"Emlyn White, I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the immortal ancestor Lilith."
"The great 'god of mystery'."
The arrogant vampire lowered his noble head in front of a greater existence. God's eyes passed through the strange mist, showing neither sadness nor joy...
What a ghost, this guy won't hide here... Klein looked up and down at Emlyn, whose spirit body was trembling, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the other party was afraid of the "secret" lingering power.
Or the spirit has been separated from the body for too long, and it has exceeded the endurance limit of the little Sequence Seven.
To be fair, based on Klein's rich experience of several spiritual body out-of-body experiences, he can say in a complicated way that this is a high-end operation that can easily lead to death without protection. If the gray mist could not protect his spiritual body, there would be
With a "secret" gaze, even if he were killed, he would not frequently take advantage of his spirit state to take advantage of it.
This thing might kill you suddenly!
Suppressing all the distracting thoughts in his heart, Klein lowered his voice, preparing to respond to Emlyn who might return to Lilith Kingdom at any time.
He recalled the details revealed by "Secret" in his displeased tone, and deliberately said calmly:
"Is this Lilith's intention, or is it your vampire's own intention?"
Emlyn, who was wandering in all directions, suddenly heard a buzz in his mind, and responded quickly:
"Of course it is the revelation of the ancestor."
"She told us that the end is coming and we must be prepared, and you are the one who holds the key to the end. Therefore, I begged the Marquis and the Duke for help and prayed to you."
I am Doomsday... No, "secret" is the key to cracking Doomsday?
Listening to the other party's unreserved and detailed response, Klein didn't know where to continue for a moment. He thought about what Emlyn wanted to reveal to him in the church before, and couldn't help but sigh.
Alas, if I had deliberately exaggerated the horror of the "secret" at that time, wouldn't he have asked the Duke of the Blood Tribe for help... I actually proposed this plan.
But then he thought about it, and with the help of the gray fog, Klein looked past Emlyn and towards the lowest direction. He saw the "mysterious" shadow still sitting there, seemingly not disappearing.
mean.
Lilith's revelation... This ancient god died in the second era, and the authority of the "Moon" was therefore divided, divided between the goddess and gods such as the "Primordial Moon" and the "Mother Tree of Desire", and it remains to this day.
There is no absolute monopoly, and what's even more interesting is that "Mystery" didn't deny the identity of Lilith... Klein chewed on the name of this dead ancient god and nodded silently.
"I am at the same level as all the gods in the star world. Why do your ancestors regard me as the key point of the end?"
He glanced at the "Crimson Moon" formed by the rapidly moving stars on the seat behind Emlyn, and asked another question.
Emlyn, who was already in a daze, shook for a moment, his numb eyes flashed a little, and then disappeared in an instant.
"I have no idea......"
However, he quickly put an end to this confusion and tried his best to answer before being questioned by the "God of Mysteries":
"But this is the revelation from the ancestor. She said that I will be the savior of the vampire family, and praying to you will be the prerequisite for everything to begin."
Savior... Klein waited for a while before confirming that he had heard the word correctly. He looked at the serious-looking Emlyn again, looking at the spirit that seemed to be about to dissipate at any time, and almost laughed.
.
Lilith wants the vampires to pray to the "Secret" to confirm that the status of this old friend may be true, but the savior part is definitely a cover for those marquis and dukes to deceive Emlyn.
One thing to say, bullying the two-dimensional dimension is a bit too much... Klein asked in a gentle tone:
"So Mr. Savior, you have prayed to me now, what should you do next?"
This... Facing the god's sudden friendly question, Emlyn froze on the spot.
Looking at Emlyn whose brain was shutting down, Klein slowly shook his head, imitating the magic stick's usual routine, and said in a calm voice:
"I have a premonition that you and this city will encounter disaster soon."
"Unlike now, when you are burdened with Lilith's oracle and the little thoughts of the vampires, after you understand the damage caused by the disaster, maybe that is the real opportunity for you to answer my question."
After speaking, Klein waved his hand, and Emlyn's spirit body was instantly released from its restraints. Driven by the majestic spirituality, it returned to the real body.
...
On the ground floor of a mansion in the West District.
An illusory shadow blood vessel extends from the black coffin, wrapping around the surface of Emlyn's paler body, providing necessary nutrients.
Suddenly, the body protected by the shadow trembled slightly, and the silent black coffin also glowed with a thin layer of red light. A line of sight cast from the darkness, staring at Emlyn's face, which was full of alertness.
The young man with thin cheeks and less than masculine lines gradually frowned and opened his eyes.
...
"You didn't drag him into your little party."
"Secret" looked at Klein who was dealing with the prayers, and looked at the half body hurriedly accepting the sacrifices of "The Sun" and "The Hanged Man", and then giving them materials and gold pounds respectively, and teased with a smile.
"I'm not the real 'God of Mysteries'. Although it does seem like a vampire demigod is deceiving Emlyn, what if it's really Lilith behind him?"
Klein rolled his eyes at "Secret", grasped the two materials in his hands that exuded a spiritual light, quickly checked the formula of "Faceless Man" in his mind, and sighed.
It still lacks the "characteristics of human skin shadow".
After sending Emlyn back to reality just now, Klein dealt with the backlog of transaction requests. Unfortunately, the little "Sun" only got the mutant pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter. As for the characteristics of the human-skinned shadow, this It seems to be a rare item in Silver City, and there will be no clues for a while.
But the "ancient demon" is ready to move, and Prince Edsac also needs to deal with it. Only after I am promoted to sequence six and gain the ability to disguise, can I have more room to operate... Klein counted the bronze swords. The mottled spots on the table slowly let out a sigh of relief.
"Lilith?"
"Secret"'s gentle voice was slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
She chuckled and said, "If Lilith really wants to convey something, she will only use a more secretive way."
"She really doesn't know my specific status now, so it doesn't hurt to establish contact with her."
In other words, "Secret" is going to take the initiative to cover this matter for me?
"If he prays to me again, I will drag him into the party." Klein then thought about it, "But then why did you keep Emlyn outside for so long?"
Suddenly, the "secret" eyes were fixed on him, staring straight at him, staring straight at him.
After a while, the unstable god's figure took the initiative to fade away, his gaze disappeared, and he mentioned in a sleepy tone:
"You will soon encounter the characteristics of the human skin shadow, so be prepared for promotion..."
...
Winter winter winter!
Underground in the Backlund Bridge area, in a cement network connected by sewer pipes, a silver armor stained with blood took heavy steps, dropped the "devil" corpse in his hand, and quickly got into the temporarily excavated bathtub.
Inside.
Sost stood aside and looked at his pocket watch. After repeatedly confirming that the maximum time had not been exceeded, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and looked at the "Necromancer" who was trying to channel the "Devil's" corpse, and lowered his voice and said:
"Did you find anything?"
As he spoke, he quickly glanced at the corpse of the "demon" that had been split open in the middle by a sharp blade and had smooth wounds, and his eyes became a little more solemn.
"No, I can't get it out no matter how hard I try."
After closing the metal bottle cap, Dai Li stopped wasting medicine and shook her head.
This was the third "ancient demon" they had killed. After calling 1-42, although they almost avoided the possibility of the "demon" committing suicide and annihilating the spirit body, the curse buried deep in their spirit body was still erased.
All traces cannot be obtained through divination or channeling.
"But at least we proved that the 'ancient evil' has almost infiltrated the underground into a sieve," Dai Li looked through the darkness and looked further into the distance, "It has only been less than an hour since it started, and they have already leaked so much.
"
"The number of 'devils' hunted today is almost as high as last year, but the so-called lair doesn't seem to exist at all. There is no clue at all." Sost nodded in agreement, watching a team member emerge from the hot tub.
Climbing out, the remaining few people quickly recovered the armor that revealed the eerie beauty.
Daley, who has a keen intuition, stared at the floating darkness, trying hard to see something from it.
"But it's not normal, like, like..."
"It's like someone is trying to drag our attention underground."
The "Necromancer" closed his twinkling green eyes, and his face without heavy makeup was turning pale.
"The spirit here is trembling, something is coming."
...
"He's coming."
Opposite a luxurious villa-type house built next to a glass flower house, a huge giant dog suddenly stood up, and its awkward tone of Rune language was conveyed to the surrounding "compatriots" through the ceremony at its feet.
For a moment, several eyes from different directions stared at the stopped carriage, staring at a gentleman with a bloated waist and gray-blue eyes.
He is the most powerful conservative in the Loen Kingdom and is the contemporary Duke of Negan, Pallas Negan.
The Duke hugged his mistress who was coming towards him, and two bodyguards in completely different clothes behind him quickly followed, blocking both sides of the Duke.
One of them is a middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo, with brown hair, blue eyes, and a rigid expression. He is the protector provided by the Church of Storms; while the other is thin and younger, with neatly-groomed blond hair that sets off his elegant appearance.
He has a more reserved temperament and is Duke Negan's secretary.
They observed their surroundings vigilantly, passing through all possible dangers around them, but they did not notice the malice coming from the shadows themselves.
The giant dog responsible for the assassination operation felt the emotional fluctuations of several people unskilledly. Through the eyeballs floating in the air, he looked through the walls of the mansion. His eyes followed the movement of the Duke and his party, and finally stopped on the second floor.
After a while, it felt the familiar rhythm of mammals mating.
What two pieces of sweet fat... The giant dog manipulated the Duke's emotions unskillfully, and the shadow under his feet suddenly turned into mud, and his huge body sank into it.
The surrounding "devils" who were also paying attention to this "performance" opened their wrists one after another, and the bright red blood poured on the ceremonial ground at their feet. The gathered spirituality pushed the giant dog to swim along the shadow-solidified track to the luxurious villa.
Attic.
The ferocious dog head emerged silently from the solidified shadow, casting its gaze from the ceiling, looking at the prey that was still immersed in joy, and raised the corners of its mouth cruelly.
"die!"
The hoarse and thick "devil" language exploded on the ceiling, stirring up the already high desire and accelerating the primitive instinctive reaction of human beings. The Duke's comfort reached its limit soon after.
boom!
The closed door was violently knocked open, and the "wind blower" turned into a sharp sword under the strong wind, blowing away the frightened mistress who had not yet reacted, and touched the Duke's eyes with her fingers.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he summoned the strong wind again, and several sharp wind blades instantly slashed upward.
The exquisitely carved ceiling was torn apart, and the splinters fell. The second before they touched the Duke's mistress, they flowed upward strangely, deviated from the distance, and hit in other directions.
At the doorway that was broken open by the "wind blower", the secretary with neat blond hair looked calmly at everything in the room, with her half-turned wrist facing the giant demon dog that was firmly on the ground.
He looked at each other and continued to turn his wrist. The strong wind rushing towards the giant dog seemed to have become energetic. It was connected end to end to form a cage solidified by the pure strong wind, and the giant dog was tightly trapped in it.
, temporarily separated from the Duke.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the "Windwinder" who was supporting the Duke quickly removed the conch necklace from his neck and brought it to the Duke's mouth.
The Duke's vision was still blurry, but his consciousness was somewhat restored, and he grabbed the conch tremblingly. Before his weak breath could blow the conch, another shadow different from the giant dog rose from the corner, and a sharp force forced the "Windwinder"
He had to use the strong wind to take him and the Duke away from the second floor, and flew to the foot of the glass house. The conch was also dropped to the grass by the weak Duke Negan.
The sticky shadow twisted rapidly, creating a rough outline. The short-haired lady with a pretty face but a dull expression turned her eyes, and together with the giant dog that had turned into a "demon" in the wind cage, stared at the blond secretary.
boom!
Flames burned on the huge black wings, tearing open the cold wind wall. Under the urging of the giant demon dog, its throat covered with scales rose into a deep red, and the hot fire pillar roared towards the door of the room.
The lady with a dull expression slowed down for a moment, and her wings with relatively thin membranes behind her flapped. Several sulfur fireballs blocked the four corners that the fire pillar could not cover, and blasted towards the blond who jumped outwards, not forgetting to twist the space to avoid the explosion.
youth.
"This is my prey..."
The scorching flames extinguished as the snout closed, turning into a complete "demon". The giant dog, which looked almost as good as a young dragon, swept in the direction behind him, staring at Duke Negan who had not yet completely breathed his last. His inspiration moved slightly.
He looked away again and looked at the corridor that was opened by the explosion, with a cunning look on his lips.
The sluggish-looking "Apostle of Desire" nodded silently, and his eyes with widened focus looked at the no longer beautiful girl huddled in the corner. His stiff face wrinkled as if struggling, and then he pounced without hesitation towards the person who was trying to meet the Duke.
The "Windbreaker" who merged with the Guards.
The black wings ignited with blue tongues of fire, and the "Apostle of Desire" who was completely "demon" transformed in mid-air roared. The "demons" who were waiting nearby responded to the summons and pounced on the Duke, whose life was about to end.
Amidst the almost overwhelming massacre, someone triggered it, and a low sound of tide suddenly swayed outward, echoing the bells of the Holy Wind Cathedral.
On the grass filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, Ms. "Apostle of Desire", whose sharp claws were piercing Duke Negan's fat neck, stared blankly at the sky. Her dull eyesight finally regained its clarity, and she could clearly see the moving light.
Silver and the strong wind following closely behind.
The next second, thunder descended from the daylight!