The entire cargo ship suddenly changed direction and headed towards a certain U.S. naval port at full speed.
Gunshots and screams were heard from time to time on the ship. It was the vampires controlled by Tulan's control skills who were slaughtering their companions.
Tu Lan was staying in the control room with a tired look on his face, and the hypnotized vampire captain was speeding towards the redirected route honestly.
But even with her level and strength as a Death Apostle, it would be tiring to control so many vampires in a short period of time.
After all, the Dead Apostles are just a slightly stronger vampire than the higher-ranking vampires. Their biggest advantage is mainly their immortality. In fact, the gap between them and the upper-ranked vampires is not as big as imagined. At most, one Death Apostle is equivalent to the combined combat power of four or five higher-ranking vampires.
, except of course the paleness.
Therefore, the strongest point of the Dead Apostles is their immortality. Their own qualities are not too strong. Controlling so many vampires in a short time is also a big burden for the Dead Apostles. Fortunately, Tu Lan practices Huanlou Fist and uses
The Huan Lou Quan technique can affect and control the humans on the ship, but this technique creates short-term hallucinations, or can create amnesia effects, but it is powerless to modify the memory effect. It is a very sophisticated modification of the brain, so she
I can only use the vampire control technique as the main method, and the Huanlou Fist as a supplement. The effect is pretty good, and I can barely control the entire huge freighter to change its direction.
And an hour has passed now.
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night time
"Is the mask fake?" Hossiman was hiding on the back of a black reef on the coast, holding his mobile phone in his hand and listening to the voices coming from there.
"Tu Lan has succeeded, come back." Gallon said calmly on the phone.
Reluctantly, Hossiman took out the two masks he was wearing and inspected them carefully. After taking a closer look, he vaguely discovered that this mask did not seem to have a great sense of history. He could not tell it in a daze, but if he looked closely,
It was possible to detect traces of wear and tear. An ordinary person might not be able to detect it. But with his advanced five senses, he could indeed detect some subtle things that were wrong.
Bang!!
The mask was hit hard on the reef and exploded into countless fragments, leaving a large gap in the reef.
Hosiman's face turned cold. He was actually tricked by the vampires! This was the first time he had suffered such a big loss since his debut.
After pressing the injury on his shoulder, his expression became colder and colder.
"I understand." He replied in a low voice into the phone. Garen seemed to have guessed that he was losing his temper, so he just hummed and hung up the phone.
Tulan is a Death Apostle, so he can't do anything about it, but there should be a mask on Damu's side...
A hint of coldness flashed across Hossiman's face. He took out his cell phone again and started trying to make a call. Many powerful friends and connections were flowing through his mind, but after looking at the missed calls on his cell phone, he quickly locked on one.
Best candidate.
After a while the number was dialed.
"Hello. I'm Hossiman, is this Miss Munehiriko? I need a little favor from you here."
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On a luxury cruise ship
As soon as Souki Riko sat down in her room in shock, her cell phone rang.
I looked at the caller and saw that it was Hossiman who had left earlier.
Her expression condensed, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she quickly picked up the phone and answered the call.
"Hello. I'm Riko, Mr. Hoseman? What do you want me to help you with?"
"Okay...okay...I understand." The phone hung up. Zongerizi breathed a deep sigh of relief.
There were so many things in her mind that she wanted to ask, but after she answered the phone just now, her mind went blank and she didn't ask anything.
Who do Horseman and those two people who look like they are filming a movie belong to?
She had heard rumors about the extraordinary world circle before, but she always thought they were just rumors, just fiction and exaggeration. But she didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to really see such a scene today.
She quickly made a few calls to make arrangements as requested by Hossiman. She hesitated for a while and finally dialed her father's number. But after getting through, she hesitated and just told her father about her arrangements, but she didn't.
Mention any news about the cruise ship.
She stood up and walked out of the cabin. However, she saw a pale young woman guarding her door.
She recognized her as the bodyguard who had been following Hosiman.
"It's still very dangerous on the ship now, so it's better for you not to come out."
"Okay." Sokariko nodded and returned to the room.
It seemed that the attackers had been expelled from the ship. In other words, the attackers had left. It was considered safe for the time being, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
Back in the room, she suddenly thought of some records about the Sleepless Face that she had seen in family books. Her family had acquired a large collection of books from an ancient European family after its decline. She had also been particularly fond of reading books since she was a child.
, I have gone into it and read a lot, and I have a certain understanding of the Sleepless Mask that Hosiman is looking for. There is a detailed record about this mask in those classics.
After gathering the twelve masks, you have to go to a certain location to find the clues to the final mask. According to the ancient family's item-by-item speculations, there are two possibilities for the location of that location, all of which are recorded in the book.
The thing was originally just a record of ancient historical and archaeological knowledge, with only collection value, but now that she thought about it, Zongerizi felt a faint feeling in her chest.
She realized that this might be an opportunity to get in touch with the extraordinary world!
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Dam climbed out of the underground palace exhausted. The moonlight outside shone down and fell on him, reflecting a pale body.
laugh!
Fine lines of blood suddenly shot out on the skin of his arms and thighs.
After quickly tapping a few acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, Dam propped up his body and ran towards the corresponding location reluctantly.
This is the result of a serious overdraft caused by using the ultimate secret that you cannot master after opening the first star.
The transmitter hidden on his body has been destroyed in the fierce battle just now. Now there is no way to notify the Sith and others outside, so they can only drive them out themselves.
Staggering out of the temple's stupa forest, he ducked out of the temple through dark corners and came to the dark alley on the side.
"Where are the things?" Sith appeared at the entrance of the alley with a few people.
"Here I am. Let's go now!" Dam said weakly.
Sis looked at Dam's weak look, with a hint of coldness and hesitation in his eyes.
He was hesitating whether to kill him right here. The opponent was so weak and he had a lot of people around him. If he did it, it might be possible to succeed. After getting the mask, it would be a good reason to say that Damu died in a vampire attack.
The only thing I'm worried about is whether Dam is really that weak, whether it's true or just pretending.
The Sith could not resist the temptation of the mask.
This is an opportunity to extend their lifespan and improve their martial arts! Damn and Hosiman didn't realize that it only took a few years for them to reach a high level under the training of the Boxing Saint. Such a speed would have been achieved if it had been them.
It should also be able to be promoted to a higher level!!
Since it only takes a few years for the Master of Boxing to teach a high-ranking person, he probably won’t care too much about the death of a high-ranking person...
Involuntarily, the way Sis looked at Dam changed somewhat.
"I informed the intelligence center before I came, and they will send someone to pick them up right away! Before the vampires arrive, let's leave immediately!" Dam's eyes flashed slightly, and he said quickly.
The stern look in Sith's eyes subsided slightly.
"Everyone, protect the marshal, we will evacuate immediately!" He waved his hand, and the people from the surrounding families quickly came up to help Dam, and the group quickly evacuated from the alley.
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Holy Fist Palace
Garen opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock. There were still a few minutes left.
He reached out and held the blood bottle, hanging it above Tu Lan.
Crush the blood bottle with a snap, and the blood inside slowly drips down, like the thickest oily liquid. Or like syrup, it slowly drips onto Tu Lan's head and forehead.
The strange thing is that less than a second after the blood dripped down, the blood immediately penetrated into Tu Lan's skin without leaving any trace, as if it was completely absorbed by the skin.
laugh!
Tu Lan in the blood pool suddenly opened his eyes, and the dilated pupils in his eyes quickly shrank.
Hiss....
She took a deep breath and then exhaled. Her chest swelled up like an air bag and then sank sharply.
"How is it?" Garen asked in a low voice.
"Fortunately, it has been handed over." Tu Lan nodded, without caring about his "chiluo" body, he stood up from the blood pool, pulled off a gauze dress from the nearby clothes rack and put it on.
"I have obtained two masks here, but they are hidden somewhere inside the freighter and need to be investigated. Please let a more careful person pass by," she said quickly.
"No problem." Garen said clearly, "Two masks...what a good news..."
"There is also bad news." Tu Lan frowned and said, "I got the news from an old friend. All the dead disciples of the Vampire Clan have disappeared. They all went..."
"Going to find the remaining masks?" Garen answered her question.
"You know?" Tu Lan was slightly shocked.
Gallon looked calm,
"It's not difficult to guess." His second soul seed is now imminent and may be condensed at any time, but he always feels that something is missing. Although the second soul seed has not been completely condensed and hatched, his energy and spirit have also been affected by this.
Reaching an unprecedented peak, my heart felt empty and light, like a pure and flawless water mirror without a single ripple.
At the critical moment when the soul is condensing, there must not be too many distracting thoughts. Only the purest thoughts can condense all the power of the soul and make it highly concentrated. This is also a little trick taught to him by Hesas, which can speed up the condensation.
"Aren't you afraid that they will destroy the mask immediately after they get it?" Tu Lan asked doubtfully.
"If they get the mask, they won't destroy it easily..." Garen said calmly, "No one will be willing to give up this opportunity. This opportunity can be the first to break the myth of the immortality of the Dead Apostles..."
Once the final mask is obtained and the ancestor's bloodline is achieved, it will be able to pose a substantial threat and suppression to other Dead Apostles. The Dead Apostles will no longer be a symbol of immortality. At that time, the one who obtains the ancestor's bloodline will be the truly strongest in the world.
The only master of the big one!
Even if Garen's power reaches this level now, he would not dare to directly engage in an all-out war with the Vampire Death Apostles, because he cannot kill the Death Apostles, and being unable to kill them means that both sides will suffer, and everything will be lost.
This is not what Garen wants to see, nor is it what the Vampires want to see.