Las Vegas, located in the United States, is the largest city in Nevada.

It is also one of the four major gambling cities in the world.

After landing, when Su Zhao and the others got off the plane, they were greeted by a high temperature and heat wave.

A platoon drove directly to the side of the plane, and Su Zhao and Su Halva got into the car under the leadership of Carter.

There were only three cars, with Su Zhao, Su Crisp and Carter and others sitting in the front, and the two cars in the back were the elite backbone members of the Thirteen Clans of the Blood Clan.

Others, however, are separated.

Broken into pieces, it's easier to hit the dark race by surprise.

……

To Su Zhao and Su Halva, to their surprise, the driver actually drove the car into a manor.

The estate is clean and tidy, and the various gardens are beautifully tailored, clearly by everyone.

Carter told Su Zhao that the owner of the manor was the Giovanni of the Blood Clan.

The headquarters of the Giovanni nation is in Las Vegas, a city where even the air is extremely hot.

After getting out of the car, they arranged a room for Su Zhao and them to rest.

The people sitting in the two cars in the back were wearing spacious and fat costumes to hide their faces.

It seems to be very much in line with the image of the members of the blood clan.

Carter told Su Zhao that because the princes of the thirteen clans of the blood clan were all wiped out, in order to avoid being detected by the forces of the Dark Race Conference, someone had to pretend to be.

This estate of the Giovanni family is no secret.

The rest of the Bloodline were arranged to live elsewhere, and that was the real secret place.

And the people who entered the Giovanni family estate to rest were used to confuse and deceive the Dark Race Council.

Let those guys know that the princes of the thirteen clans of the blood clan have arrived.

Su Zhao had to admit that Carter was indeed careful, and after getting out of the car, he noticed that there happened to be thirteen figures in the car behind.

Isn't this the prince of the thirteen clans of the Blood Clan?

Seeing them talking to each other, laughing from time to time and walking into the manor, it was like a familiar relationship and an excellent relationship.

After entering the villa of the manor, the smile on the faces of the thirteen figures disappeared, and they stood quietly in the villa hall.

After Carter's rectification, the survivors of the thirteen clans of the blood clan have all submitted to him.

This time, I came to Las Vegas to participate in the Dark Race Conference, and I brought with me all the backbone members of the thirteen clans of the Blood Clan.

When the Bloodlines gradually gained a foothold in the Western world, there were no more large-scale wars.

The members of the Bloodline are still bloodthirsty, but they have gradually forgotten what it was like to fight to the death.

For the members of the Bloodline, peaceful times were like lukewarm water, and they became frogs.

The temperature of the water slowly rises, and before you know it, the blood clan is going to perish.

Carter deeply understands this truth, there will be no thirteen clans in the future, only a complete blood clan.

And Carter is the patriarch of the Blood Clan.

The first battle is against the dark race.

Only by fighting can the blood clan grow at the fastest speed.

……

Bright rays of the sun fell on the Holy See as if it were God's will, and entered the temple through the golden roof, just over the statue of God.

"It is better to obey than to sacrifice, and obedience is better than the fat of a ram."

Blessed are those whom God chastifies! Therefore do not despise the discipline of the Almighty. ”

"I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the end of the day he will stand on the earth."

"But he knows my ways, and after he has tried me, I will be as pure gold."

A middle-aged man dressed in neat white stood in front of the idol of God, chanting softly.

The whole temple was filled with a warm wind.

He is the head of the Holy See, Koreshamu, the spokesman of God who is worshiped by hundreds of millions of people.

As long as there is the Sect Master Koreshamu, this world will have God's mercy and protection.

Smack!

The only thing that was quiet was the Sanctuary where the Koreshamu Master was singing, and a soft footstep sounded.

The footsteps were not heavy, but when they sounded in the temple, they were particularly abrupt.

"Do not walk in the counsel of the wicked, stand in the way of sinners, and sit in the seat of mockery......

The voice of the sect leader of the Coresa Mu stopped abruptly, and he slowly turned around, the spokesman of the god wearing the holy crown on his head, exuding an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

At the entrance of the temple, a slender figure smiled.

"Who are you?" Sect Master Koresammu asked.

This slender figure has clear eyes.

When they looked at each other, the head of the Koresammu sect unconsciously had a teaching about the Bible.

"Light."

The man's gaze lifted slightly, and he walked around the sect leader of Koresammu and landed on the idol of God.

Is this the God of the earth?

Sect Master Koresammu spoke English, and Light could still understand it, and he had learned such simple human language in just one day.

The pronunciation of the words can be no different from the native Westerners.

"Light?" A hint of anger appeared on the face of the Koreshamu Sect Master.

The light should be God.

God said, "Let there be light in this world, and there will be light in this world."

God is then the light of the world.

This man dares to claim to be the light, which is rebellious and absurd.

Smack!

The light walked forward, lifted his feet, and when he fell again, he was standing in front of the Koresammu Sect Master.

"You ......" Sect Master Koreshamu was shocked, he didn't detect any psionic fluctuations from this figure.

If it's just an ordinary person, why can it be so mysterious?

Without waiting for the Koresa Wood Sect Master to make any moves, the light raised his hand and pointed directly at his eyebrows.

Airplanes!

Between the bright fingers, a milky white pure divine light is emanated.

This divine light poured into the mind of the sect leader of the Coreshami Sect in a steady stream.

"Light is my incarnation."

"God, it's just a part of my Shinto."

"Be my people, live forever and ever, and be godly with one another."

The bright face still had a gentle smile.

A wind blew from outside the temple, and the image of God turned into countless powders and went away with the wind.

The divine power vibrates in the idol of God, and before it can be exerted, it is already worn out by the light.

"It's just a low god."

A contemptuous smile appeared on the bright face.

His fingers left Koreshamu's brow.

Thump!

"I am your most devout people, eternal and eternal, devout and servant."

The Koreshammu Sect Master knelt down, his forehead slamming to the ground.

The statue of God behind him, the last wisps of powder died in the sun-drenched wind.

"Please tell the gods of light your will." The Koreshami Master's tone was extremely respectful, as if he had been chanting the Bible before.

"The despicable dark race will gather in Las Vegas for a dark meeting."

"Where light is shrouded, darkness should have no place for it."

Bright said softly.