Claus raised his eyebrows in curiosity. He couldn't believe that Maser had also done such a kind thing, a vampire doing good every day? "So you said you went to stop them?"

Maser nodded, this is one of the most correct things he did in his life, he has never been so clear about it before, "Kyran learnt the details of the harvest ceremony from Sophie, ever since his nephew Shawn was slaughtered in the church, you know his personality, he is extremely hurt and blaming himself .. Due to a personal matter, he left this place before the Sacrifice. However, before he left, he still found me and told me to stop the Sacrifice. He knew that I had the ability to do so. "

"Father Kyran is very smart, he knows you don't want the witches to become stronger .. You are enemies. " Claus had directly brought out his fear of witches and they had always maintained a subtle peace.

"Yes, and you know, I am the one who most cannot tolerate people bullying children," Maser was the same as Claus, he was never one to lie or act hypocritically, he did not like the occupation of witches at all, "So I did as I said, but, I did not expect that I was a step too late. In the chaos of battle, Monica was still killed, and the only offerings left was Davina."

Maser thought back to Davina's expression at that time, like a wild beast that had been stabbed, and its blood red eyes were filled with fighting spirit, tears flowing down its face, as though it would evaporate in the next second and turn into anger. In that moment, Maser was deeply shocked by her.

He did not hesitate to save her, and in his heart, he swore to protect Davina well.

Davina was the other one who was his shadow, his little warrior — his little angel.

Claus deeply understood that perhaps he had saved his current enemy for the exact same reason back then.

Maser seemed to have a boundless nostalgia, his tone turned and turned a few times as he said to Claus, "Seeing Davina resist, is a very strange feeling. She did not submit to this massacre easily, she is so strong that she does not seem like a child, do you understand?"

Claus stood up and hugged Maser's shoulders. He said with a low and gentle voice, "I understand, Marcellus, my little warrior."

Maser knew that Claus would understand him, because he was the same as Davina before, there was only fighting spirit left in him.

Maser quietly lowered his head, confessing to Claus. His tone was dry and funny, "Actually, I feel that she and I are the same kind of people."

Really? Claus laughed, we are all of the same kind of people. In fact, we are all the same kind of monsters.

Such a strong and pathetic monster!

"Yes, as you can see, I have become a monster," Davina said to Elijah while smiling.

Maser brought her to the small pavilion and locked her inside, because her existence was a type of threat.

Elijah was very sure that he had placed both his hands on Davina's shoulders. After exchanging glances with her, he said with an absolutely resolute and decisive tone, "You are not a monster, and no one is willing to be called a monster by any child!"

Monster!

His little brother, was also called a monster by his father, and he was beaten violently. But, it was obvious, at the beginning, that Claus was such a naive and clear, clean child.

Elijah could not help but gasp for breath, as if he was also starting to be affected by Davina and her power was slowly losing control.

Davina shook her head and reached out with her hands. Her fingertips moved slightly and the originally messy room regained its order under her Perception. It was even faster and more automatic than what she had imagined.

Davina spread out his hands and placed them flat in front of Elijah. It was only a pair of small white hands, with distinct joints and pink/tender flesh, "Look, I have everyone's power now. Every girl that died, will release their power onto the next girl.

There were some powers on Davina's body that did not belong to her. According to the rules of the ceremony, these powers should have been released back to the Earth to worship the power of the witches' ancestors.

Elijah was curious. It seems that this crazy witch had a practical foundation, and the 'Reaping Sacrifice' worked, so the Reaping Sacrifice worked?

She turned around and hugged the blanket lazily, not wanting to see Elijah's probing and sympathetic face, "This part is indeed effective. I also know that I should be killed to complete the harvest sacrifice. Her expression slowly started to distort, Elijah dodged agilely, Davina's power was becoming more and more tyrannical.

Davina's tone turned mournful, "However, they hid the truth of how they tried to kill us. How would I know if the rebirth they spoke of was true? If they die, there's nothing left. They lied to me .. Most importantly, I do not wish to die. "

Therefore, when Maser appeared, he grabbed her hope tightly. His fighting spirit told her that they needed to live together.

Strength was a double-edged sword, Davina had tasted the sweetness, now, she knew, she would definitely pay the same price.

It was as though she was a painting that was scattered across the floor. The evil force was irresistible.

Elijah took a step back. He chose to silently guard by the side, waiting for Davina to calm down. What she needed was only time.

Perhaps, after reaching the beginning, every monster could only pray to survive, to survive without caring about anything else!