Bream looked at Al with contemptuous eyes: "You think the 'vampire hunters' are as fragile as you see, I have seen too many battles between clansmen and hunters for thousands of years, and it is not as easy as you think to completely destroy them."

My child, you still need more time to polish, this seat will eventually belong to you, but not now, I will not sign your plan, now you just admit your mistake I will not pursue your rude behavior. ”

Bram was giving Al a final warning, he still had hope of redemption, but he was wrong, because he had been fully prepared from the moment Al spoke.

"Accountability? You're still confident! Al lowered his head and sneered and then put his hand on his chest: "My blood tells me, I will not have the eternal vitality to fight against time like you, do you know the reason why human society can develop at a high speed?" That's because everyone has a finite life.

Therefore, they will do their best to do what they want in their short lives, and everyone thinks like this, so human civilization will continue to advance and develop. In fact, the eternal blood of vampires is just a curse, and the creator wants you to live forever, because you have infinite life, so you are waiting for everything, and you will always live in a cursed 'stagnant time'. ”

Al suddenly raised his head, and the red glow in his eyes suddenly swallowed up the blue in his eyes, turning into a pair of red eyes like Bream's, and those eyes burst out with a red color that seemed to burn people's hearts because of desire. At this time, the godfather of Bram pursed the corners of his mouth even more contemptuously and touched the silver thread of his sideburns:

"You guys? Scold! It seems that there is still too much human blood in your heart, and you have never put yourself 'here'! "But I'm glad I didn't misunderstand you, you're very smart, but our clan isn't as weak as you say, I'm using your abilities to weaken the vampire hunters, and when you die like those fragile humans, I'll clear the way and lead the clan out of the darkness."

"Yes, the vampire family will one day come out of the darkness, but not under your leadership." As he spoke, Al pulled out a silencer-mounted pistol from his suit, with the word "Shirley" engraved on the body. The Bream Godfather sat in a dignified position facing the muzzle of Al's gun.

"Is it a relic of your human mother? I know that you have been in a cage with the beast of ambition in your heart, but I didn't expect you to release him so early, and I was actually pointed at the head with the muzzle of my own 'heir of blood' today. ”

The "Black Godfather" actually laughed at this time. There was irony and arrogance in the laughter. Allen snorted, "I am not your 'heir', just like your 'knight'. It's just a 'pawn' in your plan. Braim was still calm and said, "Oh! It seems that your ambition has not yet swelled to the point of losing judgment of your own abilities, and now that you know why you are turning this useless gun at me? You should know that the weapons of the vampire hunters are useless to me, and the skills you learn are all taught to you by me. ”

Al raised the corners of his mouth confidently: "You are wrong again, your mistake is that you should not put a dangerous chess piece full of ambition next to you." Another mistake of yours is that you underestimated my abilities. As he spoke, a faint blue flame suddenly flashed from his gripping hand and poured into the body of the gun like electricity.

The pistol suddenly glowed blue. The blue light passes through the body of the gun. The internal structure of this gun is instantly transparent. I saw a bullet lying quietly in the chamber of the gun, the bullet was filled with red flowing liquid, stimulated by the blue flame, and the red liquid rolled uneasily like boiling water.

The "Black Godfather" changed his face suddenly at this time. The hand placed in front of the table subconsciously trembled slightly. For the first time, Al saw the "Black Godfather" look so flustered, and his face couldn't help but show a smug expression of victory: "What is contained in this bullet is the 'answer' you have been looking for, the blood of the 'Creator' in it, I think the only thing in this world that can kill you should be this." ”

At this time, the "Black Godfather" slowly stretched out his hand to Al, and his kingly edge instantly disintegrated, and the horror in his eyes was like that of an old man who was about to face death: "You... You....how... How to get the blood of the ....... Creator......"

Al: "Thank you! I can do what you can do, and I can do what you can't. Al said as he narrowed his eyes and smiled and pulled the trigger, "I want to thank you... Father...""The Black Godfather" Braim's lips twitched, "No..."

The energy of the 'bullet' that was ready to be fired was released in an instant, and the invincible 'Black Godfather' watched as the red bullet wrapped in blue flames shot lightly into his heart before he could shout!

The muzzle silencer emitted a faint smell of gunpowder," the "Black Godfather" sitting in the high-backed chair lowered his head as if in contemplation, and only a small amount of red blood flowed from the place of his heart.

Al's eyes turned clear blue, he calmly put away his pistol, took off the dark crystal crown on his chest and put it in his pocket, and reached out to remove the six-colored crystal crown from the 'black godfather'.

"Huh! The Creator only took pity on you and only gave you the color of human blood, but a 'human' will always be a 'human', and a 'monster' will always be a 'monster'. With that, he held the brooch of the "Black Godfather" tightly in the palm of his hand, turned around, and walked out of the office with calm steps.

At this time, Mordred was waiting at the door with a black cloak on his arm, and when he saw Al coming out, Mordred bowed, and Al handed Mordred the bloodstained white gloves and the six-colored crystal crown that symbolized the identity of the 'godfather' to Mordred, and Mordred took it and whispered to Al: "Young Master, our people are ready." ”

Al: "How is the White Godfather now?" Mordred: "I'm now preparing for the birthday party of 'Princess Isabella' at night at the beach house. Al: "Is the whole family there?" Mordred: "Yes, young master, everything is under the control of our people. As he spoke, he wiped the blood from the crown brooch with a white handkerchief and carefully placed it on Al's left chest, then draped the cloak over his body.

Al glanced at his watch at this time: "Well, if we hurry up, we might be able to participate in the 'Isabella' pie!" Let's go, Mordred. ”

After saying that, he strode towards the end of the corridor, the hem of the cloak draped on his body fluttered from side to side like a black eagle about to fly, Mordred glanced at the closed office door behind him, and his light gray eyes seemed to reveal a trace of emotional fluctuations, but in an instant, he regained his former calm, only to see him face Al's back and whisper:

"Yes, Your Godfather." (To be continued......)