The chaos subsided slightly, but the solemn atmosphere did not subside.
The noble and coquettish lady in red dress raised the corners of her mouth and stared at the woman standing opposite her.
The two sides did not know each other, but at the moment they saw each other, they both understood that the other was an enemy.
"A dream? So that's it. You disturbed their sleep and made them unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, which triggered the rampage of these beasts."
As she spoke, the lady raised her hand and grabbed it in the air. Many transparent red chains appeared in the air, extending to the necks of the bat-winged demons and connecting with the marks on their necks.
The bat-winged demons struggled hard at first, but then found that their efforts were in vain, so they could only kneel on the ground and express their surrender.
"However, your harassment is only temporary, and my slave is still under my control."
The woman in the red dress looked provocatively at the black-haired woman opposite.
The dark-haired woman raised her right eyebrow, actually took out a curved cigarette from her large coat and lit it.
"I really don't understand why William likes to smoke this thing..." She coughed twice and said something incomprehensible.
Then the next moment, the woman in the red dress raised her hand slightly, and the bat-winged demons controlled by her flew into the sky in groups and rushed toward the black-haired woman.
"The devil emerged from under the sea and took away everything ruthlessly. I no longer have any hope of happiness, only endless sorrow and pain..." Holding a cigarette between her fingers, the black-haired woman sang the poem loudly, and the hypnotic power lingered in every bat wing.
above the demonic consciousness.
The bat-winged demons in the sky fell one after another, and many fell asleep. No matter how hard the lady in the red dress pulled her chains, she could not wake them up.
"That's amazing... Then who are you?" The woman in the red dress stared at the other person, who coughed twice again and puffed out smoke before answering.
"Senior Agent of the Defense Suppression Department, Amanda Bellen."
When the woman in the red dress heard that it was the Anti-Suppression Department, her face changed slightly and she said: "I see, it seems that today is a fight to the death, I am..."
Before she finished speaking, Amanda suddenly interrupted: "I know who you are. Judging from the invisible skills you used, you should be the bride of this wedding, Latomond's wife..."
"So you know everything... but can you really deal with me and my husband on your own?" the woman in the red dress sneered.
Amanda threw away the half-smoked cigarette and responded coldly: "Rather than discussing these, I am more interested in your marriage to Rathomonde."
"Oh?" Miria frowned.
Amanda continued: "I walked along the way and found out that Ratomond's wife is a high-level blood descendant. From this, we can infer that the Davis family may be greedy for the blood of the demi-gods, and perhaps many people, including Mr.
No one who sees it knows what the bloodline of the Demigods means?"
Miria touched her smooth lips, and then put her hands on her collar, where her proud breasts were.
"Really? I'm also curious about what my bloodline means..."
Amanda snorted and replied coldly: "Not long ago, a friend of mine happened to achieve a true mastery, so I know very well that opening the path to mastery requires more than just the four secret transmissions and the ritual of mastery. The real key,
In fact, it is related to the sub-god clan..."
Miria was slightly startled, the answer seemed to be beyond her expectation.
Seeing her silent expression, Amanda continued to sneer: "Maybe Rathomond married you to take advantage of you..."
Hearing this, Miria smiled instead: "Oh? Really? Then I have to thank you for reminding me, but it doesn't matter. How do you know that I'm not using him?"
Miria thought she had seen through everything, but then, Amanda's words revealed her true plan to the point.
"I remember your name was Miria Lilith..."
"Well...it's written on the wedding invitations and posters that were sent out..."
"So you gave yourself a name...that sounds like a vampire? Are you afraid that people won't know your identity?"
In response to such questions, Miria actually had a set of standard answering techniques for a long time.
"Do you know the female lord named Lilith in the Western Continent? She is my ancestor, a real vampire in historical records, and a high-level blood descendant!"
Before she finished speaking, Amanda laughed and said in a mocking tone: "Yes! So if you use Lilith's name, people can subconsciously associate you with her... However, the world doesn't
What you know is that the female lord is just an ordinary person, she may be a seer, but she will definitely not be a demi-god!"
Amanda's interruption made Miria stunned. Her pupils dilated, revealing a hint of disbelief.
Amanda continued: "Lilith packaged herself as a noble vampire, a demi-god, but the database of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression contained letters she wrote to her lover at the time, which clearly stated that she was a human being.
The noble vampire is just a disguise, similar to the eccentric hobbies of the nobles."
As Amanda's "science popularization" began, Miria's face became increasingly ugly.
"So... you used Lilith's name to establish a relationship with the Countess, in order to deceive the public that you have the status of a high-level blood descendant. In fact, Lilith herself is not a high-level blood descendant. Her descendants
How could it be?"
At first, Miria's face was casually charming, but after listening to Amanda's story, she became completely gloomy, and the red and transparent chains in her hands were pulled tighter and tighter.
Amanda looked at her actions and continued to sneer: "It is said that high-level blood demons have blood suppression on inferior blood demons like bat-winged demons, and you can control them, so Ratomund and others believe in you.
Nonsense... Well, according to my observation, the method you use to control the bat-winged demon is more like the invisible art of the seer."
After she finished speaking, Miria took a long breath, her gloomy expression disappeared, and her smile appeared again. This change meant that she knew what to do next.
"Just guess, you won't be able to see my husband alive anyway..."
After saying that, she suddenly bowed, held up her skirt and rushed towards Amanda.
The woman's two legs are very light, beating on the ridge like a dragonfly on water, making crisp sounds.
Her speed was very fast, and her balance was excellent. Even when running on a rugged environment like a rooftop, she did not lose her center of gravity and slide down.
Amanda stared closely at the red figure in front of her, then suddenly pulled out two daggers from the straps on her thighs and threw them forward.
Even though she was wearing a bright red dress, Miria avoided the flying knives with a very gorgeous movement. Her waist and joints twisted into a movement that ordinary people couldn't do, but the posture was very beautiful.
Just like dancing.
Amanda didn't expect that the other party could remain so flexible in her movements while wearing such a palace skirt.
Soon, Miria jumped from the roof to Amanda and slapped her face directly, allowing Amanda to see her happy expression.
"The Queen's Secret 1: Dancer!"
She blew herself up at the door of her house. Amanda barely had time to react and subconsciously stabbed the opponent in the chest with the weapon in her hand.
The tip of the knife sank into the ravine of her chest, but Amanda felt that nothing had been hit. Miria in front of her was like a phantom.
"Your five senses will deceive you, madam..." A hand reached out from behind, grabbed Amanda's knife-holding hand, and pushed it back hard. The tip of the knife was deflected and sent to Amanda's own hand.
At the neck.
In such a split second, unable to react at all, the tip of the knife slit Amanda's throat!
"The Queen's Secret Biography II: The Hedonist..."