Prison cell.
With a muffled "thud."
Necro tossed the female onto the ground without rcy.
With only a thin layer of straw beneath her, Shen Tang almost collided straight into the cold, hard wall, grimacing in pain as shallow bruises appeared on her arms and legs.
"If you won’t behave alive, then beco a living corpse, staying by my side forever!"
Necro showed no pity as he bent down and grabbed her by the jaw, sharp teeth piercing her fair skin, biting harshly at her neck.
"Ugh..."
As the skin was pierced, a shiver ran through her, and Shen Tang’s lips released a soft, involuntary moan. She could clearly feel her blood rapidly flowing away, yet felt no pain.
A strange scent seed to linger in her nostrils, montarily making her forget the pain, her gaze becoming dazed.
Deep down, an uncontrollable longing arose—just wanting to be drained dry by this man...
Realizing the horror of this thought, Shen Tang abruptly snapped back, shoving the man away.
Necro was caught off guard, staggering back several steps.
His eyes turned redder, not with the tyrannical crimson seen on the battlefield, but with a bright, vibrant glow, like resplendent red gems.
In those eyes glead the joy of consuming high-quality blood!
But only for an instant.
The sharp teeth at Necro’s lips slowly retracted, a trace of red blood lingering at the corner of his mouth, which he wiped away as he coldly glared at her with those red eyes.
Interrupting a blood clan’s feeding was akin to forcibly halting a male at the height of his passion!
Shen Tang touched her neck, her hand turning red, disregarding the injury to quickly use her Healing Ability to recover, then looked at Necro.
His severe injuries were also healing rapidly.
Necro clearly noticed as well.
His eyes flashed a mont of surprise, turning to deeper greed, stepping forward to seize her, intending to feed again.
Shen Tang fiercely bit his arm.
Necro sucked in a breath, his face darkening, speaking arrogantly, "Your resistance is useless to , this is punishnt!"
Still the sa arrogant and conceited deanor.
This was why Shen Tang could never like him.
She sneered and replied, "Punishnt? It’s just your excuse cloaked in dignity!"
Necro’s face suddenly darkened, emotions surging in his eyes like an impending storm, "What did you say?"
Shen Tang fearlessly t his gaze, no longer showing any signs of fear.
She admitted to emotionally betraying him first, initially wanting to talk things over peacefully, retreating ti and again, but Necro was unwilling to communicate, even severely injuring Xiao Jin and them.
Shen Tang’s patience had worn thin.
"Don’t you find your talk of love ridiculous? You claim to love Xiao Cui Hua, but is it really her you love? Who you love, is it the true Xiao Cui Hua, or is it the pure and loyal shadow in your mind? She can be Xiao Cui Hua or Xiao Ruhua, she might even be a blade of grass!"
"And my existence shatters that beautiful dream in your mind, does it not? You’ve never truly loved the real Xiao Cui Hua, you just want a perfect female that matches your desires."
Necro’s pupils contracted sharply, his teeth clenched, roaring in anger, "You’re courting death!"
He grabbed her neck, seemingly intending to strangle her on the spot, yet didn’t due to her being the host of the top-grade healing blood.
Shen Tang knew that this card kept her alive, and she defiantly pushed further, "If you truly loved Xiao Cui Hua, you should have wished for her to live well, not to fly into a rage upon deception after her ’rebirth’... But of course, you only felt true emotion at the mont of her ’death’."
"If she hadn’t died, in your heart she would have been just a delightful plaything. Once the novelty wore off, Xiao Cui Hua and other senseless females dead by your hand would be no different!"
"Is this what you call love?"
Necro’s chest heaved violently, yet he could not say a word.
Shen Tang did not believe Necro truly loved Xiao Cui Hua.
He was never one for deep feelings, surrounded by countless females, even the guilt and tenderness towards Xiao Cui Hua would fade after a year, no longer affecting his career and life. At most she would be a nostalgic fleeting mory, like white moonlight.
His desire for revenge stemd from the resentnt of shattered beauty, and fury from being completely fooled by a female as the leader of the rebel army.
Shen Tang closed her eyes briefly, opened them again, a cold laugh escaping her lips as she recalled, "And you still hope I’ll fall for you? Do you rember the pain inflicted by those many cuts, the agony that surpassed death—and you were the executioner watching coldly by! What qualifies you for my love?"
"Back then, all I had for you was hatred!"
The last veils between them was completely torn.
Shen Tang finally voiced the words she had kept inside for ages.
"Fine, rember what you said today, don’t regret it!"
Only hatred?
Then let her hate him thoroughly!
Necro’s gaze seed ready to dismber her, yet he ultimately could not kill her—a living blood source was far more valuable than a dead one.
"You’ll spend your later years here, I will make you wish you were dead."
Leaving those words behind, Necro stord off.
Upon exiting the prison gates, he ordered North, "Lock her up, no one is to touch her, violators will be killed on the spot."
North’s heart raced, casting a glance into the cell, hesitating before speaking, "Since the leader knows she deceived you, why keep her?"
North was skillful at reading situations, quick-witted, or he wouldn’t hold Necro’s trust.
Half observing, half guessing, he roughly pieced together the drama—the foreign monarch was likely the erstwhile disguised Xiao Cui Hua.
Necro squinted, the blood color in his eyes yet to fade, "The female with top-tier Healing Ability Zaxxis spoke of, was her."
North suddenly understood.
Necro ruthlessly continued, "Send two beastn to slice her wrists daily, extracting two bowls of blood. If a drop is missing, they’ll answer with their lives."
"But don’t let her die! I want her to be my blood reservoir, alive yet wishing for death."
North felt dread; this female would suffer terribly.
Yet his face revealed nothing, only bowing in compliance, "Yes, sir."
Necro never glanced back at the prison, turning toward the palace.
Coldly he thought, how could a female, especially a pampered princess, endure such torture?
Once she could no longer bear it, she would naturally beg for rcy.
He eagerly anticipated the day she would beg him for forgiveness!
Necro also did not worry about Shen Tang escaping.
She valued that seed greatly, as long as the seed remained in his hands, she would never escape easily.
Thinking this, he intended to retrieve the seed from space, but suddenly realized—
The seed was gone?!
His face changed drastically, and after searching thoroughly, confird Fu Teng’s seed had indeed vanished.
At that mont, Necro suddenly recalled his essence blood disappearing inexplicably before.
It was clearly the work of the sa person!
Necro imdiately returned to the prison cell, only to find his captive had already fled.
Only the broken chains on the ground remained.
Necro’s face darkened to the extre, and as he prepared to pursue, he suddenly sensed sothing, his face changing again, hurriedly turning in another direction.
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