3,000 kilometers east of Emei, in the East 9th District, Neon Country, Tokyo, the Sisters of Saint-Paul in Chartres of France, located in the Soyuri Women's School in Chiyoda Ward.

The one-hectare Gothic Catholic church, including its 40-metre-high bell tower, is made entirely of solid natural granite. The pillar porch is tall and spacious, the mural relief is magnificent and beautiful, the dome arch is majestic but exquisite, and the whole building is solemn and solemn like the kingdom of God.

It was already 10 p.m. in Tokyo, and there were no lights or candles in the church, only the white moonlight shining through the three eight-meter-high windows on the east side, casting tiny fragments of dappled light on the copper-stamped grindstone floor.

This Catholic church, known as the Church of the Holy Blood, is located in the bustling city of Tokyo, and is not located in any of the old human custom preservation areas. Its true belonging is the new human subspecies that appeared more than 300 years ago, the former demon race, and is now often called the immortal subhuman of the demon race - vampires.

After calculating the calculations of the creator "Steep Si", which is at the same level as the divine intelligence of the Nuwa, the most perfect vampire individual has a theoretical natural lifespan of 3,000 years, and can live forever with only a simple treatment on a regular basis.

The Church of the Holy Blood has a total area of about four hectares above ground and twice the floor area above ground, and is divided into five floors, the fourth of which is connected to the underground sewer system of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government.

In the center of the third basement level, there is an anechoic chamber made entirely of osmium coated with various absorbing materials, and the jagged osmium pillars in the room are deliberately decorated into swords, guns, and halberds, coldly pointing at any life in between.

The cold light that seemed to freeze even her soul had no effect on Mary walking on the road, because her blood was cold. In addition to keeping vampires youthful and healing wounds quickly, cold-bloodedness also allows them to use a powerful skill that many people dream of but can't get enough of - infrared vision.

In a broad sense, infrared light refers to light with a wavelength that exceeds red light and is invisible to the naked eye. As long as there is a temperature object, infrared light is constantly emitted, and animals with infrared receptors like pit vipers can track this light, even in the dark night when they can't reach their fingers, their targets are as eye-catching as torches.

In ancient times, humans were able to perceive infrared light through devices such as thermal imagers, so as to achieve night vision. In many science fiction works at the time, there were plots in which human beings obtained infrared vision due to physical mutations and regarded night as day, but in principle, it was impossible.

Animals with infrared receptors are all ectotherms, commonly known as cold-blooded animals, and there is a reason for this. With the exception of cold-blooded vampires, no other subhuman has access to infrared vision, as humans themselves are a powerful source of heat.

Human beings are warm-blooded animals and keep their body temperature constant at all times, much higher than the ambient temperature. If a warm-blooded human acquires infrared vision, then his vision will be submerged in the infrared rays emitted by his eyes all the time, and he will be completely unable to distinguish foreign objects.

Maria's pitch-black leather boots clattered on the osmium metal floor, and the sound waves of a fixed rhythm gently echoed through the dark chamber before returning to her ears to become a vague outline of the terrain. And whenever the soles of her boots touch the ground, are squeezed and deformed, and generate heat, a faint light flashes from under her feet in her eyes, so that she can barely see in this cold dark room, even without relying on infrared flashlights.

The same black linen nun's robes rippled as her slender legs alternated, outlining her delicate curves. But no one appreciated the beauty here, and she went straight to the end of the dark room, where there was a throne that was equally dark and cold.

The throne, which was covered in pitch black and ornate textures, was empty at this time, and a metal coffin of similar style was placed under the throne. Mary walked up to the coffin, knelt down, and stretched out her pale fingers to tap lightly against the coffin.

"Knock knock~"

A few seconds later, with a long trembling sound of "hum~", the heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed open, revealing a silky hand covered with light blue water droplets and crystal clear skin. Then there was another one, and then he grabbed the edge of the coffin with both hands and held up a hibiscus out of the water.

The wet green hair clings to the slender and white neck of a swan, the deep pupils glow with a faint blue light, and a delicate and three-dimensional face is perfect and almost sculptural. Mary gazed at the woman with admiration, and in her eyes, the woman was gradually shining brighter and clearer from the darkness that had first come out of the water in harmony with the environment.

Mary did not shy away from the slightly stinging eyes, but looked at her reverently, she was supposed to be the center of this heaven and earth, as burning as the sun, for she was:

The miracle of the Creator, the Triple Reincarnation, the Half-Blood, the Sword-Wielding Elder of the Balance Society, and the surviving demigod of the world - Eliv St. Abram!

"Sister Maria, what's the matter?" Elive's mouth opened softly, her voice was like a silver chime, and a faint sweet fragrance like an orchid began to permeate the dark room. The fragrance soaked into Maria's heart, making her feel as if she was in a cloud flower garden, and her mind was at peace like never before.

Sister Maria held her hands in her heart and looked up at Eliv with her hands on the side of the metal coffin as if she was sitting in a bathtub: "Lord Elive, the first phase of the rescue plan for Professor Yuji Shimizu has been completed, and Professor Sumizu has also delivered our three undisclosed sympathetic module vulnerabilities as agreed. ”

She then asked hesitantly, "Then ...... Do you want to continue trading with her? Offending two shrines at the same time, plus the customers behind them, not to mention the cross-border law enforcement team, this price is a bit too great......"

In Maria's mind, the deal between their Holy Blood Church and Qing Mizumi was just a mutual use. The zero-day loophole of the three sympathetic modules provided by Qing Shui Cheng is not a small sweetness, but the real bait is the reward for the second phase of the mission, what if the Holy Blood Hall bites the hook, and Qing Shui Cheng can't take out what he promised after the rescue plan is completed?

Maria bit her lip and continued to express her opinion: "It's hard to believe that such a thing as 'Lily Spoon True Name' really exists, Yuji Shimizu and Shimizu didn't know what tricks they used before, maybe the actual effect is far less magical than Shimizu Cheng said. ”

Elive's cherry-like lips opened and closed slightly, and a god-like voice echoed around the metal coffin: "Of course I know it's not the real name of the Lily Key, they probably got a simulated godhead, I need to figure out where it came from." ”

Then she leaned her head back, and her voice became more and more earthly: "As for those shrines that run the ghost country, although everyone is not a good citizen, they are not all the same as us. Now that you have the handle on them, this is the time to put them to use, don't hesitate to send them to the cross-border law enforcement team. ”

"Most of the customers in the ghost country are lonely, and we don't do this business, so what's the matter if we offend more? Let's go to the second phase of the mission, but you have to watch the little girl of Qing Shuicheng, although it is a business without capital, but I don't want her to escape the order. ”

Mary leaned over and saluted, "Yes, Mistress Elive." ”

The boots clattered away, and the lid of the coffin hummed shut.