"I don't know either. My brother has been mysterious since he was a child. Even his parents don't know what he does all day long. Anyway, the fact that he is getting better and better has not changed." Vivien didn't care much.
As a result, she began to have a sense of blind admiration for her brother, just like Arisa. Especially after being rescued from a life-and-death situation this time, she unknowingly regarded Garen as her greatest reliance.
Rhodes nodded. In fact, Garen's information is very simple, but it is precisely because of this simplicity that he appears mysterious. Everyone who has investigated him knows his development history, but no one understands how he acquired those skills.
Terrifying killing skills.
"Forget it, I don't want to worry about it anymore. Anyway, all my worth is here, so I'll let my elder brother take care of these things." Rhodes chuckled.
"Who do you call big brother?"
Bang!
Vivien punched Rhodes hard on the abdomen and said with a vicious look on her face.
"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Rhodes quickly begged for mercy, holding his stomach and running away.
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Inside the restaurant
Garen and Nessera sat opposite each other. The table had been cleared and two steaming cups of milky coffee were served.
The rich aroma of coffee mixed with the strong aroma of milk permeated the entire restaurant, diluting the aroma of the dishes that had not dissipated just now.
"As the leader of the dark witch, why did you come to me for nothing?" Garen glanced at the ground of the restaurant around him. At some point, a circle of thin black lines spread out on the ground, forming a complete circle, connecting the two sides.
The place where the person was sitting was wrapped. He felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable energy protective film wrapping the place, blocking the sound from being transmitted out.
The relationship between Nesera and Garen has always been extremely bad. If ag hadn't stopped them in time the first time they met, the two might have started fighting. However, after the next two meetings, they gradually relaxed a little, but the relationship still didn't improve.
As Ag's old lover, Nesera is a natural energy absorber, and is the leader of the Dark Witch, the anti-Orthodox Witch organization. Although she has been suppressed by the forces of the Lion Mother, she still has extremely strong strength and
power, and the energy absorber's physique has an indescribable suppression of extraordinary power.
"If ag hadn't arranged for me to come over. We are temporarily short of manpower, do you think I want to come over?" Nesera said impatiently. She took out a small black medal from her arms and threw it over. "This is a token. Enter the witchcraft."
Don't lose the token that covers the area. Otherwise, even if you are a Dead Apostle, you will still be blocked for two hours."
Garen caught the medal. He picked it up and looked at it. The black triangular medal had a dark purple beetle in the middle. It looked vivid. He fiddled with the beetle's legs and the insect actually moved. This medal actually
Made from live beetles.
"We have formed the Lightless Alliance, and this medal is the highest status symbol. Now there are only three of us wearing the medal, representing the offensive and defensive alliance. If there is trouble, the other two sides will send out support. Is it okay?" Nesera frowned and explained.
"Of course, no problem." Garen nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a faint crisp sound on the badge. The thin legs of the beetle child suddenly stopped moving.
"The contract is established."
Garen didn't take it seriously. No matter how strong he was, there was only one person. Moreover, ag had helped him several times, and the sincerity shown was indeed not hypocritical. Such exchanges were also normal. He didn't like the vampires anyway.
Speaking of which, the same is true for his previous two worlds, never rejecting the possibility of joining forces to strengthen his own power. Garen suddenly thought. Maybe this is a way to achieve the goal regardless of means, regardless of his own strength.
Growth, or the active alliances brought about by others, as long as it does not delay your own growth time, then you will accept everyone who comes.
What if I change this approach? This is determined by my character, and it also reveals my own personality and habits.
Garen's thoughts flashed away.
"Are you listening to me?!" Neissera's somewhat unhappy voice reached his ears.
"Of course." Garen came back to his senses.
"The operation time is one month later. It will take a certain amount of time for the Wellington family to mobilize their forces. Several of their middle judges are on missions with foreign enemies or on vacation. If they want to mobilize them back for no reason, it will be very difficult for these inefficient families.
For the Vampires, it is impossible without benefits." When Nesera talked about efficiency, there was a hint of contempt on the corner of her mouth.
She is always so proud, always has a venomous mouth, and seems unable to see all the people she does not approve of.
In fact, apart from the Death Apostles, there are only a few people in the world who can catch her eye, including AG and Galleon.
"What we want is that all of them are here, otherwise wouldn't it be too much trouble to search for them one by one?" Neissera said casually.
"What are the specific details of the action?"
"We will dispatch the top two, the middle twenty, and you can do whatever you want with the rest. Your main goal is to destroy the Wellington family's silver light golem. It is a reality barrier set up by Wellington himself, and you can only rely on pure physics.
Power destroys." Nesera explained.
"Leave it to me then." Garen nodded.
He knew that ag was a part of the terrorist plan. This guy ag regarded the entire vampire race as a target of revenge. He was cultivating a kind of terrifying genetic monster that was completely against the vampire clan. Based on his hundreds of years of knowledge, a large number of
The flesh and blood ashes of vampires are used as food. This monster has been cultivated to the primary stage, and it has cost nearly three hundred vampires and the flesh and blood ashes of dozens of lower vampires.
ag named this monster ‘Sacrifice’.
"That's the whole situation. I will inform you of the details personally. By the way, a reminder, the savings of a thousand-year-old vampire family are very considerable. If there are fewer people going there, don't blame me for not reminding you." Neissera left it coldly.
With one word, he stood up and strode away.
The strange thing is that when she walked to the door of the confinement, she suddenly slowly disappeared and disappeared completely, as if she had passed through the door.
Garen looked away and played with the beetle medal in his hand.
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Somewhere in the Wellington family's stronghold, next to a bathhouse.
"We have received information. The Dark Witch Coven seems to be targeting us."
A seductive woman with fiery red waist-length hair whispered softly. She was wearing a loose black silk pajamas, vaguely revealing her naked body underneath. She was lying lazily on an oriental white hand-woven wicker chair.
"Dark Witch Coven? What does this have to do with them? This group of guys is notorious. They will do anything for power, without any principles or limits." The fool beside the blue water of the bathing pool leaned against a man with a handsome face, and even some men were not.
A male and female figure with blue hair. Her voice was clear and neutral, and her chest was slightly rising and falling, but there was an Adam's apple in her throat.
"Who knows? Anyway, I got the news through channels. I don't know why those crazy people are staring at us." The red-haired woman straightened up on one leg. With one hand, she took a cigarette rod from the small table next to her and put it on
The delicate black cigarette butt was filled with tobacco. She wiped it with one hand. Suddenly a flash of fire flashed, and the tobacco burned immediately, emitting wisps of white smoke.
Hiss...
The woman took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. The white smoke deformed and twisted in the air. After a while, it turned into a slender snake, circled around the woman, and then slowly disappeared.
"This kind of life is really comfortable..." the woman groaned and seemed even lazier, "I didn't agree with jumping between different parties at first. It was too troublesome. What's the difference between a secret party and a secret party? Anyway, they all live the same life.
"
"You can't say that." The blue-haired man in the water retorted, "Although Master Castine is strong enough, he is too soft-hearted and is not the real person suitable to lead my vampire clan to great cause."
"By the way, what are you going to do after you finish competing and crush the Ming Party?" the red-haired woman asked.
"Of course it's to gain more power." The blue-haired man replied casually.
"Then what happens after you gain power?"
"I can live a better life!" The blue-haired man rolled his eyes at her speechlessly.
"Then your life is not good now?" The red-haired woman yawned, "No one cares about you, you can do whatever you want, good food, fun, drink, nothing. I think
Life is pretty good now..."
The blue-haired man was a little speechless, as if he had been tricked by this guy.
"So, what are you people working so hard for? What fools you are." The red-haired woman waved her hands and said casually, and continued to smoke the cigarette.
"I can't make sense with you, Tu Lan." The blue-haired man was helpless.
"I just can't explain it to you." The red-haired woman Tu Lan replied lazily, "We are already in a high position and have thousands or even more years of life. What else can't we enjoy? Forget it, don't tell me.
That being said, you should carefully consider how to deal with the Dark Witch Coven in the future. I feel like it might not be easy to deal with this time."
"You mean they might take action? No, we have Mr. Wellington in charge."
"Who knows what those lunatics will do?" Tu Lan narrowed his eyes and prepared to sleep again.
To be honest, as a high-ranking vampire who has witnessed too many rises and falls, she has lived for almost four thousand years, witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties, witnessed the rapid development and rise of modern civilization, watched World War I and World War II, and participated in
The famous Normandy landing. When Germany announced its defeat, she was still a member of the delegation of the victorious countries.
Victory, defeat, what's the point? No matter how strong the victor is, it can't withstand the passage of time, and the vampires have stood at the apex of victory from the beginning. On this basis, they still find trouble and start a civil war on their own. That's not a fool.
?
Even if all the vampires of the Wellington family died in front of her, it would just be another place to continue living and enjoy. There are very few things that can give her a little excitement now. As the third most terrifying existence among the upper-level vampires,
Even including the Dead Apostles, she is still ranked seventh in the world.
But no one knew that she was already feeling signs of a breakthrough.
She has been at the pinnacle of her career for thousands of years, and once she breaks through, she may become a new Dead Apostle. Looking at those high-ranking people who are struggling on the edge of breakthrough and still unable to make progress, she sometimes imagines that maybe it is so radical and full of energy.
It is their ** mentality that stops them from moving forward.