On October 3, 1952, all the human wizards present were poured a basin of cold water on their minds, and the whole person felt like it exploded. There was silence in the conference room. The wizarding nobles present were not dedicated to learning magic, they still received an ordinary education in the secular world. The five wizards present were all graduates of prestigious schools, even if they were not history majors, and when they heard this date, they all searched in their minds what happened on this day.

Celtic's mouth was tightly closed, and his expression was palpitating, and the days that the young man of the blood clan said were very familiar to him, his family was the oldest wizarding family in Britain, and his ancestors could be traced back to the era of Merlin, the archmage who assisted King Arthur. And he had studied British history, so he knew what happened that day.

On October 3, 1952, Britain's first nuclear bomb was successfully tested, and the site of the nuclear bomb test was at the Montibello Island nuclear test base.

Celtic's fingers turned white, and he was trying to hold down the table to keep himself awake and calm. Even if he couldn't see the faces of the other four people, Sertik believed that the news was far more shocking than all expectations for Galahad. Galahad, though unscrupulous, never imagined that he could be so mad. It is the most powerful ultimate weapon ever invented by mankind, representing the most primitive violent impulse of the human race, and also representing the ultimate embodiment of mankind's will to destroy.

The young man sensed that the atmosphere was too dull, and he coughed twice, pulling everyone back from their contemplation and shock, and he smiled bitterly: "So it's not for me to say, we really should take it seriously, Galahad, a human, if he starts to be ruthless, I really don't know what he will do against the rules." ”

As soon as the young man's words spoke, an excited voice among the five human wizards shouted, listening to this voice, the owner of the voice should be very young, unlike the young blood clan, the age of the blood clan can maintain a young form and voice for thousands of years.

"How so? Lord Walter, the news you brought is a spring breeze! Think about it! Although wizards have changed a lot in recent years, in general, wizards still abide by tradition, at least the new generation that despises tradition has fully grown up, and before the upper echelons of wizarding power are replaced, tradition is still the mainstream of wizarding society, including the Round Table Council. Wizards are forbidden to use technology, and even after Galahad helped establish the Wizarding Sect, most veteran wizards are still reluctant to use technology on top of wizarding affairs. The young voice paused for a moment and swallowed, everyone could hear the excited breathing of this young descendant, "That means that as long as we use this matter to attack the Round Table Council, then at least the Round Table Council will have a great reputation among wizards, and we will have a chance to restore the Ministry of Magic once again to the number one voice and status in the wizarding world!"

"Hahaha, Earl Felton is then terrible. The young man of the Bloods let out a cheerful laugh, as if he had heard some funny joke, and he said, "The question is, where did you hear this from? Do you want to say at the meeting that you have contact with the remnants of the Bloody Council, and that the news came from the remnants of the Bloody Council?

Felton's voice was aggrieved to argue something, but after a few unwritten monotones, the young earl fell into silence for a moment. Just as Felton was about to brew a wave of counterattack, Sertic spoke up at this moment and reprimanded sternly: "Felton, don't interrupt Lord Walter's words. ”

Judging from Seltic's tone and demeanor, he was more like Felton's elder. Felton's figure shook violently twice, and it was evident that the young man seemed to be anxious to argue something, but after Seltic's birth, he had fallen silent after all.

Walter let out an embarrassed laugh in understanding, and continued: "Galahad's support is one thing, and the other is the dragon." Unfortunately, the biggest obstacle to our regaining control of the wizarding world is precisely the honorary members of these two Round Table Councils. ”

"We now occupy a total of 5 seats in the round table, 'Ibn al-Haiyan' is an alchemist, and a Middle Easterner, who generally does not interfere in the affairs of the round table council, is an absolute neutral, and Carlo is under the command of the Ministry of Magic, through my family to exert pressure, Carlo will not exercise his rights in the meeting again, if the 12th and 13th seats are excluded, we have an absolute advantage in the remaining 11 seats. Sertic explained that the five families had been planning for this plan for so long that all five of them had even separated the time span of the Round Table, and that Lord William Wall, the first to infiltrate the Round Table, was over 70 years old and belonged to the second generation of the Round Table. Felton was the last to join the Round Table at the age of 26, almost the third-youngest member of parliament in the history of the Round Table. The reason for this is almost because the identity and age of the members of the third and 11th seats are unknown.

Judging from this time, how many years have the five families been preparing for this plan. It seems that the five of them have nothing to do with each other, and they rarely intersect even outside the round table, but in fact they all belong to the same secret assembly, a round table in the dark.

"Of course, of course, we have never questioned the loyalty of His Excellency Celtic, nor have we denied the dedication of all of you. Maybe nearly half a century is nothing for a blood clan like me, but it is indeed a respectable contribution to humanity. "But please be clear, the Honorary Councillor still has the right to vote, and according to Galahad's privilege, he can vote twice! ”

Sertic was silent, but a wave of anger rose in his heart.

"Don't be nervous, the privileges conferred by the Round Table are double-edged swords, so the person who can be given the terrible privilege is certainly not the one who has enough self-control to restrain himself from abusing it. On the other hand, for people with particularly weak abilities, the privileges granted will naturally not be as powerful as those few humanoid monsters. An old and frail voice among the human beings said, in terms of the degree of weakness, it was simply a fight with the inhuman old man who spoke before.

"No, I don't ......," Seltick retorted weakly, knowing that he had been seen through his thoughts, "thanks for your concern, Lord Walsh." ”

"That's what I'm saying, every privilege is a sword, the dragon can judge the guilty at will, Galahad can copy his authority, Merlin has the absolute power to choose his heir, and the late Gauld Bein can ask for his seat reserved for posterity. The privileges of all of you here are some ordinary privileges such as pardons, tax exemptions, etc., which are proof of your incompetence. Walter's figure made a strange gesture, his hands as if he were holding something in his arms, and then the faint but somewhat pleasant moans of a woman and the tingling of the scalps of the five human nobles were heard.

How did this blood clan eat at this time? The hearts of the five human nobles were filled with a serious sense of disgust at the same time. The food of the blood clan is human blood, and the five people present shuddered when they heard this creepy voice.

"Sorry, damn curse, hahaha, let's talk about it. After a while, the sucking sound died down, Walter's figure returned to normal, and the sound of flesh falling to the ground sounded on his side.

Almost everyone can imagine in their minds the scene of a young woman being sucked dry of blood and her shriveled and pale body hitting the ground.

Lie to the ghost, you can live on the blood reserves in the hospital, and the blood clan doesn't need such a large amount of blood at all, this is something everyone knows, but this blood clan attributes its desires to the curse.

"So we need to be more careful in planning our plans, after all, no one wants Galahad to see their intentions, and no one wants to be approached by the dragon, right?" Walter's voice seemed to be more neutral than it had just been, and his posture could be described as radiant after sucking blood.

"What if we designed to get rid of the dragon before that, no matter how strong he is, he can't ......" The woman's voice sounded again, only this time her voice was much more restrained, and she could see that the woman's blood-sucking moans just now touched her a lot, and she had realized what kind of things were in the meeting.

"It's a pity...... We abandoned this plan from the beginning. I haven't had any direct contact with the Dragon, but we've seen how powerful the Dragon is. Walter interrupted, his figure spreading, "The Bladed Dragon is an organization, and in fact the Bloody Council has dealt with the Bladed Dragon for a long time. Thanks to him, our original 13 second generation breeds have become 12. ”

Celtic then asked, "May I ask what ......this refers to very early?"

"More than 600 years ago, we had contact with the 'Blade Dragon'. Walter's voice was once again out of harmony, and as soon as his 12 compatriots were involved, the mood of this second-generation blood clan would change strangely.

"It was the time of our Bloodline, and the Bloodline shared the world equally with humans at night. At that time, our 13th compatriot was hunting for food when he encountered the Bladed Dragons of that generation. It is also unknown what the dragon did to her, after which she betrayed the blood connection between us and reneged on the sacred bond given by our ancestors. Not only that, but she also killed three generations of the people we sent out to persuade her, even the offspring of her own transformation. Later, four of the 12 remaining members of the council went out to persuade her, for the 13 of us have been one since ancient times, and we are brothers and sisters bound together by blood. We cannot accept any of the 13 links missing. As a result, 4 second-generation breeders were seriously injured, and only one name called 'Fenglong' was brought back. Then the traitor disappeared, and you wizards knew what happened. Walter said helplessly.

Walsh asked, "Could this thirteenth person be the 'Daywalker'?"

Felton then asked curiously, "What is a 'Daywalker?'"

"It's a legend.,I heard that there is a blood clan that can act in the sun.,Always wandering around the world.,It's obviously a blood clan but it's not afraid of the sun.,It's hunting blood everywhere.,Although she claims to be a human.,But she has the recovery ability of the blood clan.,Physique.。 But no one has ever really seen a blood like this. The woman added that she saw that no one was paying attention to Felton, so she explained to Felton.

"Yes, we don't know how she escaped the curse of the gods, or if it was the dragon who lifted her bloodthirsty brand more than 600 years ago, but it is a fact that a blood clan is slaughtering her own kind, and she is crazy. "What's more, the Ancestor briefly awoke from a long slumber, and the Ancestor said he must find her and find her way to lift the bloodthirsty curse." We have been hunting her for hundreds of years, and although we have not caught her, we have also caught some traces. As far as what she was looking for, 'Bladed Dragon' seemed to be an identity and title that could be passed on, and she had been searching for the whereabouts of the Bladed Dragon who had helped her lift the curse. We guess that her curse must be incomplete, otherwise she wouldn't have retained so many of the Blood's traits, and she wouldn't have inquired about the whereabouts of that bladed dragon. Walter paused, and could see that it was no happier to talk about one betrayed compatriot than about eight of his fellow men who died in a nuclear bomb.

"So, I don't expect us to hunt the Blade Dragon, the four second-generation breeds can't take the Blade Dragon, even if the Bladed Dragon of this generation is only half the strength of that Blade Dragon, it's not something we can hunt stably, we won't discuss how much sacrifice it takes, once there is a deviation and he escapes, then our plan for so many years will be in vain. Walter said helplessly: "And the chances of him escaping are very high." It would be really difficult for such a human to kill him. I don't know what's going on in the past hundred years, there are some such characters among the human race, and I can't tell who is the monster as a blood clan now. ”

Seltic reached out of his jacket pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had threatened and provoked Fenglong head-on in the hospital, how did he know that Fenglong actually had such power at that time? Walter, a second-generation noble bloodline, was afraid of his strength, how did he think of provoking him at that time?

Just as Seltic was wiping his sweat, Lord Waltz said, "Then we should go ahead with the original plan, and first add Felton to the Council of the Round Table?"

Valter nodded: "That's right, the original plan remains the same, and this phenomenon of mythological resurgence is our chance." The resurrection of myths will greatly increase the power of our bloodline, and the Round Table Council will also expend its energy on dealing with the resurgence of myths. That's when we try to disperse their power. And we're going to build our own team of Swords of Damocles!"

As Walter recounted his plans, the dragon was lying in a hospital bed with Bluetooth headphones in his ears and Galahad a small laptop on his lap with a broadcast of the meeting in the headphones.

"Damn! How did you eavesdrop on this?" Fenglong listened with relish to what the eight people on the other end of the headset thought were secretly having a meeting, flipping through a comic magazine.

"There is so much anti-reconnaissance magic deployed in the basement of Seltick that ordinary detection magic can't eavesdrop on what's going on inside. But he did not know that among his men was an agent of the Pilgrims. We used sonar to locate his basement, then made a small hole in the ceiling of his chamber by making a vertical hole, bypassing all the security and defensive spells in his tunnel. "The Galahad tone is as normal as saying how to cook a home-cooked meal at noon.

"How did that get the words out?" said Fenglong, with a hillbilly expression as he entered the city.

"A wire-type bug that converts the sound into an electrical signal, which is then connected to Sertic's own router via a network cable, and then connected to our pilgrim's dedicated data receiving center by a hidden IP dedicated to pilgrims as a relay station. The Skywatchers are then responsible for relaying the signal to the laptop. ”

Fenglong sighed secretly: "Let you classical nobles abide by your old rules every day and wait for death...... It's been blown up by high technology......"

At this time, Fenglong said: "Damn, these two or five boys are doing such a thing...... If that's the case, I'd like to ask you something. ”

Galahad looked up, his mask reflecting a silver light: "You say." ”