Chapter 836: Decency

Dorothy was not hearing about this Mamen Paradise for the first time.

Back when everyone wanted to have some fun in Venus City, Audrey had once suggested they go play in this Mamen Paradise, but Dorothy had refused at the time. After all, she and that Mamen Demon God had previously had a rather unpleasant falling out on the Yingzhou Island, so in the end, everyone chose the Scream House.

Hmm, and to everyone's surprise, they ended up picking the most treacherous one of all.

If she could do it over, Dorothy might have chosen to face that terrifying Great Demon God of Greed head-on.

And now, it seemed there was no need for "ifs"—she and her group had already arrived within that Great Demon God's domain.

Good grief, placing the holy land of the Vampire Witches not in their own territory, but in the domain of an Abyss Demon God—is that even allowed?

Thinking of the so-called "Returnist Faction" among the Vampire Witches that sought to return to the Abyss, the Dragon Witch felt there must be some unspeakable deal behind this.

Seeming to sense Dorothy's thoughts, Elizabeth, who was walking beside her, spoke up to offer a brief explanation.

"It's not some unspeakable deal, just a normal venue rental. This Mamen Paradise is one of the few areas not under the surveillance of the Demon King."

Although, as she kept talking, this cheap second aunt couldn't quite continue.

Wanting to evade the Demon King's surveillance—isn't that exactly what "unspeakable" means?

But there was no helping it; who told the Vampire Witches to have some personal grudges with the Demon King? They simply didn't want to bow their heads easily to this enemy.

Dorothy could understand the twisted pride of the Vampire Witches who refused to bow, and their choice wasn't exactly wrong; after all, Mamen Paradise was indeed outside the Demon King's surveillance.

The Abyss was a world of chaos yet also order, and the nature of demons was the same. Their nature was chaotic, doing as they pleased, and they were very indulgent, yet the social order of demons was incredibly strict, bound by a whole set of rigorous contractual rules.

Simply put, for demons, a contract was absolute. Within the contract, things were done according to the written rules; as for outside the contract...

If the rules didn't write it, then naturally, it was up to their own whims.

Hmm, it was very twisted.

And this twistedness was also the reason why demons were terrifying.

After all, a being that was obedient and hardworking one second could happily fork your stomach the next, and this was only because when you asked them to help feed you, you didn't specify the method, so they just shoved the fork with the food directly into your stomach.

A direct hit to the stomach—you tell me if that counts as feeding or not.

Demons were just like that; as long as the contract didn't explicitly forbid something, it was assumed to be allowed, and normal people found it very hard to understand the magical brain circuits of these chaotic goofballs.

Let alone normal people, in the Abyss, if your brain wasn't sharp enough and you left any loopholes for your subordinates, you would be backstabbed, usurped, and overthrown in a minute.

Therefore, those who could occupy high positions in the Abyss for a long time were either cunning to the extreme, calculating sages, or peerlessly powerful, capable of ignoring those little tricks and schemes.

Of course, most Great Demons were both; they were sages and also powerful beings...

Although the Abyss was now under the rule of the Demon King, and the Demon Gods were also subjects under the Demon King's command, everyone knew this could not be true loyalty.

The Demon King's current status stemmed from her victory in a wager against the various Demon Gods back then, so the Abyss demons had to honor her and submit to her during her term according to the contract.

But just like the God King's rule over Heaven and the Dragon King's rule over the Dragon Realm, the Demon King's rule over the Abyss was ultimately only temporary.

She couldn't spend too much time on these worldly powers that had no meaning to her anymore. Once her term ended, she would let go, and the Abyss would regain its freedom.

Even now, most of those Demon Gods were only submissive on the surface, while behind her back, they were constantly making little moves, always thinking about giving the Demon King a big surprise.

This was the instinct of demons, impossible to change.

Of course, the Demon King herself might enjoy this; who told her to be the biggest prankster of all?

The Demon King generally wouldn't casually spy on the Demon Gods' territories—not that she couldn't, she just didn't want to, otherwise, there would be no fun in playing the game.

Moreover, considering that after the Demon King, Senior Fan Ni, the King of the End, would take the throne, then once the Demon King got bored and abdicated, the Abyss might not have a future.

After all, the next Witch King was a mad king who constantly muttered, "This world is filthy." She would likely start by indiscriminately destroying the world and then rebuild a so-called pure and beautiful new world on the ruins.

And considering Senior's "unique" aesthetic...

The new world would certainly be very distinctive.

One could only say that although demons' brain circuits were magical, mentally ill patients were even more joyful.

Evil people were always afraid of madmen.

"Damn Qian Bao, I always feel like you're thinking of something rude again."

Above Dorothy's head, the invisible Witch Hat said with dissatisfaction.

"No way, no way, I was just lamenting the terror of demons."

The Dragon Witch responded with her mouth, but in her heart, she was lamenting that the intuition of the Witch King was truly terrifying.

"Hehe..."

Senior Hat would be a ghost if she believed her. After all, who didn't know that her own master was a big liar? This had been personally certified by the Sage of Lies.

But who told her to be good-looking while having a solid background? What else could she do? Of course, she chose to forgive her.

"You should be careful yourself. This Greed Demon God is a high-ranking existence among the Seven Original Sin Demon Gods, second only to Sloth and Pride. Oh, now we have to add one more."

"Forget it, I'm overthinking it. Damn Qian Bao, you can do as you please."

Senior Fan Ni had originally wanted to remind Dorothy to be careful of demons, but thinking of the unfathomable background behind her master, she felt she was just worrying for nothing. It was the Mamen Demon God on the other side who should be careful.

Hmm, a mere Demon God—you must serve this master well, otherwise, you're in for a rough time.

Dorothy: "..."

Senior, I also feel like you're thinking of something rude, okay?

However, she did take Senior's warning to heart and looked around with some vigilance...

With so many Grand Inquisitors coming together, it was impossible for the people of Mamen Paradise not to notice. She wondered if that Greed Demon God would think this was a provocation or something.

If Mamen really took action personally, their small group wouldn't be able to hold out. After all, strength at that level couldn't be defeated by human-sea tactics. Fortunately, the situation she feared didn't happen; the surroundings remained calm, with only the occasional laughter of tourists coming from the various amusement facilities in the park not far away.

This made Dorothy breathe a sigh of relief, and she finally had time to examine the building in front of her.

This should be the Holy Blood Hall of the vampires, but perhaps to fit the theme of the amusement park, the exterior looked a bit like a haunted house.

Hmm, a vampire-themed haunted house.

And Dorothy, who had originally wanted to step forward, paused her footsteps.

She had been a bit allergic to haunted houses lately. This wouldn't be another livestream waiting for her after she walked in, would it?

However, she soon stopped worrying, because as the mist that Camilla had turned into dissipated, they, having lost the cover of the vampire aura, instantly triggered the alarm of the Holy Blood Hall.

Consequently, the gate of the ancient castle, disguised as a haunted house, opened with a boom, and one after another, Vampire Witch guards swarmed out from the gate.

They had originally wanted to shout loudly to see who dared to trespass into the forbidden land of the vampires.

Although the Holy Blood Hall would disguise itself as a haunted house in the amusement park on weekdays and operate normally for outside tourists, that was only the surface world. The real Holy Blood Hall, that is, this space hidden in the inner world, was a place that only Vampire Witches could enter and exit; there was no possibility of tourists accidentally wandering in.

Now that someone had entered without notice, they were definitely intruders, and trespassers...

The Vampire Witch guards had just wanted to say that trespassers would die, but as soon as they walked out the door and looked at the forty-plus black-robed figures opposite them...

Oh my god, Inquisitors, and they were all Grand Inquisitors...

The guard witches were suddenly stunned, and then cold sweat poured down. They felt that they might have slept too long in the castle and were still in a dream.

Since when were Grand Inquisitors so cheap, and even forming groups to take on missions?

And the Grand Inquisitors behind Dorothy, seeing this, all revealed smiles.

Hehe, sisters, sweating, aren't you?

There was no need for Dorothy to give orders; the Grand Inquisitors started to step forward one by one with smiles.

Do you know why Inquisitors always wear masks? Besides hiding their identities, it was actually to hide their smiles.

After all, merit, points—it was rare to have a heavyweight mission; shouldn't they hurry up and farm points?

Not to mention that this mission was issued by that Grand Inquisitor Hei Wuchang. Whether they could catch the eye of that mysterious big shot depended on their performance today.

In short, the scene that followed was so beautiful that Dorothy didn't dare to look.

Although the defensive forces the Vampire Witches had set up in the Holy Blood Hall were already very strong, and those guard witches were all at least Great Witches, and the leaders were all Counts, unfortunately, the vast majority of the Grand Inquisitors present could solo this configuration...

So, that could no longer be called a battle; it could only be called a one-sided ravaging, a peerless mowing of grass, heroes clearing minions.

And perhaps it was the desperate screams of these poor guards that alarmed the real experts in the castle. Suddenly, more than twenty powerful auras awakened violently.

Hmm, the intensity had increased, the heavyweights had arrived. These twenty-plus auras were all Hou Jue-level; these were the real mid-level guardians of the Holy Blood Hall.

It was just a pity that this still had no use.

When these dozen or so sleeping Marquises had just lifted their coffin lids, what awaited them were forty-plus pairs of eyes eager to farm points.

Laugh to death, Vampire Marquises were indeed experts, but the Grand Inquisitors of the Inquisition were even more elite. In a one-on-one duel, the latter would likely win easily, not to mention that the latter had more people now...

Ah ah ah...

A dozen screams soon rang out. These poor Marquises didn't even have time to close their coffin lids and pretend to be dead before they were dragged out of their coffins one by one by the Grand Inquisitors and beaten up, beaten like dogs.

And Dorothy, who had originally been eager for battle, couldn't grab any monsters because she was too weak, which made the Dragon Witch tremble with cold for a while.

Fortunately, these were just appetizers; the real main course was still in the deepest part of the castle.

Dorothy didn't dwell on whether it was a haunted house or not anymore. She strode into the ancient castle, passed through various buildings, and finally arrived at the main hall of the castle, which was the real Holy Blood Hall.

Then, she kicked open the ancient and heavy hall door, and the space behind the door was instantly revealed.

Hmm, actually, there was nothing particularly amazing. Behind the door was a somewhat empty hall. In the center of the hall seemed to be an altar, and surrounding a table in the center of the altar, thirteen coffins were placed in order.

Thirteen coffins, this corresponded to the thirteen Dukes.

However, five of these coffins were already open. Two of them should be those of the Long Luoli grandmother and that Grand Duke Ventrue, while the other three were the three rotating Grand Dukes who should have been responsible for managing the internal affairs of the Vampire Witches.

These three Vampire Grand Dukes weren't running around either. At this moment, they were sitting on the three thrones in the deepest part of the hall, dozing off, and perhaps they were awakened by the movement of the Home Witch kicking the door open.

Three pairs of old, turbid eyes slowly opened, and then looked toward her side.

The Dragon Witch's gaze met theirs just like that.

"Wow, sorry, sorry, I disturbed the elders' sleep, but it doesn't matter, soon everyone will be able to have a good sleep. I mean the kind of good sleep that lasts forever."

Dorothy apologized, but the clown mask on her face with a smile reaching her ears really didn't show any sincerity, only making people more and more furious.

And the three Grand Dukes on the thrones didn't say anything upon hearing this, but terrifying magic power steamed up. The overwhelming magic pressure, enough to crush a normal Great Witch directly to death, crushed toward her just like that, and the Dragon Witch's ears also heard the sound of waves coming from the rolling blood river.

To be honest, even in a one-on-one fight, she couldn't beat any one of them, let alone three together. However, seeing that the magic pressure was about to reach her, Dorothy didn't mean to dodge.

And just as that magic pressure had blown Dorothy's hair, making her full head of black hair spread out in all directions, a burst of magic pressure came from behind her, helping the Dragon Witch block this pressure.

Of course, this newly arrived magic pressure was obviously no match for the three Grand Dukes opposite, and it looked like it was about to be crushed, but then another burst of magic pressure was added.

Subsequently, one after another, magic power rose, and one after another, magic pressure rose from behind. These dozens of bursts of magic pressure formed an invisible shield in front of Dorothy, pushing back the pressure of the three awakened Grand Dukes.

And at this time, Dorothy slowly tied her hair, which had just been blown into a mess, into a simple ponytail. She didn't look at the three increasingly angry Dukes, but cast her gaze toward the top of the round table.

There, a crystal-clear red diamond was floating in mid-air.

It was clearly just a gemstone, but Dorothy only took one look and heard the sound of the ocean in her ears.

This must be the real Ancestor Blood Diamond itself.

The Dragon Witch thought to herself.

Finally, she withdrew her gaze from the mesmerizing diamond and looked at the three people on the throne.

"Everyone, the Inquisition invites you. It's time to hit the road. You are all big shots with status, so please be decent."

The Dragon Witch advised. End of chapter.

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