"The Sacred Weapon leads the way home

Blood murmurs the world

The light will fall

Night and Darkness Reappear"

---------- ancient prophecy that was passed down to the Hetai people

In the twilight forest, the territory of the Xitai clan is built on the mountain, and the Xitai clan, one of the thirteen royal families of the blood family, lives here, and there is a luxurious and majestic castle halfway up the mountainside, which belongs to the current patriarch of the Xitai clan, Norman Xitai. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the castle there was a study belonging to the patriarch, decorated with ancient books and a simple but elegant wooden bookcase, and an old wooden copy with a lamp on it, which reflected Norman's expressionless face, and he held a yellowed piece of parchment in his hand.

This ancient parchment has been passed down from generation to generation in the hands of the patriarch of the Hita clan, and no one knows how many years he has existed, and no one can even understand its meaning, the patriarchs of the past generations only know that it is a prophecy about the mission of their own clan.

Resurrection Night and the god of darkness ---- Hetai

This is the mission that the patriarchs of the Xitai clan have been following for generations, and it can even be said that this is the meaning of the existence of the Xitai clan in this world.

The people of the Hittai tried to achieve their own ends, seized the holy weapons, slaughtered the world, and brought darkness and fear to the world, but in the end they all failed, because no one understood what the ancient prophecy meant........

The most loyal servants of the dark gods had never seen their own gods.

But this attempt continues among the Hita..........

Norman gathered the parchment in his hand and looked at the iron cage in front of the table, where the little boy was still sitting with his hands and knees folded, silent. The study was very quiet.

Boom! Boom!

A knock on the door interrupted Norman's thoughts, and he withdrew his gaze, put his right hand on his forehead, and asked, "Sander?" Come on in! ”

The door opened, and the waiter who appeared in the forest before dragged a tray with one hand, in which was placed a beautifully decorated set of tea sets, walked in, and came to Norman's copywriting, and skillfully poured a cup of hot tea for Norman.

Norman picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and saw Sander holding the teapot in his hand, staring at the cage motionlessly.

"Are you interested in him?" Norman asked with a smile as he put the teacup on top of the copy

"No—" Sander withdrew his gaze, and without looking up, continued to fill the teacup with tea

"But you're angry," Norman said, looking at the cage and tapping his fingers lightly on the tabletop, "You're my dependent, and I'd like to hear your opinion." ”

"But you've already decided, haven't you?" "I'm not willing to engage in such pointless arguments," Sander said. ”

At this point, neither of them spoke anymore, and for a moment the house fell silent again.

"How sure are you?" Sander couldn't help but ask out loud after all.

"Grasp? Oh, grasp! Norman said self-deprecatingly: "Our people have never been sure what we have done for thousands of years!" ”

Sander looked into the Norman's eyes and asked, "What if something happens to the little princess if it fails?" I grew up watching her! ”

"She's my own daughter!" Norman roared, his original elegance and wisdom gone, his eyes were cloudy, and he hysterically "Resurrect Xitai, resurrect Xitai!" Is this our mission? No! This is the curse of our people! She is the most outstanding bloodline of our Xitai clan for thousands of years, the purest dark physique! I'm going to create the strongest bloodline in the world! The strongest bloodline beyond Xitai! End this stupid fate of our race! ”

The sound of roaring echoed through the study, and Xander closed his eyes and said no more, and the room fell silent again, except for the light flickering in the air.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the study, and the chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer, only to hear someone shouting: "You can't go in!" You can't go in! ”

"Get out of here!"

There was a roar, followed by a loud bang, and the door to the study was violently pushed open.

A group of people broke into the study, and in front stood two young men, followed by the servants in the room, and these servants saw that the matter could not be stopped, and shrank behind, not daring to say a word.

Norman looked at the two people who broke in and shook his head, then waved his hand: "You guys go down." ”

"Yes!"

The servants retreated tremblingly as if they were on the verge of amnesty, and closed the door of the study.

The young man who took the lead had bright blonde hair, a handsome face, a long wooden box behind him, and his scarlet pupils looked at Norman fearlessly.

The other man had scattered silver hair, squinting as if he were asleep, but the scarlet light appeared in his eyes from time to time, and he stood beside him without saying a word, as if he was looking at the two people standing opposite, not knowing what he was thinking.

Norman regained his original elegance, leaned back on his chair with his fingers interlocked, looked at the blonde young man opposite, and said, "Glenn, you didn't come to me so late to visit me, did you?" ”

Gülen had no intention of greeting at all, he looked into Norman's eyes and asked, "Father, according to the rules of our clan, if I defeat you, I will be able to take your place?" ”

Norman laughed when he heard this, and said, "Yes, that's right! You're strong, but you can't! At least you can't do it yet. ”

Glenn stopped talking when he heard this, slowly took out a pair of special fist gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands, stood the long box behind him in front of him, and drew a sword from it

A silver sword!

Norman narrowed his eyes and looked at the long sword in Gülen's hand, which glowed with a dangerous silver light, and said, "You are serious when you come at night and bring silverware!" ”

Glenn held the sword in both hands, pointed the sword forward, and said, "I've never been so serious, it's all for Scarlet!" Father, you are wrong! Wren, do it! ”

"Good!"

I know the gap between me and my father, so I can only go all out from the beginning and leave no hands behind!

Glenn and Wren beside him let out an angry shout at the same time, black magic patterns began to emerge from the heart part, and spread to the whole body, the two of them began to be covered with black crystals, this is actually the scales of some kind of creature, as crystal clear as diamonds, but dark and shiny, the black wings are opened, and the magic patterns appear above the wings, which looks exquisite and demonic!

Xitai of the Thirteen Royal Clans of the Blood Clan!

Worship the Demon God of Night and Darkness!

Race Abilities:

Dance of the Night!