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Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

A ruined scene, ghosts singing debauchery

Black rosemary blooms and vines meander and grow

The soul looks and believes in the blood-colored moonlight

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

The long-haired vampire queen pushes open the dusty window

The shadow of the dead branches shone on her face, pure as a maiden

Her wistful voice sings with the spirits of the dead

Beloved, do you remember what I looked like?

Have you been sad on the night of my burial

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

A statue in the distance, with a severed arm hidden aside

It was the rhapsody of the goddess, indicating the direction with her middle finger

Little red flowers bloomed beside her, and it was heaven

There was an abyss in front of it, and a small river was flowing

The blood-like river irrigates the bloodthirsty thirst

It was the Queen's soup plate, with spoiled soup

She would break the neck of the flower and ask it if it was sad

Sad all the time

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

The sun and the moon wax and wane, but I can only see the moon

She has an intoxicating taste, a blood-red richness and a silvery white fragrance

The queen sang in a low voice, and the little flower with a broken neck lay at her feet

They prefer shady and cold places, hiding next to dead trees in the abyss

Every dead night, listen to the sound of blood hidden underground

They love eerie chants like the songs of the dead

Singing about extravagant revenge or despair

Far away love, do you remember what I looked like?

When I looked down at my funeral, why didn't I meet your gaze?

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

The flowers there are the same, all growing quietly

If there is no quiet moonlight, how can it be so shady'

The decaying meadows smell of decay

Beautiful elves roam in secret in the palace

They are also thinking about the grief of who carries the memory

The vine is lush and entangled, hiding the desire for revenge

Wait for that day to come and taste the soup that tastes like blood

Someone I love the most, are you like me?

Waiting for love to come, we are buried together

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

Life grows wantonly, and there is endless sorrow in hope

The flowers bow their heads and sing, singing the idea of immortality

Memories of the place where there is Manju Sawa must be blooming

The back of the distant boy is embedded in the tearful eyes

Love that no one blesses will not perish because of this

Someone chooses to be cowardly, someone decides to be strong

Can the blue melancholy river wash away the past?

The eternal agreement, can anyone stick to it?

Weak excuses and casual perfunctory kills a beautiful flower

The beauty withered in waiting, turned into wounds, hated into bloody longing

I'm going to find him, whether he's changed or not

I'll remember his eyes, they used to be so clear

I will remember his oath, which used to be so loud

I will remember his betrayal, the haste in which I was gone

He had departed with my gentle, cold palm

He will be happy because he is not in my way

I'm back where I belong

Because of love, I gave up on myself and wandered alone in the shadows again

Poor queen and her flowers.

In the end, he chose to drink the blood-like soup alone

Wherever you go, dear one

Please inadvertently think of your once beautiful bride

The moment love turns into the grave, it already means death

All the sorrows are the self-sentimentality of the living...... ”

"It's a nursery rhyme ???" Li Bin asked.

Nam Jun-hee nodded and said, "This is a nursery rhyme I heard in that battle, I remember...... It seems to have something to do with organometallics. ”

"Organometallic metals can load and store consciousness or fragments, and what you hear may be the sounds of consciousness stored in organometallics." Ling said.

"Organometallic is a great carrier of information and data, and it is precisely because of this that it is very suitable for building bodies and upgrading gods." Luo Chen said.

"That'...... Can organometallic metals that have stored consciousness still taste the materials used to make the body??? Li Bin asked.

"Of course, as long as your dark plane editing ability is stronger than the consciousness within the organometall, you can delete it, so that the organometallic metal will be like new." Ling said.

"I see." Li Bin nodded.

"But the problem is, we should still go to the US imperialist side for adventure." Scholar Judge said.

"Nope." Ye Lengxin shook his head.

"That nursery rhyme I just talked about, the organometallic metal I saw, is stored in one of the Bloodline's strongholds." Nam Joon-hee said.

"Ling ???" Luo Chen asked suspiciously.

"Wait a minute, I'll see." Ling lost her voice, and after two or three seconds, her voice rang out again.

"Found it, there is a different space that exists above the main space in the dome cold mountain, there are small organometallic energy fluctuations in it, it is really well hidden, I guess in addition to the ability of this primary anti-scanning detection stored in the alien space, there is also a certain degree of suppression of organometallic ...... Or a shield for most of the energy fluctuations, or I should be able to spot it on my first basic scan, even if it's in another dimension. Ling said.

"I see." The scholar judge nodded.

"Dome Cold Mountain...... Ye Lengxin narrowed his eyes and said, "It's just right, I'm going to pick up something from Dome Cold Mountain." ”

"You mean......" Nam Joon-hee instantly understood.

"Yes, the aura fluctuations I have felt in the breakthrough of the fifth and sixth levels, including me, can accurately sense its summoning until now." Ye Leng said in a cold heart.

"Able to summon the breath of His Highness...... Isn't it something about natural snow that is naturally generated??? Luo Chen said.

"It will take at least 100,000 years of brewing to grow to the point of summoning gods without any external force, especially Your Highness, this condensation time should be longer." Ling said.

"Isn't it possible that something left over from the snow of nature in the previous generation??? Nam Jun Hee asked suspiciously.

"Strange, I know all the weapons of His Highness, except for the Xuanbing Sword, there seems to be nothing that can summon His Highness in terms of breath, after all, the breath of natural snow can only be shared by natural snow." Luo Chen said.

"Not necessarily." Ling denied it.

"Why, what did I say wrong??? Luo Chen asked suspiciously.

"No, you're right, it's just that we may not have seen all of His Highness's weapons, such as ......" Ling wanted to say and stopped.

"What you're talking about......" Luo Chen understood, and the two played a dumb riddle on the spot, tacitly.

"What are you talking about......" Nan Junxi asked, she signed a psychic contract with Ye Lengxin, which did not mean that she could read the mind of the chief and deputy captains of the twenty-four guards in front of her, especially since the strength of the other party was still higher than him, and it was useless to read eighty percent of the mind.

"Maybe there is something that can be figured out with His Highness's breath, but if it is, it has nothing to do with natural formation." Luo Chen said.

"Speak quickly, speak quickly." Li Bin hurriedly urged.

Ling glanced at Ye Lengxin, who was sitting on the throne, and said: "Someone once gave His Highness a gift, it was an artifact made of an iron meteorite that was extremely cold for 10,000 years, but His Highness never used it at all, and he couldn't find it directly the next day." ”