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Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters son

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Old Uncle Liu's home.

Sitting in front of the desk in his bedroom, Huang Xiaobei put the Thirteen Sacred Artifacts on the desk, touched and looked at each one, then lay back on the bed in boredom, sighing, "Evolve, put in a hammer, Holy Artifact

My power has been completely absorbed by me a long time ago, so there is no chance of evolution."

Huang Xiaobei turned his head and glanced at the demon doll he placed next to him. The demon doll looked like a young girl, but in fact it was said to be a girl who had been dead for hundreds of years. I heard that it was a girl from that time.

He unfortunately died due to excessive blood loss when he was first baptized. Later, his body was fused with a broken sacred weapon by the vampire prince to create an existence.

This thing seems to have self-awareness and can turn into the appearance of humans or vampires whose blood has been sucked by her, but to be honest, the devil has slept with him for more than 20 years, and he has never seen anything wrong with Brother Xiong.

Holding his arms around the smooth shoulders of the demon doll, Huang Xiaobei clicked his tongue and said, "Brother Xiong, how on earth should this evolve? You have been with your brothers for so many years, don't you dare to teach them?"

Turning his head to look at the little girl in his arms, Huang Xiaobei was so frightened that he quickly let go, "Damn, I'm used to it. I thought it was Brother Xiong. Damn, this girl is quite pretty, but when I thought about it, she was a dead person."

A corpse that has been around for hundreds of years really has no other thoughts at all."

Looking at the girl's delicate face and empty eyes, Huang Xiaobei said helplessly, "Damn it, do you dare to change back into a bear again! I can't sleep without this bear brother by my side, what do you think?"

What's the use of you? Yes, you're pretty, but your body is so cold. Who wants to hug you? Really."

Huang Xiaobei pushed the demon out of the bed in disgust. Huang Xiaobei lay on the bed with his legs crossed and sighed with a headache, "Evolve, how should this damn thing evolve?"

"The academy is gone, and all the ancient books and parchments have disappeared. Karl and the others have no information on evolution that they wanted to find. Xiaolan and the others went to the underground laboratory of the Demon Party, and found that the experimental information there, as well as the Hebrew

The manuscripts of the prophets were completely destroyed by Zeus before he attacked the academy. Damn it, you are really good at what you do. How much can the manuscripts of the Hebrew prophets and serious cultural relics be sold for?"

Too lazy to think about it, Huang Xiaobei turned over and went straight to sleep, "Forget it, there will be a road to the mountain. Maybe I will evolve directly when I get up tomorrow."

Hugging the pillow, Huang Xiaobei soon fell into a deep sleep, and this time, he finally saw the old man in his dream again.

——————

In the dark space, Huang Xiaobei stood here blankly, looking around. The commissioner patted his chest happily, "God bless me, I'm finally here again. Who am I talking about?"

Come out quickly, it’s a critical moment to save lives.”

A big hand fell on Huang Xiaobei's shoulder, "Child, are you looking for me?"

Huang Xiaobei looked back and saw the kind old man looking at him with a smile, his old eyes full of kindness. Even though it was the same face, Principal Vanzhuo, the incarnation of Zeus, smiled gently, Huang Xiaobei looked back.

Xiaobei also always felt uncomfortable, but in front of this old man, Huang Xiaobei rarely showed a childlike expression and said, "You are finally willing to come out for real. Hehe, I should call you grandpa, right?"

Principal Fanzhuo smiled and nodded, "That's right. My child, have you always resented why I never really appeared in your dreams? Every time I appeared, there was still a thick layer of fog on my body.

Can't you hear me clearly?"

Huang Xiaobei scratched his head, "Yes, so why can I see you today?"

The old man sighed, "Because you didn't really evolve before, even if I left everything about me in your mind, you couldn't really open up my consciousness without evolving, so you can't see me clearly."

Huang Xiaobei was stunned, "Does that mean I have really evolved now? But why do I no longer have any abilities?"

The old man smiled and nodded on his forehead, "It's the blessing of our ancestors."

"What's the meaning?"

"You should understand that Corpse Hand has recognized you. He is the sacred weapon left by his ancestor Cain, and is even a part of himself. It already has an independent consciousness. When it finds out that the vampires are in danger, it will spontaneously

Your abilities and bloodline are sealed, so you can no longer use your evolved power."

Huang Xiaobei had a long face, "Isn't this too fucking deceptive? How can I undo it? I still expect to seek revenge on the bastard by relying on my ability."

The old man touched his head kindly, and Huang Xiaobei obeyed, "Do you really think that after you evolve, you will be the opponent of the King of Gods?"

"Um, probably not."

"But it's not without a chance."

Huang Xiaobei suddenly looked at the old man, "What do you mean?"

The old man smiled mysteriously, "Because the evolutionary path of Zeus can only be said to be the lowest evolution. Of course, it is the best result for him. But for the vampires, we still have a higher evolutionary path to choose from, which is me.

The path of peace, once successful, you may really have a chance to compete with the King of the Gods."

Huang Xiaobei rolled his eyes, "Sir, can you please stop talking about peace? Do you know that the entire vampire clan now has less than 300 members together? It is already peaceful now, because everyone is about to die.

It’s over!”

The old man stretched out one of his fingers and said, "No, the so-called peace is not the peace between the major clans, but the peace between us and our second generation ancestors."

Huang Xiaobei was stunned, "What do you mean?"

The old man patted Huang Xiaobei's shoulder. The grandfather and grandson sat on the ground, looked at the dark space in front of them and said, "Back then, the third generation of ancestors killed the second generation of ancestors in order to pursue evolution, and we had

Being planted with an eternal curse, we will never be able to evolve to the highest level. The so-called peace is to wash away this curse."

Huang Xiaobei was stunned when he heard this, "Hasn't it already been washed away? Hasn't Zeus used the blood of the thirteen clans to wash away the curse on the sacred vessel?"

"It has been washed away, but it can be said that it has not been washed away, because his method is just to wash away the blood with blood. What is calmed is only the anger. The incomplete consciousness of the second generation ancestors still has not forgiven us. The curse they left in the sacred vessel

They may have disappeared, but their remaining consciousness is full of sorrow, because they have seen the miserable situation of the vampires today, and they only feel pain for you."

Huang Xiaobei touched his chin deeply, "What should we do?"

"Find a way to let the best descendants of the major clans enter the sacred artifacts, use everything you have to obtain the forgiveness of the second-generation ancestors, and at the same time get the true power of each sacred artifact! Yes, the origin of the sacred artifacts

The power is still there, but it has fallen into a deep sleep. After you get the source of the holy weapon, you can use the corpse hand. Haha, you can probably see your ancestor Cain at that time, and he may help you.

.”

The old man looked at Huang Xiaobei seriously, "Remember, if you want to evolve, you must see the first generation ancestor Cain, and you must awaken his consciousness. I am not talking about Corpse Hand's consciousness, but his consciousness.

,understand?"

Huang Xiaobei scratched his head, "Then how do you enter the sacred vessel?"

The old man smiled and said, "It's all up to you. Well, actually I don't know."

"Old swindler." Huang Xiaobei cursed, and then hooked the old man's shoulder, "You have worked so hard for so many years, you are really worried until you die, and let you die in our hands, it's really...

....”

The old man smiled softly, "The fact that the vampires have come to this point has a lot to do with me. If I hadn't coveted the wisdom and power of the King of Gods, I wouldn't have been taken away by him. Everything is mine.

Therefore, it would be a good thing if I could do a little more for you."

After saying that, the old man looked at Huang Xiaobei, his eyes filled with the light of a wise man, "Xiaobei, remember, you are a descendant of Grand Duke Abraham. You are the only hope of the blood clan for thousands of years. Believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to do it."

The old man touched Huang Xiaobei's head kindly and said, "Okay, my soul really doesn't have much power anymore, but before that, I can do one last thing for you. She has been waiting for you for a long time. Go

Let’s meet her.”

After that, the old man pushed hard under Huang Xiaobei's shocked eyes. Huang Xiaobei suddenly found that the dark ground under his feet turned into a steep cliff. Huang Xiaobei was pushed down by the old man, and he fell.

At that moment, accompanied by his own screams, Huang Xiaobei saw the kind old man standing on the edge of the cliff showing him the last smile of his life.

"Xiao Bei, remember, never give up at any time. Sometimes you look back and hope may be behind you."

"Bang!" Everything in front of Huang Xiaobei's eyes suddenly exploded like a broken mirror. The old man, the cliff, everything was broken into countless pieces in front of his eyes. Huang Xiaobei suddenly woke up from the bed, "I...

go!"

Huang Xiaobei, covered in cold sweat, stood up from the bed. Drops of sweat fell from his forehead. Huang Xiaobei looked around helplessly, but he saw that it was only his familiar bedroom, and there were still traces of silk floating in the water glass beside the table.

heat.

Sitting quietly on the bed, Huang Xiaobei thought about everything he had just seen and tried his best to recall every word the old man said to him. He forced himself to remember every word the old man said, and finally made sure that he had remembered everything.

Afterwards, Huang Xiaobei smiled sadly.

"Are you really dead now? Are you really gone now? Haha, let's go, let's leave everything to me. Don't worry, I won't let your death be in vain. I must let him

Pay the price!”

After saying that, Huang Xiaobei suddenly felt something was not right. He turned his head and looked to the left. Huang Xiaobei found that the demon doll, which had been silent all this time, was sitting on his knees next to his bed, staring straight at him.

The demon even stretched out his jade hand and gently touched his cheek.

Feeling the cold jade hand of the other party across his cheek, Huang Xiaobei did not dare to move, because looking at the warmth in the eyes of the girl opposite him, the more Huang Xiaobei looked at it, the more goosebumps he felt all over his body. Somehow, he always felt that this girl

The eldest sister will open her mouth and suck out her own blood in the next second.

The next second, under Huang Xiaobei's horrified eyes, the demon slowly said, "Son."


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