Spells Return: The Spellman with Odd Eyes

As night fell, Ricky walked gloomy into a luxurious villa, which was a "secret restaurant" of the Demon Party.

Ricky walked quickly through the garden, ignoring the guards at the door, and then came to the living room, where several men and women lay on the sofa next to it. If it were usual, Ricky would have taken off his clothes and joined the winning party with a look of excitement, but today he was obviously not in the mood.

"Mr. Ricky, what's going on today?" The bartender in the tuxedo asked.

"Have a cup of Bloody Mary." Sitting on the high chair in front of the water bar, Ricky waved his hand a little impatiently, and the fragrance of the "sheep" he met in the afternoon seemed to still linger on the tip of his nose.

The scarlet blood-like liquid was poured into the cup and pushed in front of him, with some ice cubes in it. Actually, this is a glass of blood.

Ricky couldn't wait to pick it up and drink it, but ordinary mortals did not alleviate his hunger, his pupils turned red, and his hideous canine teeth burst out slightly.

The red fruit girl with dilated pupils walked over slowly, and one accidentally fell into Ricky's arms.

"Whoosh!"

Ricky roared as if enraged, and his right hand plunged into the girl's neck.

Her body shook slowly, the blood vessels around her neck bulged, and after a while it turned into a dry corpse, and after drinking painfully, Ricky finally calmed the desire that almost burned him out.

He withdrew his right hand and carefully licked the remnants of his fingertips, and two men in black stepped forward and dragged away the bodies that fell to the ground, and the people around them had already seen it.

"Isn't this Ricky the Gentleman?"

"I remember you hated this kind of rough eating the most." A young brown-haired man came over and sat casually next to Ricky.

"Men always need to vent sometimes." Ricky brushed his slightly messy hair without care.

"I have long said that human beings are just lambs, food that I can plunder as much as I want." The brown-haired man snapped his fingers, closed his eyes and said with a look of intoxication.

"No, low-end food has low-end cooking techniques."

"And the best rare ingredients require careful cooking to become a glowing dish!!" Ricky stretched out his index finger and said with a serious face.

"Uh... Do you also fancy the Chinese little master? "

Hmm... I've read it all. "

There was some silence near the water bar for a while.

"Ahem, it's convenient to ask, what made you become such a gaffe?" The brown-haired man began to change the subject, he was actually curious too.

"Levin, I found the best ingredients!!"

"If it weren't for the public, I would definitely integrate her completely into my body!!" Ricky thought of the white-haired woman he met in the afternoon, and his whole person became a little bumpy.

"Uh... I'm a little scared of you like this..." Craven shivered.

This "chef" who is a gentleman on the outside and a "gentleman" at heart, is very good at human "cooking", and his enthusiasm for delicious food has reached a fever.

"I must get her... At all costs. "Ricky has completely fallen into fantasy time.

"Los Angeles is so big, maybe you won't touch her a second time when she dies." Craven shrugged.

"Monitoring, there is monitoring in supermarkets!"

"As long as I can get the surveillance, I will definitely find her!" Ricky's mind spun quickly, if he only relied on one side to find a woman in this huge sin city, it would be tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

However, if you can get specific information, with the huge wealth and background accumulated by the blood clan for countless years, you can quickly shorten the time for yourself to "prepare ingredients".

"Bear with it any longer, Prince Thales, who now rules the blood clan, is from the secret party."

"He won't let us demon party cubs do whatever we want." Craven smiled.

"That old fellow is useless, since the Maharaja of Andua gave us the power to be fearless of the sun, we should have risen long ago and ruled over those lowly Terrans."

Ricky is very dissatisfied with the ruling policy of the Prince of the Secret Party, Thales, the blood clan that has been passed down for thousands of years can only live in darkness in the past, but since the birth of the legendary dark lord Andua, these "apprentices" have been able to walk in the sun like ordinary people.

Thousands of years ago, Andua died for the sake of the blood clan's inheritance, and the grandduke-level vampire never appeared again. The current highest-ranking vampires are the five princes, two from the secret party, and the remaining three belong to the demon party.

Each prince reigned for a hundred years, while the remaining four fell into a deep sleep and gathered strength.

The secret party believes in the six precepts and uses them as its governing policy.

The first commandment: The hidden

cannot reveal the origin of the blood clan to other "people", and those who violate this commandment will be immediately expelled from the "blood status".

Second commandment: Lords

are the largest in their own territory, and any blood clan that enters the territory of others must not provoke local lords.

Third commandment: Descendants must

marry and have children with the approval of the leader. The whole family sent to God without permission.

Fourth Commandment: Your

children and blood slaves who first embraced conversion are your descendants, and any trouble caused before they reached adulthood will be remembered on your head.

The fifth commandment: Honor

the blood and love each other. When you arrive in a strange territory, you must first go to the lord's house to worship the mountain.

The sixth commandment: It

is strictly forbidden to kill each other by killing people in the blood tribe. Only the leader can do the people below, only the current ruling prince can summon the blood hunt (blood tribe police or law enforcement team)

The demon party does not have so many, one word, suck vans, suck what you want.

"Prince Thales will fall into a deep sleep next month, and in the next two hundred years, Manos and Prince Victor will wake up one after another."

"We can go high for two hundred years." Craven showed his canine teeth with some excitement. In the Blood Clan, this way is like humans inadvertently revealing their car keys, the longer the more face!

Not to be outdone, Ricky burst out his canine teeth. Unfortunately, it is much shorter than Craven. After all, Craven is known as the closest descendant to the prince.

"Gan, I really can't bear it for a moment." Rick closed his mouth ruefully and began to change the subject.

"Tell me when to be specific."

"A few new blood slaves have been taken recently, and their influence in human society should come in handy." Craven offered to help.

"What do I have to give?" Ririch asked bluntly, he didn't believe this guy would be so kind.

"I'm going to have dinner with you, just using the kind of top-quality ingredients you said."

Craven smiled, he would question Ricky's strength, but definitely not his taste.