What other than the Knights Templar itself, in the United States of America, was of the greatest interest to Abraham Lincoln, the leader of the emerging Republican Party?

Then only the Assassin Brotherhood can be the only candidate for that organization!

From the end of the mythical years of the ancient great beings who came to the world to preach, to the theocratic era of transcendent and divisive conquest, and then to the modern Western Yuan era when mortal power began to show its edge.

This is measured in 10,000 years, in the endless time.

The Assassin Brotherhood and the Knights Templar are like a pair of light and dark twins, fighting each other with an obsession that outsiders simply cannot understand, fighting each other for the "Garden of Eden" used to confront the true immortals in the legendary ancient mythical force "First Civilization"!

"Damn it!"

"Didn't we release the news of the No. 3 Golden Apple, which had been kept in the White Room in Washington after the capture of Lincoln?"

When the final plan was on the verge of success, it suddenly encountered the intervention of an unexpected extraordinary force, which made the ghoul Count Jefferson's face completely gloomy.

The "No. 3 Golden Apple" in his mouth is a "Garden of Eden Hallows" secretly controlled by the government of the United States of America, which has the powerful effect of creating illusions and controlling the mind.

It's a pity that with the advent of the end of the Dharma era, the effect of the originally powerful "No. 3 Golden Apple" has been weakened, and now it has been weakened to the point that it can only be effective for mortals.

When these high-ranking dark seeds used a conspiracy to arrest President Lincoln, they took the opportunity to leak out the information about this tasteless and discarded "holy weapon".

It stands to reason that the current Assassin Brotherhood should have been attracted by this "holy weapon" a long time ago, and fought to the death with organizations such as the Templar Order who wanted to obtain the "holy weapon"!

However, there is no more time left for these high-ranking dark people to fill in the gaps.

The core of the manor they were in was a small square of black marble tiles, the innermost of which was a foot-tall four-cornered evil circle, and the small square was surrounded by a wall of demonized oak.

Densely intricate, distorted dark magic symbols, derived from the enclosed walls of demonic oak, to the center of the evil spell alchemy array, these walls are almost impregnable under the power of the four corners of the evil circle when it runs at full power.

Therefore, the only breakthrough is the gate that has been set aside in advance in the square.

I only heard "Boom! "A bang!

These evil high-ranking dark seeds, as well as the dozen or so dark minions left inside the square, all turned around in unison and looked at the gate of the core square of the illusory dimension manor where they were.

Nearly 40 centimeters thick, the oak gate, covered with hard, isolating runes, was far more powerful than the outer armor of any large sail battleship in the world, strengthened by its extraordinary strength.

But still after that roar, the twists and turns of fine lines opened.

"Use the reinforcement rune strip to block the gate!"

In the face of such a powerful attack, the Werewolf Lord Washington immediately took the opportunity to order the surrounding dark minions to use the last resort.

Now the situation, let the other three high-ranking dark seeds, you look at me, I look at you, they all found a trace of tension in each other's eyes, they never imagined that the plan of nine out of ten would become like this.

"Make up your mind! Everybody! ”

"We don't have much of a choice!"

The heavy words of the alchemist Roosevelt rang in the ears of all the high-ranking dark seeds.

As he spoke, "Boom! Another loud bang rang out over the oak doors of the dark square.

The huge force once again attacked the thick wooden door, and while the cracks on it were magnified, the accompanying impact force pushed the dark servants who were strengthening and reinforcing the wooden door to the ground.

"But the Satanic Throne is a hellish artifact, and it comes with a small fragment of the hellish dimension attached to it."

"If we don't use the inferior philosopher's stone, but use the flame of hope nurtured by the "cherry tree", we will first purify the ······ of the hell above."

Before the ghoul Count Jefferson could finish his words, he was interrupted by the hoarse voice of Franklin, the lich behind him.

"Jefferson, do we have a choice?"

"We may be able to deal with these enemies in front of us, but they definitely have the ability to destroy the circle behind us before we can kill them."

At this time, the werewolf lord Washington also interjected with a gloomy face.

"Even if we are corrupted by the breath of the hell dimension and become the servants of the original owner of the holy weapon, we are at least still alive!"

"The Demon Tide is not far from being completely dried up!"

He took out a simple bronze hand axe in his hand at some point, and if the learned orthodox Oriental monks could see this artifact, they could even easily detect that it was engraved with the ornaments of the mythological era of the ancient Oriental Yin Shang dynasty.

"Once these people are used, our plans are ruined."

"What's the use of killing them to vent their anger?"

As early as five years ago, when Hong Tiangui came into the world, this star, which was five times larger than the earth of the Celestial Empire plane, had already entered the extraordinary environment of the "Micro Demon", and it had been too long since the "High Demon" extraordinary environment formed when the Universe Yuan Qi Spiritual Tide had just passed by.

The current situation is like a lake that has been dried by the scorching sun, and only the last bit of water vapor is left at the bottom of the lake, and some fish and shrimp are still hanging on their lives.

Those half-blooded, half-werewolf and other descendants of the dark species, without the "water" of extraordinary power, the big deal is that they will not be supernatural and directly transform into human beings, so they still have a few decades to live.

But in the evaluation of these main gods of the Great Light Sphere, the pure dark species with a transcendent evaluation of the first order or more do not have this opportunity to "be human again", once the last water vapor at the bottom of the lake evaporates with the passage of time.

Then these "fish and shrimp" have no choice but to die!

"Poof!"

After the werewolf lord Washington finished speaking, he strode directly to the evil quadrangular magic circle platform, slashed his wrist with the blade of the bronze axe, and let the bright red with a trace of silver blood flow into the groove under the stage.

Seeing Washington's actions, Jefferson subconsciously turned into the ugly ghoul blood real body, and raised his paw in an attempt to stop the werewolf.

But it reacted quickly.

"yes!"

Stopped, and Jefferson said viciously in an unwilling and resentful voice.

"Damn the Indians, damn the assassins!"

Not only it, but the other high-ranking dark species were all unwilling at the moment, silently looking at the blood of the transcendent species flowing from the werewolf lord's wrist.

This is the last step in the initiation of the evil plan in advance, the "Ritual of Summoning Hell", which is a unique method.

With the movements of the Werewolf Great Lord, a warm and bright golden flame that seemed to be about to be extinguished, the size of a baby's fist, appeared in the sky above those sand-like inferior philosopher's stones in the four-cornered circle.

That is the flame of hope that was snatched from the "cherry tree" of the Yin totem by Washington with a conspiracy!

Then, one by one, the inferior Sage's Stones disappeared beneath the Flame of Hope, merging into the Flame of Hope in an ominous and strange way, forcibly changing the essence of this miracle flame into a dark and dark fire of despair!

In the sky, endless resentful souls directly merged into this demonic fire through the thick dark tornado, like moths to a fire.

It was like a salary, making this desperate demon fire burn more and more, and emitted bursts of powerful and hidden negative energy fluctuations into the void!

The dark square at the heart of the illusory manor, at this moment, everything became translucent.

A phantom as large as a small mountain, in the shape of the Throne of Obaro, emerged from the void and merged with the dark plaza step by step······