Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

, people are in the type moon, dead apostles start

"Why do I have the feeling of being on a thief ship?"

Mei Lian put his hand on his forehead, and he looked at the hermit card in his hand. He also knew the specific meaning of this card, and it was indeed a very suitable card for him.

"Hahaha, how could it be, you are my dear friend after joining the Tarot Club."

There was a "sincere" smile on Mikael's face, but of course it just looked more sincere.

Whether a person is strong or not depends on whether he has weaknesses and whether he can protect his weaknesses. It is true that Mei Lian is very strong. Even among the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles, he is also among the best in terms of combat power, but His weakness is too obvious.

The living should not stop because of the dead, but he did not deceive Mei Lian, he could indeed revive Zhu Yue, but that was not necessary.

.........

"It's really an honor to be a dear friend of the Fool."

Mei Lian glanced at him, and then continued, "Then what about the potion I need that can suppress the blood-sucking impulse of the Dead Apostles?"

"Don't be so impatient."

Mikael casually opened the imaginary pocket, took out a bottle of potion, and handed it to Mei Lian.

"In advance, although this potion can suppress the blood-sucking impulse of the dead disciples, I can't guarantee whether it will still have the effect on the true ancestor."

"It's okay, as long as it works."

Mei Lian took the potion and carefully looked at the blood-colored viscous liquid inside, which looked like a flowing crystal blood diamond in the sunlight.He carefully put away the potion, as if treating some extremely precious and fragile item.

Although to some extent, this bottle of potion is indeed precious, it is not an exaggeration to describe the four collections selected by Mikael as priceless.

"By the way, I just have time. Let me help you catch that little mouse. He killed a newcomer to your burial agency, and he also preyed on many humans in Fuyuki City. It's a heinous crime."

Mikael said it seemingly unintentionally, but Mei Lian quickly understood what he meant.

Although he hated that newcomer, Frost, that newcomer had received a gift after all. Unlike those ordinary cannon fodder, he couldn't just die without knowing why.

Although the murderer who killed him was right in front of her eyes, Mei Lian was not interested because he had a fight with Mikael, so she might as well just put the crime on that unlucky guy.

This achieves the achievement of a world where only a certain scapegoat is injured.

At this moment, the blond young man named Ren could not help but shudder, his right eyelid was throbbing violently, as if something bad was going to happen to him.

"Otherwise, should I retreat strategically first?"

He muttered to himself that even his most beloved high-grade blood wine in the goblet was no longer fragrant. After the momentary anger passed, the shadow called the burial institution shrouded his heart again.

Before Ren joined the Fools, he was just an ordinary high-ranking Dead Apostle, the kind who was better than the top and less than the bottom. He once took refuge in the hands of an ancestor of the Dead Apostle, and then the ancestor of the Dead Apostle was buried by the agency people took away.

That fierce battle left an indelible mark on his young heart. In his eyes, the invincible ancestor of the Dead Apostles was pressed and rubbed on the ground from the beginning to the end, and he had no strength left to fight back. .

"There's no need to fight to the death with the people from the burial agency." "Yes, yes, yes, I think so too."

At this time, images of angels and demons emerged in Rennes' brain, and they were fighting fiercely.

"Isn't it just someone from the Burial Authority? What's so great about it? My current strength has not yet reached the level of the ancestors of those ancient dead disciples. There is no need to fight them to the death at this stage."

Dispelling the angels and demons in his mind casually, Ren confirmed his thoughts. The current retreat is only for a better future, and he is definitely not someone who is afraid of the burial mechanism.

Now that he thought about it, he immediately started to act, and he didn't have any necessary belongings. He just needed to take away the pet he had trained. It's a pity that the little girl he met last night, whether it was food or pet, It's perfect.

He thought to himself, then pushed open the door of the bungalow, and almost bumped into the people outside.

"It seems that we are quite timely. If we are slower, the little mouse will slip away."

Ren looked at the two people in front of him, the blood flowing all over his body seemed to be frozen. Of course he knew who these two people were, or they were not human at all.

Even if that guy who looks like a boy turns into ashes, he will never forget it. Crown Merlyn Solomon, the No. 20 ancestor of the original dead disciples, and the fifth place in the burial agency. The ancestor of the dead.

And that handsome young man with white hair and smiling face is the latest ancestor of the Dead Apostles in recent years, Mikael Stefan Animsfia, the current monarch of the Clock Tower, who defeated Merian Solomon won the No. 20 position of the ancestor of the dead.

Neither of these two guys was something he could compete with, but he didn't expect that all of them came to him.

In that case...

Although Ren thought a lot, it was only a matter of a moment. He was not sure of defeating Mei Lian and Mikael, so he could only use the method of self-destruct again.

"No, although I don't mind your self-destruction, but it's not good to hurt the flowers and plants."

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Mikael said leisurely.

"how is this possible……"

Ren shouted in a panic in his heart, but he could only do this, his body was completely out of his control, he couldn't even move his eyeballs, and the magic power in his body was completely silent.

"Owner!"

The transformed girl rushed forward with a sharp sword in her hand, but she quickly followed in his footsteps, immobile like an insect sealed in amber.

"This human being is hopeless."

With just one glance, Mei Lian judged the girl's state. This is just a manipulable defective blood descendant. She doesn't even have her own complete mind. She is a sad and delicate doll.

"Then send her to heaven, your Lord just happens to be a professional counterpart for this kind of thing."

Mikael snapped his fingers casually, reducing the girl to ashes.

"That is not my master."

Looking at the ashes that were still emitting warmth on the ground, Mei Lian frowned slightly, and corrected Mikael's statement that he joined the burial institution just for the exchange of benefits, and besides, Zhu Yue was always the only god in his heart.

"Okay, I see."

Mikael waved his hand, and replied with a perfunctory face, he refocused on Ren, and there was something about this guy that interested him.