Carrying Andreev's action box, Karl went all the way to the ninth floor underground. Along the way, Karl's eyes were filled with astonishment.
From the fourth underground floor to the ninth underground floor, each floor is covered with the torn remains of blood servants, broken arms, mutilated thighs, disgusting internal organs, and countless human heads.
.... The white floors on each floor were dyed blood red by the blood of blood servants, so much so that Karl almost stepped on the corpses of blood servants all over the floor.
According to preliminary calculations, Karl saw at least the remains of no fewer than five hundred blood servants along the way. Each one was torn in half from head to toe with sharp claws, and there were even many blood servants whose heads were damaged by something.
I ate half of it!
In fact, Karl could already imagine that scene. He could imagine the cruel scene of a monster killing hundreds of blood servants from the fourth underground floor to the ninth underground floor.
The more he looked at the extremely bloody scenes around him, the more solemn Carl's eyes became, and he subconsciously bit his lips because he couldn't believe that Chu Zifeng had done all this.
"What happened to him? And..." Thinking of this, Karl's eyes suddenly became darker, because after seeing the cruel and bloody scenes around him, Karl remembered an investigation report
, investigation report on Chu Zifeng.
Yes, Karl has investigated Chu Zifeng, but not recently, but a few years ago after learning that Chu Zifeng was accepted as a disciple by Ribei Shinoyama, Karl ordered someone to investigate Chu Zifeng's details.
background.
If Carl remembers correctly, that report was very strange. According to the investigation of the Bollen family, it seems that neither Chu Zifeng nor Chu Qianqian is the biological child of Chairman Chu, but was adopted by him. But at that time, Carl
The focus on Chu Zifeng was not focused on this. At that time, he was only paying attention to everything that Chu Zifeng and Ribei Shinoyama experienced in the year they left the academy. He was also concerned about whether Chu Zifeng was Chairman Chu.
Carl just glanced at his biological son and ignored it.
But today, after seeing this bloody and confusing scene, Karl finally remembered the report and was thinking about it secretly.
Who is Zifeng? Can he really become so powerful and terrifying after experiencing one ordeal? He is not the biological son of Chairman Chu, so there is no way to speculate on the origin of his bloodline. More importantly, Zifeng seems
He is a member of the Gangro clan, but the number of descendants of this clan in the Celestial Dynasty does not seem to be that large...
After placing concentrated bombs on the ninth floor underground, Karl did not continue to think about it because he couldn't think of any more. Carrying the action box on his back, Karl walked into the elevator nearby.
In fact, Karl walked down the emergency escape stairs from the fourth to the ninth floors underground. He had never chosen to take the elevator. This time, he chose the elevator because he planned to rush directly to the elevator.
The bottom floor is the eighteenth floor underground!
Now, he doesn't have the magic eye, and Huang Xiaobei and Chu Zifeng are all missing. There is actually only one choice left for Karl, and that is to blow up this place! Of course, it is good if you can escape, but you can escape
If I don’t leave... Carl lowered his head and smiled, so he could only stay here.
Standing in the slowly descending elevator, Karl reached out and smoothed his blond hair that was wet with sweat on his forehead, and whispered to himself, "I hope Xiao An and the others can escape from here alive. Well, if Senior Xiao Bei is with me,
If I were with them, I would have probably led them away long ago, but if they were all caught..."
Karl's eyes were downcast and he did not continue speaking, but just released his clenched fists.
He was alone and couldn't save them.
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"Punch ten times harder!"
At this moment, a faint roar suddenly came from outside the elevator. The moment he heard the roar, Karl raised his head and turned to look at the elevator next to him, seeing that the elevator had arrived.
On the tenth floor underground, Karl immediately reached out and pressed the stop button!
Is it Xiao An’s voice? Yes, it’s Xiao An’s voice! He is still fighting with people, and he is still using his heavy punches!
A surprised smile appeared on Karl's face. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to press the elevator that was still descending rapidly. However, the elevator had already left the tenth underground floor and would not stop unless it reached the next floor.
However, Karl did not feel depressed at all, because Andreev was still alive! He was still fighting, which was enough to surprise him! And if Xiao An was still alive, it meant that the possibility of others surviving was also high.
Big! Thinking of this, Karl let out a breath of relief.
It’s good to be alive and have hope. Karl’s originally downcast eyes and much depressed spirit were instantly wiped away after hearing Andreev’s roar!
Soon, the elevator reached the eleventh floor underground, and the elevator door slowly opened after the elevator stopped.
"Ding dong." Hearing the beep of the elevator stopping, Karl immediately pressed the button for the tenth floor. Now he couldn't wait to rush back to Andreev and the others.
However, at this moment, as the elevator door slowly opened, two black shadows appeared in front of Karl.
At the same moment, Karl's hand pressing the elevator button paused.
Gently raising his head, looking at the two demon party ability users outside the elevator who were looking at him in astonishment, Carl also fell into a brief daze, but it was only for half a second, and half a second later, Carl was already
He rushed out of the elevator at an unimaginable speed. At the same time, the desert eagle in his right hand also pressed against the chest of the man standing in front of him.
"Bang bang bang bang!" Four violent gunshots rang out in succession, and four high-speed rotating bullets penetrated the heart of the demon party ability user in an instant and burst out of his back! Hold on tightly
Karl, who had captured the Demon Party's ability user, had an extremely cold look in his eyes. He used the Desert Eagle in his hand to directly blast a huge hole in the chest of the Demon Party's ability user!
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five minutes later.
Withdrawing both guns, Karl looked away from the figure in front of him who was covering his right arm and running away in panic. Looking at the corpse at his feet again, Karl sighed slightly, with a look on his face.
His expression was extremely complicated.
How should I put it, he actually had a chance to kill these two people just now...but, he was thinking about the demon party's ability user, or in other words, thinking about that person when he saw him.
When he saw himself, there was a look of panic on his face and his head lowered in an instant. Karl's hand that wanted to pull the trigger suddenly became a little loose.
Because he thought of Weslin, he let the man go and only wounded his arm with a gun, causing him to wake up under the stimulation of pain so that he could turn around and escape.
Carl has no regrets about his choice, because his senior Wesleyan is very nice and Carl is unwilling to do anything that makes him feel sad.
After all, my senior Wesley...is already having a hard time.
Putting away his guns, Karl turned around and prepared to walk back to the elevator, but at this moment, his steps suddenly stopped.
Turning his gaze to the unclosed steel door on his left, Karl's eyes turned slightly. After a short silence, driven by curiosity, Karl walked towards the forgotten door.
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This is a library, or a library that has been mostly emptied.
Karl walked beside the wooden bookshelf filled with messy books and useless manuscripts. Looking at the messy manuscripts and some dusty books on the bookshelf, a glimmer of light gradually appeared in his eyes. Soon, Karl stopped at
In front of one of the bookshelves, I checked it carefully.
Picking up a few dusty books, Karl simply looked through them a few times and put the books back, because they were actually a few "A Brief Introduction to Reptiles" and "Encyclopedia of Marine Biology", which were very comprehensive.
A wide range of popular biological science books.
He took out the pages of A4 printed documents scattered on the bookshelf. The more Carl looked at them, the more he frowned. The records on them seemed to be some kind of experimental records, but the key points were replaced with special symbols.
, and the formulas used seem to have some complicated cover-ups, and they don’t seem to be serious chemical formulas or mathematical formulas. Why are there still some traces of ancient alchemy in them?
Even without the magic eye, Karl could see it at a glance. Even if he showed these experimental records to today's Nobel Prize winners in chemistry, it would be difficult to understand the magic without knowing the specific meanings of which symbols.
What do these experimental records of the party represent? As for alchemy... Karl sighed and smiled. After ten years of war, the last alchemist master of the Camarilla is gone.
Picking up the experimental papers and manuscripts scattered on the ground and looking at them, Karl found that they were also strange things filled with obscure alchemical symbols and chemical formulas. He threw the papers in his hand back to the ground, and Karl
There was no trace of disappointment on his face.
After all, the truly valuable things should have been hidden or moved away by the demon party long ago. What they can see are the things they are not afraid of being seen by others. Unwilling to give up, Karl continued to look at the bookshelf seriously
Scan every corner, hoping to find something accidentally left behind by the demon party.
Soon, Karl stopped, because lying quietly at his feet was a dark yellow ancient parchment scroll, but the ancient parchment scroll was also covered with useless experimental manuscripts, but it was not
It was the dark yellow color that Shen leaked that caught Karl's attention.
Picking up the dusty sheepskin roll on the ground, Karl carefully unfolded it and put it in his hands, and carefully read everything recorded in the vampire language on it.
After all, anything that can be recorded in a parchment should be valuable, right? Before opening the parchment, Karl thought without much hope.
But as he watched, Karl's eyes became much more solemn, and the corners of his mouth clenched subconsciously.
"Descendants of Grand Duke Abraham?" Seeing this parchment that recorded the descendants of Grand Duke Abraham, Karl couldn't help but reach out and touch his chin, "Wait a minute, didn't Grand Duke Abraham only have one daughter? And his daughter also
He passed away before him, but here..."
Staring at the dense records on the parchment scrolls, which contained information on all the direct descendants of the Camarilla's first leader, Archduke Abraham, Karl's eyes were very strange. It turned out that Archduke Abraham's daughter gave birth to a child unknown to the world when she was eighteen years old.
A well-known child, and after that child was born, he was sent to the Giovanni family to be secretly raised by Archduke Abraham, huh? The Giovanni family? Isn’t that a neutral clan?
Seeing this, Karl's light blue eyes could not help but turn slightly twice. He felt as if he had caught something, but accidentally let it go.
Soon, looking at this parchment that was densely filled with boring and difficult-to-understand vampire texts, Karl couldn't help but suddenly realized that no wonder the outside world had always said that Grand Duke Abraham had no descendants. It turned out that starting from that young child, Abraham
Descendants have always lived in the Giovanni family, and perhaps because Archduke Abraham used several sacred artifacts in succession, most of his descendants did not live past the age of thirty. This also resulted in the decline of the descendants of Abraham's family.
Most of the direct descendants are single generations.
Turning over the back of the parchment, Karl gently patted the dust off and saw the last line of words recorded on it.
"Ambers Fernande, born on September 15, 1917, the last direct descendant of the Abrahamic line, left the Giovanni family at the age of eighteen and has since disappeared - recorded by Hernande Giovanni
.The bloodline of the descendants of Duke Abraham has since been cut off.”
"Ambers Fernand." Carl gently read the name several times and remembered her deep in his mind, because his intuition told Carl that this person was very important!
Putting the parchment away, Karl turned around and was about to leave. But at this moment, after he had just taken two steps, he suddenly glanced at the messy bookshelf next to him from the corner of his eye. Then, Karl stopped himself again.
footsteps.
When he came to the bookshelf, he looked at a pure black notebook-like book sitting quietly on it. He looked at it for a while, and then carefully removed it from a row of useless "History of the Evolution of Terrestrial Creatures"
I pulled it out and looked through it carefully.
Karl didn't know why he took out this book that didn't even have a name. Maybe it was because of his intuition. He saw the black book inserted in a row of orderly "History of the Evolution of Terrestrial Creatures", or more.
Karl, who may have some obsessive-compulsive disorder, pulled it out by accident, wanting to see what the book actually recorded.
But the next second, Karl's hands holding the book couldn't help but tremble.
Looking at the beautiful italicized English in the book and the large amount of research text, Karl's eyes widened. He read as fast as he could. Karl quickly flipped through the books in his hands. In the quiet library, he could
The only sound that was heard was Karl's almost crazy sound of turning the pages of the book! He could read ten lines at a glance and didn't care how much he could remember. He just wanted to read more and read more! Soon, he flipped through the pages in just a few minutes.
Karl, who was nearly halfway through recording, spat out a sentence with his lips trembling uncontrollably.
"The supreme evolutionary path of the vampires...the Hebrew prophet's deduction of the evolutionary path of the vampires and...experimental notes!"
Closing the book suddenly, Karl looked around him with uncertain eyes.
I understood, it turned out to be like this, it turned out that they were based on the experiments and deductions of the Hebrew prophets back then, and then continued... I didn't expect that the prophets were so crazy back then. In order to achieve evolution,
The prophet actually slaughtered an entire clan alive back then!
"Thirteen clans," Karl murmured uneasily, "the Cappadocia clan, yes, the Xinmol clan of the Camarilla is just a group of human magicians who obtained immortal souls and blood-sucking abilities through alchemy in the dark ages.
It’s just a division, one of the real thirteen clans has actually been extinct a long time ago!”
"Cappadocia, Cappadocia..." Standing in the extremely quiet room, Karl's eyes were solemn as he chanted the name of this clan that had been extinct for countless years over and over again.