My Three Beautiful Vampire Wives can hear my Inner Thoughts

Chapter 276: Movement

The battlefield slowly settled into silence.

Not peaceful silence.

But the strange heavy silence left behind after overwhelming slaughter.

The dark clouds covering the vampire realm had already vanished almost completely now. Only scattered fragments of black curse mist remained drifting across the crimson skies before dissolving beneath the Blood Moon overhead.

The humanoid intruders were gone.

Completely gone.

No surviving pale-eyed creatures remained anywhere throughout the realm.

The transformed blood tentacles had devoured many personally while the frenzied vampire race tore apart the rest beneath endless bloodlust and overwhelming numbers.

And now—

Only vampires remained.

The surrounding races from earlier had already retreated far back instinctively after witnessing everything.

Several Ascendants left entirely.

Others watched cautiously from distant skies outside the realm borders.

No one dared approaching the vampire territory carelessly anymore.

Not after tonight.

Meanwhile inside the vampire realm itself—

Confusion spread everywhere.

Because honestly—

Almost nobody understood what truly happened.

The vampires remembered fragments.

Broken pieces.

Moments of overwhelming strength beneath the Blood Moon.

Moments of tearing apart terrifying invaders with absurd power flooding their bodies endlessly.

But the details remained blurred.

Like waking from a dream soaked in blood and instinct.

One emperor-level vampire slowly looked around blankly.

"...We won?"

Another stared upward shakily.

"The intruders..."

"...they’re all dead..."

The Moonshade family themselves remained equally stunned.

Former Patriarch Rivik slowly sat down heavily afterward while trying to stabilize his breathing.

Zenaya’s Blood Owl rested quietly on her shoulder now, exhausted after the frenzy earlier.

The ten ancestors themselves exchanged bewildered looks continuously.

None of them fully understood the scale of what had happened tonight.

GrandLord Dreath floated silently beneath the Blood Moon while observing the battlefield carefully.

Even he looked unusually thoughtful now.

The surviving vampire forces slowly regrouped throughout the arena afterward while countless eyes continuously drifted toward the three floating cocoons at the center.

Faith.

Ivira.

Cornelia.

Still asleep.

Still transforming.

Still suspended within the crimson dome quietly.

The surrounding vampires no longer looked at the cocoons the same way anymore.

Not after tonight.

Not after the Blood Moon.

Not after the blood tentacles.

Not after watching Ascendant-level invaders slaughtered mercilessly while the cocoons remained untouched the entire time.

The atmosphere gradually changed afterward.

The fear.

The confusion.

The exhaustion.

All of it slowly transformed into something else.

Relief.

Then excitement.

Then pride.

And finally—

Celebration.

One vampire suddenly laughed loudly.

"We survived!"

Another immediately roared afterward.

"The vampire race survived!"

Then another.

Then dozens more.

And soon—

The entire vampire realm erupted.

"ROOOOOAR!"

Cheers exploded throughout the battlefield while vampires raised their fists toward the heavens proudly.

They survived terrifying invaders.

They witnessed the rise of unimaginable blood authority.

And beneath the Blood Moon—

They felt stronger than ever before.

The emperor-level vampires themselves began laughing loudly afterward despite their exhaustion.

Several hugged each other while blood mana still fluctuated violently around them.

Even Lord Vord finally burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha!"

His crimson eyes remained fixed proudly toward the three cocoons.

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"...our race truly received heaven’s blessing!"

Elder Achilor slowly nodded afterward.

For once—

Even his ancient expression looked shaken.

Because deep inside—

He understood clearly.

Tonight changed everything.

Completely everything.

The vampire race would never remain the same after this.

Meanwhile the Moonshade family themselves became overwhelmed by endless praise afterward.

Countless vampires surrounded them once more while speaking excitedly about the Blood Moon, the frenzy, and the terrifying powers protecting the cocoons.

Several emperor-level vampires even bowed respectfully toward the Moonshade ancestors now.

Not mockingly.

Not politely.

Genuinely respectfully.

Because whether anyone understood it or not—

Everything tonight revolved around the Moonshade family.

Meanwhile—

Near the back of the gathering—

Cain quietly watched everything silently.

His expression remained calm.

Almost tired.

Which honestly—

He was.

Very tired.

His headache had lessened slightly after the battle ended, but maintaining concealment while constantly interfering with blood authority throughout the realm exhausted him mentally.

Still—

At least the cocoons remained safe.

That alone made everything tolerable.

The cheers throughout the realm gradually grew louder afterward.

The vampire race itself had become completely excited now.

Several younger vampires even shouted proudly toward the skies while discussing how terrifying the future of the race would become once the three sisters awakened.

Even GrandLord Dreath did not silence them.

Because honestly—

He himself looked forward to it now.

Then suddenly—

The heavens changed again.

RUMBLE!!!

The entire vampire realm trembled faintly afterward.

The cheers slowly quieted.

Several vampires immediately looked upward nervously again after everything that happened tonight.

But this time—

The atmosphere felt different.

Not hostile.

Not oppressive.

Instead—

Ancient.

The Blood Moon overhead pulsed softly once.

Then twice.

Then three times.

Crimson light spread gently throughout the realm afterward while blood mana currents surrounding the three cocoons accelerated rapidly.

The surrounding vampires widened their eyes.

"What now?"

The emperor-level vampires immediately became alert again.

GrandLord Dreath himself narrowed his gaze carefully toward the center of the arena.

Because the phenomenon—

Centered entirely around the cocoons.

The crimson dome surrounding them began glowing brighter and brighter while ancient blood runes spread across the skies endlessly.

Rivers of blood mana descended from the Blood Moon itself afterward.

The entire vampire realm became illuminated crimson.

Then—

The cocoons reacted.

Faith’s cocoon pulsed softly.

Ivira’s cocoon trembled faintly.

And finally—

Everyone’s eyes widened.

Because suddenly—

Cornelia’s cocoon trembled violently.

The trembling of Cornelia’s cocoon spread throughout the entire arena like thunder striking directly into everyone’s hearts.

The giant crimson cocoon suspended beneath the Blood Moon pulsed brighter and brighter while endless streams of blood mana poured toward it from every direction across the realm.

The surrounding vampires immediately fell silent.

Not a single voice dared interrupt the phenomenon unfolding before them.

Even GrandLord Dreath himself stared fixedly at the cocoon now.

Because the pressure leaking from it—

Was rising.

Slowly.

Steadily.

Ancient blood runes spread across the surface of Cornelia’s cocoon one after another afterward while the crimson dome surrounding the three sisters vibrated softly beneath the growing blood authority.

The heavens themselves responded.

RUMBLE!!!

The Blood Moon overhead pulsed violently again.

Then—

Another cocoon trembled.

Ivira’s.

The surrounding vampires widened their eyes immediately afterward.

The second cocoon began glowing intensely while deep crimson light spread across its surface continuously like flowing blood veins awakening beneath ancient skin.

The blood mana surrounding the arena became denser instantly.

Several weaker vampires clutched their chests afterward while staring upward in disbelief.

"Another one..."

The emperor-level vampires themselves looked increasingly stunned now.

Because the pressure leaking from the cocoons had already surpassed ordinary bloodline authority completely.

Even Ascendant-level bloodlines did not normally produce such overwhelming reactions from the heavens themselves.

Meanwhile—

Faith’s cocoon suddenly pulsed next.

BOOOOOOM!!!

The entire vampire realm shook violently afterward.

The third cocoon trembled heavily while giant blood mana currents erupted around it like crimson storms spiraling endlessly throughout the skies.

And just like that—

All three cocoons began trembling together.

Cornelia.

Ivira.

Faith.

The Blood Moon overhead brightened further afterward until the entire vampire realm became submerged beneath endless crimson light.

The surrounding vampires stared upward numbly now.

Because the scene unfolding before them no longer resembled ordinary bloodline evolution. freeweɓnøvel.com

No.

It resembled—

Birth.

The birth of something terrifying.

Something ancient.

Something that would forever change the vampire race afterward.

The blood mana flooding throughout the realm intensified further every second.

The crimson dome protecting the cocoons continued glowing brighter while ancient blood symbols spread across the skies endlessly like sacred scripture written by the heavens themselves.

The surrounding races watching from distant borders widened their eyes in fear afterward.

Even Kael’s wolf instincts screamed danger now.

The ancient elf Sylvera tightened her grip on her staff until her fingers turned pale.

Because the pressure descending from the three cocoons continued rising higher and higher without stopping.

Meanwhile inside the vampire realm—

The vampires themselves gradually changed expressions.

The earlier excitement disappeared.

So did confusion.

What replaced them—

Was instinct.

Pure instinct.

An ancient instinct buried deeply within vampire bloodlines themselves.

One emperor-level vampire suddenly trembled violently afterward.

Then slowly—

He lowered his head.

Kneeling.

Another followed immediately afterward.

Then another.

Then dozens more.

The surrounding vampires looked startled briefly.

Yet moments later—

They felt it too.

An overwhelming bloodline suppression.

Not hostile.

Not painful.

But absolute.

Like ancient rulers standing before lesser bloodlines naturally.

GrandLord Dreath’s eyes widened faintly afterward.

Because even HE—

Even the ancient progenitor—

Could feel the suppression slightly.

Impossible.

Yet real.

Lord Vord himself slowly clenched his fists afterward while breathing heavily.

His instincts screamed endlessly now.

Kneel.

Respect.

Submit before superior blood.

The Moonshade family themselves became equally overwhelmed.

Former Patriarch Rivik’s body trembled visibly now while staring upward toward the three cocoons.

Zenaya’s Blood Owl completely flattened itself against the ground trembling.

The ten ancestors themselves struggled resisting their instincts.

But eventually—

One of them lowered himself first.

Then another.

Then another.

Soon—

All across the massive arena—

The vampire race slowly began kneeling one by one beneath the trembling cocoons and the Blood Moon overhead.