughter all the remaining livestock."

Valentine smiled coldly and ordered his men in a sinister tone, "Of course, don't waste any. Take some of the better blood to use as slaves."

"you!??"

Evelyna's eyes widened. "You promised to let them go?!"

"Huh? Did I say that?"

Valentine's smile widened. "I just meant you're not easy to find."