It is impossible to know when the Iron Commandment was founded, but its predecessor dates back to the early 12th century in the holy city of Jerusalem, with only nine members, and was founded to protect pilgrims from all over Europe from robber attacks.

By the end of the twelfth century, the order was unprecedentedly large, with more than 9,000 properties in Europe, including many well-known churches and castles, tens of thousands of members, who could tax the people themselves or plunder them outright, and even the nobles of the time were very interested in generously donating gold and silver, and they stood on the throne and obeyed the pope directly, which was the most powerful religious and military force in Europe at that time, the Templars.

But this excessively inflated power and wealth have also become a tsubaki that finally pierces the heart of this organization.

France, Friday, October 13, 1307, Black Friday. The day of the demise of the Templars.

A shrewd king would have done enough to do this, for the simple reason that in those days, it was difficult for the ruler of any country to tolerate an organization with thousands of castles and vast wealth in his kingdom that he could not touch.

Seven years later, the remnants of the Order were exiled across Europe, and most of the members had died on trial or burned at the stake. Their last Grand Master, Molay, was burned at the stake against the bishop and the king: within a year, they would die in "eternal judgment."

Less than a year later, the Pope and the King died of a violent illness and a mysterious death while hunting.

All of this seems to be over, but the Templar flame has never been extinguished.

It is rumored that Morley had secretly passed the position to his nephew, the young Earl of Byrne, long before Black Friday, and had him swear before God that he would save some of the treasures until the "end of the world" in order to save the Knights Templar in the future. The treasure was hidden in the pillars of the former Grand Master's tomb, and was later smuggled out by the Count's "Pure Architects" and moved elsewhere, only to be found and retrieved through the Templars' own set of mystical symbols and secret rituals.

Seven centuries later, no one has been able to decipher the secrets of the symbols, and the treasure has become a historical mystery.

In 2000, the Empire began to unify the planet.

In that chaotic era of the world, countless rebel groups appeared, and then were ruthlessly destroyed, and in the end, only a few survived in the shadows, one of which was the Iron Commandment.

They were a Templar lineage, merging Catholic and Orthodox doctrines and establishing their own papacy and law. The Grand Master who leads the whole regiment also serves as the Pope, inheriting the faith and the spirit of the army.

Today, the empire has been ruling for a century. The Iron Commandment, on the other hand, is already the largest rebel group on the planet, one of the very few organizations that can fight the Empire's military forces on a frontal battlefield, and exists like the Second Dynasty in Europe. Even if you want to eradicate them, it will be useless, because people can be killed, but faith cannot be killed.

Therefore, HL's branches in Europe are also the largest in the world, and the overall combat power is second only to the headquarters of Tiandu.

No one dares to mess with the members of the Iron Commandment who walk in the dark world, and everyone knows that once they form a bond with them, they will be hunted down to the ends of the earth in the name of judgment until they achieve their goal.

But the Blood Owl doesn't think about similar issues, for him, the Iron Commandment, HL, whatever the position of the person who falls into his hands, are just experimental materials.

No matter how much he looks like a professional fighter or a swimmer, the Bloodlord is a scientist in the truest sense of the word, and in fact, he has an Ivy League degree, although he studied there under someone else's identity, and the students and his entire family who he impersonated became experiments.

For many years, the Blood Owl has been searching for a way to "cure" himself, and at this stage, there are two ways to achieve this ultimate goal: first, the success of his research, and second, the extinction of humanity all over the world.

Therefore, no matter from which point of view, the blood lord is steadily advancing towards the ideal.

After dealing with the last of the High Clergy, it took him half a day to search the underground reflection city of the Iron Commandment, confirm that there were no survivors here, and then begin the design and layout work.

This underground labyrinth is made up of passages and rooms, each of which looks identical, surrounded by thick metal walls and overhead with a glowing light path running parallel to the passage, making it difficult to feel the difference from the rest of the way when you walk on any of them. The room, which will only appear in the underground of some landmark buildings, has no superfluous features except for being more spacious than the passage and has more lighting channels on the ceiling, each room is exactly the same size and interior rectangular, which can accommodate about forty people, without any tables, chairs or items, it is an empty iron box, and the same as the passage, even if you stand inside, you can't tell which room you are in.

This design is very good against outside invasion, as outsiders who enter these passages will not even be able to confirm their location at all, and will soon be surrounded and captured by members of the Iron Commandment.

Allowing for quick action beneath the city, taking a short time to reach the designated location and disappearing from the surface at any moment via secret entrances, these underground labyrinths are the most powerful hardware for members of Venice's Iron Order to communicate with each other and evade pursuit. Now, it has fallen into the hands of blood lords. This place made him very satisfied, and he had always longed for such a place where he could put enough experimental equipment without being disturbed by his enthusiastic neighbors, with a depth of two meters of water and nearly twenty meters of shallow sand, a depth that would not reach the ground even if he was giving a concert below.

And the most exciting thing is that the high-ranking priest's threat before death indicates that the other party will send more powerful members of the organization to destroy him, will there be a strong person?

When it comes to ability levels, no one knows when this set of evaluation levels began to circulate, and it seems to have existed in that mysterious world that is not known to ordinary people since ancient times.

In that era of many countries, governments concealed the existence of superpowers, modified humans, mutants, and other groups, and cultivated them as their own weapons. And in this era of unification, the empire has never disclosed this power to the general public. But they have developed a more standardized system to make more accurate grading.

In fact, this system is very simple, from the paper level to the god level, only need to refer to two kinds of data, "time" and "quantity". For example, a person of the paper level can kill twenty ordinary people in an hour, then a person of the same level can kill two hundred people in an hour, or kill twenty people in just ten minutes.

This assumption is based on the real premise that those people will rebel or run away. The shorter the time and the greater the number of people, the higher the level, killing a million people in a second, that is naturally a god. Of course, the significance of the level determination is that it must be done by one's own strength, and the bomber pilot and the like cannot be counted.

In the system used by the Empire for evaluation, "time" can roughly represent the highest destructive power, so those with better ability such as time tend to be aggressive, while "quantity" represents the ability to continuously destroy and their own survivability.

Of course, sometimes there will be accidents at this level, such as transforming people, this kind of ability itself generally has no special ability, with the help of a weaponized body to fight, although it can meet the requirements in terms of level evaluation, but if you meet a superpower person of the same level one-on-one, especially those with offensive abilities, the one who loses must be a transformed person.

However, on the whole, this system is relatively accurate, and it is broadly applicable to all human beings on this planet, because so far, there have not been a few people on the earth who have reached the level of "god", and superpowers often stop at the strong level in their lives, and those who can reach the fourth level of "fierce" are already peerless masters.

Blood Owl is such a master, and he is only in his early thirties, so there is every possibility of further improvement. All he needed was more prey and experiments......

At noon on the second day of the murder at the parrot bar, the blood lord reappeared in Venice, and he walked down the road with such swagger, not in the slightest fear that his rather eye-catching image would attract the attention of passers-by.

In fact, this phenomenon is very strange, the more afraid of the criminals who are caught, the more they will exude an aura of thief eyebrows, and people like blood lords can disappear into the sea of people, even if someone looks at him more, it is only because of his tall image.

People can't imagine that a murderer who had just committed a murder in public last night would dare to walk on the streets as if nothing had happened.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, at a restaurant, the blood owl sat down in front of a double serving of fresh fish, shrimp and crab, and even ordered two servings of tiramisu.

Soon after, an Asian man wearing small round sunglasses and a long ponytail walked into the restaurant.

"Mr. Chirios, it's me. He asked, his eyes wandering around him.

The Blood Sman replied, "I ordered a meal for you, too, but because you were late, I ate your portion as well." ”

"I'm only five minutes late, and you've even eaten the desserts, and the dishes here are ...... one by one."

"Less nonsense, did you get everything I wanted?"

"Hey...... Listen, man, you've been making a splash since I left the bar last night, maybe the police have found out through the surveillance footage that I spoke to you, and now I'm in trouble......"

The blood lord interrupted the other party: "Mr. Zuo Dao, do you want to increase the price?"

Zuo Dao wanted to increase the price, and he still wanted to come before the blood lord asked this question, but at this moment, as soon as he touched the other party's eyes, Zuo Dao immediately coaxed: "Don't dare, don't dare...... It's not been a day or two since I've been a middleman, and that's always been a good word of mouth......"

"Your Excellency is very famous, and you don't have to explain anything, tell me when things will arrive. ”

The eyeballs under the left sunglasses turned twice: "Your painting has found a buyer, a private collector, a royal family, the background is hard enough, dare to buy anything, and pay within two days." When his money arrives in my account, according to what I said before, I will sell 10% of the net profit of the painting, and the remaining 90% will buy the equipment you want, and I will contact the sellers on the black market, and the medical equipment will arrive on the same day, and the chemicals will be easy to get, but the torture equipment is more difficult to use, and they have to go to other cities for adult use...... Well...... I mean, the supplier gets some goods from there, and as for the computer equipment, if you want to have it in stock, it's a little more expensive, and it's not difficult to get it.

As for the last remaining money, you said that you were going to launder the cash, this poor road has helped you mediate with a few bigwigs in the neighborhood, they said that you have to take 15% of this money out to wash it, there is no need to discuss, you see if it will work, right? No, I will give you the account directly. ”

The blood owl didn't think much about it, swept the last bit of food on the plate, stood up and said, "Three days later, the old time will come here to meet." With that, he threw two large bills on the table and walked away.

Zuo Dao watched the blood owl gradually lose sight through the window, and then, he looked around, took the two bills into his arms with lightning speed, and then cleared his throat: "Waiter, pay the bill!" he said as he pulled out a debt-indebted credit card from his wallet......