American comics: They're already gods of light, and only now do they get their cheat codes.

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And how strong must Elder Amelia be?

She hadn't forgotten what Elder Amelia had mentioned before: the other party had already been promoted to a high-level vampire!

Could he single-handedly slaughter all werewolves and vampires? Or is he even stronger?

Her imagination was no longer sufficient to support her continuing to imagine.

The only thing that's clear is that Elder Amelia is now far beyond the capabilities of any other vampire.

The other party might only need one sentence to become the vampire queen.

Suddenly, a hand landed on Serena's face. Serena's eyes narrowed sharply, unable to see how the person had appeared before her.

Elder Amelia gently stroked Serena's exquisite face, feeling a mixture of jealousy and amazement: "Indeed, it is an absolutely perfect face. No wonder she became the 'leading lady'."

"With such a face, serving that lord would not be an insult to him."

In reality, Amelia had many female vampires under her command, and many of them were beautiful. However, for Amelia, who was now fanatically devoted to that one, touching those low-class women would be an insult to that person.

Amelia's hand kept swiping downwards.

"The chest area is a bit bare, but it's still above average, barely passing."

Continue down.

"Her waist, hips, and legs are all extremely perfect."

Serena tried to struggle; she was somewhat resistant to this contact, even though the other person was a woman. However, fearing the other person's formidable strength, she dared not struggle too violently.

"His personality is also very interesting, cool and refreshing, like a little wildcat."

"Then, Serena, answer me, do you want to become stronger?"

"Do you want to become a high-ranking vampire, or even a top-tier vampire?"

The words, spoken softly, struck Serena like a thunderclap.

Serena felt her throat was dry and itchy.

Becoming stronger is the most fundamental pursuit of every living being; even the most aloof person doesn't want to become stronger.

Just, just...

Serena had a vague idea of ​​what she would have to pay based on the other party's evaluation.

does it worth?

After just one second of thought, the answer was obvious!

Seeing the resolve harden in her cool, deep blue eyes, Amelia smiled.

"Not bad!"

"If you've thought it through, then come with me."

"What awaits you is a path to heaven!"

The road to heaven?

The fact that Elder Amelia could undergo such a dramatic change in such a short time is beyond miraculous!

Serena stood up, her steps heavy and firm, as if on a pilgrimage, and followed Amelia.

Chapter 111 Goddess of the Moon

Serena's leather clothes were now tattered and torn, and she wore an ahegao (a Japanese expression of disgust) look, as if she had been thoroughly humiliated.

Seeing that Badr was much more excited than usual, Amelia fed him a grape, feeling a little jealous.

Bader gently nibbled on a snow-white grape: "What's wrong, are you jealous?"

"Sir, is she better, or am I better?"

"She is slender and aloof, while you are charming and mature; each has her own appeal."

Actually, to be fair, Serena is still better, not only because she is more beautiful, but also because she is the childhood goddess in my memory, which adds to her appeal!

Of course, Amelia is also good. With her noblewoman's aura and her fair and large breasts, she is also a top-notch beauty.

Amelia was somewhat dissatisfied with the answer, but she couldn't bring herself to question it out of foolishness.

"Sir, what would you like to play next? I'm happy to play whatever you like."

Despite the tempting words, Badr shook his head.

"I still have some important business to attend to."

Badr hadn't forgotten that his purpose in coming here was to search for a possible primordial entity.

As for the fun I've had these past few days, it's just to relax. Before, it was all about fighting, fighting! Now I've switched to a low-end world that I can easily erase, so I'm taking a vacation and relaxing.

As for the plot, who cares about that? Baldr doesn't even care about the plot of the Marvel universe, let alone a world where a single slap can make everyone play Candy Crush.

"Important business, sir?" A strange expression appeared in Amelia's eyes. "Could you tell me about it? Perhaps I can help."

“You—” Bader glanced at her: “Never mind, go find someone, Alexander Corvinas.”

With Badr 23's current strength, he could easily scan the world and find the people in an instant.

The reason I didn't do that was simply because it wasn't necessary. I could just take a vacation and complete the mission along the way. The source of vampires and werewolves was not worthy of Baldr's seriousness, not even for 0.01 seconds.

A few days later...

As night fell, the moonlight appeared even more beautiful than usual.

Under the moonlight, two figures stood facing each other.

On one side was Amelia, a high-level vampire whose cultivation had stabilized, and on the other side was Serena, whose temperament was even more aloof than before.

At this moment, Serena's aura was only slightly inferior to Amelia's, especially under the moonlight, as if rays of moonlight were falling on her, making her look even more like a moon goddess.

The next moment, the two strongest vampires in the world engaged in a fierce battle, with bursts of energy tearing through the surroundings and turning hundreds of meters around into ruins in an instant.

At this moment, Baldr, sitting atop a tall building with several vampire servants attending to him, watched the battle between the two and nodded.

"Not bad, especially Serena. She has good combat talent and even perfectly matches that power."

As a personal vampire for his own amusement, Baldr had planned a good future for the two of them. The blood that granted Amelia's promotion was a drop of holy blood from Gabriel, one of the six archangels, which possessed both holy and water attributes.

Baldr originally had a wicked sense of humor, wanting to see if a vampire could acquire the Holy attribute. However, the compatibility was too low, and Amelia only inherited Gabriel's secondary attribute, the Water attribute.

Even so, it was Gabriel's water attribute, which was much stronger than ordinary water. At this time, Amelia was stronger than others of the same level.

As for Serena, she's special. She was the moon goddess of my childhood, and the blood that gave her the promotion was very special—a drop of moon demon's blood.

The Moon Demon is a special mutated demon that Baldr has only seen once among all the hells he has destroyed. It is not strong, only at the level of an ordinary first-class demon, but the power it wields is very special. It is the power of the moon, which can amplify itself by using the power of the moon. It is definitely the attribute that best suits Serena.

Perhaps it is precisely because their attributes are so compatible that, despite not yet reaching the level of a high-level vampire, she dared to fight Amelia. And judging from the current situation, Amelia really can't defeat Serena for the time being.

Watching people fight is not interesting. For Baldr, only battles between beings of the highest caliber, like the Heavenly Father, can pique his interest. But a fight between two women, especially two women with exceptional figures and looks, is something to behold.

Nearly ten more minutes passed before Amelia finally defeated Serena completely and spoke with her head held high.

"Serena, you have a long way to go!"

Serena, who had been driven underground, struggled out of the ground somewhat disheveled and looked directly at Amelia above.

I will defeat you, I definitely will!

Amelia gave a haughty snort, turned around, and headed towards Baldr.

If you look closely, you'll notice that Amelia's hidden hands are trembling slightly.

Clearly, her victory wasn't as easy as it seemed.

At the same moment, while the two women were fighting.

In an underground military base, Alexander Corvinus, an immortal who has lived for eternity, felt his eyelids twitching inexplicably, sensing a vague sense of unease.

This was the first time he had ever felt this way in his more than ten centuries of life.

Reason told him that it wasn't a big problem; there was no one in this world who could kill him unless he wanted to die.

But his survival instincts, honed over centuries, told him to run, to run immediately! If he didn't run now, it would be too late!

After hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to follow his heart. There was no harm in running around; he could always come back when he found out everything was alright.

Just as he got up to leave.

boom! boom! boom……

It looked as if a demolition team was carrying out a violent demolition, with the surrounding walls being violently smashed.

Alexander Corvinus instantly got goosebumps all over his body, staring intently at the dust that had formed from the broken wall.

The next moment, a figure walked out from it.

The familiar scent... it's a vampire, a descendant of my own descendants.

But the question is, why does this descendant of a descendant give him a sense of dread and danger, and even a feeling of being suppressed by blood, as if he himself is that descendant?

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

In the blink of an eye, ten vampires surrounded Alexander Corvinus, and an intense sense of oppression enveloped his entire body. At this moment, Alexander Corvinus seemed to have lost all ability to move.

An unprecedented sense of fear called death gripped Alexander Corvinus's mind.

At that moment, he didn't even have time to think about where these strange vampires came from; he could only close his eyes in despair and wait for death to come.

However, the next moment.

“Alexander Corvinus, come with us, the master wants to see you.”

“If you resist, we don’t mind using violence.”

As he spoke, waves of aura instantly combined and heavily pressed down on Alexander Corvinus, who was trembling and almost forced to his knees on the spot.

A bitter smile appeared on his face.

These vampires, almost all of them were no weaker than him, and many were even stronger. There were ten of them, a full ten, inviting him to meet a very important person. Who would dare to refuse? The thought of refusing wouldn't even cross their minds.

Inside the castle, Badr sat in the main seat, with Serena standing guard beside him, much like a loyal bodyguard.

Amelia nestled in Baldr's arms, seducing him like a fairy.

Serena pouted. She wanted to serve the adults too, but she couldn't do it like Amelia.