More than ten breaths of time passed in a blink of an eye, and Hodge once again stood on the empty river bed, looking at the dry ground and the endless darkness, as if everything that had just happened was just a fantasy.
However, the revolver on Hotch's waist and the book "The Language of the Vampires" in his arms all proved that everything just happened was true.
He was a human who became a member of the Blood Moon Gathering in the kingdom of the ancient god Lilith, and successfully pretended to be a descendant of the remaining bloodline of the Death Clan.
It all seems a bit absurd and bizarre.
"Forget it, let's go back. There's probably nothing to explore inside this gate."
As Hodge thought this, an illusory door of light gradually appeared in front of him, as if sensing his thoughts.
"Um?"
Hotch frowned slightly, entered the light door, and disappeared into the dry river bed.
As Hodge's figure gradually faded into blur, the hazy and overlapping shadows on his body gradually separated and disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, Hodge returned to the dark space and once again saw thirteen overlapping and fuzzy ancient doors.
The door representing the blood cup gradually closed.
"How do I get out?"
"Same as last time, choose another magical item?"
Hotch turned his attention to other doors.
A weird and decaying giant axe, a shriveled and thin mummy-like palm, a guqin made of human ribs, and a magic bottle of dark green venom constantly pouring out.
There are thirteen ancient gates, the specific patterns and shapes of which can be seen. Except for the gate of the Blood Cup, these four gates are the only ones left.
"Every item is full of evil and gives people an extremely dangerous feeling."
"If it's not necessary, try not to take risks at the moment."
"Now that I have [Whisper of the Living], there is no shortage of attack methods. In addition, with the weak potion refined from the thin werewolf blood, I can use the two together. Add the potion to the bullet, so that the bullet will not only have special
In addition to the effect, it also has a weak attribute."
"Hmm...not bad."
With this thought in mind, Hodge took out the silver revolver from his waist and examined it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
"The last time I came in, I was just an ordinary person. Now I am a Sequence 9 Beyonder. If the specialness of this space is indeed related to me, can I try to control the specialness here and let myself enter and exit at any time?
"
After Hodge finished playing with the revolver, another conjecture arose in his mind.
Hodge has always adhered to the principle of bold conjecture and careful verification.
He always felt that the portal of light that suddenly appeared just now and the special blurry shadow at the party were all a kind of magic given to him by the mysterious space. The same was true even if he was transported to the Kingdom of Lilith.
The dark space is protecting itself, there is no doubt about it.
That special heartbeat has been warning me.
Even his own resurrection from the dead, back in time seven days ago, was also related to the sound of his heartbeat.
"If I guess correctly, I should be able to easily control this place..."
With this thought, Hodge expressed a strong desire to leave in his heart.
In an instant, the entire dark space trembled violently, and black mist surged up, like boiling water, rising continuously.
Hodge's figure became weirdly distorted and blurred. His feet were empty, and his whole body was falling endlessly, as if he had fallen into an endless hell with no bottom.
When such a crisis situation occurred, Hodge did not panic at all, but his expression became much more relaxed.
…
After an unknown amount of time, Hodge suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and sat up.
The crimson moonlight shines through the second layer of gauze curtains and onto his quilt, making it look deep and peaceful.
"My idea is correct..."
Huo Qi looked at the crimson moonlight and murmured to himself.
After a while, Hodge got out of bed, walked to the window, and raised his head to look at the starry sky.
At this moment, the blood-red full moon hangs high, and the crimson moonlight shines on the world. The brilliance of the red moon covers up the light of the other stars, making it look particularly noble, ancient, and evil.
"The Blood Moon Gathering, perhaps should be called the Full Moon Gathering. When the blood moon is full and the crimson moonlight is the most dazzling, the ancient god Lilith's power will be strengthened, and we can enter the ancient god's kingdom.
Party at the Palais de Rensselaer."
As Hodge thought this, two things came to mind.
A dark red and simple book.
A revolver with a brown and black leather holster.
"The mysterious space seems to have its own storage effect, which is good, so that many magical items do not need to be carried around."
Hotch muttered, and with a thought, the revolver appeared in his hand.
Hodge's thoughts changed, and the revolver in his hand turned into a dark red and simple book.
“Quite convenient.”
Hodge seemed to have transformed into the best magician, able to easily replace the items in his hands.
"Get some sleep first, and ask your father to get some special bullets tomorrow morning. If you want to put the potion into the bullets, you will probably need the help of a craftsman, but fortunately, there are craftsmen in the fiefdom. Although the sequence level is not high, it should be enough.
…”
Hotch put away the things in his hands, lay on the bed again, and fell asleep.
…
Morning, eight o'clock.
After Hodge finished his sumptuous breakfast, he took out a paper towel and wiped his hands, and said: "Father, help me get some extraordinary bullets, preferably the kind that can destroy the body, or have elemental properties. The more powerful they are, the better."
Okay, oh, by the way, these are revolver-caliber bullets, not the large-caliber bullets used in rifles."
Upon hearing this, Marquis Bach was about to agree, but Mrs. Belle beside him spoke first.
"Hotch, what do you want extraordinary bullets for?"
"You are also an extraordinary person. You should know that ordinary guns cannot use extraordinary bullets. Even if they are equipped with spirituality, they will explode."
Huo Qi smiled and said: "Mom, of course I know this. What do you think this is?"
After speaking, Hodge shook his right hand, and as if by magic, a silver-white revolver emerged from the void and was placed on the table, with the muzzle pointed elsewhere.
This is a habit of Hodge, and it is also a rule that Marquis Bach has always taught by words and deeds.
The gun is pointed at the person.
Because as long as it is a gun, there is a possibility of it misfiring.
When it comes to dangerous items like firearms, nothing can be left to chance.
Mrs. Bailey looked at the gun, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she turned to look at Marquis Bach, her eyes filled with questions.
"Hotch, who gave you this gun?"
Marquis Bach's expression also changed somewhat, and he frowned slightly. With his spiritual intuition, he could clearly feel the danger of this gun. It was a magical item with considerable power.
"Father, I traded some information to get this." Hodge said truthfully.
"Information? Transaction?"
Marquis Bach frowned, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "Have you told anything about the Eternal Demon Sect and the Juting Sect?"
"Well, don't worry, father, I know this matter well and it will not affect our plan." Hodge looked at his father, Marquis Bach, and said seriously.
"Just be sure of yourself." Marquis Bach nodded. Based on his trust in his son, he believed that his son would not tell others about this without reservation.
Since Hodge dared to trade and successfully exchanged for such a precious magical item, he must have his own considerations.
The only strange thing is that in recent times, Huo Qi has been staying at the mansion and has basically not gone out except for that trip to Huodu Village.
How did he come into contact with others and how did he obtain magical items?
Marquis Bach believed that no one could sneak into the mansion and complete this transaction without his knowledge.
Hodge must have completed the transaction through some special means.
For example, communicating in the spirit world, giving rituals, or letting special spirit creatures act as messengers to travel through the spirit world to complete transactions.
In Marquis Bach's view, as long as Hodge is not making a deal with the evil god, he can protect Hodge in other matters.
"Hodge, I want to remind you, don't make deals with the devil, especially unknown evil gods. You must not recite their honorable names, accept their gifts, and make deals with the devil. The final result will only be...
Devoured by the devil." Marquis Bach looked at Hodge and said seriously.
Hotch nodded and said, "Father, I understand."
"Okay, I will prepare it for you regarding the extraordinary bullets."