The Blood Race and the Wolf Race, the two ancient dark races in Europe, seem to be natural rivals, and I don't know when and why, the two races have become mortal enemies, and they have been fighting each other for countless centuries, which continues to this day.

Once upon a time, the Bloods and Wolves ruled the Western Paranormal Realm until the rise of the Holy See. To a large extent, the war between the two races has weakened the power of the dark system of the Abnormal Ability Realm, and the power of the Holy See has taken the opportunity to grow.

The ancient country in the East is a forbidden place for Western supernatural beings, and even the Holy See people must be decent when they enter the Eastern world, let alone the foreign objects of the Western dark system.

For the blood clan and werewolves, who have been out of the human category, once they set foot in the east, their lives will be in danger, and if they are discovered by the ancient warriors, they will be ruthlessly exterminated.

The architectural pattern of Chinese temples is always the same, the main hall is called the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there is a front hall in front, there is a pagoda in the back, and there is no difference between the eaves and the corners. Churches in Europe are somewhat different, with three architectural styles, the earliest one called Romanesque, the middle one called Gothic, and the later one called Baroque.

These three architectural styles represent three periods, each with different characteristics. Romanesque churches are generally cross-shaped with circular domes and small windows, Gothic is mostly long cross-shaped with upward spires and large flame-shaped windows, while the Baroque style focuses on horizontal development.

In addition, the various angelic gods carved on the outer wall of the church have rich expressions and different postures, and they are integrated with the whole building, although they are in a supporting role, but their ability to attract attention is not inferior to the main god in the temple.

The famous Notre-Dame Cathedral is a typical Gothic-style church. On either side are two tall bell towers, and in the middle is the main hall with a spire. If it weren't for Napoleon's coronation and the rendering of several literary works, Notre-Dame would not be so famous.

In fact, it is not one of the three most famous cathedrals in Europe, and Notre-Dame Cathedral is not as remarkable as people think it is.

There was a baroque church on the outskirts of Paris, a small church, and a silver-white sports car was parked in front of the church, "Damn, is it in your nature to be late?" A loud roar came from a room in the church, breaking the silence of the early morning.

In the room, an old man in an orthodox suit, with a serious face, as elegant as a gentleman, was frantically waving the document bag with the top secret words in his hand at this time, roaring like an angry old lion.

As the vice president of the Witcher Guild and one of the top decision-makers of the Witcher Guild, for decades, Old Jason has never been so angry with a Witcher under him, if it weren't for that guy's 97% terrifying case closure rate, if it weren't for the fact that that guy has an Oriental face, if it weren't for the fact that this matter has reached the point where someone urgently needs to deal with it, Old Jason would never have thought of going to this person.

The person who made old Jason thunderous was called Li Yuan, Li Yuan was a mixed-race child, his father was an Oriental, and his mother was a Westerner. He completed all the lessons of the Demon Hunter at the age of seventeen, and in the past ten years, there have been countless large and small tasks, and the task completion rate has reached a terrifying 97 percent, and two years ago, he passed the seventh-level witcher assessment, becoming the youngest seventh-level witcher in a hundred years.

You must know that the level of the demon hunter is only level nine, and there are only a few level nine demon hunters in the world, and they are all legends.

Li Yuan lazily leaned on the sofa in Old Jason's office, letting the old man opposite him vent his extreme dissatisfaction with himself like a storm with his old face, and Li Yuan just smiled like a spring breeze, as if nothing happened.

"God, you damn thing, you have lost the face of our witchers, we were beaten up last night, and we were robbed of our clothes. Little did you know it, but word of it had spread among the witchers. Old Jason saw Li Yuan's indifferent look, so he didn't get angry, and pointed at Li Yuan's nose and scolded again.

Li Yuan frowned, took out the cigarette case from his body, put one in his mouth, took out a lighter, lit it, and swallowed the clouds and spitted out the fog. What made Old Jason feel powerless the most was that Li Yuan, this guy, actually raised Erlang's legs, raised his head and spit out smoke rings for a while, and completely ignored the scolding.

After more than ten minutes, old Jason gasped, blushed his old face, walked behind the desk, and sat on the leather chair.

"I have just received reliable news that a group of mysterious Orientals has come to the town by the sea, and they have settled in the castle in the name of the Field family. I want you to find out where they came from and why they came to Paris. ”

Old Jason, who had finally finished venting, looked at Li Yuan's casual appearance in front of him, and finally reluctantly admitted that his lesson had failed again. He eased his emotions.

"Besides, Levi from the Secret Service team came to me, and listening to his tone, it seems that the war between the werewolves and the blood clan is still not over, and you must always be ready to act at any time. ”

"It's just an encounter between a few minions, are we so nervous?" Li Yuan said casually with a flick of the cigarette butt in his hand. I saw that the smoking cigarette butt flew up, followed the trajectory of the parabola, and accurately fell into the ashtray on the desk in front of Old Jason, and it was exactly the same, and even the ash did not fall to the table.

Li Yuan's grasp of strength is even more powerful than that of ordinary martial artists, and it seems to be a miracle for a person who has never practiced internal kung fu and has not given birth to internal strength in his body.

"Maintaining the stability of human society is our creed of the witchers, as long as it involves those vampire devils and filthy beasts, no matter how small it is, it is a big thing. Old Jason stared at Li Yuan with a serious face and said.

"Got it, I'll investigate the group of Orientals, find out what they're here for, and pay close attention to the dynamics of the blood clan and werewolves, okay!" Li Yuanman said with a nonchalant pout.

"Don't be careless, those Orientals are not easy to mess with, they live in the castle of the Field family, you know no, the Field family!" said Old Jason with a blowing beard and glaring. Li Yuan's attitude made Old Jason almost go berserk.

"This is some relevant information about those Orientals, you can take it. Old Jason picked up a file bag from his desk and threw it at Li Yuan.

After Li Yuan took it, he turned around and walked out of Old Jason's office. He went out to the corridor outside, opened the file bag, and saw that it contained a stack of photos, but the people who saw the photos were most of the people in Nangong Chu's master and apprentice and the Dark Dragon Fifteen Guards.