Magnus looked at the other people in the hall; these were his death warriors, who would accompany him to challenge the absolute authority of the IMF in the inner world in five days.
Their performance would even affect his life and safety, and needed appropriate appeasement. "Fellow men, just drinking wine won't do. Krud! Bring out my collection and use the freshest blood to give everyone a send-off!"
When ten terrified humans were brought into the hall, all the vampires' eyes lit up instantly. The greed in their eyes was palpable.
A second later, the hall was filled with screams, the smell of blood, and the sound of flesh tearing.
Magnus stood on a round table, looking down at the taotie feast before him.
"Everyone, as long as we succeed with the plan, we'll have as much blood feast like this as we want!"
As soon as his words dropped, the excited cheers from the crowd almost blew the ceiling off.
