There was a scream outside the emergency exit, and a few minutes later, Ophelia walked into the room again, still holding the crown that Arad was wearing in her hand.

"nailed it?"

Nisha sat alone on the sofa, with a row of men and women standing in front of her.

"I have something else to do."

Ophelia pulled out a Glock pistol and gave Nissa a look. The latter understood and silently sipped the scarlet liquid in the goblet. Madam Viper turned to the vampire nobles standing opposite Nissa and suddenly raised her gun and opened fire, hitting two men and a woman in the head.

The vampire who was shot didn't have any chance to struggle, and turned into ashes with a miserable howl, frightening the two survivors nearby to kneel down and beg for mercy. Seeing that Ophelia finally put away the gun, Nisha raised her hand to the two survivors: "Okay, it's all over."

After that, she turned her head and asked, "Temporary?"

"For now." Ophelia took off her beret and sat next to the vampire princess. "I also have to deal with those two people who are out on business. Look how hard I work for you, dear princess... Oh, I should call you Grand Duchess Nisha now, right?"

"That's right." Nisha shook the goblet. "So you'd better respect me. Let me introduce you. This is Casimir von Schwarzenberg, and this is Amalie Noctenula. I know their names are not easy to remember, but you understand. They are almost 200 years old together."

"Hello, ma'am."

The man and woman bowed together.

Black Light's body has no heartbeat and no body temperature, so these two people may have mistaken Ophelia for a member of the vampire clan.

"Let them go out." Ophelia leaned close to her ear and said, "I will respect you... Wait, what did you drink? Why do you look a little red?"

"You really should try this."

Nisha took an empty goblet, grabbed the large thermos on the coffee table, and poured a deep red liquid with a strange fragrance into the cup: "Human blood, alcohol, spices, and a secret formula that has been passed down for a hundred years. It's not easy to get this kind of thing in New York and London because they have a shelf life of only 12 hours. They must have been delivered late last night."

The liquid in the bottle was gone after pouring out only the height of the index finger.

"So is this considered human blood, a drink, or alcohol?"

Ophelia drank it in one gulp and felt that the taste was similar to wine.

But not too strong either.

The strongest smell is blood.

"Who cares what it is? I haven't had a drink in a long time." Nisha's face became more and more rosy, and her skin looked exactly like that of a human. She seemed to be really drunk. She waved her hand and asked the vampire couple in front of her to stand at the door to block people. She moved closer to Ophelia's face and said, "You have a pretty face... like a bad woman."

"I am indeed a bad woman."

"...How bad?"

"Are you drunk? Can vampires get drunk?" Ophelia couldn't help laughing. She removed the magazine of the Glock pistol she had just used and loaded it with new bullets. "Although your face is still as cold as before, you know, you look like that little wild cat now. You two must have been together for a long time. You both act like a spoiled child in the same way."

"Don't act like you know me so well..."

Nisha grinned, revealing two slender canine teeth, and pried open the woman's red lips with one finger: "Watson doesn't really know me that well, and you're not Watson's little cutie. That little cutie likes to cheat with her face, so don't try to play that trick on me..."

Ophelia didn't say anything, just looked at her and quietly wrapped her tongue around the fingers in her mouth.

Just then, a report came from the team channel.

The fortress guards have declared a complete ceasefire.

The two had to get up and walk out, and they had to take Casimir and Amalie who were standing guard at the door with them, to prevent the fortress guards who didn't know them from attacking them. The four of them walked through the long corridor, and under the watchful eyes of the guards who came one after another, they slowly walked towards the central area of ​​the bunker.

In order to save time, Ophelia and Nisha completely avoided this area, so the central area of ​​the bunker was not damaged, but it became a little chaotic due to the personnel mobilization caused by the alarm. This power struggle came suddenly and ended very quickly. Many vampires had just heard the news of the invasion.

I never thought that the boss has changed.

Some people felt that the situation was not right and fled secretly, driving away the few special vehicles available.

Ophelia and Nisha pretended not to know about this situation. They didn't have the energy to care about it now.

Anyway, the life cycle of vampires is long, and there are only about a hundred people in the bunker. Most of them know each other, so they can just check the names to see who is missing. What's more, Ophelia already knows the information of all the members of the entire bunker from Arad's memory fragments.

Of course, blood slaves don’t count.

They are all locked up in prison.

Ophelia ordered the two high-ranking vampires who ran to tell the guards to cease fire to cooperate with her in counting and classifying the personnel. This was an important opportunity to perform in front of the new boss. No matter what these two thought, they had to perform well.

About ten minutes later, most members of the bunker gathered in the hall.

The headless body of Arad Damaskinos was dragged by two guards and hung on the top of the high wall on the north side of the hall, forming a conspicuous warning line.

It is true that the bodies of vampires are strong, but they can still die if seriously damaged.

Even without garlic and silver, physically cutting off and crushing their heads would still kill them. If he tried to press them back on their necks, there might be a chance to revive a deranged bastard, but now that his head had melted into Madame Viper's stomach, there was no hope for Arad.

The spider sense was sounding a crazy alarm.

There were clearly some loyal fans of Arad in the crowd.

Or maybe they simply think they can take advantage of the opportunity to seize power, after all, there are only a few people on the stage.

The Hydra action team was brought in and surrounded the hall from all sides. The guns loaded with silver bullets in their hands made the vampires feel uneasy. For a while, the hall was in commotion. Ophelia shot at the ceiling, and these guys shut up one after another.

The vampire guards gathered on one side, and Amari was responsible for restraining them. However, time was urgent and Ophelia had no time to disarm them. She could only hope that Amari had the control level to do so. Otherwise, if the guards mutinied, she would probably kill them all.

Casimir stood in front of the stage, loudly announcing Nissa's identity, emphasizing her noble bloodline of the Damaskinos family and her important status as the only living heir of the Blood Emperor. Ophelia, on the other hand, turned two Glock pistols with extended 20-round magazines, her eyes swept back and forth among the vampires at the scene, identifying them one by one based on Arad's memory fragments.

Just as Nisha described, Arad was not extremely smart, but he did know how to use people.

Her confidants are spread across the guard, logistics, finance and other teams, most of whom are in management positions and above, controlling key resources and firmly consolidating Arad's rule. However, this model has obvious flaws. Now that Arad herself has died, the remaining group of people are basically a mess.

What's more, many of them have taken the opportunity to escape.

It’s not that they are disloyal.

However, it is difficult for anyone to bring these people together again in a short period of time.

The guard team might be able to do it, but most of the elite members had been killed in the previous invasion. After all, if he wanted to escape, Arad's first reaction would definitely be to bring guards he could trust, otherwise it would be difficult to control the high-ranking vampires who ran away with him.

"Is it almost there?"

As Casimir's speech was coming to an end, Ophelia leaned close to Nyssa's ear.

"almost."

Nissa nodded at her. "Do what you have to do."

Ophelia walked forward and tapped Casimir on the shoulder with her Glock pistol. The latter immediately understood, bowed and gave up his seat.

"I am Ophelia Sarkistan."

Putting the two Glocks back into the holsters, Ophelia took out a piece of paper and slowly spoke fluent and standard Czech. She didn't open her mouth much, but her voice was loud and floated back and forth throughout the hall: "Those whose names I call, stand in the corresponding direction as I said."

Two high-ranking blood clan members took the initiative to go to the crowd to guide them. With their coordination, things went much more smoothly. Ophelia read the words one by one, minimizing the vigilance of the Arad faction members in the crowd. It was not until the crowds on both sides split up and the number of members left in the middle decreased that someone realized something was wrong.

How come all of us are cronies of the previous boss? !

Everyone looked at each other, then looked at the wall. Arad's body was still hanging high, looking even more horrible.

No one wanted to be the first to speak.

During this delay, Ophelia held the paper and pretended to read the last name.

There are 31 people on the left and 51 people on the right.

"Pay attention to the group of vampires on the left. If anyone escapes more than 5 meters away, open fire immediately to kill them. Also arrange some team members to be on guard. There may be wanderers in the bunker. Be careful to prevent them from launching a sneak attack." Ophelia whispered to the Hydra soldiers using the communicator, and she slowly walked towards the group of vampires on the left.

The hostility is growing.

Especially the dozen or so armed guards, they were about to raise their guns at this moment.

When the distance was short enough, Ophelia sprinted forward.

Two Glocks were pulled out like lightning, and the flash blast bombs that secretly pulled open the pull rings with their tentacles were thrown into the air at the same time, playing the first note of music.

Despite their early preparations, the members of the Arad faction were still caught off guard. The vampires were not much better than humans at resisting strong light, and it was too late to cover their eyes. With a tremor, the bullets were accurately fired at the dozen vampire guards in front. Ophelia took a running start and jumped, hanging upside down in the air like a gymnast, and fell to the center of the crowd with the inertia of the sprint.

She landed on the back of a hunched-over person, and stepped out with both feet, stepping on the backs, shoulders, and heads of the densely packed crowd, pushing her body toward the left wall. Nisha saw Ophelia's soles imprinted on the wall, and she took four steps toward the ceiling before kicking off the wall.

Bang bang bang bang bang-! !

Two Glocks were immediately unloaded, firing at the group of guards.