"You have the power to awaken the humanity of others?" A glimmer of light flashed in Huang Tao's eyes, and after the high-dimensional see-down person said this, he remembered everything he had experienced when he was awakened by the high-dimensional see-down person.

He suddenly remembered that Bonova, who was born destined to be an angel, still had his own humanity when he was just born.

It's just that Bonova became an angel too quickly, so that Bonova didn't have time to understand what it means to be an emotionless angel.

At that time, this also directly led to Huang Tao's break with the "God of Steam and Machinery", which he believed was a way for the "God of Steam and Machinery" to control himself. Not only that, but he also believed that the gods caused his children to lose themselves.

This kind of chagrin made Huang Tao still think about his youngest son Bonova even in the process of constantly fighting against the fallen mother goddess in his own mausoleum-

Later, Huang Tao had another conjecture that made him want to compromise, that is, in fact, the "God of Steam and Machines" only wanted to make himself and his child more intimate with him by giving him more power.

After all, the "God of Steam and Machines" itself is an extraordinary person who belongs to this era to take potions and rise to become a god. In the hundreds of years in the mausoleum, Huang Tao repeatedly remembered that after learning that his child was destined to become an angel, his family, except for Bernadai, who was raised by himself, believed that this was a gift from the gods to Bonova.

Gift. Gift!

Huang Tao chewed on the word repeatedly in his heart, although the word seemed to him to be closer to a curse, but he had to admit that in this era, people did think that being favored by the gods in this way was a hard-won happiness.

Being able to become a vessel of God, a substitute of God, and a part of God is a lifelong pursuit for people in this era and for many people.

Huang Tao does not blame his family, because after he became a high-level extraordinary, he understood that the concept of this era is like this, and dedication to God is the value of human beings.

When human beings use themselves as anchors to anchor the spirits of the gods, and use this as an exchange for the protection of the gods, this is the established law of this world.

"Bonova, Bonova ......"

After hearing the words of the high-dimensional overlooker, Huang Tao once again fell into a low murmur. After a moment, he said in a deep voice to the high-dimensional downlooking person in front of him:

"I'll go talk to the 'God of Steam and Machinery'."

……

Emlyn White stood in the crimson moonlight and spoke in a deep tone:

"The Ancestors gave us oracles...... Huh, now that the state of the Ancestor is getting better and better, he has been able to communicate with the elders. In order to advance to Sequence 5 faster, I had to hunt down this Primordial Moon believer. ”

"This guy who believes in the 'Primordial Moon' is also a Sequence Six Extraordinary, just like me. Hmph, even if you believe in the evil god, you still won't have the same fundamental control over your abilities as the noble blood clan - I'm ready, and I will definitely have no problems in this operation under the favor of the mother god. ”

Emlyn White said as she drank or sprayed her body with all sorts of potions. Soon, his figure quickly disappeared, and even his breath was gone.

This is the ability of the "Potions Professor", who is able to hide their aura or enhance their abilities with the help of various potions. For them, as long as they are well prepared, then in the interval of Sequence Six, the "Potions Professor" itself is quite a powerful extraordinary.

With targeted preparation, none of the Sequence Six was able to defeat the heavily armed "Potions Professor".

Considering that while the cultists who believed in twisted gods were insane, Emlyn White knew that they still hunted for extraordinary traits that belonged to the BloodClan, and among the Bloodlines, they called cultists who had obtained extraordinary traits in this way "vampires" and were not recognized by the Bloodlines as one of them.

For them, every newborn newborn of the Blood Clan is a powerful and extraordinary person who is born into Sequence Seven, which is also the proud capital of the Blood Clan.

The long life span combined with the integrity of the heritage made Emlyn White proud of his status as a Bloodline.

In order to guard against the Moon Infidel, who is also the "Potions Professor" of Sequence 6, Emlin specially used spiritual materials to concoct the "Water of the Sun" that can be thrown out and smashed on the pagan at any time.

This liquid, concocted by the "Potions Professor", is quite counterproductive to vampires. Not to mention, in order to prevent the effect of this "Sun Water" from being weak enough, Emlyn White also made a special deal to Mr. Fool before this action, so that the Fool blessed this bottle of "Sun Water" as a killer weapon.

Of course, Mr. Fool, who was woken up in the middle of the night, gave the "Potions Professor" his truest blessings.

After Emlyn had done all the preparations, he controlled his body and swept through the dark alley to a rather cramped apartment, though not old.

Whenever she saw these apartments, Emlyn White began to sigh at the exaggeration of the speed at which Beckland was being built. In just a few months, Beckland had already built apartments for these civilians and workers, and the planning was much more compact than before.

Emlyn White couldn't even figure out how such a honeycomb-like nest could be built. In his opinion, this is not a house that people can live in at all.

"We have to go back, according to the previous investigations of the barons, this devout disciple of the 'Primordial Moon' is here. Ha, what's wrong with believing? You have to believe in the primordial moon. ”

Emlyn said sarcastically, and he walked slowly up the honeycomb-like nest. Holding the revolver he had bought with a lot of money in his arms and filled with demon hunting bullets, he took a deep breath and kicked the door open. At the moment of opening the door, Emlin jumped a few steps backwards and quickly opened the distance.

In his judgment, the six Extraordinary Beings of the Sequence of the "Primordial Moon" of this faith are likely to be out of control!

Emlyn White took a deep breath as he saw the scene in the room, his expression tinged with surprise and subtle fear—the image was so eerie that the room was covered in wriggling pieces of flesh.

In the crevices of these pieces of flesh grew dead grass and flowers that seemed to be dried in the sun, and moved with the wriggling of the pieces of flesh, as if they were part of the monster's body.

As the sound of "popping" sounded, one scarlet eyeball after another looked at Emlyn, the cultist who had lost control and mutated made a deafening sound in the posture of a piece of flesh, and the flesh on his body squirmed and swarmed towards the front.

Its form is closer to that of a worm than to a human, closer to a living, twisted sludge. It wrapped itself around Emlyn White from all sides, seemingly trying to prey on Emlyn into its body.

It's a real monster!

Hey...... This is the price of taking the extraordinary properties left behind by the noble bloodline!

Emlyn thought as he felt a cramp in his legs, and he watched as the dead grass and flowers that grew outward along the wriggling flesh rolled backwards, dodging the attack of the flesh worm.

Emlyn noticed that the dead grass and flowers embedded in the flesh were growing along the flesh, and even spreading outward on the floor tiles, turning it into a space that he was more comfortable with and more conducive to his own battles.

Is it transforming the battlefield? No, it seems to be an instinctive reaction – what does it believe? What gift did the "primordial moon" of its faith give it to make it become this ghost?

Emlyn White dodged as she backhanded several bottles of potions against dark creatures, spilling them on the flesh. The flesh melted quickly under the effects of the potion, exposing the meridians within, like withered grass roots.

After Emlyn jumped backwards a few more times, he was shocked to find that after he had delayed a little, the flesh had repaired his wounds with terrifying speed. This made Emlyn White swallow a mouthful of saliva - this recovery ability has surpassed the average Blood Baron, no, even the Blood Viscount!

As a "Crimson Scholar" of the Blood Clan, even in Sequence Five, it is the kind of recovery ability that some people can hardly imagine!

This thing can't already be sequence five, right? No, his attack power is far inferior to those viscounts I've seen......

A few thoughts quickly flashed through Emrin's mind, and he realized that his invisibility in front of the cultist, who had lost control and transformed into flesh and blood, had no effect, so he simply gave up his invisibility and poured another bottle of potion into his mouth with his backhand.

Since the grass roots that support his body have changed from bones to dead grass, the flames have a stronger effect on this monster! It can even play a decisive role!

As a dragon-like breath erupted from Emlyn White's mouth, a blazing flame stretched to the side.

These gray-red droplets of water turned the enclosed place into a sea of red fire at an incredible speed, and under the attack of the cultist who wanted to "swallow" Emlyn White, these flames immediately burned like an explosion in the cultist's "body", igniting the withered grass and dried flowers.

There is a chance...... Emlyn was overjoyed, and instead of retreating, he took out a brand new potion from his bosom and poured a blue potion on his body. Wisps of cold air quickly rose from his body, and under the effect of the cold air, he endured the flames and quickly ran towards the cultist's body.

Under the protection of the flask, the flames will only deal some damage to him that will soon recover. And with the rhizomes in his body that replaced the bones on fire, the cultist would obviously be hurt even more.

With his night vision, even from beyond the fire, Emlyn White saw the human figure in the flesh struggling to break free from it.

He could clearly see that the source of these rhizomes came from this humanoid, although this person only had an upper body left, but it was obvious that this was the source of this runaway monster!

It was like a candle, and its whole body melted inside this monster...... Emlyn thought so in his heart, but he did not delay in action at all.

He quickly took a few steps forward, took out the "water of the sun" in his arms, and sprinkled it on the monster's head.

The golden liquid dripped down dripping, and the monster's wail paused for a moment, and then the sound became more violent. Emlyn felt her scalp tingle as she looked at the runaway monster in front of her as it continued to squirm forward.

Even so, with such extreme injuries, this extraordinary person who believed in the primordial moon in front of him still did not die!

Emlyn White pulled out the revolver that had been warmed in his arms, and he held it against the head of the out-of-control extraordinary, pouring the bullets directly into the cultist's remaining body in a series of shots. Sun-like flames ignited in its skull, rendering it completely motionless.

Half of these Demon Hunting Bullets were deliberately replaced by Emlyn with bullets made from the spiritual materials of the Solar Realm, in order to be able to quickly kill this out-of-control Extraordinary with the opportunity to be promoted!

Emlyn was quite well prepared, and he didn't want to miss out on such a "hunt".

Watching the out-of-control Extraordinary in front of him completely lose his movement. The corners of Emlyn White's mouth curled slightly, and he pulled out a potion in a red bottle from his hand, and took a few steps back before twisting the potion bottle.

He threw the potion with his back down, making a "Leap of Faith" and quickly falling towards the bottom of the apartment.

With the expanding firelight, he spread a bat wing that seemed to be made of dark mist, quickly weakening the impact of his landing, and then soared into the sky.

He hadn't heard a single heartbeat in the apartment when he arrived, and the flesh and dead grass that spread through the apartment made Emlyn even more convinced.

With a violent explosion, Emlyn White stood on the roof of the house in the distance, gently pressing his hat and letting the wind blow his trench coat in the Beckland.

……

"Lack of reason still has a big impact on these children. Perhaps, the human nature and individual wisdom mentioned by the high-dimensional overlook are also a variable in the ethnic group. ”

Among the thousands of wriggling creatures, the fallen Mother Goddess, who sat in the kingdom of Mother Earth Goddess, looked at the curtain of light in front of her:

"It still needs to be adjusted...... But Emlyn White, Mr. 'Moon'. I can indeed give him a reward. ”

"He's doing a good job."

Writing and Depositing ......

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