I am afraid that no one is more powerful than the real devil when it comes to coerced confessions, as long as the object of the extorted confession is transformed into a real demon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In just a few moments, Hagenrees was covered in blood, and it became Sun Chengzhi's supper today. It's just that the blood containing holy power is like a drink that has expired for a long time to the true demon, and drinking it is not enjoyable at all.

After sucking the blood, he wiped the remaining blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and took two mouthfuls in disgust, the sharp nail of his index finger slashed over his thumb, and a small drop of raw blood flew out of the wound and sank into Hagenrees's mouth.

The amount of original blood given by the true demon is directly related to the speed of the transformation of the descendants, and the transformation speed of this small drop is not fast at all, but he is not in a hurry now, is he?

About half an hour later, Hagenris's shriveled corpse twitched for a while, and then suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of blood flashed through his eyes, and then his shriveled corpse quickly swelled as if it was inflated, and quickly returned to the shape in front of him.

Then he got up from the ground, knelt down on one knee in front of Sun Chengzhi, and said respectfully: "I've seen the ancestor." ”

"Give me the Holy Blood." After sucking a handful of unpalatable blood, Sun Chengzhi's mood was not so comfortable, and his tone was naturally not very polite.

As a descendant, Hagenrees didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction with Sun Chengzhi's attitude, and still replied in a respectful tone: "Ancestor, the Holy Blood has been handed over to Professor Lin, do you need me to take it back?" ”

For the descendants of the True Demon Clan, the Ancestor's order is the goal he must achieve, even if he knows that he will die, he will not hesitate at all.

Transformed into his own descendant, Hagenrees could not lie, that is to say, the holy blood was indeed in Lin Dong's hands.

Sun Chengzhi's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character when he heard this, if the holy blood was in Lin Dong's hands, he didn't even have the idea of taking it back.

"Does he know the nemesis of the Holy Blood to our people?"

Hagenrees shook his head: "His subordinates don't know that the Holy Blood can restrain our clan, and he shouldn't know either. ”

Hearing this, Sun Chengzhi's frowning brows were relieved, as long as Lin Dong didn't know that the Holy Blood had a strong restraining power against the True Demon.

After the question, he waved at Hagenrees, and the red light in Hagenrees's eyes flashed a few times, and the light in his eyes quickly dissipated, and then he tilted his head back and did not move.

Immediately afterward, Sun Chengzhi felt a sharp blade that pierced Hagenrees's heart from behind, and destroyed his bitten neck, covering up the true cause of his death, before leaving the woods.

After a while, he returned to the woods and spilled the blood he had brought on Hagenris, completing the last forgery of the murder scene.

He categorically didn't dare to let Lin Dong know the true cause of Hagenris's death, otherwise, with Lin Dong's cleverness, he was afraid that he would be able to deduce a lot of things from the details.

In his heart, it can be said that he has deified Lin Dong, not only him, but the younger generation of the Sun family all have the same thoughts as him.

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In the room of the Middle English style, the firewood burns in the fireplace, constantly crackling and exploding, and the flame burns vigorously, dispelling the winter cold and making the room unusually warm.

One person recites in an old-fashioned rocking chair with his back to the fireplace and enjoys it

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In the corner of the room stood a straight figure, but even in the light of the flames, the figure of these people was still blurred, as if they were wrapped in a layer of darkness.

A middle-aged clergyman with a grim face in a priest's uniform stood beside the man in the rocking chair, and in front of the person in the rocking chair stood Bishop Modo, who was an Antoan Christian.

Looking at his respectful appearance, you can see how prominent the person sitting in the rocking chair is.

Indeed, he is the current Pope Benedict XIX. Just as Lin Dong expected, for the Holy Blood Benedict XIX, he would not let anyone else come to take it away, but chose to come over in person.

"Modo, have you figured out the situation?" Benedict XIX closed his eyes slightly, reveling in the warmth of the flames, and his voice was as low as if he were talking to himself.

"Your Majesty, yes, I have investigated it clearly, and the twin sisters found it under the guidance of the Holy Blood and exchanged it for priesthood." When Modo heard Benedict XIX's question, he hurriedly bowed and explained the facts he had ascertained.

In fact, he probed a fart, and everything was deliberately wanted by Lin Dong and Hagenley to let him know.

Benedict XIX nodded slightly, then fell silent, lying motionless on the chaise longue as if he had fallen asleep.

Without his orders, Modo did not dare to move, maintaining a bowing posture, waiting for Benedict XIX to speak.

It took a while for Benedict XIX to speak: "Why did Hagenrees die?" Who killed him? ”

"I'm sorry Your Majesty, we can only be sure that he is a powerful transcendent now, Hagenrees did not resist much before he died, it can be seen that this person's strength is far superior to him, it is likely to ...... He is a super strong man in the legendary stage. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Benedict XIX, wanting to see his mood on his face, so that he could decide how to answer next. The one in front of him, who purged two large regional bishops in public, is a hard-line His Majesty.

After another moment of silence, Benedict XIX spoke again and asked, "Who do you think it will be?" ”

"The wound of the corpse is very much like a cutout on a scimitar, and if I can guess, it is likely to come from the Middle East." Mordo replied cautiously.

"Humph!"

Benedict XIX was obviously not satisfied with his reply, and snorted heavily: "Without their tortoise shell and the power of the legendary rank, you mean that there is a warrior in the Middle East who has already stepped into the demigods?" ”

"Your Majesty is blunt, please forgive your majesty." Modo didn't dare to say anything more now, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee to confess.

"Alright, get up."

Benedict XIX waved his hand, which was considered to be a forgiveness of his sins, and it was really no wonder that Modo, because not to mention that Modo did not know the cause of Hagenris's death, even he could not see anything, the body was so badly damaged.

However, he is only a warrior in the legendary stage, he is not too afraid, and he can kill a legendary warrior without taking action to use a great prophecy technique, which is a shot in the arm for the Holy See, which has been demoralized because of the affairs of Yili.

Of course, if it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't have provoked one

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Legendary powerhouse, he can only use the Great Prophecy Technique three times in his life, and he is reluctant to use it casually once.

"Did you find those two little girls?"

"Your Majesty, your subordinates have used the power of the Night's Watch to find their hiding place." Modo hurriedly replied.

"Damn, who told you to use the power of the Night's Watch? Don't you know that many people's eyes are on the night watchman these days? ”

Benedict XIX raised his eyebrows, and his anger rose to cause violent fluctuations in the holy power, and Modo fell to his knees again with a chill in his heart, and hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, please calm your anger, the night watchmen in London have all been converted by me into the identity of the guardian of the Christianity, and I rarely send them to act, so no one should be aware of it." ”

"Should? I don't want what I should! Benedict XIX was still angry, and in fact his anger was not directed at Mordo, but at Lin Dong, who had been restrained by the Night's Watch.

Feeling his thunderous rage, Mordo trembled, and after a while, Benedict XIX finally calmed down his anger, leaned back in the rocking chair and asked, "Have you made contact with those two little girls?" ”

"I've been contacted, and I've asked to talk to you."

"Talk to me? Yes, arrange a time, get the Holy Blood in your hands as soon as possible, and when the time comes, I will definitely double everything that the Holy See has lost. Modo didn't dare to answer, saluted again, and left the room backwards.

At the same time, Lin Dong also received the news of the twins, and sure enough, the Holy See had already made contact with them, and the big fish had already bitten the hook.

However, the time for meeting has not yet been determined, and Lin Dong is not in a hurry, and once again devotes his heart to the study of the bloodline curse.

Bloodline Curse has a number of restrictions, one of the most troublesome being the need to mix the carrier of the curse into the blood of the target to be cursed.

Not to mention anything else, the incomparably hard bones of the True Demon alone are a difficult hurdle to overcome.

Lin Dong can still do this, this is really thanks to Zhixu, the thunder tribulation he caused at the beginning did cause great damage to the space of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Island, yes, but it was not without any gain.

The terrifying temperature of the thunder tribulation successfully melted the red arrow 105 he captured from the blue-blooded warrior into molten iron, and the Ruyi Pill was able to absorb new metal elements, and its own material has changed qualitatively.

Of course, this hasn't been tested yet, so it's hard to say whether it can be penetrated.

Underworld, snake lizard fangs...... Another pot of potion was scorched by the spiritual fire, turning into a mass of fused venom essence, and the medicinal ingredients in the bloodline curse were purified.

Looking at the Holy Blood, which had shrunk by a small half, Lin Dong smiled helplessly, he really didn't expect that Western potions were not much easier than alchemy, this was already his fourth failure, and if he failed in such a row, this Holy Blood could be used ten more times at most.

And he added that he wanted to use it for experiments, and at least three copies had to be successful in order to fully meet the requirements for use.

Slightly frustrated, Lin Dong perked up again, waved his hand to cut off a small piece from the holy blood, carefully observed the changes in the color and shape of the potion, and threw the holy blood fragment into the potion at the most opportune time.

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