Ange looked back and saw that the room he was in had no windows, and the metal walls around it were oppressively cramped, more like a cell than a room for resting. After Pompeii left, the room suddenly fell silent, only the sound of a little ethereal sound in the distance from time to time, like a large piece of metal vibrating, made people feel inexplicably uneasy.

Ange took out two more beautiful teacups, poured them and placed them on the small table in front of him. Gradually, two shadows appeared in the small room, which no one could see.

The ghost walked up to the door and drew a picture of it with red paint. The paint seeped through the metal door, and an invisible barrier that enveloped the room opened, cutting off all sounds from outside and the conversation in the room.

Lu Shanyan picked up the teacup, blew it lightly, took a sip and said, "According to the information we have obtained, what he said is basically true. All the power of the Gattuso family is controlled by the Senate hidden in the pantheon. As for the family named Gulveig, it had completely disappeared nearly two thousand years ago, and as for his wife......

"We didn't find any record of her identity, she appeared out of nowhere." The ghost sat down and answered for him, "No matter how you look at it, this Gulveig is a fake identity. ”

"Being able to give birth to an heir who is expected by the public will not be an ordinary person no matter how you look at it." Ange nodded, "But now is not the time to dwell on the deceased, the focus is on Chen Motong, Caesar, and the Gattuso family, what exactly are they going to do with them." ”

Lu Shanyan tapped his fingers on the table: "It's an interesting discovery about this, your schoolgirl's words seem to be a little special......"

"Words that can rewrite bloodlines? That's impossible. Ange frowned, then shook his head, subconsciously denying it. He was arguably the authority in the history of dragons and half-breeds, and he had never heard of such a thing.

There are indeed ways to strengthen the bloodline, whether it is the Nibelungen Project, the bloodline refinement technique, or the mysterious Imperial Bloodline of the White King's bloodline. And the first of the two has to pay a great price, and that price has not yet been truly made; The latter comes at the cost of increasing the risk of losing control; As for the royal blood at the end, perhaps the white king's bloodline themselves have no way to control it.

How to improve the bloodline controllably is a difficult problem that the half-breed has studied for nearly a thousand years, and countless eucalyptus columns that are either out of control or die have told future generations how difficult the road of evolution is. And now, suddenly, he was told that there was a spirit of speech that could solve the problems that had plagued the half-bloods for nearly a thousand years...... No matter how you look at it, this is a mockery of their efforts over thousands of years.

"'There are only three beings who can rewrite the bloodline.'" That's what someone said to me. It is not difficult to guess the identities of two of them, the black emperor and the white emperor. The former is the source of all dragons, and it is also the origin of dragon blood. And the latter is her most outstanding creation, the existence of the largest rebellion of the dragons. Lu Shanyan replied slowly, "And only the last one, and the most mysterious one, may have to look for clues in your female students." ”

The ghost on the side nodded: "This also explains why she was attacked by 'Odin'." Someone who really knows her value may try their best to keep her by their side. ”

She looked at Ange as if she wanted to see something in his furrowed brow.

Feeling her gaze, Ange shook his head: "Don't look at me like that, maybe Niando will be interested in this, but to me, she is just an ordinary student...... Well, students of special points. ”

Ange leaned back in his chair, looked at the metal ceiling above and said, "Does the bloodline exist?" Chen Motong, Chen Jia...... No, it should be said that it is the Chinese half-breeds, what secrets are they hiding? ”

"I don't know, I've been dead for more than a hundred years, how can I know about them?" Lu Shanyan shook his head dryly, "Besides, even when I was still alive, I was a member of the Westernization faction, how could those stubborn guys tell me this." They probably wish I had died abroad...... Although in the end, it is true. ”

Ignoring his joke that he didn't know if it was a cold joke, Ange shook his head helplessly: "There is also the long-awaited heir of the Gattuso family, the key to evolution, and the brother who serves as a stepping board......"

"If we could get into the darkness at the bottom of the Pantheon, I think we'd understand...... Or rather, it won't be long before they say it themselves, and I think they probably can't wait. Lu Shanyan replied, "By the way, but those guys from my hometown seem to have done something to the Gattuso family, although there is no movement behind them, but they want to intervene no matter how you look at it." Or maybe they want to get something back from there. ”

"You guys are really handy, you have almost all the Gattuso family figured out." Ange sincerely admired, the people of the Gattuso family might not have thought that some of the undead who came from a hundred years ago had quietly infiltrated their castle and pantheon and touched their lair.

Lu Shanyan shook his head and said: "It's not that easy, I'll say it, in the darkness at the bottom of the Pantheon, it is restricted by high-level alchemy, although it is not impossible to enter, but before finding out all the details of them, it is not a good choice to startle the snake." And that's where they really come in. ”

"Do you need to create an opportunity for you?" Ange asked, "Although you said that someone has intervened, the more mixed the water, the better it is to catch fish, right?" ”

"About this ......," Lu Shanyan said, and then suddenly, he looked at the metal wall to the side, as if he saw something outside through these high-hardness alloys.

"Ghosts." He looked back.

The ghost nodded, got up and walked to the door, unraveling the hidden magic he had just set. Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass filled the ears of all of them. At some point, a layer of mist rose on the metal wall, and then quickly condensed into ice cubes, emitting bursts of cold air.

Almost at the same time, Pompeii's panicked, mother-like voice came over the radio in the room: "It's over, Ange!" Hurry up! If you don't come back, we'll be really finished! ”

Ange was sitting up, and even if Pompeii wasn't there screaming, he realized that the situation was very bad.

It looks like an iron wall, but in fact, in addition to the high-strength steel of the nuclear submarine, in the cold, dark and endless seawater, crystal flowers like ice bloom in the dark seawater, silently spreading all over the huge black hull of the nuclear submarine. This British submarine, which came from the icy sea and sailed silently under the Mediterranean, is now encountering an unprecedented crisis.

In the unusually cold water, a huge black shadow swam in a flexible posture, and the golden light that could not be concealed poked out of the darkness, and in the distance, the black submarine's golden eyes were reflected.

He hummed an inexplicable ballad, which spread far and wide in the water, and he swung his body rhythmically as if he were dancing. Countless tentacles made of ice professed towards the nuclear submarine in front of him, gradually turning into giant dragon heads, aiming their claws and fangs at the steel monster that was raging in the deep sea.

……

The door closed, blocking the black-clad bodyguard wearing sunglasses behind him, and Caesar returned to his room with a blank face. The things in the room were naturally passive, although the little Harley was still there, but the dark passage under it had been blocked, and the thick concrete had been filled in, and the smell of undried cement filled the room.

Nominally escorted him back, but in fact, the black-clothed bodyguards who escorted him back did not leave, they stood outside the door, like door gods. The sound of their heartbeats becoming violent under the flow of dragon blood, Caesar could hear even without words, and this abnormal performance all showed that something was wrong with these guys. After all, whether it is a half-breed or an ordinary person, it is estimated that they will not wear sunglasses on the big night. And Caesar knew that this was a cover for their golden child, who had no way to extinguish it.

Caesar walked to the window and drew the curtains, and similarly, there were many black-clad bodyguards patrolling under his window. From here, the gold in the gap between their sunglasses that was about to go out of control was even more obvious.

There is no doubt that he is under house arrest, by his uncle, who professes to love his family.

Caesar was not surprised by this, knowing the family's secrets, perhaps he had no choice...... No, perhaps the family has never given itself a choice, and in their eyes, Caesar Gattuso is just one of the important parts that keep the family running.

Frost didn't answer the question he had just asked. After a long silence, Frost turned around and left without saying a word, after which a black-clad bodyguard came in and "escorted" him back. Frost himself, on the other hand, did not know where he had gone.

Back at the bedside, Caesar took off his black sweatshirt and touched his waist, he was stunned for a moment and took off the two pistols from his belt. The grips of the two Desert Eagles have six wings spread out, but the hideous appearance of the Angel Eucalyptus is the family crest of the Gattuso family. And in the ruins just now, he saw the six-winged sin angel figure on some ruined buildings.

He had asked about the meaning of this figure, after all, in the eyes of his mother, it was indeed too deviant. But the adults who answered him said that they were just cool, some said that it was a punishment on behalf of the gods, and some said that they had turned their backs on God...... And now, to him, the figure seems to have been given a new meaning: it was a betrayal of his beliefs, the true appearance of his family.

Throwing down two guns, Caesar, shirtless, sat on top of little Harley, holding a silver cross in his hand and caressing it carefully. He didn't turn on the light, but the bright light from the courtyard outside the window came in and shone on him like a lost lamb.

There are so many things that happened tonight that he couldn't adapt to the fact that he wanted to explore the truth of the family for a while, he seemed to know, but he didn't fully know, he was in the clouds, and now it's time to think about it.

He didn't doubt his mother's true identity, because he had never seen his mother's relatives, only that it was a half-blood family that had existed for a long time. Now it seems that this is not an old question.

He looked at his hands, his fair skin reflecting the light outside the window, as if it were faintly glowing in the dark room. A descendant of the Dragon King, this is an identity he dare not imagine. Although it is only a coincidence of modern technology and a miracle, it is estimated that even the historians of the Kassel Academy find such an existence extremely ridiculous.

Although dragons are divided by generations, there is no record of the birth of descendants of dragons, except for the black emperor who split himself, whether it is the records of humans or the history of dragons themselves. The dragons they call the next generation and later seem to have been bred from other primary species, which is one of the reasons why some scholars believe that there were other primary species besides the dragon king.

"Mom......" He gripped the cross tightly, just as he had grasped her hand tightly when he was a child.

In the light, the woman with beautiful blond hair chuckled and looked at him gently, even if those eyes were unusually godless and could not see anything at all, but no matter where he was, the owner of those eyes would be able to find him quickly.

"My little Caesar will definitely be a handsome cowboy who punishes adultery and eliminates evil in the future."

This is what his mother said after he learned to ride for the first time, watching him behind him, and I don't know how his mother paired punishment and evil with cowboys, but since it was his mother who said it, it must be right. So after that, he took justice as one of his life creeds, he knew that this might be strange in the eyes of outsiders, even ridiculed, but he didn't care, because it was recognized by him and his mother, and other people's evaluations didn't matter to him at all.

And now, he's really a joke...... No, maybe it has been a long time ago.

A jolt in his trouser pocket brought him back to his senses, and he flipped out his phone, frowning as he looked at the names of the people on it. It seems that the dislike of someone, even now, has no way to make him let go of it immediately.

However, he still planned to take it, after all, according to the conductor, that guy really turned his back on the family and stood on the opposite side of the family.

The phone was connected, and there was some confusion on the other side, and a man's voice came over like a little panicked: "Thank God! You've finally answered the phone! ”

“…… Contact me at this time, aren't you afraid that there will be a spy here? Caesar asked silently, although he didn't want to admit it, but when he heard the man's voice, he actually relaxed for a moment.

"Listening is a hairy, do I need other people's consent to find my son!" The man shouted dissatisfiedly, and then quickly said, "Listen to my son, I know you're confused right now and don't know who to trust." To be honest, I don't have the qualifications to say this without accompanying you, but think about your mom, what kind of person she wants you to be! ”

Caesar was stunned, obviously not expecting this guy to choose this time to talk about life with him.