Trafford’s Trading Club

It changes every moment… everyone does their own thing.

If a protagonist is needed, then probably nobody will… it will only be time - time to be inclusive.

Later, it becomes history.

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Donnie woke up in a nightmare, and when she woke up, nobody was around. She sat alone on a soft mattress... so where are we?

She remembered leaving dorm number seven in search of Mina, and then came into a villa outside - and, by the way, she remembered running into several "lords of nobility," and...

And then?

The sudden headache stirred the girl, holding her head in her hands all of a sudden - the “noble lord”, who had always loved her and who was also very much in love with her [father], died.

She saw with her own eyes... dead.

[Father] will no longer be visible... will no longer be named by [Father]... Donnie is no longer a child without [Father].

Such a Donnie... such a Donnie...

She got out of bed... maybe she didn't even know where she was going, just an idea she wanted to move.

When she opened the door and looked at the empty corridor, she suddenly thought of what she was going to do - she was going to meet her [father].

She's going to that [father] beheaded square.

Outside is lightning thunder, outside is the blackflame... it is the battlefield of Shinzhou Jinlong and the club maid, it is the pursuit and pursuit of Busby and Melaka, it is a crisis.

But how did she know that, because she just wanted to go to the square where [Father] fell, “Popoch Father, Donnie will come to you soon... Father...”

She's going there.

She walked out of here barefoot.

Later, when Shinryu Kanshu returned to the villa, no sign of the girl had been found.

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The black flame is only the seed of strength, which passes through the hands of the maid and is planted on Mehra - to satisfy her desire as a vengeful one.

There are two limitations: people who kill can only be vampires, and people other than vampires recruit their own deaths.

The price is to sacrifice most of the souls of the murdered vampires, leaving only a small fraction as the driving force behind the blackflame.

This is not the way Boss Lo has always behaved, it's just a temporary supplement made by a maid who suddenly feels that her master's life is draining a little too much.

The club's maid can't really see her owner's lifespan diminishing… she just wants him to stay forever.

The quality soul the owner likes, the glow of the soul, does not mean that the maid herself likes it the same way... she just likes to accompany the owner to do what he likes to do, until she is still the maid who has worked in the club for more than hundreds of years, so she knows how to live more sacrifices faster and more efficiently.

And... the master is as tolerant of her as ever, isn't he?

That's why Mehra is now... a mortal who has mastered the power of terror and at the same time becomes a puppet of that power - Mehra can be sober and not be a matter of concern to the maid.

In fact, this maid was so heartless from the beginning... after all, she was the only one in many worlds.

It is the girl of Orleans, the Holy Girl who is revered by the whole nation… but there is also her who has been scolded by the world and who has brought terror to the earth.

So for the maid, it's good that Mehra can persist, and if Mehra can't persist and dies halfway, it's not much worse - she probably won't get out of [the farm] without this opportunity… her original fate will not break away, she will encounter something more desperate than despair.

At the terrace of the villa, the maid who came back after beating Shinzhou Zhenlong fat, silently watched the flaming giant moving in the black flame, there was no wave in her pupils... she was just quietly calculating this Mekong harvest, calculating how much these harvests could restore her master's life.

She looked at it like that, but the shutdown on her made a noise.

Is Shenzhou really weak?

How can it be weak... she may say that it is the limit of the conventional range within the planet, she is not in Shenzhou, she just doesn't have nearly infinite motivation, the power she can use is still strong.

But the maid's body, after all, is just a figure made of alchemy… the materials used to construct her body, and finally cannot withstand the power of white flames.

If the illusion from her is removed at this time... her limbs are already full of cracks in one path.

But she didn't care. She just smiled. “It's replenished a lot...”

It's such a satisfying smile.

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Boss Luo didn't choose to stop Dragon and Eve when they did it, not because it was too late - how could it be too late?

The maid came to him as long as she wanted him to… he was the same because he had given her the ability to be so convenient from the start.

He was just curious... curious that his maid would have such a proactive side... curious that instead of dealing with the problem in a better way than usual, she chose to do it directly.

He has always felt that Yunight is a treasure that cannot be dug to the bottom… To this day, she still has many unknowns, many things to discover.

Sometimes Rochu wonders... if without such a growing life, his normal life would be enough to know all about her.

And a normal person's life is just enough to love one person.

Feeling the life expectancy that has been recharged, Rochuben intends to continue to lift the restrictions imposed on himself by the previous owner to ignore the search... but think about it first.

If you suddenly consume a lot of life again, terror will only cause some kind of concern about Yue Night... If Mei Lai is only a routine means for maids, then when maids are in a state of concern, they don't know if they will do something extraordinary.

However, now that we are beginning to take a fresh look at what should have happened in the previous term - and now that the original idea has been revived again, it is tantamount to opening a gap… the matter can be slowed down first.

[Farm] The burning Black Fire Sea has unwittingly extended to Lochu... but they won't hurt him, they will just bypass.

He raised his head, only to see the night sky, and Buzzby opened a shield similar to the border, resisting the beating of the giant flame clap.

The shield successfully resisted the erosion of the black flame, but the sheer impact caused Busby's body to fall directly into the streets of the [farm].

A large pit… In the pit, Busby spit out a breath of blood and then quickly climbed up.

He fell right next to Lochu - but at this point he didn't notice that in the streets of the Fire Sea, there were eyes measuring it all.

Batesby simply looked at everything around him - no one over the street - and it was clear that his subordinates had done their best to evacuate all [crops] and associated personnel from the [farm].

That's kind of the only good news so far.

But the Black Fire Sea, if it cannot be extinguished, is afraid to spread to the position of the high wall, eventually to the [mating farm] on the other side of the high wall, and [slaughterhouse] … If [farm] is to be supplied for the use of superior aristocrats and is an expression of their privilege, then the final [slaughterhouse] is the true granary of the stable clan.

Only… and only here, hit the vampire killer.

Buzzby squinted his eyes... the flame giant approached step by step and the building could not resist its steps, which had melted directly at the moment of the encounter.

He coughed up a breath of blood again - but this was not due to an internal injury, but after eating the essence of the Marquis Guda, the body finally fully adapted to this force and after a short period of transformation spilled blood.

Buzzby wiped the blood off his lips and felt the different forces lifting in his body - from now on, he was truly lifted.

At this moment, Mehra was actually in the flame, one blood vessel appeared in her eyes, her eyes were red, one hair was driven by the flame, one raised... she waved her hand, the flame actually lifted her arms and slapped it down hard.

Busby didn't dare carelessly… he took a deep breath and unfolded his manta wing, while also removing clan power from his waist.

Clan power, when faced with a vampire within a clan, has a lot of power, but when it's not a vampire, it's just an ordinary power - but when it's built itself, it's blended into a special attribute.

[Not destroyed].

It's a special magic trick that holds power above power —— of course, there's no such thing as indestructible, [undestructed] properties in the world, just a coincidence that gives power the ability to auto-repair at high speeds.

At this point, when [the farm] has not all humans withdrawn, and has already digested the Marquis Gudda's power, Bazbi has had time to think about how to deal with vampire killers.

There are some ideas in Bazbi's mind about dealing with these horrific black flames.

At this moment, his speed has been greatly improved, and it is obviously much easier to avoid the flame attack… Buzzby began to wander around the area, while constantly dismantling the materials on the building and using them as throwing weapons.

There is only one target, the Vampire Killer inside the Flame Giant!

The building materials thrown wildly, without approaching Mehra, have been burned directly into ash in the flames… It seems that such an approach cannot harm the Mehra among the giants at all.

But if you look closely, you can see that every time you throw material, it seems to move forward a little bit… and with the different materials used, the depth of the penetration also changes slightly - even the speed of the throw can affect the distance close!

As long as it's not directly vaporized, how can there be a short breakthrough!

Suddenly, Buzzby stared, he had tested all the materials that could be experimented with once, and he had planned it in his heart.

Faced with a runaway vampire killer, Busby calmed down more and more - he still kept throwing with different materials… sometime the Flame Titans stopped deliberately resisting these things - because they weren't threatening!

Until, once again, a non-threatening material turns into ash in the body of a flame… but this time it's different because suddenly something keeps firing out of the ashes!

It's the clan power of the [Torrito] clan!

It is hidden in building materials… the moment the material is burned to ash, there is a second breakthrough!

The firepower in the flaming giant instantly melts the clan's power… but it brings its own special properties, yet at the moment of melting, it begins to heal again!

In just a moment, it has undergone several transformations, from melting to repairing… it is just this moment, the clan's power, pierced the shoulder position of Mecca!

Badsby couldn't help but cry out, hastily retrieving the penetrating clan power - but the retrieved clan power, at this point in time, is in a state of post-melting cooling in much of the place.

It has failed to return to its original appearance… I fear that the special properties of power itself have been destroyed by the flaming forces in the flaming giant.

“Buzzby...!! ”

The stabbed Mehra seemed suddenly sober - only to see her cover her punctured shoulder wound with one hand at a time, dragging her footsteps... driving the flaming giant step by step toward Busby.

He had to back off and look for the next possibility.

But at this point, the flames actually began to shrink slightly at a rate that the naked eye could see… seemingly because of the appearance that the power was beginning to run out.

Buzzby squinted his eyes and stopped back… he felt a slight chance of victory.

“Buzzby...!! ”

Unexpectedly at this moment, the Melanchos in the flame giant suddenly screamed terribly - the original shrinking giant, at this moment swelled up again... dispersed, sprayed dozens of tornadoes!

Busby's attack sobered up Mehra from madness after she was wounded, but it also stopped Mehra's indiscriminate attacks!

Got it!

Buzzby's heart was terrified, and the flames were here, and he couldn't even escape - in a hurry, he had to open his shield and keep the flames out of his body!

The shield was burned down on one layer... it had approached Busby's body completely, and he had to bite to exhaust his final strength... the potential of being forced out, allowing his muscles to swell directly, even breaking his clothes!

Eventually... the black flame devoured him!

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The moment when the black flame finally succeeded in devouring Busby, it was also the moment when it scattered - only a shadow fell from the sky, while the Mekong fell directly to the ground.

The flames have actually spread automatically from outside her body.

Boom - Busby ended up on street paper… He was like a blood man, almost completely ruptured his body's blood vessels, obviously reaching a certain limit.

“One more second... No, half a second...”

At this point, he was fortunate that if the assassin had not gone wild and used his power indiscriminately, it would have been another result.

Buzzby coughed violently and climbed up little by little - he couldn't even stand on his feet... but he finally survived.

Vampire control over blood is like instinct… Blood bursting out of a blood vessel begins to reflux back into his body - it doesn't even take much force, like breathing, but healing is obviously not comparable to normal conditions.

He obviously doesn't care about these wounds… only… he sees bites on his body.

Buzzby just stood there... and he looked at his body... his chest, his arm - and even he reached out and touched his shoulder, he could feel the obvious bite marks!

This is... bite marks left after being sucked!

But he... as a vampire, why does he have such bite marks?

As soon as he realized these bite marks, Buzbi suddenly felt his brain faint, and he hit his head hard, hoping to drop that feeling - at this point, something penetrated his body from behind.

It's a sharp blade.

“Vampires... go to hell! ”

It's David... and the Tang knife in his hand - back stab!