Huo Qi felt a familiar aura from this strange red-eyed vampire.
This is a temperament that is arrogant, indifferent and does not allow strangers to enter.
Why is he here?
Hotch felt confused for a while, but soon Mr. Puppet's whisper cleared up his doubts.
"What is controlling the golem?"
"This power is very familiar..."
Mr. Puppet Cook murmured in a low voice, naturally speaking in the language of the vampires.
Ordinary humans don't know enough about the vampires, and the language is complicated and difficult to pronounce, so they can't understand the language of the vampires at all.
But who is Hodge?
He is not an ordinary person, but "Mr. Edward" who has attended the Blood Moon Party and pretended to be the Death Clan.
With the help of His Majesty the God's Favored One, he has become proficient in using the Vampire language.
He is very familiar with the special word "golem".
She...no, it should be Him...
Is he a golem?
The golem, one of the Thirteen Sacred Artifacts of the Vampire Tribe, I always thought was a puppet-like doll, but I didn’t expect it to be alive?
No, His state is a bit strange. He is intelligent, but he doesn't seem to have a heartbeat?
He said we are the same kind of people?
What exactly does this mean?
Is it because of my special smell?
Or something else...
Hotch was thinking about Mr. Cook, the puppet not far away. After seeing clearly what was in the hands of the puppet, his expression changed drastically and he exclaimed: "This... this is a blood cup!!"
Hearing this, Huo Qi's pupils condensed slightly. What he was most worried about happened.
Mr. Puppet, does he know the blood cup?
"Why does the blood cup appear here?" Mr. Puppet Cook murmured, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"Still appearing in the hands of the devil?"
Mr. Puppet Cook's brows gradually furrowed. What happened in front of him was somewhat beyond his expectation.
The most important purpose of this action is to take away the golem from the hands of the Holy Church!
The sudden appearance of the blood cup caught him off guard.
According to a series of things that happened at the Blood Moon Party, combined with the behavior of that [Mr. Edward], the puppet Mr. Cook guessed that the holy object of the blood cup should be controlled by the remaining bloodline of the Death Clan [Cappadocia Clan].
And [Mr. Edward] is the representative of this generation of the Death Clan.
After all, three glasses of perfect blood wine in a row is not something that ordinary wine brewers can make.
The craftsmanship of blood wine is far beyond ordinary extraordinary potions, and it contains a lot of occult knowledge. In order to refine blood wine with perfect appearance, the wine master needs to be proficient in potions, purification, ritual formations and other techniques.
Could it be that the Death Clan also sent people for this operation... Mr. Puppet Cook looked around and instinctively ignored Hodge, a weak human being. In his opinion, this kind of human being who does not feel the slightest threat is different from
There is no difference between the animals in the wild jungle and they can be disposed of easily.
Hotch looked at Mr. Puppet's reaction, and he keenly discovered that the other party seemed to be unable to feel that he was special and strange.
It seems that not everyone can feel this kind of strangeness and specialness, even within the Vampire Clan... Huo Qi felt a little bit of understanding in his heart and immediately felt relieved.
He was also afraid that when facing the two of them, he would be exposed as Mr. Edward!
At this moment, the golem that was fighting against the bubble-shaped radiant sphere suddenly burst out with a terrifying momentum, and its body appeared strangely distorted. It actually began to become transparent, and gradually disappeared like the blood cup.
One person and one cup disappeared very quickly, as if a pair of invisible hands wiped them out of thin air.
In an instant, one person and one cup disappeared without a trace.
"Um?"
Mr. Puppet Cook's face turned gloomy and he actually disappeared?
At the same time, a figure appeared in Hodge's mind, and it was Ms. Golem.
Ms. Golem is still immersed in the intertwined and overlapping time and space tunnels, surrounded by the tip of the silver key, transformed into twisted and rising bubble-shaped radiant spheres. They are constantly breaking, reuniting, converging, splitting, and starting over and over again...
The devil lady is like a lost lamb, forever trapped in this bottomless passage.
Was your idea successful?
Is it really possible to put living people into a dark space?
I succeeded!
Wait...are golems considered alive?
Hodge was overjoyed at first, and then became entangled in the definition of human beings.
"What just happened here?"
The voice of Mr. Puppet Cook rang out, and he spoke the official language of Salom.
Hearing this, Hodge immediately gathered his thoughts and looked at Mr. Puppet who was looking at him in front of him.
"Hello, Mr. Puppet, I am Mr. Edward's first supporter, and I also provided the information on this operation..." Hoch bowed slightly and said softly in the purest blood language.