Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 593  Precious Land

It should be noted that all masters must sleep with one eye open, including the Princes of the underworld. Why? Because if you\'re not careful, you will be the stepping stone of your subordinates. That they don\'t attack, doesn\'t mean they don\'t wish to. In the underworld, only strength can guarantee your survival. Like Charlington, she knew that if she so much as attempted to go against her master with her current abilities, death would be the only outcome now. He\'ll, even if she teamed up with everyone in here, they won\'t be able to overpower their master. So why try and risk starting back at square one again?

One must know that if another underworld creature kills another creature, the dead one will get reborn in the abyss without memories of their past. And then, they have to start the grueling task of surviving and crawling out again. Do you know how many tens, hundreds and thousands of years it will take them to get back to where they are now? At that time, they can kiss their dream of surpassing their master, goodbye. Heck! Will they even remember that they had a master in the first place? Charlington stared at her master, feeling envy, jealousy and all other unwilling emotions corrode her heart once more. Of course, another reason why she detested her master, was because her Master was not a true breed like herself. …

Laying on a massive bed beside Charlington, was a stunning girl with pale winter skin and rosy cheeks. She had a body that made men instinctively wish to protect her. Her eyes were large and mesmerizing, and her features very doll-like, despite her height not being short.

She was slender and extremely breathtaking, with long silver hair and eyes that kept switching from brown to red. The girl chuckled when seeing the fleeting hate in Charlington\'s eyes. "A worm will always be a worm… remember that Charlington." "Yes, Mistress. This lowly worm will always engrave your teachings in her heart." Charlington said so verbally, but in her heart, she spoke another thing. \'B**ch! How dare you call me a worm? I am of pure Vampire blood, and you are nothing but a half breed with Siren blood running through your veins!\' \'You think you\'re better than me? Dammit! The Abyss is unfair! Why will the abyss give such a half-breed so much talent that allows her to surpass me?\' UNFAIR! UNFAIR! The Abyss is too unfair against her. Typically, half-breeds of any kind are typically less powerful than full breeds. The Abyss will sometimes mix and match different breeds when birthing underworld creatures. For example, you can one day see a half-Minotaur half-Hydra. Typically, such a half-breed should have a less cultivation speed than a normal Minotaur or Hydra. However, the Abyss sometimes like playing games on them, giving these half-breeds overpowered capabilities. Within is the situation with the lady before Charlington. Charlington\'s master was a half-Vampire half-Grudge Siren. For 8000 years, her master has fed off the grudges of several women who went crazy from jealousy when seeing their husbands and sons fight to protect her. Some husband\'s even divorced their wives, hoping to be with her lady. But you see, the lady doesn\'t enjoy the essence of these men. No… The grudges these women bear against the lady is part of what feeds her soul and power. Fear, pain, fury, rage.. she absorbed so much from these ladies, making them grow insane to the point where they get locked up in asylums for all sorts of causes. Their emotions become too unstable due to jealousy, and they then act erratically, pushing them deeper and deeper into despair. And when they are at their peak, she appears in the night, like the half-Vampire she is, and sucks their blood so much she almost drains them dry. But now, now,... She can\'t kill them. Keeping them alive and ill to watch her victory, also makes their fury grow brighter. It was like nursing plants or livestock. She would appear again and again, hunting them in their dreams while she sucked away their blood that was filled with the good essence of hate she now desired. Of course, she sometimes feasted on men, but truth be told, no man could hate like a woman. A single woman\'s scorn was enough to burn a forest.

Men were just too bland for her tasting. No wonder all those old vampires liked sucking the blood of females. Hey, even she found herself hooked and drunk from their emotions. … n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Charlington, I just received word from my Master…" Indeed, everyone has a boss they must answer to. And for the Wilting Rose Lady, hers was Vice President Doyle of Vardos. Alicia tilted her head playfully when recalling her master\'s words. "Charlington, the land at Lockplace… we must acquire it!" Alicia didn\'t know why her master needed it, but it must have been one of the orders from the Princes before they left the world. Her Master, although the strongest now in the world, was actually an underdog way behind many others. That\'s right. Doyle was an underdog to another Demon, who was equally an underdog to another greater demon, who was again, one of Beelzebub\'s left hand demons. The chain of command was long. Nonetheless, the orders must have come from the very top. So of course it must be done to perfection! "No matter the cost, that land must be ours!!!"