As he spoke, the blood tendrils began to unleash even stronger power.
The entire scarlet palace started to tremble violently.
The decorative network of blood vessels suddenly exploded with a blinding red light, like electrified copper wires.
Soon, a shocking scene unfolded.
All the Blood Race within the palace, regardless of rank, began to involuntarily gather at the Central Square.
Their eyes lost their usual intellect and rationality, leaving only mechanical obedience.
Even those high-ranking Blood Race Nobles, at this moment, moved forward like walking corpses.
Uphemia watched coldly, her heart unperturbed.
She had seen too many scenes of such "harvest," long numb to it.
But in the depths of her heart, a small voice asked:
If one day "Father" no longer needed her, would her fate be the same?
"My children..."
Aiden's voice was like a divine oracle, full of "love":
