"Catherine Agnes, two hundred and seventy years old, female, capable of mind, controlling desires, and drawing life......

Kassandra, fifty-three years old, female, capable of manipulating animals and plants, expert in hand-to-hand combat, master of herbology, affiliated with the Celtic Druids......

Bane, age thirty-five, male, ability, soul possession, curse, totem......

Morat, one hundred and forty years old, male, capable of superpowers, speed, and regeneration, was ...... by the leopard people exiled by the voodoo religion in Africa."

Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar names in the notes one after another, Zhang Cheng felt that he had finally begun to unveil this mysterious world.

In particular, those species and sects that should only exist in myths and legends are fully displayed in front of his eyes at this moment, and each sect has its own history, knowledge system and heritage, like a huge treasure waiting for him to seize and study.

Just as he was reading the information Miles had gathered, the car, which was moving at a constant speed, suddenly stopped.

Francis, who was in charge of driving, opened the door and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, sir, although I don't want to interrupt you, but you're home." And I have to go back to help the owner deal with the inheritance distribution and funeral, the time is really a bit tight, please forgive me. ”

"It's okay, go ahead with your business, I understand. Zhang Cheng nodded very reasonably, and stood up from the back seat.

"Thank you very much!" Francis saluted meticulously before returning to the cab and starting the car back the way it came.

Seeing the gray-haired old man disappear around the corner, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile and sighed: "I finally understand now why all the nouveau riche are eager to hire a real aristocratic butler. Loyal, dutiful, and impeccable manners, it is an absolute pleasure to have such a person to help with daily chores. ”

But he also knew that he would never be able to get Francis's allegiance, even after Congressman Miles died.

Closing the thick notebook in his hand, he slowly walked across the lawn in the afterglow of the setting sun, towards the entrance to the living room.

But before he could take a few steps, Polman burst out of the garage and shouted impatiently, "Your Excellency!

As he spoke, he handed over a stack of papers covered in graffiti.

Zhang Cheng took it and glanced at it twice, and his face suddenly became ugly: "Damn! I was careless! That guy actually hypnotized Tracy under my nose!"

These pieces of paper are not drawn on anything else, but all kinds of misfortunes and pains that girls have suffered since childhood.

By stimulating these hidden sufferings in the depths of consciousness, demon worshippers can make people desperate and extreme, leading to crazy actions and even suicide to end their lives.

He absolutely couldn't tolerate just a small fish, so he ate the "bait" he had carefully prepared, so he inadvertently released a naked killing intent.

You must know that he personally planned the death of tens of thousands of lives in the world of a song of ice and fire, and the malice that seemed to be like a substance was like the north wind of the cold winter moon, which suddenly caused the surrounding temperature to drop to freezing.

Birds and small animals, which have always been very sensitive, seemed to have discovered natural predators and immediately fled desperately into the distance, while Polman, who was standing next to him, felt the hairs on his whole body stand on end, and he couldn't help but start shivering.

Although he was well-informed in the underground world, he had never experienced this level of momentum, as if he could be crushed and killed immediately if he moved a little.

Resisting the fear in his heart, the lawyer mustered up the courage to suggest: "Sir, I don't think this is the time to get angry, and you had better go to the restaurant where Tracy works, and ask her colleagues to see where Richard Phil will take her." Perhaps we will have time to stop the sacrificial ritual. ”

"Here, here's the car key, you come to drive. Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and threw the car keys in his pocket.

According to the original plan, he planned to prepare the relevant experimental tools first, and then come to capture this daring demon worshipper.

But what I never expected was that the other party still dared to take the risk to kidnap Tracy after seeing the power he had.

No nonsense!

Polman chose the fastest sports car, completely ignoring traffic rules and speed limits, and swept the road at breakneck speed, even when the siren sounded behind him.

Because he understands that the policemen behind him may be a little troublesome to settle down, but compared to the murderous and wanton masters around him, the degree of danger is not at the same level at all.

Meanwhile, far away in a warehouse on the docks of New York Harbor, Richard Phil is sitting in a chair, sipping red wine while admiring the hollow-eyed Tracy.

After a long while, he reached out and gently stroked the girl's cheek, and exclaimed in a low voice: "What a wonderful and pure soul! No wonder it is coveted by powerful demons! Beloved, today you will be a sacrifice, giving your life and even your soul for my strength and eternal life......"

The words just fell!

A man in a red cloak burst in and shouted in panic: "Run, run, we're under attack!"

"What? what's going on?" said Richard, who would dare to attack us!" Richard jerked himself up from his chair.

"Yes...... It's a woman! a beautiful woman! Eke just kisses her! The whole person becomes a...... Dry corpse!" replied the intruder incoherently.

But before he could explain the ins and outs of the matter, a dark shadow immediately chased after him, hugged the unlucky man from behind, and kissed him on the lips.

Next Second......

His body began to age, wither, and finally became mummy-like!

When the corpse had completely lost its moisture, the shadow raised his head and let out a moan that was enough to make the man's blood gush: "Ahhh Forget it, I'm so hungry right now, let's fill my stomach first. ”

With the crisp sound of her heels stomping on the ground, she finally broke out of the shadows and revealed herself for what she was.

With long blond hair like the sun, a figure of almost perfect proportions, and a face that is so beautiful that people can't breathe, she is like Helen who caused the Trojan War in ancient Greek mythology, and her every move touches the nerves of men.

Even a guy like Richard, who dedicates his body and mind to demons, can't help but speed up his breathing, and there seems to be a voice in his heart urging - "Conquer her!

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