Chapter 624 - Your Position Decides Your Attitude (2/2)

“So have you.” Nicole nodded at the girls.

She then walked to a girl not far away and said, “I’ve checked up above. Your blood is the cleanest and freshest today.”

The girl she chose was rather delighted. “I’m to offer blood to Her Majesty? Great! Chief, please take as much as you want.”

“Not much is needed. Master has a small stomach.”

After saying that, she laid her hand on the girl’s neck, and a red stream of blood flowed out of her skin and then rolled like a thread.

After it rolled a while into a ball the size of a fist, Nicole stopped taking blood.

Holding the blood ball, she said, “Have some good food later.”

“Yes, madam.”

Holding the blood ball, Nicole left. She had to keep walking down.

As the True Ancestor of vampires, Lilith was actually not in desperate need of blood. She didn’t even need blood as long as she could hold back her urges and desires.

Blood was like alcohol to her, and she enjoyed it once in a while just for the fun of it.

The wine, on the other hand, was merely a beverage, like cola, to Lilith.

Also, as the True Ancestor, she had a strong demand on the quality and taste of the blood.

The blood would taste differently when different spices were added to it.

At this moment, Nicole was taking the blood ball downstairs to ask a cook to polish its flavor.

Passing through another long flight of stairs, she hopped into a rather greasy place.

This place was the kitchen.

Apart from providing food for Lilith, it was also responsible for the food of the hundreds of girls.

So, there were a lot of oil and smoke residues here.

The stone floor was so greasy that one would feel that they were walking on moss. It was quite slippery. One would always feel unsteady.

Nichole became quite indifferent after reaching this floor.

Many people were working here, some chopping meat and some washing vegetables.

It wasn’t a small project to provide food for hundreds of people.

The cooks and assistants all stopped their work upon seeing her and voluntarily lowered their heads and made way for her.

This happened as she made her way here.

However, a young man nearby was trying to cut the bones of an unknown beast. He was so focused that he didn’t realize that Nicole was approaching

Right when Nicole passed him, the young man happened to cut the bone rather heavily with his long, thick cleaver.

Part of the bone was chopped off, and it swirled and flew at Nicole.

Nicole reacted fast enough and slapped away the bone.

Yet, some broken pieces of bone fell into the blood ball.

She was so infuriated that her face was blue and her body was trembling. Damn it!

She walked over. The young man, having no idea what just happened, was still busy chopping the meat and bones.

Everybody around him was so scared that they hid away.

Reaching the back of the young man, Nicole kicked him in his waist heavily.

Crack!

Under the sudden and violent kick, the man completely bent backward.

His face was filled with confusion as he didn’t know what was going on. He was then flung more than ten meters forward, leaving a trail of blood on the floor.

He was already dead, but his eyes were still wide open.

At this moment, five people came from the staircase and saw the scene.

One of them raised his hand but then put it down.

Nicole looked at the blood ball in her hand and shouted hysterically.

Her earsplitting voice spread throughout the vast and empty floor. Almost all the men covered their ears, pain on their faces.

It was natural that Nicole was nice to the girls, because they provided blood for her master in turns.

If the girls were unhappy, the quality of their blood would drop, and the taste of the blood would be affected.

Nicole, who considered her master the center of her world and even secretly regarded her as a mother, wouldn’t allow that.

In order for her master to have the best blood, she didn’t mind sparing her kindness to the virgins.

But as for the cooks… especially the male ones, it would be unnecessary.

If one of them was killed, someone else would fill in.

They were like weeds. More would grow after some were cut down.

Nicole could’ve tolerated these filthy men for the sake that they were working for her master

too.

Yet, one of them stained the best blood intended for her master. He must die for that!

After an angry roar, she suddenly found that five men were walking toward her.

“You look strange. What do you want…” Nicole habitually asked, thinking that they were servants. But her face changed suddenly. “Damn it, stop!”

It was because she found that all the five of them were professionals, and two were releasing magic waves.

The most handsome of them was even demonstrating great power of light.

“Bat…”

She realized that those people must be assassins.

Every time her master woke up, there would be stupid assassins that tried to kill her.

This time was not an exception. Too many of them had been killed over these years, but they never stopped.

The best solution against these assassins was bat transformation.

That was exactly what she did. However, before she transformed, a bright pillar of light shined at her.

“Judgment of Light!” The pillar came so fast that it looked like a laser.

Only one bat flew out of Nicole’s body when she was hit by the pillar of light.

Then, her expression froze.

Like a burning piece of paper, half of her body brightened and half vanished. Then, she was completely gone, leaving nothing but a handful of ashes on the ground.

Watching Nicole’s death, the people here immediately shouted in fear and ran off in a

flurry.

More of them knelt on the ground, not daring to move at all. They thought that the intruders would kill them now that they had killed the ferocious Nicole.

Roland walked to the young man who died with his eyes open and shook his head. “He can’t be saved anymore. Even his soul’s been expelled.”

It was because Roland saw a confused and transparent soul next to the body.

In the Netherworld, it was possible to directly see the souls of the dead.

Then, a Soul Gatherer appeared out of nowhere, and two black chains stretched out of its hollow eye sockets and tied up the soul, before they both left.

Schuck walked close and heaved a long sigh at the bent body on the ground.

Roland looked above. “The one you just killed must be Lilith’s personal maid, the villain known as the Blood Hound. She was very close to Lilith by blood. Lilith must’ve felt something when she died.”

“What does she feel?”

Roland said casually, “Rage.”