"Failed"

Several black-robed men formed a circle, and the crystal ball flashed with none other than Penny, who had just woken up from a nightmare.

"Are you going to wake up?"

"No way, if you really want to awaken, the props left by that adult can't be unresponsive. This human is still human, and he doesn't deserve to be the prey of adults. ”

"We've teamed up to cast a spell, a legendary-level spell! If there is no awakening, how can a mere mortal break free from the legendary nightmare technique! ”

"But she just hasn't woken up!"

The quarrel intensified, and the hoods of several black-robed men fell off in excitement, revealing their faces hidden in the darkness.

Pale skin, sharp ears, scarlet eyes, sharp fangs, dry skin

It is clear that this kind of thing is not human.

"Bastard! How dare you talk to me like that, you! One of the monsters roared angrily, "I am the great Roosevelt!" ”

"Roosevelttens? It was all more than a thousand years ago, what? Do you still miss the days when you were human? ”

"Fart! I'm a Bloodline! Great, Holy Bloodline! It's the descendant of the Lord Himself! ”

"Hehe, none of the thirteen of us are the descendants of the adult's personal transformation, they are all of the same level, what are you pretending!" One of the Bloods said disdainfully, "The power that the Lord has given us is equal, you fool."

"Bastard! Do you want to go to war with me?! ”

"There's—"

"Bang!"

The bloodclan, who was becoming more and more insane, was thrown into the fist, and the impact of the head against the floor caused a hole in the ground to crack, and all the bloods were shocked by this sudden change.

"Anfield! How dare you——! ”

The Bloodline called Anfield glared at Roosevelt's constant screaming in disgust, and said, "That's enough. Roosevelttens, for the sake of your part, let me warn you. Your mental state is becoming more and more unstable, and if you don't want to be stripped of your membership in the council, I suggest you see a psychiatrist. ”

Hearing this, many blood clans burst into laughter.

They all know that Rooseveltance used to be a psychiatrist.

Rooseveltanns didn't laugh, because he knew very well that after being a psychiatrist for a long time, his mental state would be somewhat problematic. He had a lot of mental problems before he became a blood clan, and when he became a blood clan, as a long time passed, his mental problems became more serious.

Even because the body of the blood clan could not take human medicine, he had not taken medicine for more than a thousand years.

"Everyone." Anfield is clearly a bit higher among the Bloodline: "We are close to running out of life, and we all know that. So for the sake of eternal life, we should unite more than engage in quarrels here day and night. ”

"Rooseveltstein's proposal has a role, and it is impossible for ordinary people to break free from the legendary nightmare that we have unleashed together, only awakening is possible. How terrifying that guy is, it's only been more than a thousand years, you can't forget it, right? Anfield's words caused the Bloodclan to ponder, even after more than a thousand years, the blue figure still made them shudder.

Even if more than a thousand years have passed.

"Protector of Strength, perhaps?" One of the Bloodlines speculated, "Maybe she activated the power she could only have after awakening without awakening?" It's not impossible, out of all the projects, this is the closest to awakening. ”

"If that's the case, maybe a little more stimulation would be fine."

"How many relatives does she have now?"

"Fool, don't kill all day long, save this method for the end."

"What then? Engage in those stupid public opinion pressures? One of the Bloods was so angry that he said, "Do you know how much money I've lost these days?!" ”

"The pressure of public opinion is intensifying, this is indeed the best way at present, we still have more than a hundred years, even if we fail this time, there is still a chance to start again."

"Do it all over again? I lost Ben Parker a few years ago, and now because of your stupid decisions, you want me to contribute another cash cow? ”

"Idiot." Anfield was slow and reasonable, but his tone gradually became cold: "Life and money, don't you even understand the importance of these two things?" Osborne! ”

"Then why am I the only one paying? Green Goblin Gliding Weapon, Lizard Creature Plant, Rhino Heavy Mecha. And the spider mecha to the present is all done by me, the pilot is trained by me, the whole plan, from the layout to the collection of the web, I have paid countless painstaking efforts, three hundred years! It took me three hundred years! ”

"Then don't forget who cleaned up the bunch of bugs in the past three hundred years!" Anfield grabbed Osborne's neck, both sides are blood clans, but the difference in strength is obvious at this moment.

"Without us cleaning up those six swarms of bugs, what can you do to grow your business? Without our layout, where would the mecha and monsters get you to brush up your reputation? ”

As a blood clan, Osborne's blood should not be flowing, his heart should not be beating, and it is impossible for him to feel suffocated. But after being choked by Anfield, he was scared.

He felt the threat of death again, the powerlessness of mortals.

The situation was stalemate for a while, unless one of the two took the initiative to give in, otherwise it was obviously impossible for the two sides to give in. Anfield couldn't have actually killed Osborne, but he wanted Osborne to admit his mistake. Not to mention whether he will or not, once he does, Osborne's face will definitely not be able to hang up, and it will become more difficult to unite.

Although they didn't have much unity to speak of.

The call light in the secret room suddenly turned on, indicating that someone was calling them at this time.

Anfield left Osborne enough face to let go of the steps and didn't embarrass him any further. It's just that what happened next made Anfield prefer to go back and choke Osborne's neck again.

"Master, the plan has failed."

Anfield frowned slightly and asked, "Didn't you kill those drivers?" ”

"The subordinates are incompetent, and the assassins sent out have been killed!"

"Including magicians?"

"Yes"

Anfield's face was still calm, but some of his descendants had died, even if the magician was very precious and rare, as long as the sacrifice could be completed, everything was worth it.

But the next words made Anfield uncontrollable.

"Master, the beasts of the No. 3 underground world are rampage, and they are marching towards the surface world at this time!"

(End of chapter)