Chapter 267: Blood Council
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"All of Europe?" The middle-aged man's face was serious and a little ugly.
The old man hesitated, nodded first, and then shook his head: "It shouldn't be the whole of Europe, but to be honest, even if the whole of Europe is really assigned to that group of blood clans, I don't think it's strange at all." ā
"Since ancient times, this region of Europe has been the stronghold of the bloods and werewolves, and their blood is everywhere. ā
"Even in Europe, their existence as a myth has become a culture and is integrated here. Whether it is the national government or the chaebol, it is almost controlled by members of their blood clan. ā
"What's more, if you talk about strength, the strength of that group of dark councilors is even higher than that of the Three Kingdoms of Huaxia, and there are only four fourth-level ancestors. Even if you don't admit it, what can you do?"
As he continued to speak, the old man said: "It is estimated that this is also a part of the previous covenant, and it is also one of the conditions attached to it. ā
The middle-aged man frowned for a long time before he nodded.
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On top of a gloomy castle, the breath of ancient years continues to emerge, and a sense of historical precipitation comes to the face, which makes people feel the vicissitudes and sadness.
This is a famous private castle in the area, which is said to be 3,000 years old and is so old that it can almost be regarded as a cultural relic.
Of course, this is just a rhetoric, in fact, anyone who really knows the castle will understand that the history of the castle is more than just 3,000 years.
In the past, there was not much of a population here, but recently it has been the opposite, with outsiders constantly coming in, and each one of them seems to be either rich or expensive, which makes some people feel unbelievable.
After all, although this castle is an antiquity, to be honest, thousands of years old antiques are not a good place to live, on the contrary, it exudes a cold and uncomfortable atmosphere.
It must be unpleasant to stay in it for a long time.
But in this case, the number of people who entered during this period of time is increasing unabated, and there is a steady stream of various people entering it, and all of them are prominent, which is eye-catching.
Among them, there are local chaebols in Europe, a high-ranking official, and even the prime ministers and kings of certain countries have come to several times, which shocked some people who did not know the situation.
However, in the eyes of some well-intentioned people, this situation shows certain phenomena.
Europe has been the territory of the blood clan since ancient times, not only the major consortia, but even the royal families of various European countries, most of them are vampire families, in this case, the blood clan represents the whole of Europe.
And the occurrence of this situation means that the blood clan that has dominated the Blue Star for countless years has begun to panic for the first time.
In the gloomy castle, people kept walking in.
"Your Excellency Carral, are you here too?" said a handsome young man outside the castle as he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
This person is wearing a red dress, his hair and beard are already half white, although he is middle-aged, he is still very handsome, and he has a dull and vicissitudes of temperament that has been full of years, which makes people can't help but look at him.
"Your Excellency, Jesmu, you are here too. Karaal turned and looked at Jesmu's figure coming from afar.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be in Huaxia at this time, why did you come back too?" Karal smiled, looking very kind, like a gentle middle-aged uncle, caring about his juniors.
However, looking at his expression, Jesam sneered in his heart.
Someone once said that most vampires are not good people, because vampires are not human beings in the first place, and the standard of what ordinary people call good and bad people has no meaning for vampires, just as humans never feel evil to kill animals.
Therefore, vampires are mostly not good people by human standards.
Although it is not without exception, the one in front of Jesmu's eyes is definitely not.
They are also blood clansmen, and in the long past, Jesim has witnessed the past of the person in front of him, and deeply understands that this person is by no means as harmless as he seems on the surface, but an executioner-like figure.
Of course, this has nothing to do with him.
There was also a gentle smile on his face, as if he had seen his elders: "After all, the entire royal court has issued a summoning order, and the recent strangulation of our blood clan by Huaxia has become more and more serious, if I don't come back, I'm afraid you won't be able to see me." ā
"In fact, except for a few of us, the rest of the clansmen on the Huaxia side have almost all been killed by now and have been cleaned up by the Huaxia government. Saying this, his face gradually turned cold, not at all the gentle appearance he had before.
Of course, this is a lie, a large part of the vampires on the Huaxia side were killed by them themselves, in order to prevent the leakage of their news and make the blood royal court in Europe vigilant.
But on the surface, he didn't show any emotion.
Carral on the opposite side didn't have any suspicions either.
After all, now, almost the whole world is shouting and killing their blood clan, and Huaxia is one of the leaders.
In fact, it was strange for Jesm to be able to return to Europe alive.
At this time, there were gradually more figures outside, and a queen wearing a crown with a thick layer of blood on her body walked in with a cold face.
"That's it, Queen Gattis, and even she's here this time?"
Seeing this queen, Jesme hadn't said anything, but Karal sighed first, with some shock in his eyes: "The owner of this castle, plus Queen Gerdis, in a short period of time, two princes have come here. ā
Jesmu, who was on the other side, was noncommittal, but shrugged: "I'm afraid it's more than that." ā
"In my opinion, I am afraid that even the last of Your Excellency will come. ā
He had an unfathomable smile on his face, and he looked a little mysterious.
With the sensing power of the fourth-level ancestor of Jesmu, he clearly sensed that in the depths of the castle, in addition to the breath of Queen Gertis , there were also two terrifying and huge breaths emerging, with the unique bloodline power of the blood clan.
"Very good, the three princes of the blood clan, all of them are here now. This thought flashed through his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook a cold smile.
On the other hand, Caral shook his head, thinking he was joking.
"It's almost time, and it's almost time for us to go in. He looked at the time and spoke.
Jesmum nodded, and walked in with a few people around him.
Inside, a grand meeting was taking place, and here and there were seat after seat for the many Bloods to sit down.
This is the long-standing Blood Council of the Blood Clan, and in the tradition only the supreme king of the Blood Clan is qualified to convene it.
The blood clan is a race that attaches great importance to rank, and the level of blood is the only criterion for dividing the status of the blood clan, and it is an established iron rule that the lower blood clan is subordinate to the higher blood clan.
This kind of rule is especially evident in this kind of blood council.
In this kind of council, although the blood clan above the baron is eligible to participate, in fact, the blood clan below the earl has no right to speak, only observes.
If you want to speak in this kind of place, you need at least the strength of the marquis.
Jesham looked at his seat below and smiled coldly.
He was originally a viscount, strictly speaking, he was considered a lower blood clan, so naturally there was no way to sit on the upper position, and he was also the kind of bitter force that could only be observed.
Around them, others took their positions and sat in their places according to their position. Most of the blood clans didn't even dare to look up at the three terrifying figures in front of them.
It was the three high kings, and the powerful vitality like the sun shone out from their bodies, and the majesty of the blood made countless people present frightened, and they could only surrender.
This is the oppression of the upper blood clan against the lower blood clan. The strength of the third-level limit is already extremely strong, coupled with this terrifying bloodline coercion, the name of the blood clan king is well deserved.
In the face of this terrifying bloodline majesty, Jesmu, of course, didn't feel anything now, and even felt a little empty, feeling that his aura was extremely weak inside.
Even, if Jesm let go of his own suppression and release the majesty of the ancestor-level bloodline, he would be able to suppress the prestige of the three-headed prince in front of him on the spot, and even suppress them.
He smiled coldly, feeling extremely disdainful of the high-minded approach of these three-headed blood clan princes.
"With such a corrupt and arrogant Blood Clan's court, instead of giving meat to that group of humans, it is better for us to replace the Dark Councilor. He looked at the three imposing princes in front of him, with a hint of mockery on his face, and this thought flashed through his heart.
"Mole ant, get out of the way!" Behind him, a deep voice sounded at this moment, with an incomparably tyrannical tone in his tone.
The strong and fierce wind quickly pressed the air pressure in the air, and rushed forward with the air current.
Touch!
Undoubtedly, Jesam took the punch lightly, his face expressionless, and he looked behind him.
It was a tall, aggressive-looking bloodliner, and at this time, his fist was clenched by Jesmu, and a slightly surprised expression appeared on his face: "A mere viscount, he can actually take my punch." ā
Listening to his words, Jessim's face was extremely cold.
The big man was an earl, and he didn't spare his hand at all in the punch just now, with terrifying power.
If Jesm is still the strength of the past, even if the vitality of the blood clan is strong, under this blow, he will end up seriously injured and dying.
A wisp of murderous intent frantically poured into his mind, but on the surface, Jesim did not have any abnormality, just smiled gently, and said extremely humbly: "This is because of your mercy to my subordinates, my lord. ā
He gave the blood clan a death sentence in his heart, but on the surface, he didn't show it at all, but as if he was frightened, he hurriedly stepped aside.