"Actually, I don't just want to go back to my uncle's house. The main reason is that I have been having a lot of troubles recently, so I became a little excited. Please forgive me. Oh, by the way, let's continue talking about the sacred artifact.
." Huang Xiaobei scratched his head and laughed.
Lao Wei and Tang Seng looked at me and I looked at you, and they became more and more determined to discuss it with Karl. Otherwise, Huang Xiaobei would always look like this, and as roommates, they would be very scared.
Who knows what horrible things Huang Xiaobei will do when he gets mad. Today he chewed his own pillow. What if he chews theirs tomorrow?
After eating almost everything that can be chewed in the dormitory, what will the ancestor do if he sets his sights on the two of them again?
Especially Tang Seng, you must know that his bald head has always made everyone very unhappy, and they also want to rub it carefully.
It's better to ask Karl to give him a few days off to relax.
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"By the way, Lao Wei, I have always been curious, what are these so-called sacred objects? Are they simply a symbol? Or do they have some strange abilities?" Commissioner Huang changed the topic.
, asked.
"Yes, yes, foreign devil, please tell me, I am also very curious." Tang Seng was really curious about what these vampire goblins' holy weapons were about. They sounded like they were quite powerful.
In this way, Weslin began to educate the two of them.
After clearing his throat, Lao Wei spoke steadily like a teacher.
"The Thirteen Sacred Artifacts of our Blood Clan are actually the holy weapons of the Thirteen Clans established by the third generation of the Blood Clan. Whether they are the current Demon Party or the Secret Party, they are all descendants of the Thirteen Clans. After the great flood, the Third
The third generation of vampires wiped out the second generation of vampires. The specific reason was probably due to some kind of conflict, and the holy weapon is probably the key to their victory over the second generation of vampires!"
Huang Xiaobei asked.
"But I heard that there seem to be only three second-generation vampires..."
"Well..."
Commissioner Huang spread his hands and complained sharply: "Thirteen against three, you have to use a sacred weapon? Then how bad these thirteen guys must be."
Upon hearing that Huang Xiaobei actually dared to comment on the third-generation ancestor like this, Lao Wei immediately stared, "Xiaobei, how can you speak ill of your ancestor? If the elders of the Senate find out, you may be tied to the tree."
Burnt alive on the stake!"
"May I ask what the relationship between the Senate and the FFF group is?"
Lao Wei was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Huang Xiaobei and continued.
"As we all know, the Thirteen Sacred Artifacts are the sacred objects of the thirteen clans of our blood clan. They have been passed down for thousands of years, and each one contains extraordinary power." Lao Wei gave a few examples, "For example, some of the Holy Artifacts
Artifacts can cause large-scale plagues, some holy artifacts can control the minds of vampires and humans, and some even hide millions of undead warriors!"
Huang Xiaobei repeatedly exclaimed, "How powerful is it?"
Lao Wei nodded proudly, "Of course, the holy weapon is the strongest foundation of our blood clan, and it is also the biggest reliance on our continuation to this day! You must know that in those days, only with the approval of the holy weapon could one inherit the position of the clan leader, and even
When the Camarilla was first established, only those who were recognized by three or more sacred artifacts at the same time could become the leader of the Camarilla. Of course, this rule was soon invalidated, because for a period of time we had three sacred artifacts.
All gone."
Huang Xiaobei heard the thieves excited, his eyes flashed, and he rubbed his hands and said, "I said, if we get the holy weapon, wouldn't we be able to dominate the world directly? There are millions of undead warriors, what's the point?
It’s not the rhythm of killing whoever you catch!”
"Stop dreaming."
Lao Wei mercilessly shattered the special commissioner's spring and autumn dream, "Who are we going to arrest and destroy? Wake up, only the members of the same clan can activate the sacred weapon of each clan. In other words, only the members of the same clan can activate it."
Only clan leaders and vampires with particularly outstanding bloodlines can exert the power of sacred weapons. For ordinary vampires, even if they are given sacred weapons, they are just decorations. In addition, I also remind you that those who have used sacred weapons in the past have not had a good ending."
"Uh, what's wrong?"
Lao Wei calmly patted his shorts.
"It's not that bad, it's just that some people are crazy, some people die suddenly for no reason, and some people mysteriously disappear in their later years and are found dead in the wilderness. The most famous ones are probably the McAvey family in the 18th century.
The patriarch of the clan, who was the chief senator of the Camarilla Senate at that time, in the third year after he used his clan's sacred weapon, he used a silver knife to dissect himself alive into a skeleton at the Camarilla conference.
!”
Lao Wei stared at Huang Xiaobei with burning eyes, "He was cutting his own flesh and blood with a knife, and he was still shouting feverishly, 'I have heard the call of my ancestors, and I have seen the true face of my ancestors!'
They are waving to me, and they are going to lead me to the land of eternal life! The most terrifying thing is that even though the chief senator had killed himself, his skeleton stood in the temple for three whole days, dry and
I will stare at the huge stone statue left in the temple by my first generation ancestors until my death."
Seeing that Huang Xiaobei was so frightened that he was swallowing his saliva and his eyes were moving around in fear, Lao Wei added another sentence lukewarmly.
"In addition, I would also like to remind you that the crazy people I just mentioned, or the people who mysteriously disappeared and died miserably in the wild, the weakest ones are the elders of the Senate or the patriarchs of the clan, and even the former members of our secret party
The leaders, even after using the holy weapon, could not escape the fate of tragic death. Not one, but three! Xiaobei, do you still want to use it to rule the world?"
Huang Xiaobei was so frightened by Weslin that he trembled all over. He even saw the elder who was cutting his own flesh and blood like a madman, and saw the elder leaders who had not escaped the curse of fate.
"Old Wei, don't scare me. I'm just going to say something casually. Don't worry, I will definitely stay far away from the sacred artifact in the future. Besides, isn't this thing just for you to watch?"
Leaning beside the bed, Lao Wei crossed his arms over his chest and sighed deeply, "I really don't want to scare you. You must know that although the holy artifact is a sacred object of our vampire clan, if you want to have such a powerful power, how can you not...
What's the price to pay? So far, only Archduke Abraham can be verified. He lived for ten years after using six sacred weapons in succession. But you should also know what the ending of this secret party hero was. He committed suicide in his later years.
In my own room, I thought I couldn't escape the curse of the holy weapon."
Lao Wei sighed and shook his head.
"If there is a cause, there will be a result; if there is sacrifice, there will be gain. This is a simple truth, and you should understand it." Tang Monk said calmly.
Lao Wei nodded, "Yes, so although the sacred vessel is our sacred object, it really takes a lot of courage to use it. A prophet once said that every time a sacred vessel is used, it is actually our
While sacrificing to our ancestors and exchanging our lives for their blessings, some people even say that we are simply making a deal with the devil! But fortunately, in the history of wars in our blood race, holy weapons are more like nuclear weapons.
This kind of deterrent-level force, if it were not pushed to the extreme, no one would be willing to use it. Only when the Camarilla was just established and the Ten Years' War did such a large-scale holy weapon war break out."
Huang Xiaobei touched his chin timidly, "Well, this thing probably only has symbolic meaning for you guys. Hey, if there is another holy weapon war one day, the old immortals in the academy can't let us do this.
Are you going to die for the flowers of your motherland?”
Lao Wei looked at this commissioner who was greedy for life and afraid of death and had the potential to be a traitor with disdain.
"Don't worry, if we really encounter a holy weapon war, people with ordinary blood like you and me will not even be qualified to sacrifice and become heroes. Only people with extraordinary blood like Karl can pick up the holy weapon."
Become a hero! To put it bluntly, even if you want to be cannon fodder, you are not qualified."
Commissioner Huang patted his heart shamelessly, "Suddenly I felt that being a waste was a very good thing."
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"As for when the sacred artifact appeared and who made it, no one knows yet. The answer left to us on the parchment is a gift from God. After continuous inspection and research by the prophets of later generations,
It is believed that the birth of the sacred artifact probably occurred during the period from the later years of the first generation of ancestors to a hundred years after the victory of the third generation of ancestors over the second generation of ancestors."
Lao Wei held his arms, "The more powerful basis is the relief on the blood cup, because what the relief wants to convey to us should not just be a simple celebration scene, it should have some profound meaning, and this kind of
The profound meaning can only be left by someone in the third generation of ancestors! By the way, as for the hidden meaning of the blood cup relief, you can read Professor Bohr's "The Origin of the Sacred Artifacts". There are many wonderful things in it.
The inferences are all based on the summary and analysis of the sacred artifacts made by Professor Boer and the prophets of our vampire family throughout the ages."
Huang Xiaobei raised his hand, "Then who made this thing?"
Lao Wei thought about it seriously and said, "If I remember correctly, the Hebrew prophet once speculated that the holy vessel was probably transformed by the third-generation ancestor himself."
Huang Xiaobei's eyes widened, "Are you saying that the sacred weapon is your third generation ancestor?"
Before Lao Wei could say anything, Commissioner Huang pretended to be a filial son of the 24th and said, "Oh my, look at you like this, going to war with your ancestors? Even though you are sacrificing to your ancestors,
Yes, but you are not too filial, right?"
Lao Wei grimaced.
"Xiao Bei, can you speak a little more humanely? Also, can you listen to what I'm saying? I'm talking nonsense!"
Commissioner Huang shrank his neck, waved his hands with a frown on his face and said, "Okay, okay, you say it."
Just as Lao Wei was about to open his mouth, to his surprise, Commissioner Huang started to murmur again.
"But using your ancestors to fight is indeed disrespectful to our ancestors. Maybe the curse of killing someone every time you use the sacred weapon is because your ancestors were too unhappy with you bunch of unscrupulous descendants, so they gave you a small punishment. I'm sure.
, you must have misunderstood, maybe your ancestors simply wanted to leave the sacred instrument of their incarnation to you as a souvenir, and then wait for the Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival every year to let you grandsons give them two sticks of incense.
Okay, but who would have thought that you actually dare to go to war with it? How is this any different from carrying the coffin of your ancestor on the battlefield?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, unfilial, unfilial." Huang Daxiaozi said helplessly.
Looking at the dog traitor and filial son across from him, Lao Wei silently looked at Tang Seng, who was lying on the bed. He also silently raised his head and looked at Wei Silin. After one glance, the two of them had a tacit understanding and looked at each other who was still thinking about it in bed.
Huang Xiaobei rushed over.
"What the hell are you two bastards doing?! You can't even let anyone talk!!"
Commissioner Huang, whose mouth was wrapped with tape and his hands and feet were tied with pillow towels, was lying on the bed, twisting and turning like a beetle, and kept making "uh uh" sounds in his mouth, which was probably cursing his mother.
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But at least, without Huang Xiaobei's nonsense, the dormitory finally became quiet, and Old Wei could continue talking. (To be continued)