"Sherlock......" opened his eyes from above the dark castle hall.

They scanned the hall, eventually focusing on the extinguished oil lamp that had shattered on the floor.

"Its lamp is extinguished......"

"What's wrong?!" Someone asked.

Sherlock...... Didn't you go after the escaped Egyptian cat goddess? "A tattered puppet appeared on a chair in the hall.

The puppet looks like a puppet performed in a circus more than 100 years ago.

It's just that it's too broken.

Both eye sockets were collapsed by some force, so that the entire head was covered with cobweb-like fine lines.

It looks like it could shatter at any moment.

The puppet's mouth, one by one, made a piercing sound: "Isn't the power of that cat exhausted?" ”

"We also cut off the Egyptians' sacrifice to Him ......"

"Where else can he have any power?!"

All the gods who have awakened from their slumber after the revival of the aura have so far only awakened a little consciousness.

Most of the time it is only possible to respond to some basic demands, and it is only after a grand state sacrifice that it is possible to make a move, but each time it is followed by a long period of weakness.

This gives hope to many careerists.

The Temple Society is one of them.

Capture a god and devour everything about him.

Stepping on His corpse and ascending to the supreme throne.

The Temple Society was not the first to have this idea, nor was it the last.

So, after carefully choosing, they chose the Egyptian awakened cat goddess Best.

They patiently provoked Egypt's neighbors and quarreled with them.

It is provoking infighting among its domestic forces.

forced the cat goddess to have to take action.

After confirming that his divine power had been exhausted, they took advantage of the fact that the Egyptians did not have time to hold a new grand festival to restore the divine power of the goddess, and successfully snatched the image of the cat goddess and other statues on which their consciousness was entrusted.

Originally, things got to this point, and it was half the battle.

Next, they just need to wait patiently for the cat goddess to drain all her energy and return to eternal sleep.

You can perform a terrible ritual and use an evil method to strip this goddess of everything.

It's a pity that I think it's beautiful.

But a god is a god after all.

Just when they thought they had succeeded, the cat goddess and other statues exploded.

The consciousness placed in it took the opportunity to escape from their imprisonment and bondage.

Then he disappeared.

At the time, though, they weren't worried.

Because, despite the consciousness of the cat goddess, she used an unknown secret technique and successfully escaped.

But......

Without sacrifices, without the channel of contact with believers, most of his own power and consciousness are still in eternal sleep.

I can't afford to make any waves.

As long as they are found, it is impossible to escape.

As a result, Sherlock, the werewolf lord who is the best at tracking in the Templar Society, took the initiative to take on this task.

Now, however, Sherlock's lifelight has suddenly gone out.

This means that he died.

Who killed him?

The cat?

How can it be!

Could it be ......

The puppet's eyes showed a cautious look.

At this moment, a figure or monster appeared from a chair one after another.

Everyone, looking at the shattered oil lamp that had fallen to the ground, fell into deep thought.

At this moment, several crows, quacking, circled above the hall.

Everyone looked up at the crows.

And as the crows circled faster and faster, the countless cobwebs above the hall lit up one by one.

Eventually, the light of these cobwebs intertwines and reflects a scene.

It was a valley deep in the mountains and dense forests somewhere.

Towering trees, one by one, rise from the ground.

Wooden houses stand beside these big trees.

"It's Wolfsburg!" The broken puppet whispered.

The picture soon zoomed in.

Everyone saw the scene that appeared in the picture.

A giant wolf the size of a calf tore and bit together.

They were frantically gnawing at each other's flesh in the woods.

Their tremendous power knocked down towering trees one by one.

The whole valley is a werewolf camp that was once quiet.

Now it has turned into a bloody slaughterhouse of cannibalism, cannibalism.

Even these twelve monsters think they have seen a lot.

They were still moved, shocked, frightened and frightened by the shocking scene they saw.

"It's a curse!" A woman's voice said, "I'm sure it's the man who killed Sherlock, with his corpse, performed some evil and terrible forbidden ritual and called out a powerful Duke of Hell, at some cost, a curse formed!" ”

"Derived from blood!"

"The caster, his attainments at the soul level and bloodline are much higher than mine!" She said. 、

So all the monsters turned their heads to look at her.

Countless pairs of eyes reflect her appearance.

A young woman wearing a veil dressed in a traditional sari with a poisonous body.

One of the thirteen earls of the Templars, cursed Count Delis.

One of the most prominent soothsayers of the gypsies.

He is also a master of the School of Curses!

"Ma'am......" The broken puppet squeaked and turned its head, looked at her, and asked, "Can you deduce who performed the spell?" ”

Delis shook her head slightly: "This kind of bloodborne curse, I have never heard of it......"

Her eyes looked at the reflected image, "But I speculate that this is a bloodborne curse against Sherlock's bloodline offspring......"

"Judging by the current situation of the werewolves in Wolf Castle...... It should have at least one of the two characteristics of depriving the intellect and destroying the intellect, or both......"

"It is unknown if the curse will go up to Sherlock's parents......"

"If it's true, then there's a good show......"

Speaking of which, Delis's pretty face has a rosy sheen, making her look even more delicate.

Sherlock, the werewolf lord of the Templar Society, is the leader of one of the three major werewolf clans in Qin Lu.

And it is the supreme leader of the werewolf society, the direct ancestor of all the werewolves now - the son of Duke William.

"We may soon be able to see a wonderful game between Duke William and a master of the Cursed Realm!"

Duke William is more than just the leader of the werewolves.

He is also one of the seven giants of the Qin Lu Dark World.

Even if he is the leader of the Templar Society, he is a terrible person!

"Ma'am!" The puppet stood up, looked at Delis, and suddenly asked, "Can you tell us where Sherlock died?" ”

"Who killed it?"

"No problem!" Delis stood up and saluted very ladylike with her skirt: "I'll prepare for the ceremony right away!" ”

She was also curious about who would dare to kill one of the thirteen earls of the Templars, the son of Duke William, the leader of the werewolves.

This is the second of the seven giants of Qin Lu's dark world at the same time!

It's really bold!