Tonight, the Bonaparte family's Iris estate is very lively.

There was a constant stream of guests.

There are Gallic chickens for the local magnates gate valves.

But more often than not, ancient aristocrats and capitals from all over the world and Europe.

To these uninvited guests, the Bonapartes showed a broad mind and were not annoyed by their uninvited arrivals.

Many of the more than 100 guests came from ancient families comparable to the Bonapartes.

Even.

Some were ancient forces that the Bonapartes could not provoke.

How to arrange them becomes a very important question.

With so many people, you can't just hang there, right?

But it's also unrealistic to receive them one by one.

Let's not talk about how much energy it takes to consume so many people. Let's just say that with so many forces, who they receive first and who they receive later, are all things that may offend people.

The Bonaparte family has developed to the present day, and although it has offended many people, it has made more friends.

For this reason, the Bonaparte family had to hold a small dinner party on the spot to cope with the uninvited guests.

Because the current head of the Bonaparte family, Alan Bonaparte, is taking pills, it is certainly impossible. So in charge of receiving the guests was Porter Napoleon, the heir to the Bonaparte family.

Potter said he was the heir, but he was also in his fifties.

He also had an older brother who died six years ago.

At the banquet.

The palace is resplendent in gold.

Huge all-natural crystal lamps refracted soft light to every corner of the banquet, bringing light to the spacious hall. Reflected on the golden ornaments, it reflects the brilliant gold of wealth and glory.

More than a hundred people enjoyed a sumptuous dinner prepared by the Bonaparte family in the spacious hall, with fine wine at high prices.

Next to my ears is the gentle and elegant sound of the piano.

At the foot is a handmade wool blanket from the Middle East.

However, all of this does not attract these guests.

They gather in twos and threes, mostly discussing the same thing.

"I heard that the head of the Bonaparte family doesn't have much time left, and I don't know if this news is true."

"Yes, this matter is not a secret, as early as half a year ago, the Bonaparte family was carrying out the handover ceremony of the heir, and many properties have been handed over to the heirs to take care of."

"I met the head of the Bonaparte house three months ago, and the situation was really very bad. His body was so thin that he could barely see the flesh, like a skeleton in human skin, his eyes were dull and his hair was almost gone. It's hard to imagine what kind of pain it is. If I were like this in the future, I would prefer to leave this world sooner. ”

"The condition of the head of the Bonaparte house was of bodily failure, like a machine about to be scrapped. Replacing parts without damaging the machine and getting it back in running condition is not something that modern technology can do. ”

"Shhh

"What's wrong with them, they look ordinary."

"Stupid, they're not ordinary, did you notice the logo on their cuffs?"

"That's ........ An oak tree that grows in a cross, they are Anglican people on whom the sun never sets. ”

"Hey, the sun never sets on the Anglican Church, they're here too."

"Be quiet, I've heard that there are mysterious wizards in the Episcopal Church, I don't know if it's true."

Not far away.

Two representatives of the Anglican Communion stood by the window, their eyes sweeping over the many guests in the living room.

One male, one female.

The man was dressed in a white suit and was about thirty years old.

His appearance is not handsome, but his face is resolute, and his blue eyes are like the deep sea, which has a special magic.

Suits and leather shoes don't look like church people at all.

The woman was dressed in a purple evening gown and was also about thirty years old.

She was graceful and had long, wavy chestnut hair.

Graceful and luxurious, enchanting and charming.

This completely different temperament is perfectly unified in her, making her both like a goddess from heaven and a succubus from hell.

A smile and a smile are all eye-catching.

"What do you think?"

The beauty smiled at the corner of her lips and said softly.

"It's hard to say."

The man's brows furrowed, and a pair of blue eyes as deep as the sea flashed with surging white light, as if he had seen through the wall and seen the infinite space.

"Oh, it's hard to say?"

"That's not the Scythe of Death's style of speaking."

The corners of the beauty's lips curled slightly, and she teased with a smile.

The Scythe of Death, the most feared warrior of the Anglican Inquisition. Anyone who is targeted by the scythe of death has never been able to survive without a single escape.

Not a single one.

It was with his unparalleled record of zero defeats that he won the title of the Scythe of Death.

It means the scythe of death, the god of death that can harvest all life.

As for the name, it doesn't matter to them anymore.

Because from the day they joined the Anglican Church, they no longer needed a name. At different times, in different places, they will be arranged with different names until the moment when they need to make a move.

The Reaper's Scythe didn't respond immediately.

The Episcopal Church also participated in the fair and received two Enhancement Pills.

The person who takes it is the sickle of death.

After a brief silence, the Scythe of Death whispered.

"The elixir of the author is very strong, but the situation of the head of the Bonaparte family is too bad. Last year he had begged our Episcopal Church to renew his life, but his body was now like a drained reservoir, and it was no longer a problem that could be solved by holy arts and magic. To prolong his life, it almost takes reshaping the flesh. ”

Speaking of this, the Death Scythe shook his head slightly.

Since ancient times, there have been only a handful of saints who have been able to reshape the realm of the physical body.

Not to mention that there are no saints in the Anglican Church, and even if there were, it would be impossible to ask the saints to reshape his body for the sake of the head of the Bonaparte family.

"I've heard about it."

"I didn't expect them to also participate in the auction of Jiaoren, and they also secretly took the lead in creating such a big formation as the Star Alliance."

"At this trade fair, the author only auctioned three longevity-prolonging elixirs, and the other two have been sent to the institute by the United States and Russia for analysis, and no one has the opportunity to enjoy them. The one in the hands of the head of the Bonaparte family is the only one circulating on the market, and it is no wonder that so many people want to know about the situation. ”

The beauty's beautiful eyes are like a bright moon, projected onto the many guests in the hall.

Since ancient times, who has not been in awe of death.

"You have taken the Strengthening Pill, and you know the effect of the Jiaoren Pill. Do you think longevity pills will be effective? ”

The beauty's bright eyes turned sideways, revealing a curious look.

The Scythe of Death pondered.

"Maybe there is, maybe not."

"Although the Enhancement Pill has an effect, it is not a rare thing. We in the Anglican Church have similar means, but prolonging life, reshaping the body, and rejuvenating people are things that only the gods can do. ”

The beauty was silent.

Extend life and reshape your body.

This is indeed the power of the gods.

But the author has already appeared, and there may not be no ancient gods behind him.

The Anglican Church has some secret documents about the ancient gods that have not been made public. There are many records in it, and many of them are called gods.

And those beings that exist are all creatures that the Anglican Church has confirmed and determined to exist.

At least it once existed.

Thinking of the unpredictability of the Sea God Kingdom, the beauty changed the topic and pondered: "The Vatican seems to have found clues to angels recently, is it possible that they have found the trace of Yin Dianyuan." ”

Yin Dianyuan, according to the Bible, the Old Testament, and the Book of Genesis.

Jehovah created the human ancestor, Adam the man, in his own image, and created the woman Eve from one of Adam's ribs, and placed the man and woman in the Garden of Yindian.

There are many legends about Yindian Garden, and it is a well-known story in the West.

But few people know that Yin Dianyuan really exists!

Even fewer people know where Yin Dianyuan is hidden.

The Anglican Church is in the same vein as the Vatican, and its understanding of Yin Dianyuan is no worse than that of the Vatican.

Three months ago, Father Roland's plea for help caused a sensation in the world, and the whole Christian world was shaken.

Angel!

God's Messenger.

He is also the gatekeeper of heaven.

The discovery of angels, even the remains of angels, is a very important thing.

Because once the existence of angels is established, the existence of God can almost be proved.

This is a great deal for all the denominations of the Christian system.

Therefore, as soon as the news appeared, the major sects were already preparing and acting. The same is true of the Anglican Church, they have sent some people, and also hired some people, to go to the land of the sea god to find clues to the angelic relics.

However, compared to the angelic relics, there is another problem that they are most concerned about.

Yin Dianyuan!

Heaven!

It's just that it's not easy to find Yin Dianyuan and Heaven, there have been many sages who have searched for it since ancient times, but no one has ever really found a trace of Yin Dianyuan and Heaven.

Angels are important clues.

If you find an angel, you may find Yindian Garden.

Angels are the most important clue and one of the important reasons why the major sects are so concerned.

"There is this statement, but we have not found any movement in the Vatican. If they really found the clues of the angels, they couldn't have been so calm. Maybe it's just fake news, or maybe they haven't confirmed the truth of the news themselves. ”

The Scythe of Death shook his head slightly.

Angels are the big thing.

Something far more important than anything else.

If the Vatican does find a clue to the angel, the Anglican Church will definitely pay attention.

While the two were talking, a powerful voice came from the corridor inside the living room.

"Hahaha, it's such an honor that a bad old man of mine can alarm so many old friends."

With a hearty laugh, I saw someone pushing a wheelchair out of the rear.

The man in the wheelchair was somewhat emaciated, but his limbs were able-bodied. He has gray hair, obvious crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and looks like he is in his fifties.

The man's warm gaze swept over the people in the living room, and his old face was full of joy.

The man who came was none other than Alan Bonaparte!

The current head of the Bonaparte family.

The moment he appeared, the living room was silent.

The people were stunned and looked at the head of the Allen family who was pushed out by the maid in shock.

All of them had seen Alan.

In their impressions, Eren is almost a skinny skeleton, and this Eren in front of them!

Don't say they are in their eighties, even if they are fifty, they believe it.

"God, it's really Mr. Allen."

"Definitely, yes, I met Mr. Allen when I was a kid. About twenty-five years ago, Mr. Allen was about the same as he is now. ”

"This is the effect of the longevity pill, the elixir from Xuguo, the effect is too exaggerated, where is this longevity for twenty years, and thirty years for thirty years."

"Yes, it's incredible."

People were dumbfounded, and their eyes flashed with strange colors.

At their level, money is meaningless.

It's not pretending.

Rather, it is because their wealth, which is simply consumed according to normal luxury, is no longer able to be spent.

Luxury cars.

Villa.

Belle.

Luxury.

How much they want, a million, three million a day, is far less than their daily income.

Once people have money to spend, their pursuits will change.

And no matter what kind of rich and powerful people are, there is one thing that makes them have the same obsession and pursuit.

Life!

Life is priceless.

They are willing to trade time at any cost.

Just like the head of the Allen family, he needs to spend millions of dollars every day to survive.

No one wants to die, especially the wealthy.

But since ancient times, not to mention the rich and powerful, even if they are the masters of a country and emperors through the ages, how can they be immortal and immortal.

It is also because of this that even if many research institutes that study immortality do not bring profits, there are still many rich people who are willing to spend money in them.

Billion.

Billion.

Or even 100 billion.

It's nothing.

What they are looking for is a 1 in 100 million possibility.

What if it does come to fruition?

And now, they see true immortality!

Alan came to the center of the ballroom.

He stood up with his arms in his arms, trembling.

Seeing this, the maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Alan held the maid with one hand and pressed her trembling legs with the other, and staggered two steps with her bent over. Then I couldn't do it anymore and collapsed in my wheelchair again.

The walk failed, but Alan was not discouraged at all, and laughed like a child.

"Let everyone laugh, the old man has been paralyzed for decades, and now he has a pair of complete legs but he doesn't know how to use them."

Allen's self-deprecation did not attract ridicule from everyone, some were only envious and shocked.

Who doesn't know that the head of the Allen family lost his legs in a car accident in his thirties.

Now he has not only regained his youth, but also gained a complete body!

God, this is definitely a miracle that only God can perform.

"May God bless you."

An old friend of Allen's stepped forward and excitedly gave him a hug.

It was an old man with gray hair and an old man.

He is eighty-two years old, Allen's cousin, and the famous earl on which the sun never sets, and the family business is not to be underestimated.

At his age, there was nothing more exciting for him than seeing someone regain his youth.

Of course, if this was him, he would be even more excited.

Alan smiled: "Thank you for the elixir from the friend that made me feel the power of youth again. ”

"I also hope that my dear cousin will get what he wants."

After calming his emotional cousin, Alan took a glass of wine from the maid's hand, held it high, and said with emotion: "Thank you gentlemen and ladies for coming. ”

"I, Alan Bonaparte, pay tribute to you on behalf of the Bonaparte family."

"The first glass of wine, toast the mysterious ancient country, protected by the sun, and control the country of the sun of the Jiao and the dragons."

"Thank you to him for giving me back my youth."

Everyone raised their glasses and said excitedly: "Respect the country of the sun." ”

Tonight was destined to be a night of great significance for the Bonapartes.

Even for the whole of Europe, it will be a sleepless night.

The head of the Bonaparte family, old Allen, had regained his youth and obtained a pair of healthy legs, and the news had spread before the dinner was over.

And in a very short time it spread to almost the entire European high society.

The longevity pill is real.

The severed limb rebirth pill is also true.

The author did not make any false claims about the effect of the elixir, and was even very modest.

After taking the elixir, Old Allen was not only twenty years younger, but also thirty years old.

The news is shocking and exciting.

Phoenix!

This is a temptation that the powerful cannot refuse.

Tonight, the whole of Europe was boiling over it.

The sun never sets.

The King of Sunset, who was already over sixty years old, was stunned and shocked.

"Old Allen not only got a pair of sound legs, but also thirty years younger?"

"Yes, this is the news that the Bonaparte family has released on its own initiative, and many people have seen it with their own eyes. This is a picture of old Allen that we get now, and it is also a message that the Bonaparte family deliberately released. ”

The housekeeper took out the tablet and clicked on the photo.

"God, this is really old Allen!"

The sun never sets, the current king's eyes almost popped out in shock.

He had met Alan Sr. three years ago.

Old Allen then compared to now.......

His Majesty shook his head, his eyes full of wonder and shock.

The effect is so astounding.

"How long is it until the next trade fair?"

The king changed the subject abruptly, and his voice was full of eagerness.

He is now in his sixties and is usually well maintained. But at his age, he still inevitably feels that his body is weakening day by day, and his energy is getting worse day by day.

Sometimes, he wonders how long he will live.

What will happen in the days ahead.

But now that he saw the change in old Allen, His Majesty the King had a little longing.

Old Allen can, why can't he be.

If I can be thirty years younger, no, no, no, even if it's just twenty.

Perhaps it can lead the sun to glory again, and even get rid of the restrictions of the American Federation.

His Majesty's eyes flickered, full of hope for the future.

"Thirty-nine days to go."

"Thirty-nine days, how many supplies can we raise in thirty-nine days and transport them to the realm of the sea god."

His Majesty the King asked with a frown.

Thirty-nine days, time is too short.

The sun never sets, and the Poseidon Kingdom spans almost halfway around the world.

If you want to reach Mermaid Bay in the land of the sea god from the sun never sets, thirty-nine days is not even enough.

However, in the current economic globalization, there is nothing that cannot be solved by money. His Majesty was not so stupid as to deliver supplies from sunset, which would be too time-consuming.

And when the sun never sets, His Majesty the King was greatly moved, the news swept through Europe like a whirlwind, and spread from Europe to the rest of the world!

The first wave of storms brought about by the birth of Asahi has begun.