Barbro and Claire soon woke up after completing the civilization candidate binding, and as the biopod quietly slid open, the cuddled dog man and woman crawled out of the dormant fluid in a suspicious way.

Andre, who was staying here, was very gentlemanly and handed the two of them the bath towel that had been prepared a long time ago with the logo of a daily necessities manufacturing company in Eden, and asked them to wrap themselves and sit on the pure white steps next to them to think about their lives that had just been completely changed.

André, the most famous poet of Nordtov and a self-proclaimed explorer, has pen and paper ready.

He knew that he would definitely get first-hand information about the Golden Age from Pablo and Claire, and although he had heard a lot of shocking things from Murphy before, it was obviously more convincing to see it in person now.

"So, what exactly do you see?"

Andre waited for several minutes and didn't see the two usually noisy guys speak, so he took the initiative to ask.

This question brought the two of them back to their souls, and Pablo opened his mouth, and his evil face was full of an expression of reshaping three views, and he was about to open his mouth when he heard Claire beside him rub her eyebrows and ask:

"What about Murphy and Tracey? Why don't you see them? ”

"Well, they went to the upper floors to solve some 'personal problems.'"

Andrei hid a bit of an embarrassing detail from his friend.

Just now he had clearly seen Murphy, who was usually a gentleman, kissing Lady Triss in a rather direct way, and the latter seemed to be accustomed to this kind of suddenness, and the two of them kissed and left, without even guessing what they were doing.

In this regard, Andrei could only comment that the governor of the Translancians really had a hidden temper of the Translantian barbarians.

It's all so straightforward, and it's clearly in line with some of the damn stereotypes outsiders have about that hellish place in Transnesia.

The pirate vampires were so distracted that they didn't bother to think about the details, and in the face of Andrei's inquiry, Pablo organized his words and then irritated himself with his cool skull-embellished pipe and lit it.

In the smoke and smoke, he said in a dumb voice:

"We have seen the destruction of Eden, the end of the Golden Age, and the collapse of the Creator's divine blueprint, and Archduke Charlemagne's bloody memories have recorded almost the entire process of that terrible event.

I finally understood why Murphy used the word 'original sin' to describe that the other day.

If those memories are true, then it definitely makes sense that the whole world is disgusted with vampires, and even I, a heinous pirate, feel so dirty and evil because of those sins of a thousand years ago, I think I must be crazy, or Murphy used that evil instrument to quietly change my mind and turn me into a pirate saint.

But the fact is that our ancestors strangled a new world that had not yet been born in the swaddling clothes of civilization with their own hands."

"And he destroyed the blueprint left by the creator to this world, and all hope for good things was completely cut off at that time, and the future of this world was dead in the past, and it was the vampires who murdered it with their own hands."

The first mate Claire, who used to be very arrogant, behaved like a nervous sad literary girl at this moment, and she snatched the pipe from Pablo's hand and took a hard puff, which relaxed her tense nerves a little.

Looking at Andre, who was struggling to record this scene, she said:

"We also saw that at the time of that apocalypse, our Grand Duke Charlemagne, on the orders of Lord Pa Ying, fought against the leader of the goatmen, Widia, in a sacred place called the 'Old God's Prison', and blasted that evil goatman into the abyss of despair with a ferocious bullet before everything was buried by the heavenly fire that fell from the sky.

But this Wedia.

Could it be the 'King of Ten Thousand Curses' in the legend of the goatmen?

In our ancient memories, we see that it is only a powerful goatman sorcerer, a flesh and blood creature that bleeds even if it is hit, not a legendary god. ”

"This may be because Vidia was indeed a mortal before she fell into the cage of the Old Gods, but the cunning leader of the goatmen prepared in advance, and took advantage of the best opportunity of the collapse of Eden to finally take a crucial step in his plan to seek power.

Eden was ruined, the Golden Age was over, but it was given the coveted crown of the gods, at the cost of being sealed in the cage of the old gods for more than a thousand years. ”

Murphy's voice rang out from outside the creature room, causing the three vampires inside to look back at the same time to see Murphy, dressed in a loose robe, walking in with an old book in his hand.

The book is rather shabby, but it contains a majesty and power that is impossible to ignore.

"This is the Book of Mantras!

The legendary belongings of the King of Ten Thousand Spells, the legendary treasure of the goatmen, Triss commented that the various knowledge recorded in it is indeed worthy of the number one treasure, but the problem is that Triss has also confirmed that Vidia, the king of Ten Thousand Curses who is in the cage at this time, can get in touch with the outside world through this book.

Like the Lord of Darkness who has been seeking to escape from his cage, and the Nightmare Tyrant who has been sealed under the Great Earth Palace of Bafengt. ”

Murphy lifted the book in his hand and explained:

"Vidia used to show kindness to Tracey through this book, so the question now arises, should we give this book back to the goatmen so that they can find a way to free Wedia?

Will that guy who was a complete careerist and a bastard in the last era suddenly find his conscience in this era and become a good person we can rely on? ”

"In our past experience, this transformation is certainly possible, provided we live in a dream."

Pablo sneered and said:

"Maybe it's the ancient memories of Archduke Charlemagne that are influencing me, but I really think that guy is a scourge at this time! We should get rid of it and burn the book! Completely destroy this hidden danger. ”

"But, I don't think it's impossible to talk about it."

Claire rubbed her sore eyebrows and said in a weak tone:

"The grievances of the older generation were settled as early as the destruction of Eden, and now the subspace is the real enemy, although Weidia has become the old god, as long as it doesn't want to submit to the subspace and become a brainless depraved monster, it can only stand with us on this major issue of right and wrong.

But there are certainly risks.

From the story of the poor Lord Heather and the Lord of Darkness, it can be seen that although these old gods are not as powerful as the new gods, there is a guy with strange powers, and it is absolutely impossible to reason.

In our pirate's way, we must find a way to put a dog leash that hurts if we don't obey before we free that bastard, and preferably stuff it with a detonator stick in our hand. ”

"Lady Triss is asleep? This time is a bit delicate, do you need a little secret medicine from the Nord Palace? ”

Andre's concern at this time was rather strange, and he asked in a whisper, and Murphy shrugged his shoulders and complained:

"It's just a taste, you know? Compared to Tracey before, I now feel like an abandoned doll bear, and after she had the creation energy to suppress the demons in my heart, I fell out of favor all of a sudden.

Alas, women, what enigmatic creatures.

But thank you for your kindness, my lewd poet brother, I'm too young to need that thing for a while. ”

He put the Book of Ten Thousand Spells into Andre's hand, and the Count of White Mountain was obviously very interested in this legendary psionic relic, and picked it up and walked aside to read it, while Murphy came to Pablo and Claire, he crouched down and looked directly at the two vampires who were sitting there doubting life, and then asked with onomatopoeia:

"I'm more curious, in the memory of Archduke Charlemagne, is there a record of the location of the observation laboratory he established in the astral plane?"

Pablo and Claire glanced at each other, and after making eye contact, the current Blooddread Grand Duke nodded, and replied with the same onomatopoeia technique:

"Yes, but when the astral plane is shattered, the connection between that place and the physical world becomes obscure, and it must be calculated through a fixed formula to arrive at a suitable time and place to open a door into it.

We can be sure that Archduke Charlemagne had made some progress in his research in that laboratory, and that two hundred years ago he ventured to try to open it in order to retrieve the knowledge he had left there in order to counter the growing power of the Old Church.

But something went wrong.

The power of the subspace poured out with the door he opened, destroying a third of the ice bays, it was a despicable trap, and we also saw that Archduke Charlemagne had told this secret to his ancient brother before he was executed by his own hands, but the lord believed that it was subspace spreading forbidden knowledge through his mouth.

We've got to find it, Murphy!

There is valuable knowledge there to fight against subspace. ”

"There's danger there, too, and I don't want to have another 'Vulture Doomsday' at this time, and if you want to explore it, you'll have to be prepared in advance, but that's about that later."

Murphy shook his head, he looked into Pablo's eyes, and said:

"And now? After witnessing the ancient past, in the face of the invitation you made before, your answer is? ”

"Me"

Pablo hesitated, he squeezed Claire's hand, and after a few seconds said:

"I must go back to the former territory of the Blooddread Clan, where Grand Duke Charlemagne left something for his true successors, namely me and Claire, who have just been given the status of Civilization Candidates.

He used some secret techniques to keep the matter from Lord Pa Ying and the other two Grand Dukes, and Claire and I had to find those things before we could officially become the leaders of the Blooddread Clan.

That is the core power and heritage of the Blooddread Clan, the source of the power of the Crimson Marauders, with which Claire can become a true 'power thief', and I can find a way to truly tame the good fortune of the night."

I'll give you an answer when I'm back, Murphy.

But don't worry!

Even though I was an untrustworthy pirate, I had fully understood the feud between Subspace and the Blooddread Clan, and I realized how foolish it was to run away from the Burner.

There is no compromise in the face of such an enemy!

We must engage in this war and find a path to redemption for the original sin of all vampires, or the Midnight Clan will not have a future, not even tomorrow, including the fate of Claire and me.

It's an indisconnectible link between the individual and the group, and if nothing changes, all vampires will be caught up in the tragedy associated with the Mother of Midnight in the near future.

So in the face of a common enemy, you can fully trust us. ”

"Okay, that's enough for you."

Murphy returned the Greedy Shard to the pirate captain, and he asked:

"How long will it take for you to get to the territory of the Blood Dread Clan?"

"It won't be more than half a month!"

Claire said in the affirmative:

"Let's go and get back quickly, and we won't alarm anyone when we get our things and leave."

"But have you ever thought that there is danger involved?"

Andrei next to him suddenly spoke:

"If Twilight is a servant of the subspace, then surely they also know the truth of two hundred years ago, and if you are seeking the fabled Observation Laboratory, then perhaps Twilight is chasing the same thing

Why are you looking at me like that?

You don't really think that onomatopoeia can perfectly cover your conversation in front of the Thorn Clan, do you?

It's not a secret art, I've heard everything you just talked about, don't worry, I'm not going to write this secret in my notebook.

It's a hot secret.

But I still say the same thing, you'd better not go two people on this trip back to your hometown, and bring more people. ”

"Your former territory is in the snowy mountains of Glacier Bay."

Murphy stood up and said:

"It just so happens that we've been on a pretty good relationship with the Vam Temple lately, so ask the servants of the Berserker that if the Blooddread Clan is planning to return to the Frozen Bay, it won't work without their permission.

By the way, I will send a letter to the temple of Vam for Lord Pa Ying, if we don't call out to the servants of Vam for such a thing as killing the evil god, those raging warriors will definitely hold a grudge against us.

Go and get back, you two.

I have a hunch that Transia won't be quiet for long. ”

——

"Bang"

The pen that was writing suddenly vibrated and the sharp tip pierced the letter paper, causing the ink to escape on the paper and quickly form a dot of ink.

A nice piece of stationery was ruined.

General Baldwin frowned at the mistake in front of him, then in a frustrated gesture he picked up the piece of paper and crumpled it into a ball, threw it into the trash can next to him, and then took out a new piece of paper and rewrote it again.

He was to write a letter to Colonel Duke's family in his private name, telling them that Colonel Duke had died heroically on the battlefield.

It's not an easy thing to do.

As a general, he grieved at the death of his lieutenant, and as a friend, he stayed up at night at the death of his good brother, who had faithfully followed him for more than a decade.

The report of the battle in Bafont Canyon had been delivered to him a long time ago, and he knew the whole process, and he knew that Colonel Duke's sacrifice in that situation was a more heroic effort.

He could have escaped.

But he did not do that, and the determined soldier fulfilled his promise to General Baldwin when he left the Crimean fortress, and he coexisted with his position until the last moment.

This made General Winter Wolf both moved and uncomfortable.

The bad thing was not only that Colonel Duke was martyred, but that the vanguard on the other side of the Shadow Valley was almost wiped out, and it was a heavy blow to Baldwin's heart.

How many years has it been since the Winter Wolves have suffered such terrible losses?

And the unexpected outbreak of the wolf plague before that, and the silence of the god of the north wind on the call of the believers, all of this seems to have sketched a picture that makes all Nords tremble.

If before, the madness that preached the imminent arrival of an era of chaos was just unfounded worries that didn't need to be heeded, now, at least for General Baldwin, he seems to have seen it.

No!

He had one foot in that chaotic future.

This black plague is only the end of one era and the beginning of another.

Even if the Magnolls were defeated in front of the Maginot Line, they could no longer bring the familiar era of peace back to their side, which was the most feared prophecy of those who were afraid of change, and this prophecy was becoming a reality little by little.

As for him, the high-ranking Winter Wolf General, the frontier commander of Nordutov, who is already the ruler of one of the most important ministers in the mortal world, where will his fate fall in the storm of this age?

General Baldwin didn't really want to think about it.

But some things cannot be solved by escaping, so after writing Colonel Duke's obituary with a heavy heart, the general took out a new piece of letter in front of him.

He was going to write a suicide note for his three daughters.

Although I will try to survive all the wars and return to my family, being prepared will always give you a little more courage when a sudden disaster comes.

But before he could start writing, there was a knock on the door of his office, and then his adjutant came in and said to the general:

"The vanguard of the Great Wilderness Legion has arrived, the General, the Ironfoot Army of the Frostdwarves has also reached the vicinity of Bernie, and the Transans have warned us that from tonight onwards, no non-military personnel will be allowed to pass through the Filthy Swamp."

"Huh?"

Baldwin looked up and said:

"What does that mean?"

"It's hard for me to explain it to you, General."

The adjutant was a little embarrassed and said:

"But the mad Transians say that the 'filthy swamp' has come to life, and if we don't want to die, don't provoke it.

“？”

(End of chapter)