"It seems that Her Majesty finally understands that even if you show mercy to Huaxia's subordinates, they will be grateful to you for this, and they will be bent on putting you to death!" Jabalt sneered as he continued to kill Accardo with the other councilors, and shouted loudly: "If our emperor knows his mistakes and can change them, he will immediately issue a declaration of all-out war against Huaxia, and authorize the parliament to act as the sole agent of all military affairs." How about we immediately suspend this war and hand over Lord Mislia 'intact' to His Majesty?"

Zhao Yu only snorted contemptuously when she heard this, so far, she didn't think that there was any possibility of compromise between Accator and the council, Jabald was just deliberately disturbing Accator's mind with words.

"A bunch of stupid kids who don't know what to call it!" After making an assessment, Akado slowly turned his gaze from Zhao Yu to the thirteen councillors: "But in any case, you are at least more pleasing to the eyes than these guys, at least you are not hesitant to sacrifice yourself while hoping that others will die for your own ideas." ”

At this time, the thirteen parliamentarians were already in an embarrassing state of riding a tiger. Although Acador couldn't even move freely, at this time, the moonlight in the sky had already fallen, and around Accator condensed into thousands of silver threads that were faintly blood-colored, and the cold light flowed, like thousands of cold blades across the void, cutting and dissecting the various attacks and blood spells issued by the thirteen councillors. She only stretched out her right arm, which could still move, and gently flicked the silver wire, and there was an unstable Xuanqi oscillation rippling along the tens of millions of silver wires. It seems to use the moonlight as a string, playing the sound of infinite emptiness and ethereal.

This is not only a wonderful and unique magic enchantment, but also a celestial-level martial art that turns moonlight into a sword and a sword. There are also some mysterious curses and mind control hidden in it. The thirteen parliamentarians tried their best to cross the thunder pond for a while. Instead, it was gradually invaded by the ubiquitous moonstring vibrations. The internal organs, blood, meridians, and blood energy are disturbed by traction and turbulence, and they even gradually can't help but be controlled by the moon strings to dance. With a single strength, it can only play about 30%.

Blood energy is originally heavily dependent on the power of inheritance, and a human can never cultivate a little or a half drop of blood energy by himself, but needs a high-level blood clan to give the bloodline inheritance, so that the vitality and spiritual power can be alienated before he has the qualification to practice. However, in this way, it also makes every blood clan from life to soul a deep imprint belonging to the elders, and buries the instinct of awe and obedience to the elders in their bones. The inheritance of the power of the new blood clan all began with Acador, and her cultivation was also based on the "Blood Moon Spirit Book" that she made public, and used these powers to face her. It is inevitable that the class will have an axe and be controlled everywhere.

In the middle of the stalemate, there was a sudden strong smell of blood in the wind, followed by blood clouds covering the moon, blood rain falling from the sky, and surging blood waves surging from all directions, reflecting the nearby sky as red as blood, as if the whole world had sunk into a sea of blood. Each of the thirteen councillors stepped on a huge crimson blood tree composed of countless wriggling skinless bloody hands and twisted faceless bloody faces, and rose into the air. Condescendingly looking down at Acador.

The blood tendon shackles that trapped Akado's left arm spread out countless tendon branches, connecting with the roots of each blood tree, exerting a power of trapping and devouring and plundering ten times better than before, making it difficult for Akado to contain the continuous leakage of blood qi and vitality throughout his body.

"Three pillars. 10. Primordial ...... It turned out to be the Kabbalah Life Blood Tree!" Akado looked around, and there seemed to be a bit of surprise between his indifferent and detached eyebrows: "This is a forbidden blood technique that requires at least 100,000 lives to activate!

"100,000 people, you're so polite! After all, there are more than 10 million humans in the entire imperial capital!" Jabalt's voice carried a chill in Sensen. And just as he said, now the entire imperial capital has been shrouded in a huge and incoherent magic array. Most of the humans in the array have fallen into a frenzied cannibalism, and the Bloodline forces belonging to the council have also moved quickly. Wipe out the guards loyal to the Empress, and slaughter everything that can resist humanity.

Due to the natural reverence and obedience of the lower blood to the upper blood relatives. The clan power of the New Blood Clan is still extremely large, and the private army belonging to the various councilors is no less effective than the regular army, and they are well prepared, and they do not hesitate to hunt and suck human blood to increase their strength, and soon have taken full control of the situation. The blood and souls of thousands of victims are pouring into the Tower of the Red Moon, increasing the power of the councilors through the Blood of Life Tree. However, their originally clear and thorough pale red blood energy also became viscous, scarlet, and demonic because of this, like a boiling fire, and countless twisted and wailing human faces faintly appeared in the burning, reflecting their hideous and terrifying figures!

"As long as tens of millions of people are sacrificed to complete the life replenishment, the vast majority of us can successfully break through the bottleneck and be promoted to the prince level!And this person is not even one percent of the human race under the rule of the Empire!" Feeling his own crazy growth in power, Jabalt's blood teeth grew violently, and he let out a long roar to the sky that emptied the cracked clouds, until the surging blood and the excitement in his heart subsided a little, and then he reverted his bloodthirsty and greedy gaze to Akado, who had been trapped by death," Obviously, with a little flexibility, we can easily have power, but you want us to persist in eating and looking at the moon for a hundred years, and work hard to improve ourselves like an ascetic who has nothing. It's ridiculous! The absurd order you have instituted is destined to be crushed by the wheels of history! But rest assured, we will inherit all your power and build a more perfect order and a more brilliant future for the new bloodline!"

"yes...... Insatiable plunder and possession, as well as selfishness that puts the interests of oneself and the clan first, this is the nature of the blood clan. It would be a bit naïve to think that some kind of cultivation and physique improvement would be able to transform the blood clan. Akado closed his eyes slightly, let out a faint sigh, and looked at Zhao Yu, who was already half of his body submerged in a pool of blood, "Is this what you want to see?"

"I will always watch you tear off the veil of hypocrisy and reveal your evil and ugly nature!" Zhao Yu's voice had weakened to the point that it was almost inaudible, "The sin of human sacrifice in the imperial capital will soon spread throughout the world, and the collapse of the empire is imminent!"

"You're too tired to live, it's time to get rid of it!"

Acator shook his head slightly. A little slender, he has kicked Zhao Yu's whole person out. With the tremendous strength, Zhao Yu's body was completely separated and shattered in the air, and all the wreckage fell into the sea of blood.

"Oh?" said Jabalt, with a pretentious exclamation. "This is a powerful celestial martial artist, I thought you would drink her blood and replenish your consumption a little!"

"Drinking blood? I don't need this low-level supplement anymore. Acador said indifferently, "Besides, haven't you done anything in her blood?"

"My Emperor is really aware of this, but unfortunately, the toxins in her blood will not hinder us who have been prepared!" Jabalt laughed, "Thank you to My Emperor for giving us all the flesh and blood of a celestial warrior." But. We still hope that you will continue to contribute generously!"

The Kabbalah Life Blood Tree continued to increase its strength to extract vitality through the blood shackles wrapped around Acador's body, but Acador ignored it and just whispered a passage to himself.

"All flesh is like grass, and his glory is like the flowers on the grass, and the grass withers and the flowers wither, but the word of the Lord endures......

"What are you talking about?" Even now, Acador still showed unusual calmness and indifference, and Jabalt was uneasy and couldn't help but ask.

"Sometimes I wonder if this world were a god-run garden, the Bloods would probably be weeds......" With a lingering sense of indifference, Acador looked up at the sky. "Weeds are far more tenacious than flowers, and if they are not cared for, they will be robbed of their nutrients and territory. But all it takes is a can of herbicide, a little flame. Vigorous weeds can be turned into grass ash that makes the soil more fertile. ”

"You, what ......" The increasingly obvious sense of ominousness caused Jabalt to ask, but saw the direction in which Accator was staring. A bright moonlight suddenly broke through the blood cloud and shone on the thirteen Kabbalah Life Blood Trees.

As if summoned in some way. Bands of light that solidified into substance suddenly spread out from the thirteen blood trees, each of which was blinding. Like a thorn formed by countless brilliance, it danced wildly, entangled every tree of life and blood, spreading rapidly to every part of the sea of blood at an unbelievable growth rate, until it was beyond reach.

For a moment, the screams, screams, insults, and curses were so loud that none of the thirteen councillors who were closely connected to each blood tree could escape, and countless thorns of light regarded their bodies as fertile ground for growth, and in the blink of an eye, they erupted from every skin of them, even their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. No matter how hard they tried to use the blood energy in their bodies, they could only add fuel to the fire and make the thorns of light grow more endlessly.

“…… Damn it...... You actually did something to Zhao Yu!" Jabalt's whole body convulsed, and he screamed in pain, he didn't think that Akado might hide his hands and feet on Zhao Yu's corpse, but he never imagined that this hand and foot would be so deadly and terrifying, it was simply a fire lit on an oil field!

"Just as weeds are vigorous, all it takes is herbicide and a little fire. The more powerful the Fallen Blood Energy is, the more its birth defects will be magnified, which is why the Old Blood Clan has been completely eliminated. In contrast, "Blood Moon Spirit" is the right way to get rid of the innate shackles step by step. It's a pity that greed and ambition make you choose short-sightedness in the end. With a slight sneer on his face, Akado looked down at the palm of his left hand, and saw that there was a trace of a nail driven into it, and a faint cross light was overflowing from it. And the bloody chain that originally wrapped around her left hand had long since withered and fell off.

As he spoke, with the rapid withering of the thirteen blood trees, the crystal clear red roses had already opened on the thorns of light, overflowing with bright light under the moonlight, exuding a fresh and natural taste, sweeping away the bloody filth and obscure evil qi, turning this place into a pure land.

Although it is also red in full swing, it does not give people any sense of blood, filth, bewitching and evil, but is ethereal and refined, out of the mud and unstained. This is a kind of brand-new blood energy that transcends the shackles of yin and yang, good and evil and all innate shackles, and transcends things.

"Don't forget, Mislia is still in our hands!" Jabalt shouted as hard as he could, "just let us go this time, and we will hand over all the family's private army and inheritance, and swear allegiance to ......"

"It doesn't matter, you can kill if you want......" To this, Accator just replied indifferently.

"You...... Are you crazy?" Jabalt's eyes widened in disbelief

"Crazy, maybe. ”

"How can you wake up without being crazy?"

With the words out of the mouth, everything froze. Blood, blood trees, brambles, roses - the whole world began to fade...... The only thing that remains constant is the eternal moonlight!

The moonlight does not change. Because it was originally on the moon!

Open your eyes and look around at the barren surface of the moon. Akado stroked her forehead with her left hand a little dizzy, and a trace of cool cold air penetrated into her body from her palm, gradually washing away the confusion and absurdity caused by her long dreams.

“…… The color of the relics is not different from the emptiness, and the emptiness is not different from the color............ Far from upside-down dreams, what is Nirvana......" The sound of the Buddha flowed from Acador's heart, and she did not recall that in the illusion of the Bliss Spirit House, Master Zongzhen resounded through the six realms of the Buddha's voice.

This may not be the key factor in her ability to get out of the illusion, but it is also a rare opportunity to brush away the dust in her heart and awaken. As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a little grateful and admired for this old monk who was only a one-sided relationship.

After regaining a moment's consciousness, she turned her head. Look at your own shadow. I saw that her shadow had twisted and undulated like a boiling pool of blood, and all kinds of bizarre images were circulating in it, vaguely the images of Zhao Yu, the Thirteen Councillors and the Thirteen Blood Trees, but they couldn't see anything clearly.

Suddenly sensing something, Acador pointed her hand, and a cloak of endless blood suddenly fell off her shadow and floated into the air.

"Parasitic in the will of the moon, invading my spiritual realm through the blood cloak, creating a long dream for me that lasted for centuries!" Akado couldn't help but be a little glad that there were many traps hidden in his previous dreams, whether it was the glory of being the ancestor of the new blood clan or the monstrous power that controlled most of the world. Or the countless secret arts and magic from the old blood clan, or the possibility of violating the agreement with Wang Zongchao to invade Huaxia on a large scale, embodied into the hatred of the second daughter of the Zhongzhou team of 'Zhao Yu' to kill her father. and the concern for Mislia that threatens to distort her will and path. Even let her sink into dreams forever. However, after waking up from the dream, she was also able to successfully complete her cultivation. Cultivate the "Blood Moon Spirit" to the point of great perfection like in a dream, transcending yin and yang, good and evil, and transcending the shackles of innate shackles.

In the distance she looked, in the direction where the bloody cloak had drifted, behind the dark side of the moon that would never face the earth, a huge gray-black shadow slowly rose, first slowly solidified into a rock-like texture, and then began to twist and deform, rising or sinking, smooth huge bricks cut out of thin air, building one towering stone wall after another, and extending upwards with high-arched domes and sharp Gothic minarets, forming a labyrinth of dark corridors...... Like a magnificent and mysterious palace?!

As if someone had given an order, the pilasters lit up one after another with red light. It was not a light formed by natural flames, but a mysterious glow that was breathtaking. Even though they were blocked by stone walls and corners, she could still clearly see them flickering like dots, stretching into the dark distance, like countless nodes on a large web, and like billions of strange eyes that slowly opened, making people shudder. Every eye radiates a variety of uncommon but vivid thoughts and emotions, kings, heroes, saints, praises, sacrifices, prayers, sacrifices, glory, killings, mourning, pains, plagues, sacrifices, betrayals...... All converged into a boiling and irresistible torrent of thought that would make any ordinary person go crazy in an instant.

A sudden realization arose in Accardo's heart—this was a god, a god made of thoughts, beliefs, feelings, and blood sacrifice energy. This god hid his divine domain in the dark side of the moon, parasitized the divinity in the depths of the moon's consciousness, and fell into a long sleep, even Wang Zongchao couldn't perceive its existence, but for some reason he woke up, and secretly made himself who was communicating with the will of the moon to help him practice.

I saw the bloody cloak fly in front of the castle gate, and quickly unfolded into a winding blood-colored carpet like a huge blood waterfall, all the way in front of me. The sweetness and viscosity of the blood permeated the vacuum, making the head feel a little drowsy as if it had been drunk.

The two black spur-bearing wings stretched out from their backs, the skin of their whole bodies was like a pitch-black and rough fetal membrane, their eyes were red, and their faces were as hideous as demons flew out of the castle door, but when they fell, they turned into two handsome men and women wearing black palace clothes and tuxedos, each of whom was filled with surging blood energy that surpassed the duke-level blood clan.

I saw them kneeling down to Accator in a gesture of impeccable classical etiquette and a respectful invitation in spiritual language.

"Welcome to the Third True Ancestor, Her Majesty the Blood Moon Empress!"

"Third True Ancestor, hehe......" Akado let out a sneer, and a blood-colored rose full of thorns appeared out of thin air in her hand, spreading along the omnipresent moonlight.

Facing the moonlight thorns that were stretching, the two bloods showed obvious fear and took a step back together.

Now, she has mastered the blood energy secret technique of the blood clan, the Ilil rose, the holy light thorn from the holy nail, the artistic conception of Buddhism out of the mud without staining, and the Taoist yin and yang qi training method have all been integrated, and transformed into a new power that belongs to her, which is a power that especially restrains the blood clan.

"I am very pleased with your growth. However, your hostility is unnecessary. A huge voice suddenly echoed in Acador's heart, the old voice seemed to carry a trace of tiredness and sleepiness after a long sleep, and it was like the familiar advice of the elders, which made people admire, and from the bottom of their hearts, a dream fragrance like a yellow beam appeared, and the eyelids were dizzy.

"Who are you?" asked Acator coldly, as endless thorn roses spread and bloomed in the moonlight.

"I think you already have the answer in mind...... Yes, I am your father's mentor, the one who gave him the cloak of blood and the scroll of blood!" The old man's voice became solemn, as if reciting the poem of fate, "Heaven is gone, the trumpet of doom has awakened me from my slumber, and the final battle of the gods is about to begin. And the future fate of the Blood Clan has all been pinned on you, the young Third True Ancestor!"

"Oh, are you referring to the world that unfolded in the illusion?" "Accator couldn't help but smile a little sarcastically, "It's a boring world, and I'm glad I don't live in such a world. ”

"This is only a possibility for the future, a necessary trial, and the future of the Bloodline ultimately depends on your will!" the old voice continued, "But before that, allow me to invite you to reap the fruits of the world and go to the final battlefield of the gods!" (To be continued......)