Trafford’s Trading Club

David chose arson to create chaos as a cover for his escape.

He had already figured out the structure of this [farm] more than a month ago when he had taken everyone into the [farm].

And this trip, Mehra and another revolutionary companion, were originally from this [farm], so this deepens David's familiarity with the environment.

The fire soon began to spread from the stables… followed by several nearby buildings.

By the time the vampires patrolling nearby arrived, the fire had become quite intense.

Of course, this fire can be difficult for humans to extinguish for a short time, but it is not too time-consuming for vampires.

What vampires didn't expect, however, was a sudden bell ringing in the [farm] - accompanied by a huge explosion.

At this moment, one of the towers in the [farm] collapsed instantly.

This is the explosive that the Revolutionary Army buried in this tower early in the morning… it was meant to be used as part of their original plan. However, the Revolutionary Army, headed by David, had been captured before the operation had begun.

Today, not only did David set fire to several buildings, but he detonated the explosives hidden on this tower in the first place!

The explosion didn't blow up any vampires, but it caught the attention of the entire [farm] … especially all the [crops] living on the [farm]!

Light up.

The whole [farm] town is lighting up as a result of the explosion.

Chaos… greater chaos will be his capital to evacuate safely. In the night, David swam faster into the shadows of the town and quickly headed toward [mating farm].

And that's when David met Meera again.

And this time, Meera seemed injured, alone in the shadow of an alley on her left.

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Half an hour ago.

In the square, Mehra was alone in dealing with dozens of vampires - perhaps rather indifferent to the revolutionaries who had just been rescued, but after leaving them, she chose resolutely to start slaughtering the vampires in a high-profile manner in the town.

Perhaps it was just a venture of injustice to her fate, or perhaps she simply wanted to kill a few more vampires… or she wanted to focus the eyes of the whole [farm] vampires on herself.

Who knows?

She is now alone, and the only thing she can rely on is the black flame that rests on her cheek wound.

This black flame is really amazing... can you describe yourself as a weak woman before you get it?

The smell of Mehra is slightly unstable, looking around at more and more vampires... [Farm] How many vampires are there today?

She doesn't have a specific concept, she just knows that her strength seems to have become somewhat unsustainable… The powerful black flame obviously doesn't give her endless strength.

After all, it's just [weapons] the same power, not something that essentially alters her life structure.

But… keep killing.

It's, like, talking to itself.

The battle quickly attracted Busby.

Since being attacked by Mehra on the way to Dormitory 7, Bazbi has changed his itinerary to Dormitory 7, instead of directing the vampires in pursuit of this evil vampire killer.

At this time, under the siege of many vampires, Mehra was temporarily confined to the space of the square… Buzzby followed by several guards and came quickly.

He has changed into a new suit… only that after he tore his wings by himself, the colour of the gods now appears somewhat obscure.

“What's happening now? ”

A subordinate flew back quickly to report: "Lord Badsby, we have temporarily delayed this killer, but… it's just too horrible for each other. She can use a strange flame, and our hands are not dead or wounded as soon as they touch it. ”

Buzzby himself taught the power of this flame, so he didn't say anything about his subordinates' fears at this time.

He nodded indifferently and then looked inside the circle of battle, his brain analyzed the scene frantically, "She seems to have slowed down... is it a matter of physical strength... strangely, the power of this flame seems a little unstable. Hmm..."

“My lord, are you unstable?” One of my subordinates looked at Busby in surprise.

Seeing Buzzby was silent at the moment, but his eyes never left Melaka to fight the vampires.

Suddenly, Busby waved and shouted, “Don't touch her and fight near her unnecessarily, avoiding the killer's flame attack is the main thing… keep your distance! If it burns, if it's not my heart, it's the first time to break my limbs! ”

“Yes! ”

With Bazbi's orders, the vampires in the square scattered - they had to obey Bazbi's orders.

Originally, as the heart of the Acting Grand Duke, Bazbi had high authority over the Guard, and now Bazbi is more in charge of the clan.

As long as the heart is not touched, the limbs are immediately severed… Obviously, the orders are still acceptable.

Amputation, for vampires, can be restored by sucking more human blood afterwards.

But for a moment, the vampire who changed her mind gradually drained Mehra's strength to a terrible level… she even had to gasp and sweat.

She even felt herself, already experiencing mild symptoms of dehydration - and more importantly, the power of the black flame began to decline at a rapid rate because of a prolonged inability to devour the soul of a vampire.

I'm afraid… it won't be long!

At this moment, Buzzby outside the circle suddenly sends his voice into the circle... to Mellah's ear, "Can't you support your strength anymore? You can't get away with it. ”

“Then come and get me... traitor! ”

Mehra laughed directly and then suddenly started the black flame in her hand... the flame suddenly scattered and the power seemed to suddenly rise again, so that the vampires around her could not help but start to brawl again.

- Again... traitor?

Buzzby frowned, he didn't know the killer woman in front of him, but why did she call herself a traitor over and over again?

“Don't bluff.” Buzzby stabilized his mind and went on to say, “Do you have restrictions on the use of this weird flame of yours? It may be influenced by your own physical strength, or something… for example, it can provide strength by burning our bodies, right? ”

Mehra was shocked.

But her face was still frozen, and the black flame in her hand seemed to lift the power a little more, “Really... you can try it. Of course, the consequences are self-inflicted. ”

“I have analyzed that whenever your flame power begins to diminish, you are very eager to attack us… whenever it succeeds in burning our bodies, it regains its power.” Batesby said softly: "As to whether this theory is true or not, as long as I continue with this method of warfare, the answer will naturally come to light. ”

“Then try it!! ”

Along with a chilling sip of Mehra, she waved her hands, the black flame suddenly made a big scene, instantly like an eruption of fog, instantly 360 degrees, spreading out without a dead end, all the vampires in the square in between!

See, the vampires can't help but freak out... whether or not the power of this thing is diminished, but once it touches it, it is really!

The vampires had to scatter in a hurry… Even Busby, having eaten a loss, subconsciously avoided this flame at this moment.

The flames that broke out were so frightening, they came fast, they went fast, but it was only a matter of time before they were lost.

“My lord... Killer, gone! ”

“Chase me.” Buzzby gave the order calmly, "she should not have gone far... once found, as I said, if burned, as long as it wasn't the point, amputate her limbs! Remember, don't act alone! ”

“Yes! ”

Then, after a few seconds of silence, Bazbi called another subordinate and told him: "Take a small group of men to the nobles' quarters today and tell them about it, and keep them waiting, and do not wander around. ”

Ok... ok, my subordinates think.

This message will surely come with it, but as to whether the higher nobility listens or not, it is not what it can do.

It took Buzzby a slow breath to see that his men were doing their job... and he still felt the hidden pain in the wound that had been torn from his back. Perhaps it is time to consume some blood and replenish it… Since the fall of the [Lost Crack], he has not been able to stop for a few fights, let alone eat.

He slowly said to his subordinates: "Prepare me a piece of pure blood. ”

My subordinates now suggest, "My lord, why don't I call you [Crop]! Isn't there a rule in the clan that in wartime, it can be restored directly by sucking the blood of [crops]? Besides, how can mass-produced pure blood compare to fresh ancient blood? ”

Busby just looked at his subordinates with no expression.

My subordinate suddenly shuddered and quickly lowered his head. “I'll get you a blood packet for mass production right away! ”

At this point, a subordinate was walking from a short distance, and his arm was grabbing the wrist of a young girl and dragging her roughly.

“My lord, we found this [crop] nearby! Maybe she's one of the femicide's accomplices! ”

Bazbi did not speak, his eyes swept over the captured girl, then suddenly his eyes were cold... he flashed over and saw only the vampire's arm that grabbed the girl's wrist, at this moment had been severed.

A vampire subordinate who broke his arm painfully fell to the ground and covered the wound on his arm in horror, but did not dare to scream but looked at Busby in horror... watched him slowly put the girl in his cape and hugged her gently.

The girl is... Mina!

Seeing a teenage girl seems to be holding something in her arms... as if it were a roll of something. At the same time, she buried her face in Busby's arms like she was afraid… her body trembled slightly.

“Continue your work. ”

Ignoring the broken-arm vampires that fell on the ground, Buzzby swept all the vampires around him cold... and the vampires suddenly chilled out.

“Go.”

And that's what Buzzby said when he looked down at Mina in his arms... and he left with Mina in front of his subordinates.

My subordinates do not understand… why this adult suddenly sees such brutality. They can only silently watch Busby leave with the girl.

“Tsk... haven't really risen my superior aristocracy yet, so soon learned the superior aristocracy set. Looking at this [crop] as its own private property,”

“Shh, keep your voice down... he's in control of the clan now! ”

“Hmm... just lucky, by Prince Bailergan... Forget it, don't say it! ”

The square gradually became empty.

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carelessly... Leaning against the walls of an icy alley, Mehra felt her lungs breathing in like fire, a burning sensation, almost suffocating herself... gasping heavily, still unable to slow her heart down.

It is clear that her intense exercise has gone beyond what she can bear… her body has stopped beyond her will to protect herself.

The black flame attached to your cheek is still burning, but it's like a flame that's about to go out.

It's like the last lit match in the hands of a little girl selling matches in a fairy tale I've heard before.

But apparently it didn't give her everything as warm and beautiful as the little girl who sold matches.

Footsteps are coming.

Is it a vampire... but I can't even move my fingers.

The sound of footsteps approached.

Instead of being too frightened, she has a hidden feeling... Overall, she's killed a lot of vampires tonight, doesn't she seem to have lost?

They must have managed to escape, right?

“Meera... it is you. ”

The footsteps had stopped, but what accompanied it was a slightly familiar voice… Mehra looked up somewhat surprised and looked at the man, who was wrapped in a stench, and unconsciously opened his mouth.

David squatted down and pulled the strip off his face, revealing what it was, “It's me! David!”

She naturally recognized him. After he pulled the cloth off his face... Mehra didn't look at David, she just slightly lowered her face and hid the wounded cheek in the dark of the hood. "You... you've... run away with them...”

“I'm back, we have two more partners, and I escaped, so I'm not relieved, so stay!” David said positively.

“You... can leave, why come back?” Meera frowned. "What can you do by yourself? ”

“I can't help myself.” David takes a deep breath: “If you can't save yourself... then what's the difference between me and those vampires? ”

He looked at Meera and said softly, "We're not company. ”

She opened her mouth and looked at him as if something had been touched in her heart.