On a moonlit night with stars glittering in the sky, fireflies danced in the air. Under the moonlight, the figure of Qizhou appeared lonely and desolate.

As night fell, Qizhou passed a cup of hangover tea to Iris, who was fast asleep.

"King, wake up! Drink some hangover tea," Qizhou said.

Seeing no response from Iris who was sound asleep, Qizhou drank the hangover tea by himself and muttered, "It tastes not bad!"

"My hands... don't... cut off my limbs..." Iris's forehead was sweating profusely, and she kept murmuring in her sleep, as if she had had a nightmare.

Hearing Iris murmuring, Qizhou was startled and looked over at her.

Iris's eyes were tightly closed, her forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was pale, looking extremely haggard.

"Wang, what's wrong?" Qizhou whispered.

Iris didn't respond, and continued to murmur in her sleep.

"My hands... don't do it, Your Majesty, don't... cut off my hand. I... didn't... plot against my grandmother..."

"Wang..." Qizhou lightly stroked Iris's hair, feeling a pang of tenderness in his heart. "Wang, don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you."

As the night grew thicker, the moon shone brightly outside the window, and the stars sprinkled over the earth.

Qizhou sat next to Iris all night without sleeping.

The next day, when the morning light shone into the room, Iris opened her eyes and felt like her stomach was being burned.

Looking around, Iris muttered, "Where am I?

And why am I back in the vampire form? My head hurts so much! It must be the consequence of drinking too much last night..."

After speaking, Iris rubbed her aching head.

"Wang, drink a cup of hangover tea. It'll make your body feel better," Qizhou handed a cup of tea to Iris, speaking softly.

Iris didn't take the tea from Qizhou's hand, but looked at him with a vigilant look.

"Wang, don't be nervous. I'm the seventh-ranked demon general under your command, Qizhou. This is a hotel," Qizhou explained.

"How do I prove it?" Iris questioned.

Qizhou smiled slightly and immediately transformed into a demon form.

A pair of white bone wings appeared behind Qizhou, he held a sharp white sickle, two horns grew from his head, his burly body exuded a cold and bloody atmosphere, and his pair of red eyes were filled with a cold-blooded killing intent.

Qizhou smiled slightly, revealing his sharp and icy teeth. "Now, Wang, you can relax."

Seeing Qizhou's transformation, Iris was shocked. She didn't expect that what the Chaos said was true. She had always thought of it as just a story, but seeing Qizhou transform in front of her eyes was quite shocking.

"Wang, drink the hangover tea. It'll ease the burning sensation in your stomach," Qizhou handed the hangover tea to Iris again.

"Okay!" Iris nodded slightly and took the tea from Qizhou's hand.

After drinking the hangover tea, Iris felt much better both physically and mentally.

"Wang, why don't you go take a shower first? I'll call you out for breakfast later," Qizhou said.

"Okay!" Iris answered. After all, she smelled of alcohol all over her body.

"Wang, here's the new pajamas I got for you this morning. Please make do with them for now," Qizhou said, taking out a brand new set of pajamas from his pocket and handing them to Iris.

Looking at the clothes, Iris's face showed a surprised expression. She never expected that Qizhou would prepare clothes for her. This subordinate is indeed very thoughtful.

"Wang, I'll go prepare breakfast for you," Qizhou said.

"Okay, thank you," Iris said.

"You're welcome, Wang."

After speaking, Qizhou closed the door and left the bedroom.

After Qizhou left, Iris entered the bathroom and looked at her newly grown right arm, murmuring to herself, "This dark red right arm doesn't match the white left hand.

Forget it, it's okay to have a right hand again. It's much better than being a disabled person."

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Qizhou walked alone into the wilderness, looking for prey. Of course, the prey was not a monster, but a human.

Qizhou arrived at the wilderness and targeted a group of adventurers, each of whom held a bow and arrow, wore armor, and carried shield-shaped defenses. They seemed to be a group of well-trained adventurers.

They saw a Soul-Eating Spider rushing towards them from a distance, and they drew their swords and shot out sharp blades, killing the Soul-Eating Spider.Niqiuzhou charged forward with a white sickle in hand, swinging it towards one of the adventurers. The adventurer ducked and dodged, but couldn't compare to Niqiuzhou's speed with the sickle. With one swift motion, the adventurer's head was cleanly severed from his body. Niqiuzhou continued to mercilessly harvest the lives of these adventurers like a grim reaper.

The soul capturing spider tried to run away, but Niqiuzhou glared at it and it instantly fell limp, trembling and unable to move at all. Soon enough, all of the adventurers were killed and Niqiuzhou extracted their blood using nutrient bags and syringes.

After filling five bags with the blood, Niqiuzhou looked towards the spider and commanded, "Clean all of this up, or you'll be dead!" His pupils glinted with a blood-red light.

The spider nodded, still shaking with fear. Once Niqiuzhou had opened his white bone wings, he flew away. As the spider watched Niqiuzhou's receding figure, it shuddered and hastily started to eat the adventurers' corpses.

For magical beasts, they could absorb the magic energy within a human's body to help themselves become stronger. Similarly, humans could use the body of magical beasts to forge armor and weapons. The magic core inside a magical beast's body was a rare material for humans, and they could use it to forge magic tools and equipment.

Using magic cores could also enhance the strength of summoned beasts, but cores were hard to come by. Magical beasts would destroy their own cores before dying, and after all their hard work in cultivation, they wouldn't give humans a cheap deal.

As Niqiuzhou walked on, he thought about how the king's right hand was dark red, indicating that she was a reincarnation of the demon emperor. Moreover, the king's power was weaker at the moment, and if she was targeted by any of the other angel reincarnations, it could be troublesome.

During the last war, two angels had not died in battle. They were the angel of slaughter and the angel of healing, who had established a church and integrated into human society. Niqiuzhou couldn't kill them both, since the angel of slaughter was only slightly weaker in ranking than himself. It would be difficult to kill her in a short period of time, and if the angel of healing arrived on the battlefield, he would definitely die.

Niqiuzhou entered a clothing store and picked out some gloves for Iris. "Hmm... the king is hungry," he thought as he bought whatever was expensive. Unlike Iris, who was in dire need of money, Niqiuzhou spent lavishly. After all, he was the national teacher of the Sun Moon Empire. In fact, everything in the Sun Moon Empire needed his approval to proceed. As for the king, she had already been overthrown and was only a nominal ruler.

Niqiuzhou finished shopping and returned to the hotel. "King, I'm back," he said as he pushed open the door. "King, this is your breakfast," Niqiuzhou handed Iris a bag of blood and a straw.

As Iris sucked on the blood, she couldn't help but notice how fresh it was, like it had just been taken from a person's body. "Niqiuzhou, did you kill someone?" Iris asked with a furrowed brow.

"Yes, fresh blood is vital for your healthy growth. It doesn't matter if people die," Niqiuzhou replied in an extremely calm tone.

"Did you leave any traces, like a magical aura?" Iris asked.

"No, I killed them in one stroke with my sickle, and I had a spider magical beast eat all the bodies," Niqiuzhou said.

Hearing this, Iris breathed a sigh of relief. She had been most worried about leaving behind some kind of trace of the killing, as she had done similar things when she was younger, and it could be troublesome if caught.

"These are the clothes I bought for you, King," Niqiuzhou said as he took out each piece of clothing, shoes, socks, and hair accessories from his storage space.

Seeing all these expensive clothes and shoes, Iris was shocked. Niqiuzhou had bought so many clothes for her, and each one was worth a fortune, some even reaching tens of thousands of Belles.

At the same time, Iris was amazed by Niqiuzhou's wealth. "I didn't know what style of clothing you would like, so I bought everything in the mall that would suit you," Niqiuzhou said.

"If you want, King, you can try on a few pieces," he suggested."Mhmm!" Iris nodded.

Iris picked a black dress and went to the bathroom to change. The dress had many lace edges and was embroidered with golden silk roses on the hem, which made her look elegant. The size was perfect as well, and Iris looked at herself in the mirror, feeling satisfied.

However, her right hand was dark red and looked somewhat out of place, making her appearance a bit awkward.

Iris walked out of the bathroom and glanced at Qi Zhou, who was standing at the door. Then she went to the dressing table to comb her hair.

"This outfit suits the King well." Qi Zhou smiled and walked over.

Qi Zhou crouched down to help Iris put on her socks and shoes.

"Qi Zhou, is there something strange about my hand?" Iris whispered to Qi Zhou.

"A little." Qi Zhou replied.

Then he took out black elbow gloves and said, "King, your right hand should not be exposed to the public, especially since your strength is weaker, and you cannot protect yourself." As he spoke, Qi Zhou helped Iris put on the gloves.

"Why?" Iris asked curiously.

"Your right hand is proof of the identity of the Demon Emperor. In the last big battle, there were still two surviving angels, the Angel of Slaughter and the Angel of Healing. The Angel of Slaughter's strength exceeds mine, and once they discover your identity as the Demon Emperor, they will definitely pursue and kill you. As a subordinate, I cannot fight against two angels alone. If I encounter them, I will fight to protect you with my life. At that time, you should run as fast as possible, whether or not I am still alive." Qi Zhou looked at Iris seriously, speaking earnestly.

"I understand." Iris nodded.

"Since the Angel of Slaughter and the Angel of Healing have been alive for so long, they should know about the Black Lock. Why don't they confiscate them?" Iris asked.

"Angels cannot detect it, and ordinary humans can only exert ten percent of the Black Lock's power. I remember the most powerful human who had used your Black Lock killed a vampire. They only managed to use fifteen percent of its power, and that human died within a week because the Black Lock sucked their life force." Qi Zhou explained.

"Was the vampire male or female, and what did they look like?" Iris asked.

Qi Zhou thought for a moment and replied, "Male, and they looked somewhat similar to you, Your Majesty."

"I see." By now, Iris had a pretty good idea in her mind.