"The thirteen clans of the blood clan are divided into three factions, one is the Hidden Alliance of the Bruch family, one is the Demon Banquet Alliance, and the last one is the neutral clan."

Carter began to tell the group the details: "The headquarters of the Brooke family is in the suburbs of Dunlun. There is a mountain lodge there called Bruch Lodge. The Bruch Lodge is inhabited by Prince Cecil, the head of the Bruch family and one of the thirteen princes of the blood family. Prince Cecil is the ruler of the entire Bruch family and the strongest of the Bruch family! ”

"What is Prince Cecil's specific strength?" Bloodstained Ju poured himself a glass of red wine and asked with a shake.

"I don't know about this, I can count the number of times I've been to Bruch Lodge on one hand. The physique foundation of the members of the Bruch family is the best among the thirteen clans, and they are also the best at fighting. Carter shook his head and said, "The thirteen clans of the blood clan, each clan has a holy weapon, and these holy weapons are called thirteen holy weapons. Each artifact has different but very powerful abilities. ”

"Which of your Bruch family's holy artifacts is it?" Bloodstained Ju was interested, he had long heard of the holy weapons of the thirteen clans of the blood clan.

The underground forces in the Western world are not only bloodborne, but also werewolves, wizards, dark knights, and so on.

A large part of the reason why the Blood Clan was able to establish an immortal dynasty in the Western Dark World came from the fact that each of the Thirteen Sacred Weapons had different abilities but were extremely powerful.

"The corpse hand, according to legend, is the left hand of Cain, the ancestor of the blood family, and has immense power. The holy weapons are generally in the hands of the princes of the thirteen clans, and they have already mastered the holy weapons as if they were their own fingers. With the blessing of the holy weapon, the power of the prince is almost invincible in the Western world. ”

At this point, Carter's young face became worried.

"I've also heard a secret, if you can gather all the thirteen Sacred Weapons of the Thirteen Clans, and be able to summon your ancestor Cain, is this true or false?" Bloodstained Ju asked curiously.

"I don't know." Carter said embarrassedly, he didn't hide it. Instead, there are things about the Thirteen Sacred Weapons, all of which involve the core secrets of the Thirteen Clans, and they are all in the hands of the Prince.

With Carter's status in the Bruch family, he had never even seen the prince of the Bruch family, let alone knew the secrets of the Thirteen Hallows.

"Very well, you go and rest first, you don't have to wait until dawn. Mr. Raphael's visit to God will be known to you, the Bruchs. After a break, we will go to the Bruch family estate and pay a visit. Su Zhao crossed his hands on his upturned legs and said with a smile.

He was also very curious about the ancestor of the blood clan, Cain, and the thirteen holy weapons, and the ancestor of the blood clan, Cain, must also be a god-level figure.

Su Zhao was also very curious about one person, that is, when he was in the capital, the god from the West who fought with him, I don't know which one it was.

At that time, when they were fighting, perhaps because the Western God Deity was not in this world, he would be defeated in front of Su Zhao.

Maybe this time he came to the West in person, and Su Zhao had the opportunity to see everything he could imagine.

……

"Oh God."

On a country road, several men dressed in monks' clothes took out holy water and poured it on the corpse.

They were members of the Holy See, and then they took out the cross and the Bible and read it.

Tonight they sensed an evil spirit coming out of this direction, so they rushed to the first place to exorcise the demon.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he only found a person from the Blood Clan, but he was already dead.

The monks have their own way of finding the devil's breath.

"There was a man in the synagogue who had an unclean spirit. He cried out, "What have we to do with you, God, and wilt thou destroy us?" I know who you are, the Holy One of God......"

Rumble!

As several monks chanted, large flames erupted from the body of the blood clan member.

When the flame burned, it was a bright white and holy color.

Seeing this, the chanting speed of several monks gradually became faster.

"O God our protector, probe and look down, for there are many enemies that harass your servants. Come, I pray thee, a mighty refuge, and bless thy servant abundantly......

The flame turned out to be even stronger, giving people a warm bath like the sun.

"What poor ants!"

Large expanses of blood qi fell from the sky, and the blood flashed out, and several pale-skinned men in tuxedos appeared here.

Their mouths had sharp fangs, and their expressions were full of mockery.

"God, you love righteousness and look down on poverty......"

When they saw these members of the Blood Clan, the monks closed their eyes without the slightest fear. They chanted reverently, prayed devotionally, and prayed to God with devotion.

Poof!

Unfortunately, before they could finish chanting the Bible, a hand went into the heart of the first monk. The hand was slender and pale without blood, and the nails were as black as jade. When that hand reached into the hot and warm ribcage, it grasped the beating heart.

"Since you want to see God, then I will send you to God!"

The Bloodclan member opened his mouth, his eyes turning pure blood-red, and he smiled solemnly, clenching the hot, beating heart tightly, and then shattering it.

Blood splattered down the palm of the Bloodliner's hand, but it made the Bloodline even more violent. He opened his mouth and bit down hard at the monk's neck.

Sharp teeth pierced through the flesh, and warm, sweet blood instantly filled their mouths.

"Your God will not come to save you, but it is better to believe in Satan!" The members of the Bloodclan laughed, and a high-pitched, terrifying voice echoed beneath the firmament.

For a time, the demons danced.

A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the ground was full of corpses.

The corpses were extremely shriveled, and all the blood had been sucked up, leaving only the dry corpses.

Click!

One of the Bloods lifted his foot and stepped on the head of a monk, crushing it to pieces.

The flame had finished burning, and only a faint black trail remained on the ground.

The poor Blood slave had been purified by the power of the Holy Flame, and there was not even a dregs left.

Several Bloods looked at the faint traces on the ground, and no one wanted to get closer.

Because of the smell of holy fire and holy water, every member of the blood clan, or the characters of the dark world, felt disgust from the soul.