Since Line 13 has just opened, there are few people in the subway station, so it is still very clean. A gray figure walked slowly down the stairs, he suddenly stopped, and in front of him was a middle-aged man in a black trench coat who slowly raised his head to look at him.

He glanced casually, continued to walk down with an indifferent expression, the middle-aged man disappeared, and the gray-clothed man looked at the empty surroundings and looked up at the monitors that had no light at all. The monitors are all turned off.

He shook his head. The corners of his mouth raised a contemptuous and boring smile, and the figure quickly turned around, lifting the middle-aged man behind him.

The middle-aged man's snow-white face, his green eyes flashed with a cold dead light, his mouth was open, and his sharp teeth were shining silver. He wanted to take a bite on the gray man's neck, but who would, the gray man said, "It's unfortunate that you met me, although I am not a vampire hunter, but I am more cruel than a vampire hunter." ”

The figure in gray lifted it and punched the vampire in the face, his fist seemingly turning into red-hot steel. With a pop, the vampire's head was pierced by the man in gray, and the vampire quickly incinerated and turned to white ashes.

The man in gray stood quietly, his hand returning to its original shape.

A round of applause rang out behind him. He turned, and the grayman's sensitive senses told him that the people were coming faster than the vampires, and that it was difficult for anyone but his people to do it. He turned.

An old man in a crisp suit stood at the staircase, looking at him with appreciative eyes, his palms flapping naturally. The old man's face was serene, his complexion was ruddy, and he had an expression that was not angry and arrogant, and he was carefree. The contours of his face are as hard as iron, his long silver-white hair is neatly combed, and he is holding a silver cane in his hand.

The man in gray looked surprised, shook his head and said, "Why are you here?" ”

The old man frowned and said, "Why, after coming out for a long time, even Dad won't call anymore." ”

The gray-clothed man's face flushed slightly, "Dad." ”

The old man nodded, "Don't look for it anymore, we don't have the longevity of vampires, I'm going to die soon, you can go back with me, I still have a bigger mission to hand over to you, don't blame yourself for the past, so many years of experience, I can't let you understand, you are our new king, and that person is a coward for a lifetime, we need you, son, don't run away anymore, go back with me?"

The man in gray shook his head and said, "I didn't go to the last place." There's one last step. ”

The old man nodded, "You are still like me when I was young, and you will not give up until you achieve your goal." If you really feel that you have to find him before you can be at ease, then go ahead and I'll give you another month. ”

The old man turned around slowly,

The man in gray said, "Father, I heard about the Book of the Black Undead, and I want to know what this book does. ”

The old man's body seemed to be violently frightened, the man in gray moved up quickly, and held the old man up, the old man's face was a little weak, without the slightest blood, he stood by himself and looked at the man in gray, "Speaking of this book, if you want to talk about the first holy war between vampires and hunters and primordial spirit hosts, you come with me." ”

The two walked out of the subway station and came to the ground, the night was already very dark, there was no one around, the dim street lamp, the old man looked up at the distant sky, "You have been walking like a human for so many years, and our ability has deteriorated." After speaking, the old man took off his suit and held it in his hand.

A pair of huge white wings slowly spread out behind his back. White feathers, flashing with the holiness of the top of the clouds, a pair of wings slowly waving behind him The old man slowly rose like an angel, the old man shouted, and quickly flew into the sky, in mid-air, to the gray-clothed man, you want to know this question, chase me and say. “

The old man quickly scurried up, crossed the tall building, and walked away in the wind. The man in gray took off his gray coat, and behind his back was a pair of huge white wings, which were even more dazzling than the old man's. The man in gray jumped up, like a white flowing cloud, and quickly chased after him.

The two of them quickly left the Oriental Shendu and flew towards the northwest, the speed of the two was very fast, and they reached the top of a mountain, the old man flew down to the peak, gathered his wings, put on a suit, and breathed strongly, he looked at the vast world around him,

The man in gray put on his clothes early and came to the old man's side,

The old man smiled with satisfaction. "It turns out that you haven't forgotten to fly. I'm completely old and can't fly anymore. ”

The man in gray said: "Who said that you are old, in my eyes, you are still the king of the flying sky, the god of the sun, auspicious clouds and birds." ”

A hint of pride flashed on the old man's face, and he patted the gray-clothed man on the shoulder and said, "I really don't dare to mention it." It's really old. Since you want to know the secrets of the Black Book of the Dead, then I will tell you. ”

The old man looked to the far east, "When I was young, I liked to watch the sunrise from the top of Mount Everest and feel the boundless sea of clouds. Then it seemed that the heavens and the earth were under your feet. ”

The old man came back to his senses from the nostalgia of the past. "The Book of the Black Dead, the vampires say it is their holy relic, but it's not entirely true, this book is a holy relic of all mysterious races, in the words of legend, this book records the past, present, and future of all our races, this book was born when humans did not exist, when the earth was ruled by a very powerful race. ”

The man in gray interrupted, "Is it a vampire?"

The old man shook his head, "At that time, they were more powerful than vampires, they can be said to be the ancestors of all our races, because all of our races come from this powerful race, and the legends about them are becoming less and less now, I only know a little bit, this race has a divine power comparable to nature." Flying freely, changing omnipotently, immortality, ascending to heaven and earth, controlling wind, rain, thunder and lightning, manipulating water, fire, gold and earth, and resurrecting from the dead, their ability is enough to live forever with the sun and the moon.

We can describe them in one word, they are God.

But just when the Protoss was at its peak, the Grim Reaper appeared, and he appeared with jealousy, he couldn't get used to seeing the people of the Protoss possessing such great power. He gave the Protoss an item.

The man in gray said, "It's the Book of the Black Dead." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "At that time, it was just a piece of black iron, and the gift that the god of death brought to the gods was just a piece of black iron, and this piece of black iron implied unpredictable dark power, greed, violence, **, death, ambition, all people's senses were expanding, and no one could get rid of the control of this black body." This piece of black iron creates demons for everyone.

The Protoss began to be in disarray. Countless people have become demons, the original equality has been abolished, and people have begun to seek power and the rights brought by war.

War after war turned the sun and the moon upside down, the people of the Protoss became fewer and fewer, the curse in the black iron became heavier and heavier, and the darkness engulfed the whole world. The Savior is forever desolate, and no one knows when this catastrophe will end, and the end will come at last,

The ability of the Protoss was slowly absorbed by the black iron, and finally the divine power of the Protoss completely dissipated, they had no power to fly, no immortality, no rebirth and transformation, and the gods became humans.

But that piece of black iron became as greedy as man, his endless sucker of the souls of the undead. The ground is already full of white bones, the black clouds in the canopy are boundless, the rolling magma, the sea water, the whole world, it seems to be nothing, only the depths of the earth can be suitable for the Protoss to live.

The Grim Reaper reappeared, and he summoned all the living Protoss, and the Protoss prayed for the forgiveness of the Reaper, who needed everyone to exchange for their most precious things. Then he asked them to make a pact of eternal slavery, and he was willing to reward them with the ability and opportunity to live.

Many people choose to give up the reward of death and go back to the earth.

A small number of people really can't survive such pain, and they accept the conditions of death. Willing to be a slave to death. The Grim Reaper burned all the contracts he had made with them on the black iron.

The Grim Reaper turned Black Iron into the Black Book of the Dead, and he wants all who become his slaves to endure the torment of generations. He inscribed countless terrible spells all on the Book of the Black Dead. He wants to perpetuate their suffering. He wants the world to belong to him forever.

In the end, the Grim Reaper changed the world.

Some of them were drained of their souls and became the first generation of vampires. Monsters without souls need blood to survive and endure eternal loneliness and loneliness.

Some people are sent to the bottom of the sea to become mermaids, and even though they have unparalleled beauty, they only have a short life. Can only survive in the water.

Some people are pressed to the sky with wings and have the freedom of birds, but they suffer from the pain of feathers piercing their bodies like needles.

And those who went underground, they gave up the mercy of death, but they gained eternal dignity, and although they lived a miserable life, they slowly regained the power of the gods. And then they changed the world again. Civilization was established, and they remained in the light forever, while we were forever wrapped in darkness and lived lowly.

The man in gray trembled, he clenched his fists very tightly, and gritted his teeth to the fact that we are a race cursed by death, and all mysterious races are cursed by death.

The old man smiled: "It's just a legend. What kind of secrets the Black Book of the Undead still carry, we will only know when we find it. ”

The man in gray said: "If I destroy the Book of the Black Dead, will all curses disappear?" Will we be the same as humans. ”

The old man silently stared at the phantom shadow of the distant mountain and fell into deep thought.

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