Every time I enter the sanctuary of the dried corpse ancestors, it makes me feel creepy. He is unfathomable, and I am constantly worried that he will expose the truth about my strength and weakness.

Michael handed the book to the ancestor of the dry corpse, and to his approval, he spoke, "There is one book left." ”

I asked, "I wonder what the use of these books is for adults?" "Most of the time he wanted to be resurrected, to get out of his current bleak condition, perhaps he was too old for blood to heal him.

"I wonder what Salotte is looking for."

According to Zhao Luo's speculation, this book of Ergia was originally owned by the ancestor of Salot, but then another notorious murder and usurpation occurred in the history of the blood clan.

The Salotes were the most righteous of the Bloodline, they were prophets, healers, and warriors. They took refuge, healed the sick, and killed demons, and were called angels by the Bloods, which was obviously mocking to the Bloods, but it was difficult to hide the reverence in them.

According to the history books, the Remor – also known as the Zombie Clan – suddenly rose to prominence, and these bloods, with their powerful powers, raided the sanctuary of the Salot's Eternal Rest, and the ancestors of the Remorse sucked the blood of the Salot's ancestors and premeditated the hunt for the remaining survivors of the Sallot.

The ancestors of Salotte were revered among the Bloods, and it stands to reason that the rest of the Bloods would avenge them. However, for the Bloodline, intrigue and schadenfreude are the norm. Moreover, due to the fact that the Salotes are too kind to humans, they are regarded as outliers within the Bloodline. As a result, Remoor's hunt was ignored and even tolerated until the Salotes became the dust of history.

This incident is as famous as the extinction of the Cappadocia and has far-reaching implications. The two bloodlines of Remore and Giovanni also appeared on the stage of the history of the Bloodline, and developed into the two most powerful bloodlines in the Bloodline. Because they are not conformist like the rest of the bloodline, but represent the new generation of the bloodline.

However, in the last days, these old calendars are no longer important. Giovanni has been buried in the ground, and Remorse has become a lackey of the Eno Empire.

I half-jokingly said, "My lord, you can't be the ancestor of Remor. "Because the last time it was Giovanni's ancestors who wanted to find the legacy of Cappadocia, I felt that there was a lot of similarity between the two.

The ancestor of the dry corpse fell silent, and I broke out in a cold sweat, thinking, "Could it be that I guessed right?" He wants to kill me? ”

He finally said, "I may indeed be Remor, and I don't seem to be." I've slept so long that I've forgotten my name. ”

I think he's wise, not the kind of reckless man who kills people indiscriminately, especially since he doesn't know my pounds. I asked, "But you always remember something." ”

The Dry Corpse Ancestor sighed, "I remember that I was indeed a mage, a branch of mages that had long since perished. I am the leader of the council, which has seven members. We... We are looking at eternal life. ”

Helsing had said that mages would normally live longer than mortals, but not much, and that a hundred years would be remarkable at most—immortality did sound tempting.

He continued, "I'm interested in the mutation of human blood, a phenomenon called the Bloodline. We mages are similar to the Bloodline, we are outliers beyond humans, the Bloodline can live forever, but they have been cursed by all kinds. We mages cannot last forever, but we can live like human beings. We are arrogant and think that all mysteries can be studied and eventually revealed. All I need to do is disassemble the blood of the Bloodlines and isolate the part that contributed to immortality from the part that is cursed, and I will be able to achieve the Bloodline's unattainable dream. ”

I said, "Haven't the Bloods thought about this question?" ”

The Ancestor of the Dry Corpse said, "This is where our arrogance lies, we think that the Blood Clan is stubborn and inintelligent, and that their talents are not enough to accomplish this great cause. So, we kidnapped the Smitz bloodline and delved into their blood. One day, I think we have succeeded, and I have received the blood of eternal life.

I summoned the members of the council, led them to the underground chambers, distributed the blood of eternal life, and ordered it to be drunk. But at some point, I saw a shadow in the chamber, a three-eyed man with an extra eye between his forehead. ”

Michael said, "The Salote? ”

"Yes, but the other council members didn't see him, and I think it was just a hallucination when the blood of immortality took effect - this man couldn't be in the Chamber of Secrets, and he couldn't have cracked the traps set up by our mages. If he is, then this immortal blood must have been unmoved. ”

I knew it had to be bad, or he wouldn't be the way he is.

Ancestor of the Dry Corpse: "We woke up from a coma after drinking blood, we gained eternal life, but we lost all the mana that the mage had, we became a blood clan, and we had no roots, and we did not belong to any bloodline. The blood of immortality was secretly destroyed by that Salot, who framed us. ”

I had a vague feeling that he was looking for the blame, that his own prescription had gone wrong, and that he was blaming a Salotte for no reason.

What's the use of talking about that now?

I asked, "So is it really Remorle?" ”

Dry Corpse Ancestor: "Yes, I think so too. At that time, we were in a very dangerous situation, we had lost most of our spells, the nature of our demonic blood was unknown, and we were like newborn babies who landed in this treacherous world. The Bloodlines can't tolerate us, and the mages think we're undead lichs. So, we are hiding, constantly tapping into the potential of the demonic blood, creating our offspring, and eventually, I... Devoured Salot, devoured him whole. We soon prospered, for we had mastered the power of fire, and the things that the Bloods feared, were used by us, and all the Bloods were terrified. We are the Sorcerer Supremes of the Bloodline. ”

Michael asked, "How did the adults sleep in the black coffin?" ”

Remorse replied, "Remember, children, betrayal and blood, the eternal theme of the Blood, is the curse of the Bloodline that the Archangel has not spoken of. I have led my people to strength, but there is no shortage of opponents. One of the lichs, 'Gottrix', who was originally my council's right-hand man, plotted against me and caused me to flee here, my wounds incurable. ”

Michael looked shocked and said, "This person is so powerful? Even adults can't help him? ”

It is indeed surprising that if Remorse really completely devours Salot, his strength must be abnormally strong.

"He has the spell to restrain me, which he prepared a long time ago, and I can't compete with him. ”

I asked, "So, it's not that this person is powerful, but that he's targeting you?" Where is this person now? ”

"He's in the Anno Empire, leading the rebels of the Rui Mor there."

Michael asked, "Does he know you're here?" ”

"I didn't know at first, but he knew that I was looking for the Book of Elgia, so after all these twists and turns, he must have known my whereabouts."

Michael looked at me and said, "Fishbones can kill this man for you." ”

I knew it was a big deal, and I said, "But we have to know where this person is, and this person doesn't necessarily want to kill the adult." ”

Remorse: "Marquis Longinus, I appreciate your visit, and please stay in the black coffin for a few days, I may have something else to discuss with you." ”

I promised to come down and stay at the Archon's Mansion for the time being, with Helsin on the other side, and I was not worried.

By the time I was settled, it was already late at night, and suddenly, an inexplicable sense of urgency filled my chest, and I was dazed, lost, feeling idle, but there seemed to be a lot to do.

I didn't know why, but I meditated for a long time, and suddenly I became connected.

I am a noble person, the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world, although it is late at night, I am still worried about the students' studies and future.

This evening, I visited the dormitories of the students, and I saw that their clothes and utensils were really luxurious and luxurious, rich and comfortable, especially those girls, who were already wearing diamonds, gold, silver jewelry, and even underwear at a young age.

Don't ask me how I know, I just know.

They are the children of rich families, and there is nothing wrong with these, but when they are so fed and clothed, where can they look like half a student? They're here to learn, not to indulge in comparisons and fun. Second, the weeping people are waiting to be fed, but the rich people in the black coffin are so rich, this comparison really hurts me.

I have to put an end to this phenomenon, out of a sense of responsibility for the black coffin, out of the feelings of an educator, out of my concern for the students, I must take action myself, even if I have to reluctantly visit the women's dormitory at night.... Student dormitories are also imperative and unsparing.

I will confiscate those things that lead people to depravity, and students should be poor, but if they are not poor, how can they be pure-hearted?

I had made up my mind, and without hesitation, I put on a black cloth, put on a black coat, and was about to leave, but Michael pushed the door in and said, "Fishbone, there is something I need you to accompany me with." ”

At this moment, I was dressed in black and masked, looking suspicious, and I was about to jump out of the window, and Michael asked, "Do you already know?" ”

I could only vaguely say, "I just.... Hear some wind. ”

Michael said, "Very good, I knew I could rely on you, you don't know the details?" Right? I'll tell you on the way. ”

I asked, "Don't you need an arbiter to follow?" ”

Michael asked rhetorically, "Isn't it enough to have you?" ”

I had to abort the plan, and he led me outside what I called a secret elevator to a certain floor. On the way, I saw him with a serious expression and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Michael said, "Go see a play. ”

"So late? Watching a play? ”

No, in the Black Coffin, this is completely normal, late night is nothing more than a mortal afternoon for the Bloods.

"I got the news and I had to confirm it," Michael said. ”

I immediately thought that maybe the enemy had mixed in, could it be that the Era Empire wanted to destroy the black coffin? Or is it an internal mutineer?

Michael said, "No, I've heard of the most brutal injustice, the mortals of the Black Coffin by the Blood. ”

"But what's new about this? It wasn't a matter of a day or two for the Bloods to treat mortals as cattle and animals. ”

Michael shook his head and said, "Under my rule, such incidents are not allowed. ”