After Ren arranged for Mrs. Ellie, a young and scheming bitch, to play Infernal Affairs, he hung up the phone and went directly to bed.
But the enemy's arrangements for him are also going on.
The moonlight is bright and clear, and everything is silent.
From here you can still see the outline of the mountains in the distance.
The man wore a clown mask covered in oil paint, held the hilt of his sword, stared at the winding mountains in the distance under the night, and wrapped himself tightly in a warm black cloak.
From the climate point of view, we know that this is not a spring-like Faroland all year round.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and kept scanning the plains near the castle to avoid missing any unusual movement.
"Hanfeng, you are still so cautious. This castle has been abandoned for hundreds of years. I don't think outsiders will break into this quiet place."
A strange shadow twisted on the moss-covered wall and gradually solidified. He was also wearing a clown mask.
"Yanshan, what's going on?" The man codenamed Hanfeng's voice was as cold as iron.
"The organization wants you to go to the Kingdom of Faloran and kill Ren Ackerman. He ruined our plan."
The clown codenamed Yanshan has a very hoarse voice, like a night owl.
Rough, calloused fingers clenched the hilt of the sword. The man codenamed Hanfeng was silent for a moment before replying:
"If the news about Ren Ackerman is true, I may not be able to kill him. The combat effectiveness of such a genius cannot be simply measured by his level."
Although he is the strongest killer in the organization and has killed more than one Templar, he cannot guarantee that he can kill a master demon hunter who has killed the clone of the Dark Duke.
"It's indeed a bit tricky. The 'ice ghost' last time was gone forever...
But you need to find a way on your own. If you really can't kill him, you have to teach him an unforgettable lesson! This is the information given by Matt's replacement."
The clown codenamed Yanshan said sarcastically and handed the other party a stack of information.
"learn."
The man with a cold temperament like an ice sculpture took the pile of information about Ren.
There was still a faint smell of high-end women's perfume on the stack of papers, which seemed to come from the hands of a certain woman.
Without delay or shirk, the killer codenamed "Hanfeng" raised his head and glanced at the hazy moon in the sky, then walked into the boundless night.
That is exactly the direction of the distant mountains. As long as you cross this remote mountain range, which is not very tall but has complex terrain and steep terrain, you will reach the Kingdom of Falorland.
It takes a few days to reach Merova City, but the assassination plan needs to be considered in the long run.
A killer will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. It's not like he has never killed difficult targets.
………
Merova City, on the edge of the old town.
The cool night breeze blew through the old buildings in the shadows, the dusty door frames creaked, and there were bursts of whimpering sounds in the alley, which was a bit desolate and a bit eerie.
In a rather gloomy abandoned church, dull footsteps suddenly sounded.
"Everyone, good evening, Duke Marcus calls on all the Saints hidden in this city to kill Ren Ackerman!"
The visitor was wearing a black robe, with a pair of red eyes faintly visible under the hood.
Thick dark red mist like a thin stream lingered on his black robe, which was the dark force that escaped with his breath, full of the smell of corrosion and moisture.
This is a powerful dark duke who comes from the ghoul family.
"Hmph, when will it be your turn for scavenging vultures to give orders?!"
Wrapped in the blood and light, the vampire Duke Tais stood with his hands behind his back.
He stared coldly at the ghoul duke in black robes, with undisguised contempt in his eyes.
In addition to him, there were several guests in the gloomy church, all of whom had a surging aura of darkness.
Ariel, the "Phantom Princess" in a black gauze dress, Gustav, the werewolf duke with short blond hair and muscular muscles. In addition to these two, there is also a dark duke with an old face and five dark marquises.
It can be said that all the powerful demons hidden in Merova City are here.
"Tess, please note that this is the request of Duke Marcus!"
The black robe stirred, and the ghoul duke said sternly.
He thought that his compatriot Duke Marcus was about to be promoted to the Dark Duke and was a key figure in the war. These people would more or less give him some face, so he was quite powerful.
However he was wrong.
"Humph, who is Marcus? He hasn't even been promoted yet, and he wants to come in front of us and show off his dignity as the Grand Duke?"
The werewolf Duke Gustav snorted coldly and said in a very disdainful tone, "What did I think it was? It turns out it's just a personal grudge. You can play it by yourself. I won't accompany you!"
After saying that, the Dark Duke of the Sirius clan walked away.
"you……"
Such a slap in the face and no respect at all made the ghoul duke under the black robe tremble with anger.
He subconsciously looked at the other demons.
"It's so boring. I'm very busy. I'm leaving Merova City soon. I don't have time to waste time here with you!"
The body of the vampire Duke Tes blurred for a while, turning into a bloody smoke that slowly dissipated. Only the sarcastic words still echoed in the gloomy church.
"You guys are simply abominable!"
Dark, thick mist surged out of the black robe, corroding the ground with a hissing sound, and the Ghoul Duke was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
The disunity among the various races of demons is evident.
It took almost an era (the fifth era) for the four major races of demons, vampires, werewolves and demons to reluctantly reach an agreement, agreeing to put aside their hatred between each other and first defeat the humans and regain the hegemony of the continent.
But this does not include small and medium-sized demon races such as ghouls, night demons, and gargoyles.
The four most powerful races of demons have a down-to-earth attitude towards them, and only regard the demons of these small and medium-sized races as servants and first-level guards.
Even in the ancient Second Age, their status was only slightly better than that of slave humans.
Moreover, even among their own clans, the vampire Duke Theis and the werewolf Duke Gustav were from famous families and had a strong sense of superiority.
Marcus is not the Dark Duke yet, so it is undoubtedly a fool's errand to send someone of his own race to order them.
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In an instant, two dark dukes walked out of the church, and the ghoul duke in black robes did not dare to show off any more.
Seeing that Marcus' face was not easy to use at all, his attitude became much more humble and no longer aggressive.
He looked longingly at Princess Ariel, who was wearing a black gauze skirt and had a noble and elegant temperament under the beam. This one has not left, so she should be able to cooperate, right?
"Oh, what are you going to do?"
Ariel raised her chin slightly arrogantly, and her pale, snow-like skin made her cherry lips look particularly gorgeous.
He was very unhappy with her almost looking down at him, but the ghoul duke in black robe still suppressed his anger.
This duchess has a greater background. She is the youngest daughter of the supreme monarch of the blood race, and is not someone he can offend.
"Princess, I have brought many powerful people here this time. They are hiding not far outside the city and keeping a close eye on the people coming in and out... But it is not suitable to do anything in the city."
The ghoul duke paused for a moment before continuing in a cold voice:
"When Ren Ackerman leaves this city, he will die!"
If that guy hadn't killed Marcelo and destroyed the clan's secret arrangement, how could their clan be so passive?
The ghouls are far less powerful than the vampire werewolves.
For them, having one more Dark Duke is a good thing, as it can effectively improve the strength and status of the clan.
But now, the shadow has been destroyed... Duke Marcus has no choice but to obey the arrangement of that son of a bitch Prince Milo and act as the fuse to ignite the war!
This is too dangerous.
When the time comes, his compatriot, the talented Duke Marcus, will definitely become the target of public criticism and may not be promoted successfully...
"Sorry, this method is too time-consuming. I can't wait so long."
Princess Ariel's blood pupils were filled with red light and she shook her head slightly.
Her long snow-white legs moved under her black gauze skirt, and she left the church swaying like a black rose.
The ghoul duke in black robe watched her leave with a confused look on his face.
waste time?
Is it possible that she still dares to take action in the city? Isn't this looking for death?
He arrived in this city a few days ago and specifically learned that Gonzalez, the leader of the Knights Templar, and Carl, the "Purgatory Butcher", had left Merova City.
"Dawn Horn" Wade also returned to his family's territory to celebrate the New Year a few days ago.
However, the "Queen of Dreams" Lucy did not leave, and there were dozens of temples and masters in this city, as well as very powerful formations...
"What are you doing?"
Seeing another one leaving, the Ghoul Duke was so angry that his body trembled.
The thick fog on his black robe condensed into twisted heads, and the thick black corrosive air overflowed, and the ground beneath his feet had been corroded into pits.
"Ahem, I am willing to help Duke Marcus kill that human being, if you don't dislike it."
Finally, the Dark Duke, who looked a little old, spoke.
His tone was hoarse and low, his face was an abnormal bluish-white color, as stiff and cold as a stone, and his gray eyes were cloudy.
"Ah, thank you very much for your help!"
Someone finally responded, and the ghoul duke in black robe almost burst into tears and excitedly held the old duke's hand.
"Young saint, you are welcome. We should unite and help each other."
This Duke of Darkness is obviously very old. His palms are as dry as branches, and his skin has no warmth at all.
This is a gargoyle duke, who also belongs to the small and medium-sized ethnic group of demons.
"Yes, we should unite and help each other!"
The ghoul in black robe was deeply touched and nodded.
He is still relatively young, and today he has fully experienced the arrogance and rudeness of those powerful men who are descended from the four major races of demons.
Upon seeing this, 5 of the 8 dark marquis in the church chose to leave directly, leaving only one gargoyle marquis, one ghoul marquis, and one vampire marquis who did not choose to leave for some reason.
Outside the church.
Princess Ariel walked alone in the night, her graceful shadow gradually lengthening in the dim moonlight.
"I thought you would stay."
A flash of blood reflected on the dilapidated wall, and the face of the vampire Duke Tes could be vaguely seen, "Princess Ariel, your target is also Ren Ackerman, right?"
"So what?"
Ariel's voice was clear and sweet, and several colorful and dreamlike butterflies were flying around her fingers.
It is not difficult to guess that she has wandered outside Ren's villa several times.
"Then why don't you cooperate with the ghoul family? You may be able to defeat him, but you may not be able to kill him."
The vampire Duke Tes knows Princess Ariel’s strength.
She is the descendant of the Nightmare Monarch of the Vampire Clan. She has extremely talented bloodline and a deep foundation, so her fighting power is naturally very strong.
But that Ryan Ackerman is no ordinary person!
Moreover, those who are helpless in the city may be beaten by a group of strong humans if they make any movement.
"Indeed, I am not completely sure. He is no longer what he used to be." Princess Ariel's red lips were slightly opened, with a light and elegant smile.
"Yes, the potential of some human beings is really amazing."
Duke Theis was actually quite surprised. The young man who had met once in the Blood Realm of Wilton City last time, his strength has soared to such an extent during this period of time.
"But who said that to deal with a person, you have to deal with him himself?"
There was a playful smile in her beautiful eyes, and several colorful butterflies were flying around Princess Ariel.
Under the moonlight, she is like a black flower, gorgeous, fragrant, charming... but also contains fatal danger.
"Oh, what do you want to do?" Vampire Duke Theis asked curiously.
Whoosh~
Princess Ariel raised her hand gently and threw a newspaper to the past without explaining anything. A blood-red flower bloomed and she disappeared into the night.
Duke Theis took the newspaper and quickly glanced at the contents.
This is a campus weekly newspaper from some time ago:
Our school has cooperated closely with the 7th Bureau and formulated a joint training plan... Students in the professional class will undergo three weeks of military training at the Baisha Military Camp outside the city...
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superior……
It is expected that in March next year, Melova University will renovate the student dormitories to improve the quality of life of students...
The much-anticipated annual selection of campus beauties has begun!... This year, Sir Ackerman's distant cousin, Kate, who has just entered school, was elected to the top of Melova University's "Top Ten Campus Beauties" with an overwhelming majority of votes...
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The vampire Duke Tais quickly read the newspaper.
Huhu~
That's it... wisps of blood flames spurted out from his pale fingertips, the paper burned fiercely, the flames danced, and the newspaper quickly turned into ashes.
"Gustave, let's go!"
With his hair dancing, Duke Theis smiled slightly and greeted the muscular werewolf Duke in the alley.
"Don't worry about her?" asked the blond short-haired werewolf Duke.
"No need, she won't do anything stupid. Let's go meet the Archduke Alves and welcome the Crimson Archduke together.
The matter at that last node cannot be delayed any longer..."
The vampire Duke Tais said solemnly, and disappeared into the night together with the werewolf Gustav.
The night wind howled through the alleys and dilapidated streets, bringing with it a sense of coldness and desolation. They left the old city overnight and were temporarily separated from Princess Ariel.
………
In the early morning, the dawn begins.
The morning sun shines through the rolling sea of white clouds, golden light falls, and the song of the skylark wakes up the sleeping city.
Wow~
The water splashed with foam, and the bathroom was filled with steam.
"Your sister, the scar has finally disappeared, and the sacred weapon is really sharp."
Ren was lying leisurely in the white bathtub. His exposed bronze skin was covered with water vapor, and his well-proportioned and toned muscles were as if they were cast from steel.
The gorgeous scabbard inside his body burst into light, and the faint scars on his skin gradually disappeared.
He had a fight with Princess Sophie two days ago, and the fight was quite fierce.
Although the outcome was still unclear, he also suffered a little injury, which was not serious. However, what surprised him was that the wound healed and the scar disappeared much slower than before.
Avalon's healing ability is very powerful, and can even quickly eliminate the erosion of the strange power of "The Twelve Movements of the Netherworld".
But the power of the holy weapon is equally astonishing.
The attack of the holy weapon even contains the power of some laws, which will cause wounds to be difficult to heal. The weakened Avalon seems to be slightly incapable of healing laws of damage.
This time, Renn also roughly knew the strength of Avalon in his body.
It was roughly equivalent to a top-grade holy weapon, but of a healing type. Moreover, he could feel that the scabbard would automatically absorb a small amount of the energy of the stars in his body, and its power seemed to be slowly increasing.
"It seems that I am not yet invincible in the holy realm."
After the battle with Sophie, as well as the battle with the illusionist Roland and the killer Kelvin, Ren also understood what level his current strength was.
Last time, Sophie did not activate the holy weapon──"Sword of Conquest" with all her strength, and it was from the front. Otherwise, if she stabbed her from behind, it would not be easy for him to parry.
Of course, he wouldn't be a loser in a one-on-one challenge.
However, he has not yet reached the peak of the fourth level, and the magic sword has not transformed from a pseudo-holy weapon into a real holy weapon. The strength of the equipment still needs to be improved, and it is still far from being invincible in the holy realm.
If you are beaten by a group, it would be a bit dangerous.
The last time he faced the illusionist Roland and the killer Kelvin, he was beaten almost the whole time, and he finally broke out and managed to fight off the two of them. This was because the two of them let go.
Of course, it is rare to find a church like the two of them that is just a hair away from the sanctuary.
"I should be able to deal with two ordinary dark dukes at the same time. It is not impossible to win, but more will be..."
Ren frowned, and it was difficult for him to fight with two fists. Once he was surrounded by three or four strong men of the same level, even if they were only average, he might not be able to resist.
Formation, combined attack, professional complementarity, lineup matching...
Sometimes when powerful people join forces, it can be more than just one plus one.
"I need teammates..."
After drying himself with a towel, Ren put on his coat.
He never underestimates anyone and never treats others as fools. He knows without guessing that the enemy has already taken action and may have prepared various "surprise" gift packages.
'Old Goat, Leon is just okay, Hal is very strong, Shirley is too weak, Garcia and the guards are all scumbags...'
After breakfast, Ren was thinking about who he would find to fuck hard.
At this time, the maid Beatrice came in and reported:
"Lord Ackerman, a woman named Candice is visiting."
