Chapter 63: The Blood of Gold
About two hundred years ago.
During the Texas Revolutionary War, there was a battle that was small and unsuccessful, but it was remembered by many and is still a household name in Texas today.
200 Texas militiamen, facing a Mexican army of more than 3,000 people, fought to the last moment, the last man.
This hot spring-style battle is known as the Battle of the Alamo.
As you can imagine, this is a battle full of tragedy.
Those 200 unyielding, unyielding, and unafraid of death became 200 unyielding souls.
The aura they unleash when they are born attracts a Hell Lord who is very keen to walk the earth and collect souls.
And not far from the Alamo Fortress, there is also a person who has some preference or curiosity for souls, but he is not interested in any indomitable souls, but because of the people around him, he is more inclined to rescue those souls who have died in grievances and misfortunes but are still unable to enter heaven, and at the same time are full of anger and unwillingness.
The latter built a "soul town".
When the Hell Lord had collected all the souls on the battlefield, it was no surprise that he discovered the town.
Perhaps because of the particularity of the latter, the soul he rescued also underwent some unknown changes.
For the Hell Lord, it was the best quality human soul he had ever seen, not one of them.
So, the two sides naturally clashed.
Ultimately.
The Lords of Hell knelt before the latter, vowing never to set foot on the land again.
There were two witnesses, a brother and sister twins with blood-red hair.
More than a hundred years later, about fifty years ago.
Hawke's family takes a photo of their youngest daughter, who has unfortunately passed away, and embarks on a journey to fulfill her last wish.
As they pass through San Antonio (near the Alamo area), they stumble upon a vampire who has betrayed New Friendship.
The seven members of the Hawker family are almost drained of their blood, and those who are simply sucked will only die, not become vampires.
At the last moment, Red saved them with his own blood.
More than a decade later, the man left with his wife.
Almost before and after the foot time, John Hawke began to dream frequently.
In the dream, he went back to the time when he and his sister played together carefree all day.
A few days later, he met an old gentleman.
Whether John is a vampire or not, he is willing to believe that his sister can come back.
After signing the contract, he got his wish.
However, only seven days later, his sister was taken away by the old gentleman, along with the future soul ownership of a family of seven vampires.
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Let's not tell the previous story.
John's story, from the beginning, made Ryan smell a strong routine.
In his previous life, and in this life, he has lost his relatives. But neither he nor Ryan in the past would believe in this routine.
In the past, he was a very staunch materialist warrior, and in the past, under the subtle education and guidance of his parents, Ryan also had a heart that believed in the modern science of the earth.
Maybe it's because John became a legendary vampire that he believes in this kind of thing?
Or is it that the religious beliefs and ideas of these lands are so deeply rooted that the demons who come up on their own initiative are more acceptable when God is not paying attention?
At the moment, there is no evidence to suggest whether the Hawkers fell into Mephisto's trap from the very beginning.
However, Ryan has serious suspicions that even John's sister's illness was single-handedly promoted by Mephisto.
For a long-established Hell Lord, two hundred years is nothing at all, and the layout fifty years in advance is also reasonable.
He may not have known that Ryan's father would leave, but that didn't stop him from dropping his pawn here, and then silently waiting for the time to come in an unknown number of years.
Mephisto was lucky.
In other words, his continuous efforts have yielded the same fruits as luck after accumulating again and again.
Ryan thought for a moment and said to John, "Your sister's soul should be fine for now. ”
John didn't react.
Ryan frowned.
"I think this result is completely acceptable."
John looked up, his expression visibly surprised by Ryan's words, and then, disappointment for his friend gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Since she's okay for now, the only thing you have to do is work hard to improve yourself until one day you have enough strength to take her back from Mephisto's hands. Is there a problem? Ryan looked him straight in the eye.
Red nodded beside him, "Ryan is right. John, Sophia's soul must still be in Mephisto's hands, you still have a chance! ”
John looked at the two of them with a stunned look in his eyes, his undulating brow indicating his equally turbulent mood.
Ryan's pupils shone brightly with a ring of gold: "Mephisto is indeed very strong, and the strength he showed just now may not be as good as one ten-thousandth of what he showed in the Hell Dimension." ”
John opened his mouth slightly in shock, and Red also looked at Ryan in amazement.
"But, John, you have to remember that a long time ago, he was already at the level he is now. This means that he has almost reached his limit. And you, you can't even see where your ceiling is. ”
"Yes...... But I'm just a vampire, and the ceiling of a vampire ......"
"The current upper limit visible to vampires is Dracula, in fact, Varna, he is almost the peak strength under the ancient gods, and he will not be worse than Mephisto."
As soon as John grasped Ryan's hand, his breathing became so rapid that his voice trembled slightly: "Ryan, what should I do?" ”
Ryan didn't hesitate to give the answer.
"Come with me!" With that, he turned to look at Red.
Red was stunned: "Do I want it too?" ”
"Yes, uncle."
"But I'm used to it......"
"Habits can be formed and they can be changed." Ryan paused for a moment, then added, "You know the world is about to change. ”
It's a statement, not a question.
Red met Ryan's serious gaze, his eyes twitching slightly.
After a while, he sighed: "Yes, I found out. S.H.I.E.L.D. intelligence is doing a decent job, and the more I see, the more it feels like the world is similar to when it was about to change dramatically. ”
"Whenever there is a great change, there will be a great chaos. New Friendship is not exempt, and so are we. ”
Ryan was calm, but perhaps that was what made Red feel even more weird
"Seriously, Ryan, the tone of your voice now reminds me of your grandfather."
"Huh?"
"Whenever he's ready to do those 'big things,' he speaks to his subordinates."
Red squinted at him, his eyebrows raised, "You don't want to dream of world domination, do you?" I tell you, this idea is extremely ridiculous, from ancient times to the present day......"
"Alright." Ryan interrupted and sighed softly, "I've never thought of it that way. ”
"And what do you want to do?"
"Growth, and self-preservation."
Red was stunned, "Really? ”
"Yes." Ryan nodded without hesitation: "Uncle, you may not know that the enemies that may appear in the future will be stronger than Mephisto in the Hell Dimension, and his strength will not be weakened in the slightest, and even, there will be more than one." We will be affected in all directions, as all souls here have been, and perhaps we will be silent...... Death. ”
Red and John were stunned at the same time.
"You, one is my only remaining relative in this world, and the other is my best friend, I don't need to cheat. What I want to do is to do my best to take the initiative in everything that may happen in the future. ”
For a moment, Red shook his head slightly.
"It's hard."
Ryan chuckled, "Then rise to the challenge." ”
"I can!" John's words were sonorous, and he looked at Ryan with a determined gaze: "I will do what you say." ”
Wren patted his head and said with emotion: "I also persuaded you before, why didn't you look like you are now?" ”
"I just feel like Ryan is better than us."
Red gave him a blank look: "Do you know how good I am?" ”
As Varna's son, a second-generation vampire, Red couldn't be weak, so he didn't make a move, just because he saw that Ryan had already made a move in advance.
Of course, there is still a gap between him and Mephisto.
However, John still said confidently: "I don't know, because you haven't done anything except go to work all along, but you know what Ryan has done in the past month, so I believe Ryan more!" ”
Red can't argue with that, because he's really homely and has very little desire.
"Well, kids, I know you're all very motivated and willing to work tirelessly for your ideals, and as an old fellow, I'm certainly willing to help you achieve your goals, but ......" he looked at Ryan and said, "I don't ask why you were so categorical about the future projections, but your idea is, just a few of us?" ”
Ryan smiled.
"John was right, I've done a lot of things in the past month. Come with me to Russia tomorrow to see? ”
"Okay, but until then, I think it's time to give you what your father left behind."
Ryan's expression was slightly solemn when he heard this.
I saw that Red suddenly spread his arms, and a pair of huge bat wings suddenly spread out behind him.
With a five-meter-long wingspan, the crimson bones support the black wing membrane, and the red lines of the bat's wings are full of pure blood light.
Suddenly, he disappeared in place as if teleporting, appearing directly above the center of the circular square.
A huge full moon sets off a black silhouette full of legends.
The next moment, Red pointed his arm downward, and a pillar of blood-red light fell instantly.
The square trembled, cracks spread, and the slabs crumbled and fell downwards mixed with the soil.
Soon, a bottomless pit like a black hole appeared in front of Lane's eyes.
Red's figure turned, and the bat's wings retracted and rushed into it.
After a while, he flew out, holding a hollowed-out silver ball in his hand.
Inside the ball, the golden light is dazzling and continues to bloom.
Red solemnly handed it over to Ryan.
"It's his blood, and it's the future of all souls in town."
At this moment, Ryan seemed to hear the entire town whispering in his ear full of anticipation.