Moon Goddess

As dusk approached, in a detached villa on the outskirts of London, Amelia began her daily routine of changing clothes. There was no particular reason; it was simply a part of her life, a way to cope with her long lifespan, and she had grown accustomed to it.

Russell watched the whole thing and thought to himself that Amelia's aristocratic ways were incurable. The situation had deteriorated to such an extent that instead of thinking about how to salvage it, she had the leisure to change clothes here.

However, considering that she deliberately gave out freebies, I won't hold it against her!

Besides the two people, there were 12 vampires in the villa. The ultraviolet weapons were lethal. Amelia's subordinates from the America were being hunted by Werewolf, so this was all that was left.

She has already sent orders back to the America to mobilize a large number of people to come to London as soon as possible. Now that she has made it clear that she has turned against him, there is no need to continue pretending.

After Amelia changed her clothes, Russell took off his sunglasses. "So, did you find the person I was looking for?"

Amelia sat down gracefully, crossing her long legs, and said slowly, "I don't understand why you want to find a human doctor. What's so special about him?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just tell me if there's any news yet!"

"The information you provided is too vague; we have no leads yet..."

As Amelia spoke, she ordered someone to bring in the collected intelligence; the stacks of documents were more than 100 percent complete.

Russell placed the documents on the table and began to skim through them, searching for the male lead in the movie.

Russell had forgotten what the man looked like, or rather, he hadn't paid any attention to it. After all, the English rose was stunning throughout the entire film, and only a gay man would care what the male lead looked like.

However, he vaguely remembered the male protagonist's surname, and as long as he could see the other person's information, he could confirm who it was.

The reason for choosing the male protagonist as the entry point is because of his bloodline, a precious bloodline that allows for the hybridization of vampires and Werewolf, breaking through racial barriers.

Perfect Blood!

Lucian, the Werewolf leader, had been biding his time for a century. After learning of this secret, he had been searching for the owner of this bloodline.

As the strongest Werewolf at present, he has no need to search for Werewolf bloodlines, but on the vampire side, he has set his sights on Amelia, one of the Grand Elder.

The reason, upon closer examination, might be that you should pick the softest persimmons!

Lucian knew he was no match for Viktor, Marcus was out of the question, so it could only be Amelia.

Russell's plan was very simple: now that Amelia was in his hands, if he got the male lead, Lucian would definitely come knocking on his door, and a new ally would be his.

He didn't plan to rush into Blood Castle and kill the sleeping Marcus directly, because it would be too easy, and he was afraid that doing so would result in the mission being deemed a failure.

Therefore, it's better to play it safe and wait for Marcus to wake up from his slumber before engaging him in a one-on-one duel.

Anyway, Marcus's level is just so-so. He's only a pair of wings longer than Amelia and Viktor. Whether he's awake or asleep makes little difference. He can easily finish the battle when it's thundering or raining.

Since this World Quest is easy and simple, let's use it to practice and get familiar with how to be a successful behind-the-scenes boss... cough cough, how to sit in the back and coordinate the overall situation.

Seeing Russell flipping through the documents at a glance, some of which he would only look at once before putting them aside, Amelia didn't ask any further questions and stood by with her arms crossed, waiting.

"Found him! It's him!"

Amelia stepped forward and saw Russell pointing to a photograph. The photograph showed a smiling blond young man, whose name, according to the file, was Michael Cowen!

"Russell, what's so special about him?" Amelia's curiosity was piqued. He's a handsome boy; he must taste good.

"It's not clear yet, but..."

Russell paused, an idea popping into his head. "Come on, I'll take you hunting!"

"Wait, let me change my clothes first."

Russell: "..."

This can wait!

The continuous rain in London lasted until noon today. Dark clouds lingered in the sky, and the damp air made people feel uncomfortable.

At the hospital entrance, a black sedan pulled in, and Russell, dressed in a black priest's robe, stepped out. Beside him stood Amelia, wearing a long black leather trench coat, her long hair tied back. Her cool and arrogant demeanor drew attention even in the hospital.

Front desk.

"Hello, we're looking for Dr. Michael. Where is he right now?"

The Nurse Sister on the night shift glanced at Amelia with a hint of envy. "Do you need to see Michael?"

Russell smiled and said, "No, we're his friends. We arranged to pick him up after work and wanted to say hello."

"What a coincidence, two of Michael's friends were also looking for him just now..." the Nurse Sister said, flipping through the duty roster. "He's on the seventh floor right now... wait, where did he go? He's gone again?"

Someone is looking for Michael, and they've come a step ahead of time. If it's really Michael's friend, that's fine, but the worst-case scenario is that the person looking for him is Werewolf.

"It's all your fault, why did it take so long to change clothes?" Russell complained in the elevator.

"Ha, that's not what you said back then!"

Russell, not wanting to continue this boring topic, decisively chose to shut up. The two walked out of the elevator, and Michael's office was empty.

A gust of cold wind blew in, Russell quickly walked to the window, looking down at the two burly black men carrying the unconscious Michael and throwing him into the back seat.

Russell was about to jump down to chase after him when suddenly a gust of wind came from above... Someone had jumped off the building.

In my line of sight, first I saw two strong, taut long legs, then a slender waist encased in a leather jacket; the middle part is hard to describe. In short, it's a back view that's so indescribable that it would keep me awake at night if described in too much detail.

"Selene, what is she doing here?"

Amelia looked down at the beautiful figure, her expression grave as she gazed at the Werewolf's car. The Werewolf was looking for Michael, Russell was looking for him, and even a vampire was involved. This person was definitely suspicious.

"Amelia, what did you say her name was?"

"Your smile is so lewd..."

The female vampire who fell from the sky is Selene, an elite warrior among the Death Walker, who is known by her people as the 'Goddess of the Moon Goddess'.

The title did not come from her cold and beautiful appearance, which was as noble as moonlight, but from her name.

Selene, a descendant of giants, is the Roman goddess of the Moon Goddess.

In the parking lot, the two sides exchanged fire briefly. The Werewolf drove away quickly, and Selene followed closely behind in her car.

"Let's go, let's follow them!"

Unexpectedly, Amelia was more anxious than Russell, and she picked him up and jumped out of the seventh-floor window.

The wind howled, and the two landed steadily. The vampire could not jump from the first floor to the seventh floor, but he could do it with ease, as if he had a skill that halved his weight when he fell, which was very puzzling.

"Give me a heads-up next time you jump down. You almost scared me to death." Russell said, clearly annoyed, as he removed his hands from Amelia's chest and buttocks and strode over to the car.

Amelia rolled her eyes and got into the passenger seat. Russell started the car and followed the taillights.

The streets were much quieter tonight than last night, with fewer hurried pedestrians. Russell followed at a leisurely pace, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Werewolf's car gradually moved towards the suburbs.

At a Green Lantern ahead, Russell suddenly slammed on the brakes. Amelia was taken aback. "What are you doing? Why are you following traffic rules at a time like this?"

"Of course, I'm a law-abiding citizen. Don't worry, no one can shake me off on the street."

Russell gave a calm, Old Driver smile, opened the car door, and walked into a roadside shop... well, a 24-hour unmanned shop.