Weibai looked at the petite girl in front of him, who only wore two pieces of clothing that barely covered her modesty.
Faced with such a soft and cute creature, Weibai could not muster a single trace of affection.
He only felt as if he were facing an existence akin to a vengeful demon.
“Mr. Francis, if you keep staring, I’ll gouge your eyeballs out,” the demon said with a beaming smile, yet the expression held not a single shred of warmth.
“Gulp.”
Weibai swallowed hard, as if waking from a dream, and stopped his eyes from wandering.
The earlier **[Flash Spell]** had nearly blinded him; he did not want to experience such a violent visual assault ever again.
“Very well. Since Mr. Francis’s behavior has seriously offended me, how do you plan to make amends?”
Taurani’s blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Weibai, looking as though she would not let the matter rest until she was satisfied.
“I…”
Weibai thought for a moment and closed his eyes in resignation.
“I’ll take responsibility for you!”
“Huh?”
Hearing the answer, Taurani was momentarily stunned.
“I’ll take responsibility for you! That includes your future food, clothing, housing, and travel. I will fulfill all my duties for everything in your future!”
“What duties?”
Taurani truly did not understand, looking at Weibai with utter confusion.
She was baffled.
Could her **[Flash Spell]** have done more than just blind his eyes? Did it somehow fry his brain too?
Why couldn’t she understand a single word he was saying?
“I mean, I… I…”
At the thought of what he would have to do in the future, a blush crept onto Weibai’s face.
After all, he had never done anything like this before.
He had no concept of it.
“I will help raise our child and fulfill my duties as a husb—” Before he could finish, Weibai felt a sudden, violent gust of wind.
He subconsciously raised the **[Glorious Throne]** to block.
“Get lost! You looked at my body and now you want to claim me? You are a total pervert!”
Taurani could listen no longer.
Her face flushed with shame, she raised her **[Holy Staff]** and swung it toward Weibai’s forehead.
*Clang!*
The **[Holy Staff]** was blocked by the **[Glorious Throne]**, and the sharp blade even notched the staff.
Seeing her attack blocked, Taurani stomped her foot in shame and fury.
Casting aside all restraint, a pair of massive demonic wings unfurled from her back.
With a gentle flap, she rose into the air.
“Dammit, are all you Elves so shameless?!”
Taurani’s slender finger pointed at Weibai.
Her brows were knit with anger as she shouted with a crimson face.
‘What?!’ Weibai caught the keyword: ‘Elf.’
However, he had no intention of admitting it.
The fewer people who knew about this, the better.
If word got out, it would bring him nothing but trouble.
“Bastard! I won’t give you another chance to make excuses! Just die!”
Taurani was now blinded by rage.
She only wanted to slay the shameless scoundrel before her.
“Wait, calm down!”
Weibai felt a massive pressure gradually rising and tried to get Taurani to settle down.
“Lecher! Take a strike from my **[Death Scythe]**!”
As Taurani’s bloodline gradually underwent its **[Bloodline Release]**, a massive scythe appeared in her hands.
It had a dark red body, a snow-white blade, and bats carved along its spine.
The size and height of the scythe were already a head taller than Taurani herself.
And now, this giant scythe was crashing down toward Weibai’s head.
“Crap!”
Seeing that the little Blood Demon was serious, Weibai couldn’t help but curse.
He gripped the **[Glorious Throne]** tightly and moved to block the scythe’s path.
*Boom…*
A violent explosion rang out.
Sand and stones flew from where Weibai stood.
A large patch of aquatic grass by the shore was mowed down, and much of it was sent flying into the sky by the fierce shockwave.
As the dust settled, his figure gradually emerged.
Weibai held the **[Glorious Throne]** in one hand and gripped his **[Pendant]** with the other, constantly channeling defensive spells to withstand the terrifying force.
“**[Blood Arts: Withered Shadow]**!”
Taurani gave Weibai no time to react and immediately unleashed the unique magic of the Blood Demons—Blood Arts.
As the name suggested, it was magic fueled by fresh blood.
“Wait a second, where is there an Elf here?!”
Weibai was scratching his head in anxiety.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t win, but he didn’t want to fight Taurani.
He didn’t know why she had suddenly attacked him so aggressively.
However, hearing Taurani mention an Elf, Weibai guessed that there must be a grudge between Blood Demons and Elves.
Taurani was likely acting out of rage, and because he had seen her naked, she had transferred that hatred onto him.
“Hmph!”
Hearing this, Taurani did not answer him.
She let out a cold snort, and several black shadows began to spread toward Weibai.
Sensing the approaching shadows, Weibai immediately cast a shield spell.
However, the moment they made contact, he realized something was wrong.
These shadows actually ignored the shield, passing right through it to attack him.
‘This is bad!’
Realizing the shield couldn’t stop the shadows, Weibai thought to himself and tried to retreat.
But as he turned his head, more black shadows were already spreading toward him.
Finding shadows behind him as well, Weibai immediately scanned his left and right, discovering to his shock that he was surrounded in all directions.
He had never encountered such a bizarre technique.
Or rather, he had never encountered a Blood Demon like this.
Back when he was doing commissions, he had run into Vampires before, but they never dared to be too flamboyant on the Kingdom Continent.
Living under the shadow of the Holy See, they were forced to move in secrecy.
Therefore, Weibai had never seen a Blood Demon release magic and had no idea what their magic system was like.
But today, he was seeing it.
“Hey! Snap out of it!”
Weibai knew he couldn’t deal with such a weird technique, so he shouted toward Taurani in mid-air.
A tragic smile appeared on Taurani’s beautiful face.
‘Taurani was seen by a strange man. Taurani is no longer pure,’ she muttered to herself in the air.
‘Once I kill this lecher, Taurani will kill herself!’
“Bro, what are you even talking about?!”
Hearing Taurani’s words, Weibai grew frantic.
He didn’t want to make a move against Taurani.
If anything happened to this little Blood Demon, wouldn’t the Holy See come after him?!
This girl was a candidate personally appointed by the Holy See!
“Taurani is stained.”
The girl ignored Weibai.
Her blood-red eyes welled with tears, and her cherry lips pouted in grievance.
Just then, the black shadows reached Weibai’s feet.
The moment they touched him, Weibai felt the vitality being drained from his body.
His abundant blood energy was being devoured by the shadows.
“Hey! I’ve really had enough of you!”
Seeing that his calls weren’t getting Taurani’s attention, Weibai gritted his teeth and decided to get serious!
Regardless of whether he would hurt the girl, if he didn’t act now, he would be sucked dry!
Weibai gripped the **[Glorious Throne]**.
Just as he raised it, it felt as if he were holding a thousand-pound weight, pulling him straight toward the ground.
‘What’s going on? Since when was the Glorious Throne this heavy?’
Weibai was puzzled, but he quickly realized.
‘No, that’s not it. The Glorious Throne didn’t get heavier; my strength decreased!’
The magic of the Blood Demons was indeed bizarre; it could actually siphon the opponent’s physical strength.
“Tch, what a pain. If I knew this girl was this crazy, I wouldn’t have messed with her,” Weibai muttered.
He still had one last move.
“**[Third-tier Lightning Ball]**!”
Weibai gripped his pendant, shouting as he braced his wobbling body.
A sphere formed of lightning began to take shape in the air, but just as it was about to complete, it abruptly sputtered out.
‘What happened?’
Weibai looked at the flickering green light of the pendant in his hand, feeling completely bewildered.
He had never encountered this situation before!
Could it be?
Weibai’s gaze fell upon his hand.
At that moment, the black shadows had already crawled up his fingers and were in direct contact with the pendant.
Surges of majestic energy gushed out of the pendant, being frantically squeezed by the **[Withered Shadow]**.
This energy also affected the other shadows, causing the drain on Weibai’s own vitality to lessen significantly.
‘This…?’
Weibai looked at the pendant in shock, feeling the energy within it drain rapidly.
But compared to the energy stored within the pendant, this was merely a small stream diverted from a vast ocean.
Taurani noticed this as well, her eyes fixed on the pendant in Weibai’s hand.
Just as Weibai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was safe for the moment, a familiar feeling washed over him.
‘Oh no!’
Feeling the abnormal changes in his body, Weibai’s face gradually stiffened.
He slowly turned his head toward Taurani, looking at her with despair in his eyes.
‘Why now? Is it because the pendant’s energy is being drained, causing the suppression function to weaken?’
If Blood Demons hated Elves, then wouldn’t he die a miserable death if he turned into Mo Baiwei in front of Taurani?
No, she probably wouldn’t die just like that.
Rumor had it that the twisted sense of humor of Blood Demons was beyond the imagination of other races.
They usually didn’t kill their prey immediately, but kept them alive so they could be played with later.
He could only pray that after Taurani saw Mo Baiwei, she would snap out of it before she played her to death.
As Weibai’s thoughts flashed by, a green light surfaced on his body.
At the same time, Taurani narrowed her blood-red eyes.
“Guya.”
As soon as Mo Baiwei opened her eyes, she felt a wave of weakness and nearly fell flat on the ground.
Looking at Taurani in front of her, the naturally sensitive Mo Baiwei began to let her imagination run wild.
At the thought of being imprisoned by this Blood Demon, with a collar around her neck, having to rely on her whims for three meals a day, and spending the rest of her life in a cage, Mo Baiwei felt a surge of terror.
Combined with the rumors she had often heard as a child, Mo Baiwei’s pupils were now filled with despair and darkness.
‘Could it be that I’ll be drained of blood by this Blood Demon forever, becoming her exclusive blood bag?’
The thoughts in her head grew more and more outrageous.
Furthermore, since she had taken the brunt of a blood magic spell and was currently powerless, Mo Baiwei simply closed her eyes, her entire body shaking like a leaf.
After a moment, Mo Baiwei still felt no pain.
She cracked her closed eyes open just a sliver.
Taurani was looking at Mo Baiwei with a face full of shock.
Her blood-red eyes were wide, filled with utter disbelief.
“Mr. Francis, you’re actually a girl?!”