"I'm hungry......"

In almost dreamlike words, the little boy Jack raised his head and looked at Joshua in red gloves.

"I'm hungry......"

His mouth opened all the way to the base of his ears, Bai Sensen's teeth were neat, and slightly viscous saliva continued to pour out.

At the same time, he lunged out and pounced on Joshua in front of him, so fast that there was still a broken image in his place.

Joshua was on high alert, but he was a little unresponsive at this time.

Before he could even see the process, the little boy Jack pounced on him.

Boom!

The yellow-haired figure seemed to hit an invisible wall and paused just one step away from Joshua.

The little boy Jack was stuck in the air, and a black and red light appeared on his body, eroding the transparent barrier that blocked him.

Behind Joshua and Darek, Colin the "Demon Hunter" got down on one knee at some point, and plunged his straight sword smeared with silver ash into the ground.

Immediately afterward, the entire area where the altar was located instantly brightened, as if sprinkled with the purest morning light.

Colin drew his sword suddenly, and his figure strangely split, turning into overlapping afterimages scattered around the altar.

Each figure raised the sword in his hand at the same time, combining with the nearby morning light, blooming with a bright light.

Whoosh!

A straight sword stabbed out, and the rays of the morning sun swarmed in, encircling the little boy Jack in the middle from all sides.

In the splendor of the rising sun, the black and red figure quickly evaporated, and was annihilated in the storm-like attack.

In the underground hall where the altar was located, the light became so bright that Derick Berg couldn't help but close his eyes.

He shook his nerves, and awoke from his slumber to see the fire burning quietly in front of him and the dutiful guards of the camp.

Colin, the "Demon Hunter" who was sitting cross-legged next to a stone pillar, opened his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Departure after 50 lightning strikes. ”

Hearing this, Darek looked up at the sky and found that the frequency of lightning had not increased significantly, and darkness was still the master of the land.

The thought of the city-state he was about to arrive, the thought of the temple of the fallen Creator, made him uncontrollably nervous.

After taking some time to calm down, Daerik ate quickly and regained his fighting form.

I don't know what will happen in that temple...... Holding the "Hurricane Axe", he came to the middle of the line.

Inside the camp, lanterns covered in thin animal skins were lit one after another.

............

15 Minsk Street.

Klein boiled hot water, adjusted the temperature, and took a comfortable bath.

With the laziness of the bath, he took four steps backwards and entered the gray mist, intending to use divination to confirm the evil spirits.

In the silence of the ancient palace, Crane leaned back in his chair and seriously thought about what method of divination should be chosen, how to design a divination statement, which must conform to occult principles, not involve subdivision and exclusion, and must have sufficient information.

After a brief pause, Klein leaned forward, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down what he wanted to confirm:

"The evil spirits in the ruins have strong malice towards me and Sharon. ”

Unhooked the pendulum from his left wrist, Klein held it in one hand and began to meditate.

After repeated low thoughts, he opened his eyes and looked ahead.

This time, the citrine pendant is doing clockwise spinning like crazy!

This shows that the evil spirit's malice is even stronger than Klein originally thought!

Miss Sharon and I were not in any abnormal spiritual instincts at the time...... That evil spirit is also a powerful person who interferes with divination and prophecy...... Hehe, he definitely can't imagine that we will not be blinded by greed for a temperate desire, a person who has experienced too many things and knows what it means to "seek skin with a tiger"...... Crane sighed, returned to the real world, and lay down in bed.

It's a pity that the heat brought by the "sun brooch" is only a psychological feeling, and it can't warm the bed...... Before going to bed, he closed his eyes and thought regretfully.

............

Bridge South District, Yuejihua Street, Harvest Church.

Emlyn White wiped down the last chair, straightened up, and said to Father Utrawski eagerly:

"I'm done with today!"

Damn old man, don't make me copy the Holy Scriptures on the spur of the moment!" Emlyn prayed inwardly.

And the object of his prayer has unconsciously changed from the moon to Mother Earth.

Father Utravsky stood there, lining the vampire like a child.

He smiled and said:

"You have recently experienced the joy and relaxation of working with dedication and gratitude, go back and quietly feel the pulse of life itself, and the pure joy that comes from it. ”

"I didn't!" reflexively rejected.

Father Utravsky looked at him with a kind smile, said nothing, turned around, found a place to sit down, and began to pray the same prayer every night.

Emlyn White's lips twitched to retort, but in the end she did not speak, and silently left the Harvest Chapel, habitually pulling the door with her hand.

When he returned to his current residence, he found that the house was deserted, and his parents were gone.

Witnessing this scene, he remembered that there was a blood gathering in the Beckland area tonight.

"Those guys are really undignified, as noble blood, they should sleep in coffins, or stay in their own rooms, why imitate humans, hold all kinds of parties, and even dance!" Emlyn whispered disdainfully.

As he spoke, he touched his stomach, swallowed his saliva, and decided to change his clothes and go to the party.

"The Odra family is really enviable, they have pure human partners, they have opened several hospitals, and they have fresh blood every day, and they can drink as much as they want. Emlyn put on a tall black top hat and walked out of the house with quick steps.

West End, inside a brightly lit villa-type house.

Emlyn picked up the glass containing the scarlet liquid and took a voracious sip.

Sure enough, it was selected...... He half-closed his eyes, in heartfelt admiration.

At this time, on the dance floor, handsome men and beautiful women hugged and danced to the sound of romantic music, sometimes turning in circles and sometimes strolling.

"What does that mean?" said Emlyn, standing on the edge of the railing on the second floor, looking down at his people below.

As the largest city in the world, Beckland is home to many vampires who are hidden in all walks of life and fully integrated into human society.

As for those who couldn't restrain their own sabotage and bloodthirsty desires, they were either sent to the castle deep in the mountains, or they were dealt with in advance internally, so as not to find clues from the official extraordinary organizations such as the Night Watch and the Punishers.

Emlyn looked at his fellow men who were getting more and more energetic as the night wore on, and felt more and more that he didn't have a common language with them.

At this moment, the host of tonight's banquet, Casimi Odra, came over with a wine glass and asked with a smile:

"Do you like tonight's 'wine'?"

"Of course, its owner is young enough to have a nice amount of energy. Emlyn straightened her back and struck a noble gesture.

From the outside, Cassimi Odra was a middle-aged gentleman with a lot of temperament, but Emlyn knew that he was more than two hundred years old, and had witnessed Intis under Russell the Great in Intis, but later moved to Runne because he had "lived" too long for fear of being discovered by his neighbors.

Hearing Emlin's praise, he smiled and said:

"Yes, its owner is a young lady who was stabbed by a burglar and nearly lost her life, but luckily she met me, and this is the necessary price she paid for her recovery.

"You can taste the wines over there, and the wines from there, with different flavors from Byron and Fenerport. ”

"Mother Goddess, Ferneport, the humans there are so fond of chili peppers that the blood is a little unbearably spicy, Mother Goddess......" Emlyn said, pausing and her expression instantly glazed.

The corners of Casimi's mouth twitched, pretending not to hear anything.

In an awkward silence, he cleared his throat and said:

"Emlyn, that's just your delusion, by the way, my grandfather wants to see you. ”

"Your grandfather?" Emlyn was stunned for a moment, then said with wide eyes, "Lord Nibais?"

Nibes al-Odra was a powerful blood active in the Quaternary period, but his life had been decayed by the long years, and he had to lie in a cold coffin for a long time.

Casimi nodded solemnly:

"Yes. ”

With that, he turned and walked to another staircase on the second floor, not considering the possibility that Emlyn might disagree.

Emlyn followed with some awkwardness and uneasiness, wondering what Lord Nibes had summoned him for.

Could it be that he had finally figured out that the honor of the Bloods was more important, and had decided to help me remove the psychological hints of Father Utrafsky? As he walked, Emlyn White had a strong sense of hope.

Following the stairs to the underground area, Emlyn White passed through several secret doors and entered a large grey hall.

In the center of the hall sits a heavy coffin made of black iron, carved with symbols and magical symbols.

After Kasimi Odra reported, a deep old voice slowly came from inside the coffin:

"Emlyn White, do you know why I summoned you?"

"Dear Lord Nibais, I think you are trying to remove the psychological suggestion for me. Emlyn replied without hesitation.

There was a brief silence in the underground hall, and after a few seconds, Nibes Odra was lying in the coffin and laughed:

"That's one of the purposes, but it's not up to me to help you.

"I just woke up from a long dream because I received a revelation from my ancestors. ”

"Progenitor, He, resurrected?" was the surprise of not Emrin, but Kasimi Odra.

Didn't the Ancestors respond only in the aftermath of the Cataclysm? Emlyn was puzzled to hear this.

"No, not yet. "The Patriarch has told me that the end is near, that we must be prepared for it, and that you, Emlyn White, are one of the key in the Patriarch's revelation. ”

"Doomsday?" Qasimi asked, stunned.

Emlyn, on the other hand, had only one thought:

I, Emlyn White, have been mentioned by the Ancestors! I am the key to the Bloodline's passage through the apocalypse!

Ignoring his grandson's question, Nibes continued:

"Emlyn White, I'll give you something now. ”

"You speak. Emlyn felt that she was too modest, and after hearing the words just now, she still did not feel arrogant in the face of Lord Nibais.

Nibes Odra said in a serious tone:

"Look for an opportunity to pray to the 'fools'. ”

"Huh?" Emlyn suspected he had misheard.

Nibes added in a low voice:

"It's only recently that the name of the 'fool' has spread. ”