At this moment, he was in heaven, surrounded by dazzling sunlight. Even if he was not a vampire, sunlight would be a kind of harm to demons.
——"Are you really not going to change your mind?"
The angel with black hair and red eyes, as evil as a ghost, looked down at the demon kneeling on the ground.
——"No." He replied, his eyes as blue as the sky filled with stubbornness and determination. Several shining silver chains on his body jangled slightly, imprinted on his messy but beautiful long golden hair.
——"Then," the angel smiled evilly, unfolding the pair of snow-white wings behind him that were incompatible with him, "then, I will make you regret it forever."
As he spoke, he took out a knife from his arms, drew it out of its sheath, and cut the artery on the left side of the demon's neck. Warm, sweet, and thick blood instantly gushes out. He pressed the devil's shoulder and placed the wound on the Holy Grail.
The blood quickly filled the Holy Grail, and the angel's ethereal voice lingered endlessly——
"We will have descendants soon."