Robin looked at them alertly.

The information just now was too abnormal, making it impossible for him to clearly capture the key.

"I don't understand what you mean." Raven responded softly.

"You just don't want to understand, Raven, the constructor of the forbidden spell," Prisra laughed, "but it doesn't matter. Since you want to remain silent, then you should bring those trivial secrets into the ground."

She raised her right hand.

It was at this moment that Robin saw that at some point a short golden staff appeared in the vampire's palm.

Its front end is carved into the shape of a sun wheel, shining with an overly dazzling luster in the darkness.

"You know, for the blood clan, we don't care about the intrigues and conspiracies between you lowly and mutually suspicious humans."

"Anyway, you're all going to die."

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Chapter completed!