Looking at Zheng Yi with an angry face, Fern Wang rubbed his nose and unconsciously squeezed into the shadows, but he stretched out his palm from the shadows, feeling the temperature brought by the sun, looking at the palm that was irradiated by the sun but was still intact, Fern Wang smiled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You know! This is the first time I know that the sun is also warm! I have been a blood since birth, and the sun of the main material plane is highly poisonous to us, and we will die if we touch it! But only here can we feel the warmth of the sun!"

Looking at the indifferent three, King Fern smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Let's continue the story, where are we going?"

At Xie Zimu's prompting, Fern Wang, who strolled into the sun, began to tell this unfinished story with a comfortable face.

"Then the ancients discovered that the blood of the blood clan can immortalize mortals, so that the blood clan can ascend to the sanctification, thus opening the prelude to the blood lineage, and then they created us and established independent families, which became the "Thirteen Clans". ”

Each of the Ancients is the ancestor of their respective families, so the Ancients are also called the Blood, the Ancient Bloods hold the highest authority within the existing Bloodline, are the core of the Bloodline and are feared by all the Bloodlines, the Thirteen Bloods fight fiercely, in order to improve the strength of themselves and their families, and slaughter living beings.

In the end, these thirteen bloods turned against each other, fought endlessly for many years, and wantonly spread their own blood, we call this war a thousand-year holy war, of course, the victims of the war, most of them are mortals. ”

Looking at Zheng Yi, who was stopped behind by the two of them, Fern Wang shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I said this is a myth, is it a myth! And that was how many years ago!"

Knowing that Xie Zimu pulled Zheng Yi back behind him, he motioned for Fern Wang to continue.

"Where are we talking about?" Taking the opportunity to straighten the collar that was crumpled by Zheng Yi, Fern Wang collected his thoughts before he said, "Then the great flood of God came again, and the blood clan suffered heavy losses."

After making a gesture of the flood, he said with contempt and disdain: "Although the flood did not kill the blood, it caused it to be so wounded that it had to go to sleep."

In order to continue the holy war, the thirteen Elder Bloodlords each have a clan from the fourth generation of the Methuselah to the sixth generation of the Elder, each of which has inherited the characteristics of the creator and is therefore different, but unexpectedly, the clans indulge in comfort and form alliances with each other, leaving their ancestors behind.

The thirteen bloods who had not healed from their serious injuries were so angry that the most powerful of them dropped the doomsday prophecy 'When I wake up, there will be no more night in the world, the scorching sun will hang high, turn mortals into steam, turn the blood clan into pine powder, and the gods will take back only a piece of scorched earth' Thirteen Bloods vowed to eradicate the traitors when they returned to the world before going to bed.

And then the story ends, but here's where the interesting part is, in the history of the Bloodline, there are two clans dedicated to resurrecting the Ancient Bloodline: the Born Warriors Leson and the Explorer Clan Jimi

Under the leadership of a golden-eyed fellow, they broke away from the Camarilla Alliance, established the Sabat Demon Feast Council, and restarted the millennium holy war, in which many clans broke away from the Camarilla Alliance and declared neutrality."

"There are many places that you haven't made clear!Why did Cain go?Why did the Ancient Blood Su betray the Second Jin?What are you hiding?"

"I said it was a myth! After countless wars, much history had disappeared, and it was only possible for the Sabat Council to have a record! And the vast majority of the Bloods thought it was just a myth!

I'm not the paranoid Gemi, I'm not going to explore the myths, and besides, the Council of Methuselah has forbidden to discuss the past of the Bloods! If I weren't the son of the Prince, I wouldn't know these myths."

Silence, endless silence, only the sound of the wind blowing through the shrine was left in the dilapidated prayer room, Xie Zimu, who was holding a giant scythe, looked closely into the eyes of King Fern Wang, and after a long time Xie Zimu said, "What is your plan?"

After tearing the bow from his neck, Fern Wong took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, then said:

"It's a quarter past six in the afternoon, and in an hour you will go up this corridor, please arrive before eight, although the sun of this derivative plane is not harmful to the bloodline.

But they are still habitually dormant, eight o'clock is the time for the blood clan to wake up, and while the prince has not yet recovered, he should be able to pour the blood of the dead into the prince's body!"

With that, Fern Wang took out a tin box from his bosom and handed it to Rebecca, who was being protected by the two of them.

As the tin box opened, a silver bullet with intricate patterns etched was seen lying quietly in the black velvet

"The key to heaven?"

"Yes, you are not mistaken, Ms. Rebecca, this is the bullet forged by the Pope himself in the third supernatural counterattack - the Holy Silver Heavenly Kingdom!

Looking at the back of King Fern leaving the prayer room, Zheng Yi said unabashedly: "I don't trust him!"

"I told you we don't have to trust him, we're just using each other!" Xie Zimu said, crushing the marks left by the Heavenly Key on his fingers.

It wasn't until Fern Wang's back disappeared from sight that Rebecca said, "I heard about a mad professor at school who thought that Lilith, Dayu, and Dracula were all the ancestors of the Bloodline."

The appearance of each ancestor represents but the emergence of a different kind of thought, Lilith represents feminism, Dayou represents autonomy, Dracula represents humanity, and Cain represents self-interest!"

Zheng Yi thought for a while and said, "This is too funny, isn't it? Don't you think the so-called golden eyes have too much time span? Mythological Age, Dark Age, three years ago? What creature can live so long?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence, we need to find the so-called Council of the Sabat Feast, maybe there's any information we need about the Golden Eyes."

There are too many unknowns, too many doubts, and the fate of the three seems to be connected by an invisible silk thread, but no matter how many unwillingness and doubts there are, the three still have to face the present.

As the hour and minute hands coincided, the backs of Zheng Yi and Xie Zimu gradually disappeared.

After pressing the 'Key to Heaven' into the magazine, Rebecca adjusted the Marauder X-108 ultra-long-range rifle on her back to a comfortable position and kissed the Bethana T-512 automatic pistol in her hand.

In the cold eyes, Rebecca, who was contrary to Xie Zimu, quickly disappeared into the darkness!