Tower of the End, House of Inheritance, Library of Truth.
This is a huge warehouse. The red light of dusk penetrates the prototype roof of asphalt glass and shines on the rows of giant bookshelves, making the books and records made of various materials shine brightly.
"Can you be more serious?"
A thin and handsome middle-aged man with short gray hair was holding an eternal lamp and standing behind a row of huge bookshelves, looking dissatisfied at the other side of the bookshelf.
There was a sickly blond young man sitting against a bookshelf.
The secondary security officer of Yongxing City, Cohen Karabiyan, raised his head with a tired face and looked at his teacher, Jedi Tafner.
The vigilance officer raised his hands as he was dying and said:
"Hey! I asked someone to take a month's leave, and it took me seven days to rush to the Tower of the End without stopping!"
"You dragged me here without even getting any sleep!"
"I ate two pieces of bread in the middle!"
Cohen slapped his stomach feebly and protested feebly:
"You should at least care about the life and death of students, right?"
His teacher, a middle-aged man—Jedi Tafner snorted, put down the eternal lamp, and picked up another book nonchalantly: "You yourself proposed that you want to refer to the inheritor's classics... You know Shao
He won't agree - the old man from the Far East who sticks to the rules. I can only seize the time and come with you while he is away."
Thinking of Master Shao, one of the inheritors, and his temper, Cohen leaned against the bookshelf behind him, feeling that he really couldn't arouse the interest in looking for books.
He said helplessly: "Shao... didn't he give up his qualification to inherit the No. 1 Sword Sect in the Far East and come to the Tower of the End? I thought he would not be so conservative and rigid when he did something like that..."
"How do I know? Shao's inheritance has all kinds of strange regulations. Anyway, I still haven't understood the operating rules of their "sect" - if we are from the Far East Sword Sect, then as a student,
As soon as you enter the door, you should kowtow respectfully to me."
"If you disrespect me...like you are now..."
Jedi stared at Cohen fiercely: "I can destroy your sword hand!"
Cohen rolled his eyes.
"Have you found any connection between the 'Sword of Disaster' and the Blood Bottle Gang?" the vigilance officer asked listlessly.
"No, it's still those things that you and I both know," Jedi put the ancient parchment back in his hand angrily: "Because I am very inefficient! There is also a student who refuses to get up and help!"
Cohen pretended not to hear the latter sentence and said in deep thought: "Well, why don't you tell me, what is the attitude of the tower towards those 'Swords of Disaster' now? How much do you know? Maybe I can combine it with what I saw in the security hall.
Information, will it be helpful?”
Jedi stopped what he was doing, looked at his students, and was silent for a long time.
He finally sighed: "Okay, but if you want to know, you have to join our secret group."
"Secret team?" Cohen turned his head curiously.
"To put it simply, it is a small group of people in the Tower of the End who have been given a special mission. Their goal is to fight against the inheritance of the Sword of Ending outside the tower, also known as the 'Sword of Disaster'."
"I'll join!" Cohen's eyes lit up!
He must join.
We must know more about the "Sword of Disaster", about that violent ending power.
Even...for Raphael and Miranda.
He secretly clenched his fists.
"So refreshing?" Jedi said in surprise, and then showed a happy smile: "Okay, there are Chartier and me in this group, and now you are the one more."
Cohen opened his mouth.
"You--there are only three of us?"
"A group of three..."
"Want to fight against the Sword of Disaster?"
With a cheated expression on his face, Cohen looked at the teacher in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"
"What happened to the three of us! We are a secret group after all - but we have an official name!" Jedi slapped his thigh and said inscrutably:
"Shao calls us - 'The Purifiers'."
Cohen looked stern.
eliminate?
Purge the traitors?
Then Raphael...
"But Shatil felt that based on the blood debt committed by Crassus, it would be better to use the 'Avengers'..."
Jedi leaned forward with a serious expression: "And I think, according to the importance of our mission, we should be called..."
Cohen subconsciously wanted to cover his ears, but Jedi had already spit out the words:
"Kill Krasu's Heavy Light Terminator Tower and revive the extraordinary sword to save Errol's Jedi team!"
Cohen looked at his teacher with contempt.
"Haha, I'm kidding! The atmosphere is too serious!"
Seeing Cohen's expression of eating shit, Jedi laughed and patted his shoulder, but then sighed.
"But unfortunately, until now, we have limited knowledge of that violent ending power," Jedi said disappointedly: "After all, what you feel when you confront them is not the full extent of their ending power."
Cohen also became serious: "There is no result at all?"
Jedi looked at his student. After a few seconds, he still pursed his lips and said seriously: "No, there are still results. At least we know that the violent and crazy ending power that started with the "Sword of Disaster" Crassus...
…”
"Actually, it's to imitate ancient times, a mysterious and terrifying power."
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"Look, Serin, why don't we sit down and have a good talk?" Thales looked at the desperate Cortina and the proud Serena with a smile and said, "There's no need to be so violent."
"Oh..."
Serena raised her eyebrows and threw Katerina out.
"boom!"
The latter hit a tree not far away and struggled to raise his head.
Serena Binting walked towards Thales in a colorful manner.
"Let it out?" Serena looked at the black coffin and showed a seductive smile: "How to do it? Kick it with your legs?"
Thales' heart beat uncontrollably.
calm.
At least she let Cortrina go.
This is the only chance.
I must grasp it.
"The Black Coffin of Dark Night can only be opened with the key carried by the monarch and the blood of direct members of Corleone's family," Serena laughed playfully: "That is, the blood of Corleone and I."
In the distance, Katerina raised her head with difficulty and looked here reluctantly.
Her limbs are healing, but very slowly.
Not to mention rebirth.
This battle between sisters... She thought desperately: there is no hope of a comeback.
Is it?
Thales took a deep breath: "Laurana and the others must have told you how Rolf and I escaped from the dungeon of Manor Manor, right?"
Serena narrowed her eyes.
"I have a special power," Thales trembled, trying his best to weave his story to make it look more believable. "I can break all shackles... How about I try it on this coffin?"
Thales touched the sharp piece of wood in his hand behind his back, feeling uneasy.
He couldn't cut the rope, but...
Cutting yourself should be fine.
Although the side effects of that power...may be a bit big.
However, without the assistance of his hand, would his "loss of control" still be effective?
Thales smiled bitterly in his heart: I can only try "killing you with my eyes".
Serena's steps were getting closer and closer: "So it's your superpower."
"But why do you think I tied your hands?" Serena lowered her head and laughed coldly: "I asked Laurana exactly. Your superpower must be cut with blood before it can be activated!"
"This is a bolt for you, Your Highness Thales." She said softly.
Thales was shocked.
Had she... noticed this a long time ago?
Serena continued to walk closer.
"It's far enough!" Thales shouted: "Don't come any closer!"
He had calculated that at this distance, even if Serena flashed over, it would take at least one second.
Enough for him to launch that... on the coffin.
"I have a piece of wood in my hand," Thales turned sideways, exposed a piece of wood, then turned back carefully and quickly, gasping slightly: "It's enough for me to cut my own hand!"
"Do you really want to see that magician?" He kicked the black coffin behind him: "Do you want me to knock on the door for you first?"
Serena's eyes showed coldness.
This little devil.
Are you betting on whether I dare to take risks?
"Dear Thales!"
In Thales' sight, Serena stood still, suddenly smiled brightly, and spread her hands: "You must have misunderstood!"
"I didn't mean to hurt you at all."
"To me, a living heir to the stars is more useful than a dead heir to the stars, isn't it?"
"We have an agreement: with each other's help, you will be crowned king one day, and I will be restored to the throne."
"Have you forgotten, I still have an engagement."
Thales frowned.
This old witch.
Ugly-faced woman.
"Let's join forces! The navies of your East China Sea Territory and South Coast Territory, coupled with our natural geographical advantage at Wanghai Cliff, can control the southern part of the sea that is rich in eternal oil," Serena stretched out her right hand and slowly
Clenching his fist: "Become the inner sea of the Starry Night Alliance."
"Stars and Night share interests, support each other, and deter opponents on their respective continents, your Exter and Conmas, our Su Ye and Humble," Serena looked straight at Thales: "
That was my initial thought."
"Don't believe her!" Katerina spat out a mouthful of blood in the distance and said in a hateful voice: "Only the craziest devil dares to ally with this bitch who has a snake-like heart!"
"Boom!"
Serena smiled coldly and threw a very fast snowball, knocking Katerina unconscious.
Thales took a deep breath.
Serena continued expressionlessly: "I know you are not an ordinary seven-year-old child. You have maturity and wisdom beyond your age, and you know that my idea is feasible."
She extended her hand to Thales: "We are allies."
Thales lowered his head.
ally.
well.
"You wanted to kill me before." Thales frowned.
"It's to attract my sister's attention and ultimately defeat her," Serena smiled: "Happy cooperation."
But Thales raised his head slightly and shook his head slightly.
"Seline, this is the last time I call you that."
Serena's expression changed.
"Let's stop the deception," Thales sighed: "You don't regard me as an ally at all... Ugly Faced Woman."
Serena's eyes sharpened.
"When we first met, your words were full of lies - you said that you were the true heir of the Corleone family and the legal and orthodox ruler of the Hill of Pain."
"I'm not lying about this." Serena blinked her big, charming eyes, but Thales, who was deeply impressed by her 'other side', was not moved at all.
"I am indeed King Nightwing, the first heir to His Majesty Renley Corleone." Serena grinned, stretched out her index finger to wipe away a trace of blood on her cheek, and then put it into her mouth to suck.
This action makes her more alluring and enchanting.
But Thales was secretly anxious: How long can it be delayed?
Where are Ada and the others?
With Serin's speed, there is only one chance to use "Out of Control", and the effect is uncertain.
This trump card must not be used until the last moment.
"But you didn't mention the fact that you killed the previous king," Thales shook his head: "In other words, you are not a pretender to the throne who failed in the fight for the throne, but you killed the king's father. The crime is unpardonable.
Repeat offenders should be punished."
Serena's charming eyes began to freeze.
"Even if you become stronger, I'm afraid no one in the Kingdom of Night will support your coronation."
Thales looked up at Serena and said word by word:
"There's no way you can reset."
The sunset is about to set.
There was silence on the snow.
Serena looked at him and didn't turn her eyes away for a long, long time.
"I've really had enough of you," Serena's smile disappeared and her voice was extremely cold: "You are a self-righteous short-lived creature."
"you're right."
"Even if I kill Cortrina here."
"The Holy Blood Corps who are loyal to her, including the warriors behind her, Castigan, Sullivan, Loliroa, and the clans that covet the Blood Sea Throne, will not allow me to be crowned."
"So, your real enemies are the opponents who are almost everywhere in the Kingdom of Night." Thales closed his eyes tightly and exhaled:
"So, you need the power of a country to destroy those opponents that you cannot defeat."
"Originally, I only wanted to use your power to intercept Cortrina, but the assassination of the Exeter mission gave me a great inspiration," Serena, with a frosty face, nodded: "Heir
Death leads to war between countries."
"After all, the king of the stars made a sacred oath in public. If you die, the person who avenges you... will be the next king."
Thales sighed.
"The next heir to the stars died in the Queen of Night's shameless interception, and the latter disappeared for no reason." Serena shook her head and sighed: "How many careerists do you think will attack the kingdom of night at all costs, at least make relevant plans?
Oath, just for the throne of the stars?"
"After all, it only takes a week to follow the ocean current from the south coast of the stars, cross the Sea of Terminal, and reach the Kingdom of Night."
"The war will purge the opponents of the Holy Blood Corps and give me a more obedient Kingdom of Night," Serena took a step forward enthusiastically: "And the true heir of Corleone will turn the tide at the last moment."
"So this is the purpose of the alliance, to use the hands of the stars to cleanse your opponents," Thales looked at Serena's face and said quietly: "The Starry Night Alliance is a complete scam."
"You don't understand, you childish brat," Serena sneered, "The alliance is to fight against the enemy."
Thales glanced at the fainted Cortrina.
"No," Serena said coldly, "I mean, ally with your enemy and betray him at a critical moment."
"Betrayal is the true meaning of alliance."
Thales frowned deeply.
So that's it, this is her survival logic.
The Starry Night Alliance, Thales' first diplomacy in his life, has completely failed so far.
In the days to come, when Thales sat at the negotiating table countless times, he couldn't help but think of this scene. At the same time, he recalled vigilantly the "true meaning of alliance" and the relationship between him and a certain female vampire.
After more than a month, the Starry Night Alliance ended in failure.
"Sure enough, a loli vampire who has lived for hundreds of years, is cute, capable, arrogant and childish. She has red eyes and silver hair. She called me brother in a cooing voice and rushed to marry me." Tai.
Ers sighed:
"This kind of routine... I think too much!"
He lowered his head in despair: "This is not Xiao Baiwen's world after all."