Nicholas's eyes flashed with a trace of despair, "You've removed one of the sources of my power, my fangs, rendering me one-third crippled, and I can no longer advance in rank. What use do I have now?"
"Try this, the Flaming Red Lips from the main plane, vampires' absolute favorite," Li Yao handed over the wine glass and said.
"Just kill me, I'm already useless," the red in Nicholas's eyes had faded, revealing a lack of spirit, clearly resigned to death.
"It seems you're not in the mood to drink now, but what about this?"
As Li Yao spoke, the Touch of Darkness appeared, and a blood sphere the size of a soccer ball rolled and surged. The appearance of the blood sphere caused two bat wings to suddenly emerge behind Nicholas. His eyes glimmered with scarlet light, and sharp claws grew from his fingertips. Her breathing became noticeably heavy, her eyes fixated on the roiling blood sphere, and even her heart started to pound violently.
