"Blood... Tribe? What is that? ”

Webern was subconsciously stunned when he heard Zhou Keer's words, and blurted out a question, but soon came back to his senses - after all, he was also an old man, and he had never seen any strong winds and waves.

He saw that for some reason, Zhou Ke'er didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything to him, so he also planned to delay time by communicating with Zhou Ke'er. Because after he found out that Zhou Ke'er was not a person who had lodged a trick, but was a trick himself, he had already asked for help in a secret way. After all, the old man always spares his life.

And Dior on the side was suddenly exposed by Zhou Keer without warning, and immediately stared at Zhou Keer with a shocked and vigilant face, and almost asked, "How do you know".

The corners of Zhou Ke'er's mouth hooked, sure enough, since there is no god in this subworld, it is naturally impossible to have the concept of blood clan.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to even know about the Blood Clan, it seems that it has been a long time since the last time you came to this world... You've forgotten everything about us. ”

Zhou Ke'er showed a look of contempt, and said conclusively: "'Tricky'? Don't call me that lowly way! I am an angel of God, bringing back the glory of the past! ”

"God... Oracle..."

Webern frowned and muttered to himself, but even though he had lived so long, he had never heard anything about the so-called "God". But listening to Zhou Keer's words, it seems to be a powerful sect a long time ago?

You must know that in this world that is very lenient towards religion, most small sects are not worthy of being called "gods", and most of them only believe in something similar to flying pasta and the like, and the existence of being able to call themselves "gods" in the doctrine proves that the influence and strength of this sect are not weak.

But if that's the case, doesn't make sense that he's never heard of it?

"What does that have to do with the Bloodline?"

Dio saw that Zhou Keer looked conclusive, but he didn't believe it so easily, but continued to ask.

Webern's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this—these three people weren't actually in a group? Just now he saw Zhou Keer pointing at Dio and talking about the blood clan, and he thought...

"It's so sad for me... Have even the Bloods themselves forgotten the origins of their own race?! ”

Zhou Ke'er looked at Dior with a very pitiful look, and said in a shocking voice: "Then let me let you remember it again!" ”

As he spoke, he stood up and said in a deep voice, "The original origin of the blood clan is Cain. He was cursed by God when he killed his brother out of jealousy. God said, "I know that you will be spit on in the future, so I give you a sign, everyone will torture you, but not kill you, so that you will be cursed forever!" This curse prevented Cain from facing the sun and could only feed on blood, but he remained immortal in the dark. ”

"And the blood clan of the human world originated from Count Dracula."

Zhou Ke'er changed her words and continued to talk nonsense: "But that story is detrimental to God's prestige and honor, so it is inconvenient for me to tell it." ”

“…… So, since you say that the Bloodlines are from God's curse, and you are God's messenger... You want to eliminate.. Or rather, purify me? ”

Dior looked coldly at Zhou Ke'er, who was just talking, and asked in a cold voice.

"God has cursed you, but He never wanted you to die. Didn't you hear what I just said? ”

Zhou Ke'er shook his head and retorted.

Webern was stalling for time, so why wasn't he?

Originally, I planned to make plans after contacting that group similar to the demon hunters, but unfortunately, this plan has been frustrated since Webern regarded Zhou Keer as a so-called big trick.

He knew that Webern was listening to him so quietly here, and he had definitely called for foreign help, so he was happy to delay his time.

Therefore, the plan can only be adapted into the simplest and crude method - the manifestation before people.

He's just waiting for Webern's foreign aid to come, it's very simple, foreign aid is coming, that... It's inevitable that you will fight with Zhou Keer without saying a word, right? Then it makes sense to hit the outside of the house and fight it next, right? It's possible to go all the way to a crowded place after you get to the outside of the house, right? It's normal to let out a cannon while fighting, right?

And then in the end, Zhou Keer casually shouted a few words such as "Those who believe in God will have eternal life", as this matter ferments, more and more people will know about it, there must always be people who choose to believe, right? After all, even Feitian pasta has people who can believe in it, Zhou Keer has such a rigorous setting, as well as the appearance rate, and the hot sect with the topic of hype, then there must be more people who believe it.

When the time comes, one will spread ten to hundreds, and a hundred believers will not be captured.

"And what do you want to do?"

Dior looked at the unpredictable Zhou Keer coldly, and couldn't help asking.

"You found me first, and I should have asked you about this."

Zhou Ke'er shrugged.

“... Okay, so let's assume that everything you say is true, then... What is the purpose of your re-entry into our world as an oracle? It can't be the end of the world, right? ”

Webern has seen the world before, and quickly calmed down, and after pondering for a while, he felt that there was no need to be so tense - he was aggressive before because of Zhou Keer's treacherous identity, but now that the other party denies this identity... As long as he doesn't go crazy and slaughter everywhere, then it's okay to follow his wishes.

Not to mention, if the "God" he is talking about is a good god in terms of design, there may be room for cooperation.

Thinking like this, although Webern did not show any mood swings on the surface, he was still waiting for Zhou Keer's response with a little nervousness in his heart. After all, he is just the person in charge of this area, and he is old, and there is still no room to fight back in the face of a big trick. Not to mention that the tricks stored in him are more biased towards auxiliary functions.

"Oh? Clear! Very well, since you have said so, then I will also open the skylight and say something. ”

Zhou Ke'er raised her eyebrows, looked at Webern and said, "My request is very simple, it is just to revive the glory and glory of God and let the lost lambs of this world return to the arms of God." In short, it's... I want to preach. ”

"Missionary?"

Hearing this, Webern's expression was relieved at first, not to kill on a large scale, but then he quickly frowned: "That... Your doctrine is..."

He was a little afraid that what Zhou Keer meant by preaching actually meant sacrificing those human believers as nourishment for their growth - after all, in these years, it is not uncommon for some people with higher intelligence to plunder human beings in the name of religion.

"God loves the world for salvation by faith. It's not a big deal, after all... We're not a cult, don't you? ”

Zhou Ke'er grinned, showing Bai Sensen's teeth and smiled, making Webern a little frightened.