0683 Chapter Fourteen: The End of the Era (Section 12)
Hearing this, Grand Duke Enah's face became more serious. He hesitated for a long time before he asked: "Inside... or outside?"
"Inside." The red-haired Holy Emperor focused his eyes on the patterns on the floor.
"Hiss!" Grand Duke Yi Na took a breath of cold air: "The seal was set by the ancestor himself, right? I heard that a mortal enemy of that person was imprisoned in it."
"That's it," the Divine Ancestor Holy Emperor sighed: "The situation has been uneasy recently. It involves the ancestor and that...
I met my ancestor today. She didn’t reveal anything and just invited me to play Yuyan chess all afternoon.
But I can see... a war is coming."
Grand Duke Enah stood up and began to pace, looking quite anxious.
Being assigned to the front line, he has certainly noticed that the situation has become increasingly strange in recent days, but as a vampire with a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, he has not witnessed such a short and urgent change for a long time.
After a long time, he stopped and asked: "Is the person in charge of the recent situation right? If you don't want to entangle the ancestor, at least... have you passed the test?"
The Divine Ancestor Holy Emperor shook his head: "The status of the Mistress of the Abyss is higher than the bloodline suppression of the vampires. The mental distortion she affects cannot be reproduced and suppressed by our means.
If we have to draw a conclusion, I'm afraid the only way is to remove the marrow and destroy the brain. But I'm worried whether it's necessary to do that, and whether it will offend the Mistress of the Abyss.
In fact, including us, Van Bae, most of the forces radiated by that influence will have an almost irrational desire to protect their own people.
Who knows what the Mistress of the Abyss thinks of this bloody anklet? Her body has not been distorted in any way, which is enough for us to treat it seriously."
Duke Ignatius held his chin in his hands, tilted his head and thought for a while, then said cautiously: "The matter is of great importance, no matter what, we must come to a conclusion and make preparations in advance.
The fact that things have developed to this point, whether it is the person who did not inform the ancestor in advance, or the ancestor is hiding something from us, is a very bad omen.
However, in order to reach a conclusion through interrogation, it may not be necessary to harm the child to the point of offending the female mistress of the abyss.
As far as I know, the Mistress of the Abyss is a...very casual goddess. If everything really comes from her will, I'm afraid there won't be any special means to hide important information."
"Are you asking directly?" The Divine Ancestor Holy Emperor sneered, "Are you insulting my IQ?
She has always looked like this. Even though many conservative punishments were imposed on her, she could not get any reaction.
It's useless to call people she once had a close relationship with to review the article. If it weren't for the unclear position of the Blood Candle Keep, I would have planned to ask the mutated priestess of [Feast of Joy] to take action.
The Bloody Anklet's punishment department has conducted research and believes that with proper care, the child's sanity will slowly recover over time.
But if it really waits until then... maybe even Van Bae will no longer exist."
Duke Ina shook his head solemnly: "This is not a matter of IQ, it's just that your Majesty is too decent.
Think carefully about the camp, style, and characteristics of the female protagonist of the Abyss.
The reason why the guy she kidnapped did not respond to the questioning and conservative torture was probably just because he was used to too strong thrusts in the abyss...
If you want her to speak, maybe..."
The Divine Ancestor and Holy Emperor blushed upon hearing this, looked away, bit his lip, and then tapped the coffee table with his knuckles.
The door to the bedroom was immediately pushed open, and two muscular girls with dark skin, cool clothes, well-defined abdominal muscles, and somewhat neutral and handsome faces slid into the room silently.
Grand Duke Yi Na glanced at his sister with a slightly surprised look, obviously he did not expect her taste to be like this.
The Divine Ancestor Holy Emperor ignored the Grand Duke's eyes and ordered seriously: "You have all heard it. Follow the Grand Duke's method and try to get this child to speak."
The two tall bloody anklets looked at the duck sitting on the carpet, tilting her head and drooling at the carillon, which was obviously damaged by playing with it. They concealed their inner pity, and their nimble fingers began to roam on the skin of her arms.
and there isn't any
An overly explicit scene appears, but the massage techniques that have been developed and studied by the academics over the years are fully effective just by stimulating the nerves in the arms.
Carillon's breathing soon became heavy, her cheeks turned red, and she showed a soulless smile.
"Who asked you to open the seal?" This time, there was no halo of blood energy flowing through the red pupils of the Divine Ancestor and the Holy Emperor, so she asked directly.
Carillon was so comfortable that her whole body was trembling. But in this state, she drooled and answered for the first time:
"It is...the mistress...the pinnacle of pleasure, the devourer of the world, the sleeping crime. She is the soft-bodied mistress who lives in the abyss, an ancient, unrestrained homosexual of the same age as time..."
"Stop," hearing the full name of that thing at this time, the Divine Ancestor Holy Emperor Ekaterina felt her brain hurt:
"How could she plan such a complicated plan? And as a goddess of Blood Candle Castle, wouldn't it be enough to just ask my ancestor for help?"
When she asked this question, Ekaterina already had a bad premonition. The facts did not disappoint:
"The mistress... was entrusted by the [Murder Poet] and asked me to cooperate...
The ruler of the world wanted to destroy the world. He parted ways with his disciples...
[The Preface Poet] gathered all nine of them, decided to occupy the only [Destiny], and pushed that one out of the throne...
The blood anklet is responsible for guarding the seal, and I can help the owner open it from the inside, allowing them to see the faceless man."
The mouth of the carillon is unobstructed, and all the old tricks are shaken out in one breath.
So casual, I can only say...it is worthy of Sister Shabu's style of doing things?
As she spoke, the flush on her face gradually faded away, returning to the pure, ignorant, silly state she had at the beginning.
This is because the two bloody anklets who gave her the "massage" were already so shocked that they were sweating profusely and were no longer able to perform this extremely delicate job.
The two of them looked at each other and suddenly knelt down in unison, bowing to the Divine Ancestor and the Holy Emperor.
After knowing such a secret, even if he has maintained a deep relationship with the Holy Emperor as a guest all year round, whether he will be silenced is only a matter of one word.
Ekaterina looked at Ena, their eyes filled with astonishment:
"Huo Xin, the Faceless One? Hasn't he changed his mind and been secretly helping him?"
Enaze's lips trembled: "But there is no doubt that he is the only being who has hurt her the most. Being able to make that person lose her beloved is something that only the Faceless Man has done since the beginning of time.
One cannot underestimate the power of [The Preface Poet]. As far as I know, she is the only goddess who can perfectly inherit the cultivation method.
The nine disciples each have their own abilities and are irreplaceable. But only [The Poet of Murder] received the true inheritance..."
"Ancestor will definitely support that lord unconditionally! But destroying the world or something..." Yekaterina even panicked.
Ever since she was a child, a similar expression seemed to have never appeared on the face of this noble empress.
"No matter what, we can't let the seal go wrong in the Royal Court of Fanbaea!" Grand Duke Enah showed a determined expression and turned to look at the capital city that was spread out into the distance in layers beneath his feet.