Although the entire town is not large in area, it is a key tourist town in the West because there are acres of violets here, which are like a dream and are very popular among young couples.
In addition, Luolan Town also has another name, called Dream Town.
Nowadays, life is fast-paced and stressful, and many people suffer from insomnia or sleep disorders. But it is different in Luolan Town. Insomnia almost does not exist in Luolan Town, and everyone can fall asleep easily.
among.
It is precisely because of this that Luolan Town has become a paradise for insomniacs. However, Luolan Town is a semi-closed town. Tourists can come in and hang out, but they cannot stay at night. There are only one or two hotels, and the accommodation fees are sky-high.
Ordinary people simply cannot afford to live there.
In the center of Roland Town, there is a castle. This is the private property left by a former duke and is now inherited by his descendants. However, that descendant is very low-key and the outside world knows very little about him. Naturally, more information is known about him.
Who wouldn't know that the owner of this castle belongs to the Nightmare Clan, and this castle is one of the Nightmare Clan's strongholds.
Inside the castle!
Meng Ji's face looked cold at the moment. Beside her were two panicked women. The three of them were candidates for the future heirs of the Nightmare Clan. They also appeared here to participate in the election meeting for the heirs of the Clan.
In the entire castle, almost all the senior officials of the Nightmare Clan were present. However, at this moment, everyone present looked at the two men at the front, one with silver hair and the other with blond hair.
"The position of leader of the Nightmare Clan belongs to me. Now that you have declared your allegiance to me, you can still survive. Otherwise, I don't mind destroying the flowers with my own hands, or destroying your cultivation and then selling it to other forces. After all, we are the Nightmare Clan.
Women are very popular in the black market." The golden man looked at Meng Ji and the three girls with a sinister smile and threatened.
"Clan leader, elders, listen to what Andre said. Is a person like him suitable to be a clan leader?"
A woman next to Meng Ji looked at an old man standing aside, who was the current leader of the Nightmare clan.
It's just that at this moment, the leader of the Nightmare Clan looked extremely ugly, and he didn't say a word in the face of the tribe's questions. He just looked at the silver-haired man behind Andre from time to time, with a look of fear in his eyes.
No one knows the terror of this silver-haired man better than her. If it weren't for the existence of this man, Andre would have been so presumptuous that he would have cleaned up the family and destroyed him long ago.
But now he didn't dare, because the powerful aura exuded by the silver-haired man just now made him understand that even the entire Nightmare clan was no match for him. If the other party was angered, no one present would be able to escape.
If all of them were killed, then the Nightmare Clan would be no different from being destroyed.
Although Andre is guilty of the crime below, Andre is at least a member of the Nightmare Clan and one of the heirs to the clan leader. It is better for Andre to become the heir than the destruction of the Nightmare Clan.
Therefore, the leader of the Nightmare clan and the elders have already acquiesced in Andre's arrogance.
Different from the panic of the other two women, Meng Ji's expression was cold, but she was also thinking in her heart. The sudden silence of the patriarch and elders, and Andre's arrogance, all meant that there was some truth that she did not understand.
Andre was obviously confident, and the only thing she didn't understand at the scene was the silver-haired man. He had been silent since he appeared, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.
But the more this happened, the more Meng Ji felt that Andre's arrogance and confidence probably came from this silver-haired man.
"Since the patriarch and elders all agree with you, Andre, becoming the heir, then I naturally have no objection."
Before she understood the truth, Meng Ji did not intend to take risks. Although she wanted to be the heir to the clan leader of the Nightmare clan, it was not necessary.
"Haha, Mengji, you are indeed aware of current affairs. That's good. Let's do it this way. If I serve as the heir to the clan leader, you will become my wife. I won't treat you badly."
Andre looked at Meng Ji with lust in his eyes. Meng Ji was not only one of the heir candidates, but also the most beautiful woman in the Nightmare clan. However, Meng Ji usually didn't have a good look towards him at all, but now he had this opportunity.
Got this beauty.
"What heir? From today on, you are the leader of the Nightmare Clan."
The silver-haired man who had been silent suddenly spoke, and as soon as his words came out, everyone at the scene was stunned, and all the Nightmare tribesmen looked at him with hostile eyes.
When the current clan leader is still alive, saying that Andre will be the clan leader is tantamount to betraying the Nightmare Clan and becoming the enemy of the entire Nightmare Clan.
"Your Excellency is a bit too much. Andre is a member of my Nightmare Clan and is qualified to be the heir to the clan leader. I can accept this result and am willing to give you some face, but your words do not mean that I, the Nightmare Clan, will be released."
In your eyes, do you really think that I, the Nightmare Clan, are soft persimmons that everyone rubs against you?"
The leader of the Nightmare Clan glared at the silver-haired man, but the silver-haired man remained unmoved and just pointed his finger at the leader of the Nightmare Clan.
There was no energy fluctuation, but the face of the leader of the Nightmare Clan suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth as if to say something. Unfortunately, there was no chance, and before he could make any sound, his body fell straight to the ground.
The leader of the Nightmare Tribe, who also had heaven-level strength, died like this. The faces of the entire Nightmare Tribe in the castle showed panic and fear.
Yes, in addition to the patriarch who is a heaven-level powerhouse, the Nightmare Clan also has two elders who are also heaven-level powerhouses. However, even the clan leader did not catch the opponent's finger. The two elders did not dare to resist at all, for fear of failing.
Following in the footsteps of the patriarch.
"It turns out that Andre relied on you. Your strength is indeed strong, but we, the Nightmare Clan, are one of the members of the Dark Parliament. Are you not afraid that the Chairman of the Dark Parliament and other giants will come to seek justice for me, the Nightmare Clan?"
"
Meng Ji spoke. Although she knew that saying these words would bring disaster to her, she could not allow her to remain silent at the moment. The other party was so strong. With the help of the Nightmare Tribe itself, she would definitely not be able to suppress the other party. She could only pull her apart.
The Tiger Skin of the Dark Council.
The Dark Council is an alliance of many dark races. Although everyone in the Dark Council usually has troubles with each other, there are some iron rules that must be observed. If one party encounters an external threat, especially a genocide, the other members of the Dark Council will
Members must step in to help.
It is precisely because of this deterrence that some weak races can survive. Otherwise, they would either be annihilated by the church or annexed by other races.
"Dark Council?"
A look of ridicule appeared on the silver-haired man's face, "The current Dark Council has no time to pay attention to your trivial matters. What they should consider is how to deal with the church with saints."
"saint?"
Upon hearing these two words, most members of the Nightmare clan were confused, but the expressions of those elders and Meng Ji changed because they knew what the saint was referring to.
In church scriptures, the Lord is supreme, and the Lord incarnated as Jesus in the human world and accepted twelve disciples. Outsiders called these twelve disciples, including Judas, who betrayed Jesus.
But within the church, they call these twelve disciples saints, second only to Jesus.
It is rumored that these twelve disciples have inherited the power of Jesus. Each disciple's strength is unfathomable. Just one disciple can destroy the entire Dark Council.
However, judging from the church books and the information obtained by the Dark Council, these twelve disciples had already followed the footsteps of Jesus and left, no longer in this world.
If someone else had said such words, Meng Ji would definitely think that the other person was lying, but with the strength of the silver-haired man in front of her, there was no need to lie in this regard.
"When troubled times come, the forces of the entire world will be reshuffled. If you, the Nightmare Tribe, want to survive, you have to choose to attach yourself to a more powerful force. Otherwise, the only thing waiting for you is annihilation."
Threat, the silver-haired man was a naked threat, but the other party had such strength, and Andre was ecstatic. He originally thought that he could only get the status of an heir, but he did not expect that he could directly become the patriarch.
With this adult and the support of the forces behind him, no one can take away my position as the leader of the Nightmare Clan, and I can sit very securely.
Now that the situation has reached this point, the Nightmare Tribe seems to have no other choice.
Surrender is always better than death.
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Vatican.
"His Majesty the Pope has just received a report from the Archbishop of France. His Royal Highness the Son of God in the East has returned and asked the Archbishop for news about the Nightmare Tribe. The Archbishop thought that the Son of God might have gone to the headquarters of the Nightmare Tribe. He was afraid that the Son of God would be in danger, so he reported the news specifically."
In the Papal Basilica of the Vatican, Louis Vuitton listened to the report of his subordinates, his expression did not change much, but the expression of a woman standing aside changed a bit.
This woman is none other than the church's saint, Yvonne.
"Is that the bastard from the East?"
Next to Yvonne stood a handsome young man wearing a knight's uniform. The armor weighed a thousand pounds, but the man didn't feel any discomfort wearing it. You can imagine the endurance of this body.
How powerful.
"Warren, Fang Ming is the Son of God after all, please be careful with your words." An archbishop in the hall said with some dissatisfaction.
"What Son of God? My ancestor has already said that the Lord will never be reincarnated in the East. Is the Son of God a fake? Or do you think my ancestor will lie?"
Wallen had no respect for the archbishop, not even the pope. On the contrary, facing Wallen's arrogance and domineering, Louis Vuitton and other archbishops did not even get angry.