Under the threat of death, he no longer had his previous pride and began to cry and beg for mercy.

"Salina, Salina, I've given up, you can let me go."

Salina lifted his body with one hand and spread her other hand with five fingers.

Lucas screamed: "Salina, you forgot, I've invited you to dinner, so spare me."

"Yeah?"

Salina tilted her head slightly: "But I remember that was the money I paid?"

Lucas: "…"

Her hands instantly penetrated Lucas' chest with lightning speed and dug out his heart.

Lucas spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide open.

Even if an ace-level vampire is dug up by another vampire, he will definitely die.

The moment Lucas lost, the entire arena immediately boiled.

"Shadow! This is the shady!"

"Where is the referee? Why didn't the referee come out to stop it?"

"Damn your mother, refund the money!"

"Refund the money!"

Accompanied by booing and cursing, countless things were thrown into the arena, as if it was raining heavily.

In the face of the gambling that must be lost, these originally polite gentlemen also exposed their true colors and turned into hooligans.

Salina did not respond to the curses. She resisted the urge to swallow her heart, held her heart in both hands, and knelt down on one knee to the viewing platform at the highest point.

"His Majesty, the Great Blood Emperor, my master, this is the spoil I offer to you."

Salina's voice was clear and firm, and the curses in the arena suddenly stopped.

Because they had a premonition that a storm was coming.

In Dracula's castle, the vampire who betrayed Dracula killed Dracula's vampire and dedicated his heart to Dracula's opponents with his heart as a trophy.

No matter how gentlemanly Dracula's old face is, he is still ashamed.

Sure enough, Salina's actions brought the atmosphere at the banquet to freezing point again.

Dracula's face completely lost his smile, and his expressionless look was only visible at this moment that he could see his majesty as the king of vampires.
Chapter completed!