Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride

The time comes at night.

Famke opened his eyes in confusion and looked at the rocky cave wall above his head in confusion.

Silly, it seemed that because I had just woken up, my thoughts were short-circuited.

After a while, he said: "I'm not dead."

"Oh, you just want to die so bad."

Famke was startled when he heard the familiar voice of a man in his ears.

He quickly got up and looked in the direction of the sound with a wary expression.

She saw that the man who had brought her the fear of death before was sitting next to her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"You, why didn't you kill me?"

There was a hint of doubt in Famke's tone.

After all, I had shot at him many times to kill him.

Vlad ignored Famke and looked at an ancient witchcraft scroll in his hand.

Seeing Vlad paying no attention to him, Famke gradually relaxed his vigilance.

Only then did he realize that he was actually lying on the bed.

Famke subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his body. After discovering that the dress on his body was still intact, he was secretly relieved in his heart.

Was he the one who got me into bed? What does he want to do? Famke thought to himself.

Seeing Vlad looking at the witchcraft scrolls he collected with great interest, after Famke calmed down his mood, he still couldn't help but asked Vlad:

"Who are you?"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Didn't I tell you before?"

Vlad continued to flip through the books in his hands and responded casually.

"Your witchcraft is quite interesting, bloodline fusion!?"

"Bloodline Fusion: Enhances physical melee combat capabilities, speed, strength, magic resistance, elemental affinity, etc., will be greatly improved."

"Tsk tsk~ Why didn't I see you use it?"

Vlad closed the witchcraft scroll, looked at Famke who was still wary in front of him, and said.

After hearing what Vlad read, Famke's plump mouth twitched slightly, and after a while he said:

"It's not that I don't want to practice, it's just that I don't have the right bloodline to fuse with."

After saying that, he glanced at Vlad quietly again, pursed his plump lips shyly and said:

"Besides, it will be too ugly after the bloodline is fused."

After hearing this answer, Vlad raised his head in shock and looked at Famke in front of him.

I really didn’t expect that Famke at this period would care so much about his appearance.

According to "Witch Hunter", Famke, as the leader of the black witches in this area, often uses any means to increase his strength.

Moreover, at that time, Famke had already practiced the witchcraft of blood fusion and transformation.

Thinking of this, Vlad's mind immediately pictured the transformation of Famke after the blood fusion.

Well, it is indeed quite ugly.

Seeing Vlad's strange eyes constantly looking at him, Famke couldn't help but shiver all over, and a layer of fine pimples instantly appeared on his delicate skin.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?"

Looking at Famke in front of him, who had not yet become the leader of the black witches, Vlad said:

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to surrender to me?"

"My patience is also limited, this is the last chance for you!"

Looking at Famke who seemed to be thinking more carefully, Vlad looked directly into her eyes with a very deep look and reminded her solemnly.

Sure enough, Famke, who originally wanted to delay time and think about countermeasures, after hearing Vlad's warning, his plump and delicate body suddenly trembled, as if he remembered his previous fear when he was about to suffocate to death.

Seeing Famke fall into silence because of his warning, Vlad did not put any pressure on him.

He believed that Famke, who could become the leader of witches, would make the wisest choice.

After a long silence, Famke looked at Vlad with resentment: "I still don't know who you are."

Seeing Famke's relaxed attitude and giving up his guard, Vlad smiled slightly.

"Vlad."

Famke silently recited this name in her mind. For some reason, she seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

Just when Famke was frowning and thinking due to distraction, Vlad suddenly stood up, stretched out his fingers, and lifted Famke's plump and attractive chin.

Famik, who was forced to raise his head, was horrified. On his face, which was full of the charm of a mature woman, his eyes began to dodge subconsciously, revealing a look of panic.

"He, what is he going to do to me?"

When Famke saw Vlad's handsome face getting closer and closer to him, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and his heart began to pound and panic.

"Don't you have fusion blood? I can give it to you."

"It won't get ugly."

"You can still stay young forever!"

"Think~either."

"Wha, what?"

Famke, who was blushing, heart pounding, and extremely nervous, was stunned when he suddenly heard a whisper in his ear and didn't react for a moment.

"What I said was not clear enough." Vlad frowned, quite dissatisfied.

"No, it's not."

"I see."

Famke came back to his senses, nodded hurriedly, and then lowered his head in embarrassment.

She still didn't understand that she had just made a big mistake.

Famke hurriedly suppressed the palpitations caused by Vlad's constant approach. After a long time, the hot and embarrassing red gradually faded away.

Unfortunately, Famke did not notice the slight arc between Vlad's mouth corners and the playful look in the depths of his eyes.

Looking at Famke who finally succumbed to his mouth, Vlad shook his head. This mature woman is really not comparable to a girl.

She is too rational.

Even though she was flustered by him, she still did not forget to fight for powerful conditions for herself.

Unlike Verona and other girls, who were teased by him, they didn't know which direction to go.

By the way, transforming a witch into a vampire bloodline actually requires nearly 30% of his blood essence to complete the transformation.

The reason for this is that the magic energy that Famke possesses is constantly rejecting the transformation of vampire bloodline.

This also explains why the black witches among the witch hunters are uglier than each other, which is entirely caused by the conflict of energy in the body.

Fortunately, Vlad found something wrong. He saw that after Famke drank his blood, his skin began to crack due to the rejection and riot of energy in his body.

Inject more blood into Famke's body in time, otherwise Famke could not escape the ugly fate in history.

"My lord, almost all the witches around Augsburg have arrived here."

Famke looked at Vlad standing in front of him, with his tall and straight figure, handsome features, and a flash of heat in his eyes.

"Well, you will host it next."

Vlad nodded calmly, with his hands behind his back, and looked deeply at the dozens of witches gathered below.

These witches were carefully selected by him in the past few days. Except for those witches who are unsightly, weak in strength, and mentally abnormal, the remaining witches have almost all arrived here.

The reason why all these black witches were gathered here was naturally to make it easier to catch them all.

Such a large number of extraordinary people gathered in one area is rare in this world. Vlad naturally did not want to waste this opportunity to improve his power in a short period of time.

As Famke jumped off the cliff and came to the platform on the mountainside, all the witches' eyes were focused on Famke.

The witch conference also began.