Finally, Hespera wasn't able to fulfill her wish of tasting a Hunter's blood, even though she later made many seemingly modest suggestions, such as using a straw, wearing a napkin, lighting candles on the roadside, playing light music, using a small spoon, and making it into blood tofu. Vivian clearly didn't think that having her little imp squat by a roadside blood pit to eat could be considered modest – and it was obvious that Hao Ren and a few other people with slightly more normal values couldn't accept such a scene either, so Hespera could only give up.

The group returned to Hespera's family's residence, and as soon as they stepped into the neighborhood, they saw that it had become like Stalingrad in 1943. Almost the entire street in front of the family's residence had been bombed to rubble, with most of the houses only having two or three crumbling walls left. The road was full of unexploded bomb craters, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of various strange things. These smells came from various combustibles, oxidizing weapons, and gas that had not completely dissipated. Hao Ren felt that he would lose ten years of his life just by walking around here. Although other neighborhoods also had a post-war dilapidated appearance, none of them were as shocking as this one. Hespera's mad troops' crude and explosive tactics, learned from humans, were definitely a weird thing on the battlefield for the Others.

Just as the group stepped inside, a vampire wearing a steel helmet and a mage robe suddenly jumped out from behind a roadside cement fortification: "Halt, identif... Oh, oh! The mistress is back! The mistress is back!"

"Duncan, are you sober?" Hespera glanced at him, then pointed to Izhaks, "We caught Bessemos. Go and notify the Lucas family; we're going to conduct a joint trial of this old bastard."

Duncan was the bat who couldn't transform back into human form because he was drunk earlier. Now he had transformed into a human, a handsome and refreshing vampire – speaking of which, it seems like there aren't any ugly people in the vampire race. Hearing Hespera's instructions, Duncan pointed to an open space not far away: "The Lucas family head arrived a few minutes ago and is waiting for you."

Only then did Hespera see a group of vampires standing in the small square who also looked like they had just experienced a fierce battle. The leader was none other than Jean Lucas. This orthodox vampire, who had always paid attention to his appearance, still maintained an elegant and proper appearance. Although his body was stained with some blood, his clothes and hat were still neat, and his hairstyle was not messy, which was completely different from his slightly embarrassed subordinates. Hespera's first sentence when she went up was: "Old stubborn, you really don't forget your demeanor wherever you go. Looking at your appearance, I doubt whether you contributed at all during the battle just now."

Jean Lucas turned around and saw the group, and his eyes were immediately locked on the five- or six-meter-high giant demon: "This is..."

"Izhaks the All-Great," Izhaks had to crouch down to barely talk to him. He sprayed a mouthful of sparks on Jean's head with one sentence, and the latter's hairstyle, which had not been messed up after a fierce battle, was almost ruined. "This is Bessemos. I have already educated him once, but if you want to educate him again, it's up to you."

As he said that, he threw Bessemos on the ground and did not forget to leave a pile of sealing chains composed of demonic runes on his body. Jean saw that the culprit was now being **** and sent to him in such an embarrassing posture. Even he, who had always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, couldn't help but laugh: "Ha! Bessemos! Did you think of this consequence when you sold us to the Hunters?"

Bessemos acted as if he didn't hear it – in fact, he really didn't hear it. He had already successfully fainted before Izhaks threw him down.

"Why are you standing here like fools?" Hespera pointed to the direction of her big house. "Let's go, let's go inside and talk. We can be considered comrades-in-arms now..."

Andrea next to her had a dark face. Hearing this, she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with steel balls, and took out a few steel needles from her slightly tattered clothes: "The whole place is full of claymores! We're waiting here for your people to clean up the landmines!"

Hespera immediately retracted the steps she had just taken as if she had been electrocuted, and then shouted at her subordinates: "Stop lying there pretending to be dead! Come and sweep the mines!"

After shouting, she shook her head and covered her forehead: "I may have to live somewhere else for the next few days. These landmines won't be cleared for at least a week."

At this moment, a burst of sunset-like brilliant radiance suddenly appeared out of thin air, and Hesperides walked out of the radiance carrying a mace. She had teleported directly here following Vivian's aura. As soon as she appeared, Hao Ren noticed that the temperament of this "Twilight Goddess" had changed back again. The crazy, murderous feeling had faded away, and she had returned to the slightly gloomy and peaceful temperament she had had when they first met.

There seemed to be a few new bloodstains on Hesperides' body, and the mace in her hand was also slightly damaged. She had a slightly tired expression on her face, but she still showed a faint smile when she saw Vivian: "I'm so glad you're safe too. The city has finally been preserved."

Then she also saw Bessemos lying on the ground, unconscious, but her face didn't change much. It seemed that this semi-demon, who had almost subverted the entire Sanctuary, was just an insignificant little character to her. Hesperides just nodded slightly to Izhaks: "Is that the big guy from before? An unseen type of demon, from a deeper layer of the abyss? Anyway, I'm glad you were able to fight for our city."

Hao Ren was surprised that the other party recognized Izhaks' true form at a glance. It seemed that the ancients really had real skills: "Can you sense his aura?"

Hesperides glanced around at everyone: "Elimination method, only that big guy is missing."

Hao Ren: "..."

Vivian looked at Hesperides' seemingly calm face and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Got your revenge?"

Hesperides was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "He ran away... I found a few helpers to ambush him, but the Hunters' ability to come and go without a trace is really difficult to deal with... And that guy had two helpers by his side who didn't look any worse than the Godslayers back then. Tsk, but I got some interest back this time."

Vivian looked at the mace in Hesperides' hand and finally couldn't help but say the words that had been repeated countless times over the past few thousand years: "Actually, I think it's more suitable for you to use your original staff. If your fighting style was a little more normal, you wouldn't even be able to deal with a one-eyed Hunter."

Hesperides pointed to her forehead: "Nonsense, I also want to use a staff, but the hole in my head won't let me! Every time I get excited, I become insane. Even if you give me a staff, wouldn't I still smash people with it?" As she said that, she stroked the mace in her hand with emotion: "So it's better to have this thing. At least the power of these one hundred and twenty-eight nails combined with two or three thousand degrees of high temperature is okay..."

So that's why this goddess uses a mace as a weapon!

Vivian noticed the subtle expression on Hesperides' face, so she casually asked: "To be honest, do you really think it's meaningful to be so obsessed with revenge? How many years has this thing tormented you?"

"What's the meaning? This is war. Whoever lives or dies is fate," Hesperides smiled self-deprecatingly. "Today, smashing him with this stick is just to fulfill one of my regrets... Let's not talk about this. From the looks of you, it seems like you don't plan to stay here for long?"

"We've finished what we came here to do," Hao Ren said quickly. "We just wanted to see what was going on with the ruins. Now that space has collapsed, there's no point in staying here."

Hespera looked at Vivian and then at Jean Lucas, wisely not mentioning the "Sacred Relic of Origin." She knew that Jean Lucas was also a guy full of desire for power. Letting him know about the Sacred Relic of Origin would definitely cause a lot of trouble. Of course, this matter couldn't be concealed for long. After all, the Lucas family would definitely go to the Shadow Demon family to search for things in the future, and they would find out about the Sacred Relic sooner or later, but for the time being, it was better to avoid trouble. And when Jean heard that the other dimension had collapsed, he was stunned: "What?! The ruins... collapsed?!"

Hespera patted Jean on the shoulder and pointed to Bessemos: "In short, it's all this old madman's fault. Remember to leave him half a breath after you're done fighting him. I still have something to ask him."

Bessemos had just woken up at this time, and when he heard this, he quickly fainted again...