Chapter 1185: The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (63)

Chapter 1185: The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (63)

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“Several key rebel members have disappeared, and all the ones in the cathedral were killed by Prince Arthur.”
Moore felt somewhat helpless. “Arthur’s lust to kill is so great ah. Doesn’t he know to leave one alive to interrogate?”
Suddenly, an unprecedented sweetness filled his nose.
His hair nearly stood on end. This smell was exceptional.
Moore immediately turned to look for the prey with this exceptional blood scent.
However, he saw a familiar grim figure approaching from the cathedral.
He carefully held a petite figure wrapped in a black prince-rank coat.
From head to toe, only some beautiful, curly brown hair was revealed.
And that superb, sweet scent was being emitted by the human in Arthur’s arms.
Poppy Blood had a fatal attraction to Blood Kin of duke rank or higher.
The higher their level, the more irresistible the scent.
It was a poisonous aroma that made people addicted.
Moore immediately shot over, his gaze greedy and excited.
“Is this the last of the rebel army? And I’d thought you killed everyone.”
As Moore finished speaking, he extended his arms to take Bai Weiwei.
He was the one responsible for handling the rebel survivors.
But just as his hand stretched out, a red blade of light fiercely came flying at him.
Moore’s expression changed. He raised his hand, and a blue ice blade met the strike.
But the blue ice blade was shattered by the light blade. Moore was unable to dodge and received a frightening gash on his chest.
Arthur’s handsome face resembled an ice sculpture, and his gaze was gloomy and irritable.
“The rebels in the church are all dead, where are you trying to touch? She’s mine.”
Moore coughed, spitting out blood as he laughed. “This is against regulations, Arthur. Even if she’s your blood slave, appearing here must mean something’s wrong with her identity ba? I suspect this blood slave is an undercover agent. You must hand her over.”
Arthur watched him with cold eyes, his face expressionless.
Only his voice was gentle and soft.
“Want to die? Then I’ll help you.”
Moore’s expression collapsed, and he immediately shot away.
But it was too late. Countless light blades illuminated the dark night.
Where Moore had stood, there was an abyssal split in the earth.
If any Blood Kin were to face this kind of attack, they may not be able to return in one piece even after using all their powers.
Arthur carried Bai Weiwei and walked forward with an icy expression. No one dared to stop him.
After returning to the castle, Elizabeth hurried over.
When Bai Weiwei ran away, she knew things weren’t good.
Even if she was jealous, this human was Prince Arthur’s blood slave.
When the person was lost, she had the greatest responsibility.
Once she re-entered the dungeon, she, the steward, could be considered to have reached her end.
So when she rushed over and saw Arthur emerge with Bai Weiwei in his arms, her heart lifted.
“Your Highness, is something wrong with the Miss? Should I call a human doctor?”
Arthur cast her a faint look.
This glance, full of horrifying killing aura, made Elizabeth’s hair stand on end.
Arthur held her weak and unconscious body. Some of his essence was still left inside her.
When he possessed her beneath the cross–
He only had one crazy idea.
Didn’t she want to betray him?
Didn’t she want to leave him?
He wouldn’t dare to forsake her as she wished.
Then he would destroy all the rebel forces.
If she dared to leave him, he would destroy all her paths, so that her escape would lead back to his hands.
In this life… no, this life wasn’t enough.
Human lifespans were too short.
She should accept his imprisonment, his punishment, for eternity.