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After a moment, he turned around, his expression grim.

"Anak was killed by the West Sea team, and although I don't have enough authority to inquire into the detailed cause of death, this is enough."

"Team Xihai, those two breeders' teams?"

"Yes, Reinhardt, Julian, don't blame me for being rude if these two guys dare to kill our people." The white man said.

"Captain, do you want to use that?"

"That's right." The white man took out a pair of chain-like props and said.

"Use, Target West Sea Team."

"Special items-------- War Shackles, can only be obtained from the invincible world of Heroes of Might and Magic, and can be used 1 time to designate a team and enter the next story of that team."

Maybe it's because of Chen Ping's poor level in the field of prophecy, maybe it's because he crossed time and space in the middle, maybe it's because Arnack's death doesn't make any waves in his heart. In short, when the forces arranged by Alucado cleaned the venue, they had already taken a car again and headed for the center of Paris.

Perhaps because of the previous accident, this time their car was replaced by a bulletproof sedan produced by Volvo, and as soon as they sat in this car, a faint smell of blood attracted the attention of several people.

"Blood sacrifice magic, revenant guardian? It's a little rough, but it's a good idea. Voldemort's female toad face had a cruel grin.

"What is blood ritual magic, is it valuable?" Gold Mine asked.

"A branch of the dark arts." Bo Jin said lightly: "To put it simply, it is a ritual to kill living beings, please some powerful beings in other planes, in exchange for their power, as for the guardianship of the soul, it is to bind the soul of the slain living soul to some magical items with magic, and draw its power or drive it against the enemy when needed, as for this car, werewolf?" ”

"You're right, sir." Alucado replied, "These cars are the product of our last battle with the werewolves, when we killed several high-ranking werewolves, using their bones to make propeller shafts, and if attacked, we can use their souls to speed up and counterattack.

"Aren't the bloods and werewolves the same group?" Goldmine muttered in some surprise.

"Who's in the same league as those filthy brutes." Alucado was dissatisfied.

Bo Jin smiled and said: "Although the blood clan and the werewolf are both dark races, they have different origins, the ancestors of the blood clan are Cain and Lilith, who were cursed and fallen because they offended God, and gradually extended to thirteen clans. Werewolves, on the other hand, are a wild race, and legend has it that they are associated with the worship of the barbarians. According to some of the literature I have read, the werewolf tradition comes from the worship of nature spirits, and according to legend, they are the descendants of some barbarians who have received wolf spirits. However, the Bloods are the nobles of the Dark Race, and in addition to their powerful and strange hand-to-hand combat abilities, the Bloods are also capable of mastering some powerful secret arts, and it is said that the blood magic is passed down from the Bloodlines. Werewolves, on the other hand, are a relatively fierce warrior race, they are wild and rough, and they have amazing strength. ”

"Under normal circumstances, the Bloods and Werewolves are in a state of mutual hostility, but if a strong leader appears, the Bloods and Werewolves may also unite under their leadership." Lucius Malfoy Road.

Bokin nodded and didn't continue to say anything, Lucius's words were clearly currying favor with Voldemort, and the powerful leader he was talking about was the former Voldemort. It's a pity that now Nagini, Voldemort's main soul and one of the Horcruxes, has become the current Mr. Borgin, and it is really difficult for Voldemort to restore his former strength.

The Volvo car finally stopped, and after the door was opened by the waiter, the first one sitting in the outermost gold mine jumped down, took a look, and said: "The gold coin is on it, it's the Ritz Hotel, it's really a good place for rich people." ”

"The Ritz Hotel, is it famous?" Mr. Borgin looked at the hotel with interest, and said curiously.

Both Mr. Bo Jin and Chen Ping belong to the type of creatures who are homely, and for those like them, travel is not an integral part of life. The Ritz Paris is such a famous place, but it is very foreign to him.

"Mr. Borgin is coming to the Ritz for the first time." "The Ritz Paris has been open since 1898 and is the oldest Ritz hotel in the world, and one of the most famous and luxurious hotels in the world. The exterior of the hotel was designed by Jules Adouin Mansart, who also designed the famous Palace of Versailles. From the very beginning, Ritz has been synonymous with gastronomy and excellent service. ”

"But what makes Paris Ritz really famous is that it's a gathering place for celebrities." A middle-aged man in a tuxedo greeted him, nodded at Alucardo, and turned to the people.

"Count Pierre, it's a pleasure to see you." Alucado happily introduced.

"Pierre Torredo, the banquet manager at this hotel is at your service." The middle-aged man bowed slightly.

"Toredo? It's a young generation of a blood clan again. After Bo Jin returned the salute, accompanied by the two of them, they walked through the tall and long corridor, the pale green and pale yellow wooden plank walls, and the occasional crystal chandelier with thick cushions and soft sand with thick cushions at the corner, and the nameplate inlaid on the door engraved with "suitenete1" and "suite".

proust”、“suitee1tonJohn”、“suiteVendom”、“suite

indsor", "suitenet", "suiteImperia1", etc., are like a history of celebrity luxury with incomparable depth.

Finally, the crowd stopped in a huge ballroom.

Melodious waltzes echoed through the wide hall, and well-dressed men and women conversed elegantly with wine glasses in their hands.

"Mistra is down there, so many supernatural races." Bo Jin was surprised to think that although these people looked like ordinary people, under his real eyes, they all radiated the light of all kinds of energy.

"Elves, ghosts, gods, gnomes, dwarves, elves, mummies, and orcs and orcs?" Bo Jin knew that there was a masquerade in this world, but the fact that there were so many aliens in this hall besides the blood clan really opened his eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Aspradon, the location of this fair." After greeting everyone, Pierre walked to the front desk.

He looked to be around thirty-five years old, with the elegance and magnificence of nobility in his demeanor, and he was at the prime of a man's age, but most of the people present knew that this Earl of the Blood Clan was an immortal who had lived for more than two hundred years.

"I'm Pierre Torredo, the host of this party. It doesn't matter if some of you have already attended past meetings, some of you are here for the first time. The important thing is that the people who are here are the best people. ”

"Maybe you want to ask why we're doing this gathering, but I want to answer you, because everybody here has something that people who can't come here don't have, it could be wealth, it could be power, it could be connections, it could be something else. In the same way, we all want to get something that we don't have, or something more. Then I say, you've come to the right place. ”

Pierre picked up a glass of Bloody Mary and raised his glass to everyone: "Here, we can communicate with each other and get what we want, as long as you can pay the corresponding price." ”

He looked at the crowd: "As the organizer of the party, on behalf of the secret party, we have also prepared some things, if you are interested, you can pay the corresponding price or exchange it for goods." In addition, if you have any items that you want to sell, you can also contact us. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bright lights in the hall dimmed suddenly, and in the position of the ceiling, the night sky appeared, and a bright moon shone down the silver-white light.

In the vast space, there was a fluctuation that could not be heard by human ears, and Bo Jin knew that it was the Bloods talking in their own way.

At the back of the hall, there were people with a somewhat sluggish expression, each carrying a cage covered with a black cloth, lined up on the platform in front of them.

"Blood Slave"

Bo Jin saw the identity of these people at a glance, in today's magical world, there are very few blood clans who kill people for blood food, and they are more accustomed to using the blood bank of the Guò hospital or raising blood slaves to ensure their food supply.

After the blood slaves had retreated, Pierre raised his voice and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know that we all have a lot of good things, but there is one thing that is the oldest, the oldest. It has brought us great wealth. That's right, I think you've already guessed it, it's ----------- slave. ”

With a wave of his hand, the black cloth on the dozen or so cages was torn off, revealing the contents inside.

"Human!"

In each of these dozen or so cages, there was a living person, there were strong and handsome men, there were beautiful maidens, Caucasians, and blacks.

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