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"Do you know why we were shocked?" the dwarf took a long time to come back to his senses and looked at Skoris deeply, "the original text of history, especially the original text of these legends. It's every family's top secret. We never knew what each other's history was like. How to write, what content, what carrier?"

"Nobody knows, but that's what happened in your original history? no, no, no...... It's not ...... I'm talking about" The dwarf's braided blonde hair flew over, and in the next second, he bit his fingertips, and a drop of ruby-like blood condensed: "What I'm going to say is...... The original historical text of the dwarf race is also such a carrier, such a way of recording. ”

He looked at everyone and said word by word, "Don't pretend to be everyone. Looking at everyone's performance just now, our top ten families...... I'm afraid it's all the same!

Before he could finish speaking, Lawrence's trembling voice had already interrupted him: "You are wrong...... It's not this ...... that's really scary It's not this!!"

"Look around!!" he said hoarsely, "here...... Except for Mr. X, there are twelve of them!!"

"This ...... What does it represent?!"

"You ...... Who would dare to think of going down?"

Dead.

Even if all the people present were the world's supreme Grand Dukes, at this moment, they felt extremely shocked and foggy.

The Twelve Apostles, the Twelve Grand Dukes here, everything has exceeded their imagination.

"That's right......" The woman of the Siren family stood up gracefully, her face was solemn, and a drop of blood also condensed from her fingertips: "The Siren family...... The same is true for recording...... With blood as the medium, engraved in the blood. ”

"The same goes for the Half-Dragon Family. The demon-god-like half-dragon man stretched out his palm, and a drop of blood in his palm refracted a strange red glow.

"It's the same with the Voldemort family. "It's the same with the Tagul family. "The Covinas family is the same. "Elven ...... Same ......"

All the voices rang out, and ten drops of blood, crystal clear, shining like rubies in the sky. Lawrence pursed his lips and gently scratched his palm, his voice trembling a little: "Vatican...... Still the same......"

"Lord...... Is this your will? If it weren't for the reappearance of the Tower of Babel clue, would we never know that all the top families in Europe and the United States are the same inheritance......? Are you telling your people that a thousand years ago, we were all a faction of the Twelve?"

"Don't be funny. Sain Hammer sneered solemnly, "Do you want to say that the Twelve Apostles of Europe and America are our ancestors? ”

"The descendants of the Twelve Apostles could become like this Grand Duke?" Skris sneered, "Are you insulting the Twelve Apostles, or are you insulting us?"

"The light of the Lord shines on all beings. Lawrence was covered in white and snorted, "How are you going to explain the current scene?"

The woman of the Siren family took two steps forward, took a deep breath, and the blood beads in her hand flew out: "Just now it was just the historical text of Scoris, it was just an accident, this Grand Duke will never believe such a ridiculous thing." ”

"Brush ......" Her blood beads were full of red light, and in an instant, they turned into blood-red aura attached to the parchment roll, and in the red light flashed, everyone stared at the parchment roll.

Immediately after, all the Grand Dukes gritted their teeth, and ten crystal clear, jewel-like droplets of blood flew towards the parchment roll in unison. In an instant, the red light was flourishing.

"Silk ......", "Unbelievable......", "This...... I can't believe it!" "This is what the text of our history really is?So what is it that has been passed down from generation to generation?" "It has to be combined with the original text of the Vatican's history to be revealed?...... It's really incredible. ”

A few minutes later, the red mangs stopped, and lines of text appeared on the parchment. But......

None of them are the original historical texts they should have!

All the original historical texts, these families have seen. However, this moment is completely different from what they remember! not words, but ......

Name!

St. Peter, St. Andrew, St. James the Chief, St. John the Eagle, St. Matthew, Philip, St. James the Younger, St. Thomer, St. Simon, St. Dacha!

Plus the previous St. Baltholomew...... All of them were the twelve disciples of Jesus!

In the name of the saints.

"Heh......" Li Sen's fingers were trembling, and in the sky, a white light was emitted from the parchment roll, like the gospel of the Holy Lord. His voice was a little drifting: "Twelve Apostles...... What the hell is the Lord hinting at us!"

"No!" Lawrence stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "One less person." ”

"The only one of the twelve apostles of the Lord who has not been given a holy name......" He turned his head, looked at Lysengo with burning eyes, and said word by word, "Judas Iscariot, who betrayed Jesus." ”

"Judas. ”

Everyone's eyes looked over, and Leeson woke up from a dream, and then said in disbelief: "This is impossible, I have given everything to the Lord, I absolutely cannot be the blood of Judah, I ......"

"Say less. Mr. Li Senge, we are all old acquaintances. Skoris sneered, "No, the Lord who carves out your blood and dedicates it to you is." ”

"No way! I definitely won't be of Judas blood!" Leeson had a bulge of veins on his forehead, and as a devout believer, he could never believe this fact.

Skoris gave him a mocking look, "It's not you...... Could it be the Marquis over there?"

"Just him?" he did not hide the disdain in his eyes, and glanced at Xu Yangyi, who was silent: "He is not a European or American person at all, and he has nothing to do with these holy and noble bloodlines." ”

"Leesengo. Lawrence shook his hand: "Your faith, I am convinced. The Pope is also very convinced. Otherwise, it is impossible to appoint you in charge of all the historical texts. However, it is most likely not bloodline, but a metaphor for the Lord. Now is not the time to dwell on that. ”

"Yes," said the cloak woman without emotion...... "everything is important to the Tower of Babel, and the Grand Duke is eager to see it...... When the twelve apostles are gathered, how will this original historical text change? ”

"Don't hesitate, Mr. Leessen. Now is not the time to talk about faith, we have come all the way here, and we don't have time to spend time with you. The roar of the sky spoke coldly.

Li Sen's face changed several times in a row, and finally gritted his teeth: "Okay." ”

"Whatever it is, my name could never have anything to do with a traitor like Judas! I have never felt that there is a historical text in my blood! If it were me...... The Sanhedrin immediately applied for resignation as director of the Vatican and entered the ......"

"Nobody cares where you go. Sain Hammer grinded his teeth and said, "Quick...... Just one last name, don't waste time!"

Li Sen stopped talking, and slashed his palm, with such force that blood splattered three feet.

He didn't speak, letting the blood on his hands spread to the ground like a stream, his eyes blood-red.

One minute...... Two minutes, three minutes passed.

Nothing has changed!

"It's not me......" He trembled all over, raised his head, and shouted hoarsely to the sky, "Not this Grand Duke!!"

"There is no way that this Grand Duke has anything to do with Judah!!!Lord...... Did you see it!! Leesengo will always be your most devout believer!!"

"Not me...... It's not me! You can see clearly! It has nothing to do with the Grand Duke!!"

He spread his arms and let the blood stain his white robe, laughter filled with joy and excitement. However, no one could laugh but him.

"Not him?" Sky Roar's thick fingers groped the dragon's jaw, and he also felt incredible, the twelve Grand Dukes and twelve disciples on the scene were exactly right. Who else but Leesengo?

Could it be......

He thought of it, and everyone thought of it. Li Senge stopped smiling and swept his gaze like an eagle.

One after another flame-like eyes stared at Xu Yangyi, each of them was a grand duke projection, and such a huge coercion made him breathe a little unsmooth.

"What? Your Majesty thinks it's me?" Xu Yangyi stood up and bowed with a smile: "Is it possible?"

"It's impossible, just dry your blood. Skoris sneered, "Boy, you are too tender, you have seen too little, and your vision is too narrow, just like a pig knows only its own pigsty and trough. Very foolish. ”

"Constantine's dedication to the earth, not a spiritual treasure, is better than a spiritual treasure, to start this kind of thing, only if all the conditions are fully met. In the previous hundreds of years, there was no news of the Tower of Babel, and no family tried any means, but could not study the true meaning of the original historical text. There will be no such opportunity to combine the original texts of the history of the Vatican and the Ten Families. And today, it was launched. ”

That is to say...... Here, now, it has all the 'necessary conditions,' the twelve apostles, and the last apostle is not Mr. Leesengo, that...... Who could it be?" he stood up with a cruel smile on his lips and walked slowly: "I also think that you are not Judas, you are not at all similar to the other party, even if Judas is such a despicable person, he was once holy." It's not at all comparable to a mere marquis, but it's just you here. ”

"Skoris is crowned ......" Xu Yangyi's eyes were even colder: "Do you really think you will eat me?"

"Try?" Skoris's night owl-like laughter resounded through the hall: "The power of a grand duke's seventh floor, if you can't dry your blood, what kind of face does this grand duke have in New York?"

"Sha!" As soon as he finished speaking, countless pale fires erupted from his seven orifices, ominous, extremely ominous! With a chilling aura, it seemed as if he was in a cemetery in an instant. Surrounding Skoris, he resembles the king of the dead.

The thin palm opened, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the skeleton-like face: "Summoning souls." ”