The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Arecio's decision not to express his love package anymore is a painful lesson.

He walked to the conference venue, it was already night, but many staff still worked overtime to repair the venue. In order to reassure the people to the utmost extent, the press conference was scheduled to be held inside the childcare center. A conference venue in the childcare center was slightly damaged and was designated as the venue for the press conference.

Some media have already entered the venue one after another. In extraordinary times, the various procedures should be as simple as possible. Arecio saw the staff who were distributing materials. The relevant media only needed to identify themselves and scan the other party's optical brain to get the relevant materials of the press conference. Arecio also leaned in to ask for a copy. The staff was originally distributing the machine, but suddenly looked up and saw Arecio, he stammered and couldn't even speak.

"You...you..."

"Thank you for the information." Arecio glanced at Guangnao and suddenly heard Andre yelling his name, so he nodded slightly to the staff and the media practitioners next to him, and walked to Andre's side.

He walked far away, and the media practitioners in the same place dared to speak in twos and threes.

"The imposing momentum...This is still under the condition of almost a day..."

"I don't dare to think, if it weren't for Sisi...His Royal Highness Arecio, how much the childcare center would suffer."

"Hurry up and get seated, it's about to start, are you ready for the question?"

I got some speeches and other materials from Andre. Arecio was watching, and suddenly felt someone approaching silently. As soon as he raised his head, the white-clothed saint lightly seated beside him, also holding the light brain.

"Wish the doctor... how about it?"

"The old marshal is still talking to him." Ruzius said, "He seems to have some ideas himself, and hopes to reach an agreement with the military."

"What's your vague statement, what do you mean by specific ideas?"

Arecio knew too much about the neurosis, asking for neuropathy information was like squeezing toothpaste. He had to keep squeezing it.

"He wants to lurk in."

"...This is too risky."

"You can train." Ruzius said concisely, then lowered his eyelashes slightly, "Theo must deal with it as soon as possible."

Of course Arecio agreed with this, and after the initial surprise, he also fell silent.

If this is the wishes of the doctor.

However, he got used to the neuropathy, and he still had to say a few words to get comfortable.

"Why are you so active to deal with Theo?"

The neuropathy didn't respond to him for a while, and Arecio turned his head to look beside him, wondering why the neuropathy didn't respond to him.

The press conference was about to begin, and the surroundings gradually became quiet, and only sporadic conversations and breathing remained in the venue for a while. The saint is still hanging his eyelashes, but the pupil gently moved to his side under the eyelashes, glanced at him, and then suddenly turned back.

"...Aren't you scared?"

The person next to him heard it, and the saint said in a voice. Alessio's hand drawn on the light screen suddenly froze on the page, long-pressing it, and saw the data pages on the light screen rapidly flipping backwards, almost dazzling, but he still maintained that posture.

"You turned the wrong page."

The saint held his hand, placed it on the desktop, and then swiped the information back to the first page.

"now it's right."

He generously observed the expression of the blood family, from his cheeks to the slightly trembling ear tips, and finally he saw that Alessio had almost crushed the table and took a bottle of water from the side in due course.

"Drink of water?"

Arecio took it abruptly, and killed half of the bottle. The remaining half of the bottle was meant to be knocked in front of the neuropathy. Suddenly thinking of something, the hand that was originally stretched out suddenly retracted, and he silently took the remaining half of the bottle. Tons of drinking it.

The saint put one hand on his cheek and watched him drink, and when he finished drinking, he slowly brought another bottle from the side.

"..."

The saint quickly took another bottle, followed by another bottle, neatly yards at Arecio's hand.

The movements of the two were very small, and Andre, who was close at hand, didn't realize it. He looked at the report in his hand. This time there were almost no deaths of dark creatures. Among the humanoid dark creatures, Zerita was the most serious. Under Arecio's shot, the situation had been brought under control. Several staff members died in the line of duty. Such deaths occurred at the beginning of the attack. The mercenaries who were cruel by nature did not hesitate to kill them. Many were caught off guard and caused tragedy.

If the root cause of this incident is to be investigated, there is almost no armed forces stationed in the conservation center, and only the powerful Celestial Clan such as Augustus is placed around Hitomi as a guard. The defense on the periphery of the center was very complete, but it was useless in this invasion. Fortunately, after the initial panic, Arecio cut in in time, which brought the situation under control in time.

Arecio...the dark creature ten thousand years ago...

Arecio hardly needs to worry about the first half, he is looking at the damage of the center this time, in order to confirm whether his previous training has been fruitful. The result was not bad, and Arecio was satisfied on the whole. After all, these dark creatures had been spoiled for so many years, and they were able to restore his deployment by 80%, which was already very good.

"...I'm a reporter from [Pupil], can I ask His Royal Highness Alessio something?"

Receiving Andrey's inquiring gaze, Arecio nodded slightly.

"As the first responder and the supporter who entered the center from the outside, how did you discover the abnormality?"

Areciou has crossed a statement with everyone on this issue, and the relics of the Sea of ​​Undead under the Emerald Inner Sea cannot be exposed for the time being, so he has already organized the language.

"The cause is a small game I played with me. The one in the east has a concentric knot, one side will be untied, the other will be scattered." He nodded when he saw the reporter, apparently knowing the knot, so he continued." The knot in my hand is loose, and communication is not possible. I naturally worry about it, so come back and have a look."

The next few rounds of questions were obviously reviewed by the authorities, they were very restrained, and they were what the people wanted to know the most. Arecio answered them one by one. His identity as a dark creature can arouse people's favor, and this time he has turned the tide, so some answers are the most appropriate for him.

"His Royal Highness Alessio, take the liberty to ask, are the dark creatures from ten thousand years ago...are all as powerful as you?"

This question is really cute. Arecio smiled. The live broadcast of the press conference faithfully conveyed his expression, and everyone watching the live broadcast could see it. The kinsman smiled slightly, revealing its tiny pointed fangs.

"How is it possible?" He looked around the field of view, "Such questions are not closely related to today's content, so I only answer this one."

"No, it is impossible. The overall power level ten thousand years ago was higher than it is now, but it is not so ridiculously high. I am a dark creature and a three-generation prince of blood. Even in the war ten thousand years ago, Few people can match me, except..."

He glanced at the saint next to him, and did not continue.

At the end of the press conference, the last reporter stood up and asked softly:

"What do you think will change after this incident?"

This question covers a lot of areas. Arecio thought about it and answered it in pieces.

"As for the conservation center, I think the military should be stationed in a fixed force. After all, no one wants this tragedy to repeat itself. Don't worry about dark creatures being irritated or frightened. The center and I will coordinate to deal with this aspect."

"On the enemy's side, we have determined some of the other's goals and can be targeted for defense. Even through this incident, we have captured a large number of prisoners, and Marshal Olsen will be personally responsible for this."

"Finally, if you want to ask about the condition of the dark creatures in the future..."

"Then, I would like to ask you all to watch a video first."

The video is a part of Zhu Qing’s illegal live broadcast. It has been mad on the Internet, but they are all very vague versions. The one Arecio showed at this time is undoubtedly the HD version obtained by Hitomi. The silver giant wolf's fur is stained with blood, and he is still roaring unyieldingly. He learns and grows at the fastest speed in the battle. Even his fans can hardly recognize it at a glance. This is the wolf pup who had to walk a few meters before. .

After the video was played, the Kindred stood up, black hair, red eyes, and magnificent tattoos. He glanced over everyone in the field one by one, and finally focused on the shot of the live broadcast.

"My clan has been retreating for too long." He sighed. "It's so long that the werewolf has forgotten how he used to gallop in the snow, so long that the lich has forgotten how to manipulate the undead thousands of horses, and the fallen angel has forgotten how to fly. , So long that the dark elf forgets how to move his bowstring..."

"My clan does not change for a day, regress does not stop for a day, and balance does not establish for a day.

"So..." He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression was firm.

"Dark creatures will move forward."

When his words settled, all the indoor lights suddenly went out. When everyone nervously thought there was an attack again, the huge light screen behind Arecio turned on, and the picture of giant eye pupils appeared on it. The restless crowd gradually calmed down. They realized that Hitomi had taken over here, and the purpose was temporarily unknown.

Arecio was taken aback at first, thinking of the message Hitomi had sent him before, he realized what Hitomi wanted to do, and now it was indeed the best opportunity for publicity. So he sat down and looked at the neuropathy in the dark, and the neuropathy also looked at him.

Some porcelain-like ice crystals sounded, and some excerpted fragments of "Heaven's Flower" danced on the screen, and then the prologue ended, and the blowing wind and snow gradually condensed into a clear and solemn name——

[Helgodon. 】

The name lasted for a while, then scattered into snowflakes, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

A voice sounded, a manly, sloppy, and mocking smile.

"Go to the snowy area, Areci."

The picture gradually lit up with dim light, but it was still not bright, only some fuzzy shadows could be seen clearly. It was a dim but luxurious room, with a roaring fireplace, and someone was sitting peacefully on a carved armchair. His posture was relaxed and at ease, as if no one in this world could threaten him.

"Look at what those rude'good friends' are doing, and see what the temple is doing, then come back and report to me."

In front of the chair, half of the cloak of the blood race fell on the ground, and the ambiguous light adorned his long eyelashes. The eyelashes were raised suddenly, overflowing with a gorgeous deep rose color.

His voice is different from the beauty of the outside, and it looks very harsh.

"Yes, father."