Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

The fog was thick again, and the golden walls outside the Harvest Church lacked the nourishment of sunlight, and could not help but dim.

Emlyn held a puppet in armor and looked back at the church door from time to time. The good vision of the vampire just allowed him to catch a glimpse of Bishop Utravsky standing behind the door.

"I didn't think you could really beat the priest."

The sound of the wheels of the wagon colliding with the ground was getting closer and closer. Emlyn, who had changed into a priest uniform, was still a little uncomfortable with the tightness of the formal clothes. He pulled the neckline with his index finger and looked at the silent detective.

"It's just with the help of some extraordinary items, and Bishop Utravsky himself has suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart."

Klein waved his hand slightly, got into the carriage first, then turned his head and asked Emlyn:

"Where does your family live, your parents didn't give me the detailed address."

I'm afraid they never thought of needing you to bring me back in person... With both hands caressing the doll in his hands, feeling the coldness of the simulated mini armor, Emlyn hesitated for a while.

Not to mention that he doesn't know the details of this Moriarty detective, even if the other party is really just a private detective who does things with money, he just happens to be a wild Beyonder.

But according to the habits of the blood clan, how could it be possible to casually tell outsiders the address?

"You don't want to lose the commission fee and go home by yourself?"

Seeing Klein suddenly frown, holding a cane, Emlyn shuddered subconsciously.

Although he himself said that he relied on the sealed artifact, he did help the priest to solve his evil side...

When I thought that I had entered the Harvest Church by mistake that day, and was stuffed into the ground by Bishop Utraverse like a chicken in the hands of the butcher of Loen, it was hard to see the red moon, and I had to wait until I had to be wronged before I could recite the Mother Goddess by falsehood. Dian had the opportunity to repent to the ancestor, Emlyn only weighed it for a few seconds, and then said his address without hesitation.

"No. 48, Hewan Avenue, South District of the Bridge."

The southern part of the bridge?

Hearing this familiar neighborhood, Klein couldn't help being a little surprised.

The descendant of the Abraham family lives in the southern area of ​​the bridge, and the Extraordinary who is suspected to be in the "Devil" pathway also lives there.

Could it be that the Southern District of the Bridge is a gathering place for Beyonders?

How is the concentration so high?

But I don't know if it was because of the side effects of Beyonder items, or because of Klein's intentional control, he didn't show his thoughts on his face, but just repeated the address, urging the driver to hurry up.

With his hands folded and the head of the stick, Klein glanced at the puppet and focused on the puppet. The silent Emlyn said deliberately:

"You found this key on Wilde Street, South of the Bridge?"

Saying that, he shook the key he had obtained from Bishop Utraversus.

Emlyn glanced distractedly, his hands stroking the doll slowly stopped, and Klein said that the possible original owner of this key lived a short distance away from him.

He took a deep breath imperceptibly, his scarlet eyes were slightly empty, and he responded with a guilty conscience:

"Of course not, I caught a thief in the hospital trying to pry open the warehouse and found the key in his hand."

I didn't even get fooled... Klein shook his head regretfully. Even though he was attracted by the details in the other party's words, he couldn't help but look at the dignified Emlyn with strange eyes.

"You...why are you right at the door of the hospital warehouse?"

I... Emlyn, who was holding the doll in his hand, blushed immediately, and his already pale skin was now almost pink.

"As a vampire, I naturally can't find someone to **** blood at will, like those artificial vampires in your human slander."

"I, I just went to the hospital blood bank to find some fresh blood, and I happened to meet a thief who was trying to steal."

So desperate that you need to go to the hospital blood bank to find food?

Klein didn't care about the opponent's self-defense in front of him, but wanted to laugh.

Such a vampire image is indeed different from the image he had heard in the Nighthawks data and in the mortal legends.

"Then how do you usually collect blood?"

Klein was slightly curious.

He was really curious, in this mature society where the laws were basically perfect, and the official Beyonders constantly attacked, how the extraordinary race like the blood race lived.

"Just like the 'pharmacist' formula that the priest gave you just now, every member of our blood clan is a more outstanding 'pharmacist'." When he mentioned the topic related to his own species, Emlyn's tone unconsciously raised again. much higher.

"Just like my father, who is a medical doctor recognized by all of you humans, we usually collect blood by treating patients and charging the corresponding payment."

That is to say, when you see a doctor, you use those people who don't understand medicine, use "bloodletting therapy", and blatantly collect blood.

Klein automatically translated Emlyn's words into more essential operations, and couldn't help but find that these vampires were more harmless than he thought, and could even be said to be more beneficial than most doctors.

However, it still depends on the results of the divination... The coins in Klein's palms were tossed and dropped, ignoring Emlyn's strange gaze, and slowly spun down.

face up.

Emlyn really didn't lie at all.

Klein sighed slowly. Seeing that he had no questions, Emlyn asked himself again, and he made up for the lost time with the puppet on his own.

"By the way, how much do you know about the Abraham family?"

Playing with the quaint key in his palm, Klein suddenly remembered that the vampire around him must also be a member of a group that has experienced a long history, and he might just know a lot of history that Klein is unclear about.

"Abraham?" Emlyn's movements stagnated for a while, and panic flashed across his eyes.

He repeated the surname and asked cautiously:

"Where did you learn this surname?"

Seeing his rare cautiousness, the corners of Klein's mouth twitched hard.

"I've heard that this is a great and ancient family, dating back even to the tertiary era, older than most of the existing organizations."

"This is all the bragging of those people, the blood race is the oldest race and group!" Emlyn raised his head, and even left the doll with his right hand for the first time, holding it in front of him.

"The Abraham family is nothing but the great nobles of the Fourth Epoch, and even their titles were transplanted by imitating our aristocracy."

Klein smiled more deeply, and said calmly:

"So, are they really a powerful family in the Fourth Epoch?"

Emlyn waved his hand dismissively, just thinking about how to belittle this surname that he had only seen in the ethnic data a few times, but found that he knew very little about Abraham, just a little knowledge that this family had a history in the Fourth Epoch. There is a powerful angel, and there is a certain involvement with the "mysterious god" who is also vaguely recorded in the books.

He pursed his lips, opened them again, and finally said vaguely:

"No matter what the great nobles are, none of the blood races are as important as the blood race during the Fourth Epoch."

"You must know that the queen of the night emperor is the queen of our blood family at that time!"

The queen of the blood clan is the wife of the night emperor?

Hearing this unheard of secret, Klein couldn't help but stop playing with the key.

Unlike the current kings of various continents, the emperors of the Fourth Epoch are all true gods of Sequence Zero.

At their level, the establishment of queens is definitely not for the sake of reproduction.

The Battle of the Four Emperors was actually a battle of gods provoked by the four true gods, their subordinate angels, and the King of Angels... Klein quickly contacted the information he already had, trying to dig out the reason for the night emperor's marriage with the blood clan at that time.

The "Dark Emperor" and the "Mystery" had a bad relationship. The Blood Emperor killed the King of Angels under the real creator. The **** of death and the gods of the Northern Continent were at odds.

However, during the period of the dual-consul period, the Blood Emperor had no choice but to kill the three "Red Angels" and link the rituals and materials to become gods, but it was a desperate fight to the death.

In addition to the return of the "Dark Emperor", the marriage between the Night Emperor and the blood clan may also be an important reason...

Seeing that Klein remained silent, Emlyn straightened his waist and reiterated:

"At that time, the Blood Moon Queen shared the throne with the Night Emperor, which is a recognized fact of the Fourth Epoch."

"Sorry, I don't know much about the Night Emperor." Klein smiled slightly, then looked out the window at the backward house.

At the top of the isolated street sign, a line of small characters has been worn away by the dust.

"Southern District of the Bridge."

............

Bayam Islands, Blue Mountains Island.

The Black Death, which had lost contact with the captain for a long time, quietly docked at the port of the rebel army, with its black sails uncharacteristically hanging above the mast.

Unlike some crew members and first mates who wanted to swing and use the rebel forces to get out of the chaotic situation under Tracy, who was rumored to be dead, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com At this moment, on the Black Death, the pirates who once harbored two hearts silently Wiping the deck, under the supervision of the maid next to the captain, he carried the supplies from the rebel carriage.

Everyone bowed their heads deliberately, and no one dared to look in the direction of the captain's room.

"Still angry that these pirates treat you as dead?"

Katarina looked away from the document in her hand, and her blue eyes flowed like water across Tracy, who was standing in the middle of the captain's cabin without saying a word.

"Of course I won't be angry because of these idiots." Tracy quickly turned to the direction where her mother was sitting, and hurriedly paced in front of the camp beds fixed in the corners of the room with some worry.

Her usual heroic slender brows were faintly slanted, and there was worry in her azure blue eyes. Tracy felt the hotness of Elaine's forehead and took a deep breath.

"Elaine needs treatment now, can't we wait another two days to set sail?"

Katerina, who was sitting on the captain's chair, looked at her daughter, who was being saddened by love, indifferently.

"Yes, but this ship has to be replaced by a captain."

"The sect is in a critical period of cooperation. In any case, someone needs to personally supervise the handover of trade exchanges with that side."

She picked up the notebook that had just been put aside again, glanced at the graceful handwriting on it, and frowned slightly.

"In the past few days when you were hiding from the limelight, you have already lost four boats of people."

"What do you want to do?" The palm of her hand left Elaine's shriveled face, and Tracy Yi, who had a resentment in her chest, was only weak.

Forget it, this is also a kind of pain... Katarina suddenly changed the plan she had secretly made in her heart and smiled sweetly.

"There are many islands in the sea without names, aren't there?"

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