It was night, but there was no moon in the sky.

The ghost city loses a bit of mysterious charm without the moonlight that spreads on it, but the ghost city is still a ghost city, if you have to find out a little different from the past, I'm afraid there is only one point, that is, the owner of the ghost city has changed.

Yes, Filin is no longer the one who calls the shots in the ghost city, and now there is only one master in the ghost city - Cain.

Standing in the vast circular chamber of the Blood Pact Council, Cain gazed at the statue that sat on the highest throne. For a long time, the corners of his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a complex expression supplemented by helplessness and dissatisfaction.

He flicked his wrist and the red liquid in the goblet swirled, it was viscous, at least thicker than red wine.

The two tall doors covered in intricately carved doors on the door frame of the conference room shook slightly, followed by a creaking sound. Filmin passed through the crack in the door that was not wide, and his steps were very light and cautious.

"Ancestor, are you looking for me?"

Cain didn't look back, but pointed to the empty bottle on the round table and said, "This wine called red wine tastes good. ”

After listening to Cain's words, Filin thought for a moment and replied, "If you like it, I have a few bottles of this vintage there, and I will have someone get them right away." Filin didn't say the name of the wine, nor the specific year of the wine, because he knew full well that Cain wouldn't like the useless names and cumbersome vintage numbers. Cain said that, and his answer only needed to convey one message - you have it!

"No need, although I just came out of the seal, I also heard that this wine is relatively rare, you can keep the rest for yourself!"

Cain's answer was somewhat unexpected by Fiin, who had not expected Cain to be a benevolent master since the first time he saw him, and he wondered who had told Cain about the wine.

"It's rare, but it's not precious, you ......"

"Alright, don't say those superficial things, I don't like it." Cain interrupted Film, turning to look at Filmin with his white, red-eyed eyes.

These eyes are beautiful and intimidating.

Whenever he saw that in his eyes, he could not help but feel fear, and there was no shame in him for saying that he was an ant in front of Cain. But whenever this fear hit him, he still felt a pang of annoyance, because Cain did not release any coercion to suppress him, which meant that his fear came for no reason. This fear was like a scar in the deepest part of his soul.

In his brief moment of stunned fear, Cain sighed and continued, "Get that statue away!" ”

In Cain's disgruntled tone, Filin looked at the statue of the god sitting on the throne and said, "I will immediately send someone to find the best sculptor to re-sculpt it for you." ”

"Hehe......" Cain sneered, holding a hint of playfulness: "You are very smart, but you must know that there are many smart people who die on their so-called cleverness!" ”

"Ancestor, I don't really understand." Filmin shuddered.

"I asked you to take this statue away not because it didn't look like me, but because I'm out now, and I don't need to use anything like a statue to prove to the world that I once existed. I no longer exist only in legends and history, I exist in the present, in the future. ”

"Forgive your subordinates for being stupid and misinterpreting your meaning."

"Have you found Shen Xuanran?"

"Not yet, but I'm sure he's hiding somewhere in China."

"Somewhere? China is huge! Do you know how many corners it has? Cain silently raised his voice. Although his tone was not angry, the small emotion had already silenced Film.

"My subordinates are incompetent, but if my ancestor gives me some time, I will definitely be able to find out where Shen Xuanran is hiding."

Cain shook his head and said helplessly, "Forget it, ignore him." Sooner or later, he will understand that what I gave him was the right way, and what Enoch gave him was wrong. ”

"Yes, I just hope he doesn't wake up too late!" This is the answer that Filin pondered.

"The kind of weapon that humans use to attack me during the day is powerful, what is it?" Cain asked, stroking his brand-new black robe and sitting in his chair.

"That weapon is collectively called a missile!"

As he answered the question, Filin couldn't help but think of the image - Cain was hit by a missile, but he was not blown up without slag, but was unharmed, the only change may be a few more strands of hair on his sideburns.

It was this astonishing image that made the human army passively accept the fact that they were extremely unwilling to accept that the high-tech weapons they regarded as killer weapons could not give Cain a fatal blow. Based on this fact, the human coalition had no choice but to switch from offensive to defensive.

After the human army died down, Cain also withdrew his troops, although he could fight day and night for days or even dozens of days, but those impure blood under his command still needed to rest.

"Missiles?" Cain repeated, "Is it the most powerful attack that humanity has ever mastered?" ”

"No, the most powerful weapon of mankind at present is called nuclear weapons, and there is a stronger antimatter weapon in the early stages of development." Filmin replied scrupulously.

"Do these two weapons act on space or souls?"

"Space? Soul? You really don't have a backache when you stand and talk! While still having respect on his face, Fei Lin replied, "As far as I know and the technology mastered by the Communists, human beings have not yet developed weapons that can cause space collapse or directly attack souls. ”

"Huh?" Cain was amazed, "The weapons that humans have come up with after 10,000 years of abandoning the path of evolution can't affect any kind of rules?" ”

"Yes! Maybe a lot of existing rules form a kind of prison for their minds, and all their research is based on these rules, so they can't break the rules. Filin was pleased with his answer.

"If you're right, then my road ahead is really smooth!" Cain said with a smirk.

"Yes, humans are weak!"

"Never underestimate your enemies! Don't forget, they still have Shen Xuanran! Cain reminded.

Fei Lin rolled his eyes, summoned up great courage and finally decided to pat himself again, "Even if they have Shen Xuanran, Shen Xuanran is not your opponent!" ”

Hearing his words, Cain's expression paused for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "Although I don't need you to show my strength in words, it is always pleasing to be praised and boasted. This is a weakness in human nature that I should abandon. ”

Cain's previous sentence made Filmin think that he had made the right bet, and briefly won the favor of his master, but the latter sentence made him unhappy.

"The ancestors are gods, and of course there should be no human weaknesses." Film's response was almost subconscious.

"Uh-huh!" Cain's thoughts wandered a little, and after a blank answer, he said, "What happened to the rebellion against the heads of the world?" ”

"Except for a few countries that have performed intriguingly, the others have said no to firmness!"

"How many countries are there that have behaved intriguingly?" Cain asked after taking a sip of blood from the goblet.

"Japan, the Philippines, Indonesia, and a few more I don't remember all, if you want information I can ask Victor to send it."

"No need, anyway, I don't know how strong their country is, but judging by the name, I know that they are dispensable." As he spoke, Cain drank the blood from the cup, "Earlier when you showed me around your study, I saw a girl, what was her name?" ”

Hearing Cain ask about Lin Xiaoman, Feilin's heart suddenly tangled together. Although Lin Xiaoman is only a substitute for Nicole, she is also his forbidden body. No man would willingly send his woman to bed with another man, even if that man was his immediate boss, and Filin was no exception. But can he be angry? Can he say no? The answer is yes, he can't be angry and he can't say no. Because he didn't dare!

"Her name is Lin Xiaoman......" Fei Lin's voice became soft from the humiliation, "If the ancestor likes me, I will immediately ask her to prepare to go to your room." ”

With a soft sound from Filin, the empty cup in Cain's hand flew directly into his face. The cup shattered, and with the crisp cracking sound of the cup, Filmin knelt down.

"What's going on in your head?" Cain asked angrily. "You think I have a crush on your woman?"

"Ancestral ......"

"If you don't want to die, go and let her bring that instrument to play for me!"

"Yes, yes!"

Filmin crawled out of the conference room.