Don't confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 786: Black sun tyrant blessing moment

Chapter 786 Black Sun Tyrant Blessing Moment

"Huh? Why is there still an option to torture the townspeople? Did Lanclos really think about it that way back then?"

Thalia nodded in confusion after reading it.

The upright and majestic Lanclos she originally imagined suddenly became a bit like Lan Qi.

"I wouldn't do such a thing either."

Lan Qi felt that this was Talia's prejudice against him, and responded to her in his heart.

"That's true."

Thalia thought for a moment and agreed.

She felt that Lan Qi would use a more elegant way to torture.

After all, in Talia's impression, Lanqi never did the dirty work himself or got involved in blood.

But there are so many ways he can make people uncomfortable.

"I tell them about their dreams and future, so that they can fall in love with me willingly and form a community of consciousness."

Lan Qi was thinking about how he would eliminate options and give the best solution if he faced this problem.

He has always been good at catching moles.

Back at Lichtens Castle, he had made it impossible for the two pretenders to hide.

"What do you call dreams and futures?"

Thalia questioned him.

That's MLM and brainwashing.

“…”

Lanci was sitting in the church of Lilm Town in the Hansabek Province, hesitating when faced with the old mayor's questions.

His eyes were looking at the old mayor and the rose window behind the old mayor.

A key event has obviously been triggered, so you can't choose A and do nothing to ruin it.

Torturing the townspeople was going too far.

"Take the commission."

Lan Qi chose C without much discussion with Talia.

According to Thalia's idea, this is probably the choice.

He cast his eyes on the third option on the rose window and nodded.

[You received a commission in a small town on the border of Hansabek, a central province of the Horning Empire. 】

[You don’t care about the time you have left, and you don’t care whether you can return to your hometown. You are convinced that the important things in front of you, and those that have nothing to do with you, start your investigation. 】

The transparent words of the Mirror of Tiberius on the Rose Window began to extend like worms.

Lan Qi's perspective began to change.

[In this province called Hansabek, there is a city-state with a long history - Sauron. 】

It is located in the north of Hansabek. The noon sun reflects the colorful brilliance through the stained glass, reflecting the simple and elegant architecture inside Solon City.

On this day, Sauron welcomed a traveling businessman.

Traveling businessman Randall has soft eyes and facial contours, and his gray clothes make him even more low-key.

Although he seems to be just a businessman, he has power that no one knows.

[In the first step of the investigation, you go directly to the Solon City branch of the Shengshi Chamber of Commerce where the identity of "Randall" is located. 】

[You can get many conveniences here. Not only can you obtain information through hearing, but you can also purchase information directly. 】

As soon as Lan Qi stepped into the door of the Chamber of Commerce, he heard the whispers of merchants in Saulon City.

"I heard that someone in Viok City in the south saw a demon figure in the woods on the outskirts of the city last night."

"Demon? Isn't that a creature that only exists in rumors? Does such a thing really exist?"

"Who knows, it seems that it is no longer a rumor. There are more and more witnesses and victims. The empire can no longer suppress the news."

[You listen to people’s chatter and walk among the crowd. 】

"Tsk, with the Vampires here, what are we afraid of? That demon can turn the world upside down and kill us all."

Some people scoffed at this.

In their view, the devil is just a rumor fabricated by ignorant people, which is absurd.

Often during this period, no one can tell the difference between truth and falsehood, and everyone holds different opinions on facts that may cause panic.

Lan Qi walked silently in this chamber of commerce.

No comments were made.

"If the rumors spread to this extent, then there is a high probability that they are true."

Thalia said to Ranchi.

As a witness who experienced Huaduparieu firsthand, she knows this situation all too well.

The devil must be real.

And the seriousness of the problem far exceeded that of Parrieux, the flower capital of the Poisson Kingdom at that time.

But she couldn't figure out where these demons came from.

Logically speaking, Lancross should be the last demon.

"Then we have to catch a demon and take a look."

Lanci was convinced that completing the old mayor's commission did not conflict with Lanclos's own goals.

As long as you can find clues about the demon and meet him, some of the mysteries will naturally be solved.

And in the accelerated Mirror of Tiberius simulation, he should be able to see the results soon.

[You showed your Chamber of Commerce ID to the receptionist at the Chamber of Commerce counter, and immediately received the highest level of reception. The local branch president invited you to go to the VIP room for a detailed discussion. 】

…

The luxurious VIP room on the top floor of the Chamber of Commerce.

Several wealthy businessmen in elegant clothes were sitting around a sandalwood coffee table talking.

"Speaking of which, the rumors about the demon really add a lot of interest. The experts in my house are already discussing what the demon looks like."

A wealthy businessman joked.

"Our city is actually not bad. The main problem is our city-state farther south, Viok City. It seems that a demon has indeed appeared there."

"There's basically no mistake, that's the devil."

Today, a high-level examiner from out of town came to the city-state's chamber of commerce, named Randall. Mr. Randall wanted to know something about the demons, so the president gathered them all here to get to know each other. Mr. Randall.

As prominent dignitaries in the city-state, they are often the first to possess information.

"Extremely stupid."

The hook-nosed middle-aged man snorted angrily,

"The devil is just a story made up by some crazy people. It's more like deceiving a three-year-old child."

He imitated the voices of some ordinary citizens and said deliberately, as if he was mocking those who did not believe in the existence of demons.

The topic of demons did not disappear because of the disdain of some citizens.

In just these two days, shocking news spread throughout Sauron City—

In the southern city of Viok, two knights returning home at night were attacked while patrolling the outskirts of the city. Witnesses claimed that the attackers were ugly monsters covered in scales and with red eyes.

Rumors spread widely, and people were panicked.

If the city-states in the same province suffer disaster, then sooner or later their city of Sauron will be found by the demons.

"The mayor of Viok has reported a request for help to the province of Hansabek and the capital of St. Trinique. We have also strengthened night patrols in the past few days to ensure the safety of citizens. However, in order to prevent causing There is too much panic, but our city has not exaggerated the threat of demons for the time being. "

The wealthy businessmen in the VIP room were talking.

Lan Qi sat aside and listened quietly, nodding from time to time.

Several magic lamps were burning on the wall, and the flickering sunlight cast their silhouettes on the wall panels.

Until the whole scene dimmed, when Lan Qi saw his surroundings clearly, he was no longer in the VIP room of the Chamber of Commerce.

[Based on the information you received, you came to the southern city-state, Viok City, the place where demons are most likely to be found on the outskirts of the city. 】

[You find that the further south you go, the more certain the news about the devil becomes. 】

[Weok City has neither vampires nor demons, it is all humans. 】

[You are sure of this after using the detection magic, as if the devil does not exist at all. 】

[You understand that it is precisely because of this that demons can cause panic, and people cannot even determine whether it is true or false. 】

night.

A full moon hung high in the night sky, and the cold moonlight poured down like mercury on the ground.

Lan Qi was walking around in a daze, carrying his suitcase, like a businessman who had just arrived in this city-state.

"Now is not a good time to wander!"

There was a shout behind him.

Lan Qi turned around and took a closer look. They were several patrolling knights from Viok City.

The knights looked nervous, as if they had no choice but to accept this dangerous patrol mission.

Similarly, when they saw a young man walking aimlessly on the outskirts of the city at night, they inevitably suspected and feared that he would turn into a demon the next second.

"Feel sorry."

Lan Qi raised his hand to indicate that he was harmless.

[You talked to the knights, revealed your identity as a demon hunter, and showed a little bit of your strength above level five. 】

[The knights immediately felt as if they had seen a savior. 】

[Because for a strong man like you, if you really want to harm them, they have no room to resist, so they are willing to believe that you are here to help them deal with the demon hunter. 】

[In a simple negotiation, your relationship with them is closer. 】

[The knights are willing to cooperate with your fishing law enforcement, turn a blind eye to your wandering, and promise to call you as soon as they see the devil. 】

[You have obtained some more information from the knights. 】

[There seems to be more than one demon on the outskirts of the city. 】

"Ah, Mr. Randall, it's up to you."

The leading knight thanked him.

"Once you find a demon, you must be quick. Don't panic or fight. Instead, call me as soon as possible and I will be there right away."

Lan Qi warned the knights.

Watching the knights leave in despair, he shook his head secretly.

These knights seemed to be brave enough to take over the task of patrolling at night when no one wanted to do it.

[You continue walking through a dense forest in the southeast corner of the city suburbs. 】

suddenly.

A strange fishy smell wafted over, it was the smell of flesh and blood left by beasts being eaten.

Lan Qi looked around and his eyes fell on a drainage ditch not far away.

Although the demon cannot be found through detection magic, there are some physical traces that are clues that cannot be erased.

"It seems it's time to pay a visit."

he said to himself.

Approach the drain silently.

With the dim light of the suitcase's magic guide, he carefully inspected the traces around him.

Clearly visible paw prints, broken branches and leaves, and specks of blood.

Lan Qi discovered that there were two different kinds of deformed footprints on the ground, one big and one small.

"There seems to be more than one demon."

Thalia was also a little scared.

Now she can only see every scene without getting a physical body, just like watching a horror movie.

Talking to Lan Qi more often is her only support.

"Master, don't be afraid, because we are already here."

Lan Qi's eyes stared straight at the deep jungle in the distance.

The moment the words fell.

The cold wind is biting and the shadows of the trees are dancing.

A red light appeared in the darkness.

Its body was twisted and deformed, half human and half animal. It let out a shrill howl mixed with giggles from its mouth, and its blood-red eyes were beating with madness.

[You encountered a demon. 】

[It's smaller than you think. 】

[Just when you are about to subdue it. 】

[You felt something was wrong with it, so you hesitated. 】

[Is it crying or laughing? Is it showing murderous intent towards you? Or is it expressing something to you... asking you for help? 】

[You heard panicked cries for help. 】

"Help! It's a demon!"

On the other side of the city, the shouts of the knights also reached Lan Qi's ears.

[You didn’t hesitate for a moment and went to save the knights first. 】

[Life is often fleeting in an instant. 】

At the same time, the knights were also approached by a terrifying demon figure.

This is a truly large-scale demon.

With their faces full of despair, they were at the critical moment.

The dazzling aurora cut through the night sky and hit the devil directly on the shoulder.

The demon howled in pain and fell to the ground, his wounds bleeding profusely.

"Mr. Randall!"

The knights looked into the distance and shouted in surprise.

They didn't expect this demon hunter to arrive so quickly.

I saw the merchant holding an oil lamp and striding towards him.

[You did not miss the target. You just wanted to subdue the demon, not kill him. You have many things to ask the demon. 】

[This demon is bigger than the one in the forest, two meters tall. 】

[You think the devil is rational and you want to talk to him. 】

[But before you can speak. 】

[The demon roars angrily and pounces on you. 】

[You don’t want to show too much strength in front of this group of knights. In order to keep a low profile and not alert the Horning Empire, you start to use magic that you are not very good at to capture the demon while ensuring that the knights can be protected. 】

Lan Qi stepped to avoid it, and a series of rock cones crisscrossed the ground and stabbed the demon.

The demon screamed in pain, its red eyes burning with anger, and rushed towards Lan Qi again.

In this flash of lightning, Lan Qi's feet lit up, and several golden chains spurted out from the magic circle, wrapping around the demon's limbs and torso in the blink of an eye.

The demon was **** tightly and could not move.

Lan Qi steadily approached, looked at the demon, and was about to give it the final blow.

"Roar!!"

Unexpectedly, the demon suddenly opened its **** mouth and sprayed a stream of thick and smelly venom towards Lan Qi.

Lan Qi couldn't dodge and was hit **** his left arm.

Taking advantage of Lan Qi's moment of pain, the demon suddenly broke free from his restraints and fled into the forest quickly.

"Mr. Randall, are you okay?"

Several knights immediately approached with concern.

"It doesn't matter."

[You are actually acting, because you cannot be hurt by this demon. 】

[If you capture it in front of the knights, then you need to hand it over to the knights and the city-state. Some things are not convenient for private investigation, so you deliberately let it go, but you have grasped its whereabouts. You need to Catch it alone. 】

[Tell the knights not to run around and come back as soon as you go. 】

As the night grew darker, Lan Qi walked through the woods, looking for traces of the demon.

He began to experience this fantasy firsthand again.

Along the way, intermittent blood spots and paw prints kept him chasing.

finally.

In a hidden jungle basin.

He saw the dying demon and the small demon clinging to it.

The scars on the large demon were caused by Lan Qi.

The small demon put its head on the demon's chin and let out intermittent laughter. It looked like it was laughing, but it was actually crying, as if begging it not to leave.

Lan Qi's footsteps paused.

The emotion made him dizzy.

"No, no, why does this demon look so like...a mother and son?"

Thalia also somewhat understood the true meaning of the devil.

They seem to be uncontrolled madness, but they still retain human emotions.

It's like a pair of innocent ordinary mother and son, who were forced to become such monsters.

"Demons are originally transformed from humans through transformation surgery..."

Lan Qi covered his forehead and murmured.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from behind.

“…”

Lan Qi turned around and saw a few knights walking out from behind the bushes tremblingly.

They seemed worried about staying where they were, but they followed Mr. Randall.

"Mr. Randall, please wait!"

The leading knight bravely said,

"This demon seems to be different..."

He looked sad.

"What?"

Lan Qi frowned and asked.

"I found that it seems to understand human language, and..."

The leading knight's gaze moved towards the small demon.

"Maybe they don't want to harm anyone, they are just looking for food in this forest. Maybe we can try to communicate with them?"

he said hesitantly.

[Among the knights, there are obviously people who are aware of the same problem as you. 】

[The process of you letting the devil run away made the knight see more. 】

[Things are getting into trouble. 】

While Lan Qi was talking to the knights, the demon mother lying on the ground suddenly moved.

It raised its head with difficulty and looked in Lan Qi's direction.

There was a strange light shining in those eyes that were about to die.

As if begging him for something.

Lan Qi was stunned.

The next second, he suddenly stretched out his hand and a fierce wind knocked the knights to the ground.

Then, dazzling fire burst out from the forest floor, instantly engulfing the demon mother and son.

The tongues of fire licked, and the ashes drifted away.

In an instant, there was only dead silence in the basin.

The knights were stunned and speechless.

"You guys don't risk your lives."

Lan Qi's face was covered with shadows, he picked up the suitcase and left without looking back.

The night was vast, and the bright moonlight shone like water on the bricks and tiles of Viok City.

Everything is calm again.

It was as if this night was just a fleeting nightmare.

"Lan Qi, why do you want to kill them?"

Thalia asked Lanchi in confusion.

This was the first time she saw Lan Qi attack so harshly.

Since the Mirror of Tiberius completely handed over the illusion experience to Lanci, it means that in this illusion, no matter what choice is made, it will not affect the subsequent simulation. In other words, when seeing the devil mother and son, The truth came out without conversation or interrogation.

"It's looking to me for relief... The mother's instinct makes her want to protect her child, and the human will makes her seek death."

Lan Qi bit her lip, with deep compassion in her eyes.

In his mind, the look in Demon's mother's eyes before her death lingered.

"...Is it really hopeless?"

Thalia had rarely seen Ranchi admit so decisively that there were people he could not save.

She also knew how subversive it was for Lan Qi to make this decision.

"Thalia, do you still remember the background story of the first Shadow World and Purgatory Corridor Academy?"

Lan Qi asked Thalia in a dry voice.

"I probably remember."

Talia has also seen the film world records of Ranchi and Hyperion.

All the stories revolve around two key characters: the vampire envoy and the Demon King's city commissioner.

In the historical background at that time, there was a "Treaty of Non-Interference between Blood Tribes and Demon Tribes" called the "North-South Treaty".

In those troubled times, the vampires in the south were dominated by the ups and downs, and the emperors of many human kingdoms were slaves of the vampires.

The demon clan in the north is also weak compared to the blood clan. They are only isolated by the glaciers in the far north.

Regarding anything between the Vampires and humans, the Demons must maintain a neutral attitude. This is the basic condition for the Vampires not to attack the Demons.

But more than thirty years ago, the vampires began to suspect that the demons were trying to break this balance secretly.

The cause of the matter was originally just a ridiculous rumor that spread in the demon world some time ago—

It is said that the Vampires discovered that a human being was suspected of pretending to be a demon, trying to sneak into the demon world and learn the knowledge of demons.

The demons didn't believe it at first. Only demons often tried to disguise themselves as humans, but never did humans try to disguise themselves as demons.

It was not until later that the Archduke of the Blood Race seemed to brutally interrogate some key information from the researchers at the Imperial Experimental Site.

And we learned that there are some of the last surviving members of the empire’s secret forces, and there is a high probability that they will be lurking in this Purgatory Corridor Academy, and they have been for a long time!

Faced with the strong pressure from the vampires, the Demon Realm Inspectorate resolutely followed the rules. They led the vampire envoys across the extremely cold northern terrain to the Demon Realm, and accompanied the vampire envoys to the academy to investigate.

This blood envoy has the unique power of blood and can identify humans disguised as demons. Once the blood envoy really finds humans in the college, the leaders of the Purgatory Corridor College will bear a huge responsibility.

In order to quell the anger of the vampires, the demons may even directly sacrifice the senior officials of Purgatory Corridor College. In addition, in order to prevent the principal from getting in the way, the Education Department also transferred the principal in advance. It is called an important agenda, but in fact it is temporarily suspending the principal.

On the surface, the Demon King was just doing business, but in fact he still wanted to protect Purgatory Corridor College, so he sent a special commissioner to help Purgatory Corridor College.

But what no one expected was that the special correspondent was intercepted by the demon Lanclos who was studying in the Corridor Academy of Purgatory.

The fake demon, fake commissioner, and fake principal Lancros have real abilities, live up to their heavy responsibilities, and successfully help Purgatory Corridor Academy survive the crisis.

This is the beginning of the legendary story of Hei Riqing.

"So Tata, think about it, how did the devil become, whether the devil can be saved, and where is the transformation technology of the devil now."

Lanci asked Thalia in a calm tone.

The transformation surgery of the demon cannot be reversed, and the demon mother and son are just like the failed products at the Huoning Empire's testing ground, they can only endure endless pain and struggle.

Lan Qi looked at the moonlight and already knew the answer.

[The regulations for transformation experiments at the Horning Empire Test Site are - if you fail, you will voluntarily accept death. At the same time, every soldier who undergoes transformation will ask his colleagues before undergoing transformation. If he fails, he must kill himself to maintain his final dignity as a human being. 】

[Killing the demons who have failed to transform is also the determination of the soldiers at the Horning Empire Testing Ground with sadness and hope. It is also their code and creed. 】

[However, some people are now abusing the transformation technology and creating more failed demons. 】

[You must not allow this behavior to continue. 】

"?!"

Thalia was shocked and speechless,

"The vampires are using the civilians of the Horning Empire to experiment on demon transformation?"

[When you infiltrated the Purgatory Corridor Academy many years ago, you heard from the vice-principal that the reason why the vampires suspected that humans had infiltrated the academy was precisely because the vampires had examined relevant information from the survivors of the Horning Empire's testing site. 】

[And the demon transformation technology of the Huoning Empire that should have been lost and short-lived should be in the hands of the vampires now. 】

[The birth of the devil must be related to the blood clan. 】

[The final answer is often hidden in the beginning. 】

[You find everything is connected. 】

The surrounding trees began to twist, and the words of the Mirror of Tiberius appeared on the trunks of the big trees.

[You are convinced that the vampires have not chosen to coexist with humans as they appear on the surface, but are planning something more terrifying. What will you choose next:]

【A.Turn a blind eye】

【B. Go straight to the capital】

【C.Continue investigation】

[D. Personal intervention]

[Remaining life: 2 days, 23 hours and 31 minutes]

[You have become much weaker, and you clearly feel that you have fallen down to the ninth level. 】

"How to choose, Lan Qi?"

Thalia felt that this time she was probably nearing the end of the simulation.

Lanclos still had more than two days left.

But whether it is to continue the investigation or to travel to the remote capital of Honing, St. Trique, it will take longer.

"To the capital, St. Trinique."

Lan Qi's choice this time was faster than before.

Maybe by continuing the investigation, we can get some more information for the next simulation.

But then we probably won’t see the group of vampires living well in the capital city of St. Trike.

If he didn't risk his life with the vampires today, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep well.

Sure enough, what Caliera showed him was crucial.

The era of the Blood Moon Bad Era did not end so simply.

If Pope Lanclos died peacefully, the world would be left with an even greater catastrophe.

"Then let's kill!"

Talia fully supports Ranchi.

Lan Qi chose the more conservative option before.

Only this time.

It is unbearable!

[Under the gaze of the stars, the valley is deep and the forest is dark. 】

[Betrayal brought about by faith and benevolence. 】

[Aroused anger. 】

[As they have done for a long time. 】【Their sins, their irrepentance, their atrocities. 】

【We are witnesses. 】

[The truth will always be told. 】

[Let us give you the final verdict. 】

After the demonic characters on the trees appeared, the sky became brighter and darker.

Lan Qi once again felt the sudden changes in the things around him, and continued flying south for a long time.

Until after the second day and night.

He arrived at Saint Trique, the southernmost capital of the Horning Empire.

On a brightly lit night, the entire capital, St. Trinique, looks like a shining gem.

Looking down from above, you can see the meandering Rhine River dividing the city in two like a shining ribbon.

Along the river bank, St. Trike's Cathedral, which Lancros had seen in his dream, stands majestically. In the center of the nearby Horning Imperial Square stands a statue of an ancient hero. Even at night, the square is crowded with tourists and street performers. The performance attracted many audiences to stop and enjoy.

On the south bank of the river, the iconic Moonlight Tower connects to the sky, and the observation deck on the top of the tower shines in the night.

This is the dividing line.

The boundary for humans is in the north, and the boundary for the vampires is in the south.

[After arriving in the capital city of St. Trike, you first entered the human realm on the north shore. 】

[You understand the current status of the capital city of Saint Trique. 】

[Although there are frequent demonic intrusions, the citizens are not that afraid. 】

[You visited the residents of St. Trike on the street. 】

"Because the vampires have been protecting us."

The pedestrian on the road replied.

【Whenever you mention Majin, citizens will respond to you positively and kindly. 】

"The Vampires are all good guys, but it's a pity that those guys from the Saint Paulante Theocracy in the north always like to smear them. If there was no Theocracy, the Vampires might have killed all the demons."

"The demon must be related to the demon clan. If it weren't for the demon clan, how could such a deformed thing exist? It should have been destroyed by those demons long ago."

[Listen to the words of these former compatriots from the Horning Empire. 】

[You realize it. 】

[It turns out that times have really changed. 】

Thalia watched Lanci ask the residents of the capital city of Saint Trique one by one on the street.

She looked at Lan Qi's smile.

She didn't know whether it was Lanclos's smile or Lanci's smile, but no matter what, she felt worried.

Thalia can't see the relevant information about the shadow world outside the Mirror of Tiberius now, nor can she see how far Lanci understands Lancros.

She also found it ridiculous.

Not a single resident thought that the vampires might be a threat.

In the view of the Horning people, Saint Trik's current stability and development are almost all due to the help provided by the vampires' symbiosis with them.

Even the younger generation and children admire the vampires.

["What exactly is a vampire?"]

[Standing on the street, you asked this question with your voice trembling with laughter. 】

Pedestrians on the streets and customers in front of stores suddenly stopped all the activities they were doing.

They suddenly stood up in unison, turned around, stepped heavily, and all looked this way.

"The vampires are friends!"

The faces of the residents of St. Trike were all filled with happy smiles, and they said to him in unison.

["Hahahahaha!"]

[You finally laughed out loud. 】

[Your state "Psychic Fracture" expands at this moment. 】

[When you encounter mood swings, you will recall the most painful memories, which will make you very painful and cause hallucinations, and all you can do is forcefully cry or laugh to get through these few seconds. 】

[Even your magic power began to waver. Soon, powerful beings in St. Trinique City noticed that you, Pope St. Paulante, were here. 】

On the streets of St. Trinique at night, people were coming and going. Only one figure was disconnected from the surrounding crowd, standing there and laughing.

"Lan Qi, can you hear me?"

Thalia's anxious voice echoed in Lan Qi's ears.

She knew that Lan Qi was feeling sad and sad at the moment, but she laughed uncontrollably, unable to stop until she choked with laughter. Along with the laughter, this kind of laughter ruthlessly tore her heart and put Lan Qi on the verge of collapse.

But she couldn't show up to hug Lan Qi.

It was as if she was separated by a glass wall, unable to touch Lan Qi.

Thalia had never seen Lanci like this.

Maybe they underestimated the ninth-level negative state of mind rupture, or maybe Lan Qi had already fallen too deep into this illusion without knowing it.

"Ha ha…"

Lan Qi's laughter gradually subsided, and his eyes began to change.

The words of the Mirror of Tiberius continued, climbing on the clothes of Saint Trik and the group of pedestrians, forming a densely surrounded demonic text—

[The vampires are aware of your appearance and also discover your weakness. 】

【You will choose next:】

【A.Wantful destruction】

【B. Raid on the Blood Realm】

【C. Escape with all your strength】

[D. Personal intervention]

【You are weak. 】

Not a moment of hesitation.

Lan Qi chose to go to the vampire's lair and fight head-on with the vampire.

Before taking the steps towards the south bank.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed.

As the world spun around, both he and Thalia felt lost, aware that they were being dragged into some sort of barrier.

The surrounding buildings and trees fell rapidly upwards, and the sound of hunting wind roared in my ears.

He was falling downwards at an extremely fast speed, and all he could see was the scene of the city hanging upside down.

Countless buildings seemed to be embedded in the night, some upside down, some crooked, completely ignoring the laws of gravity. Gorgeous wooden buildings intertwined with castle-like stone walls, shining with bright and scarlet light.

Lan Qi opened his eyes clearly, convinced that he was falling rapidly.

"This is... Blood Moon City?"

Thalia's heartbeat quickened as she realized that Tiberius' journey would also reach its final act.

But she didn't expect that the legendary Blood Moon City would now appear in front of her.

In the endless fall, a huge but deserted city gradually came into view.

The stacked buildings are arranged side by side, forming a geometric pattern with sharp edges and corners.

The entire city seemed to stretch toward the sky in despair, and then helplessly fall toward the center of the earth.

“…”

Lan Qi's figure continued to fall. He could have escaped upwards, but he resolutely went downwards, passing through the layers of buildings, as if he had accepted the vampire's invitation and wanted to fight.

He held the silver mask and covered his face.

The pope has dropped his disguise and is ready for battle.

After dancing for an unknown amount of time, he was enveloped by a huge palace.

He saw the wide corridor suddenly disappear and reappear elsewhere, the door to the room suddenly shifted, leading to a completely different space, the stairs were winding and spiraling, but they never ended.

Here is a long and narrow corridor, with the doors on both sides constantly opening and closing, revealing gruesome scenes. Some rooms are filled with surging seas of blood, while others are filled with pitch black that can swallow everything.

There was a vague smell of blood in the air, which made Lan Qi's nose wrinkle slightly.

He knew that this was the breath of the vampires.

Suddenly, a gorgeous sliding door opened in front of him.

He passed, and the fall began to slow.

Lan Qi looked around and found that he was slowly landing in the center of the circular square of the palace.

It's like an altar.

It's like a tombstone prepared for someone.

Thirteen huge stone pillars stand around the square, each of which is engraved with a gemstone totem corresponding to the ancestor.

When his feet finally touched the ground, he took a deep breath and felt the magic power of multiple vampire ancestors.

"Welcome to Blood Moon City, Pope Saint Paulante."

The joking voice echoed around, like the declaration of a god.

In the bottomless fog at the edge of the Blood Palace Square, the owner of the voice gradually appeared.

He looked no different from a human boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He was wearing a pure black velvet dress with the golden crest of the Horning noble family embroidered on the skirt.

He has a delicate face, skin as white as porcelain, and soft brown hair hanging down to his shoulders.

At first glance, he seems to be just a young boy from a wealthy family in St. Terric, but when you look directly into his eyes, you will find that those red eyes are bottomless and contain an age far beyond his appearance.

"I really didn't expect you to come here. I have lived peacefully in the Huoning Empire for so many years."

The third ancestor, Duke Rashal, had a faint smile on his lips, as if he was laughing at the stupidity of the world.

The silver-masked Pope didn't say a word to the third ancestor.

A ball of blazing white light burst out from his palm, shooting straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Blood Moon City as bright as day. Countless bright light points quickly gathered in the air, turning into a giant screen of light, covering the sky and facing the sky. Under the blood moon city cover.

"Don't do anything at the first sign, Your Majesty the Pope."

A purple-red magic barrier quickly formed around the third ancestor Rashal, blocking the light network.

The two magic powers collided fiercely in mid-air, erupting with a deafening roar.

The veins on the back of Pope Saint Paulante's hands trembled slightly as he tried his best to maintain the light magic.

But gradually, this collision came to nothing.

"The invincible Pope Saint Paulante is nothing more than this."

Duke Rashal, the third ancestor, murmured.

A magic circle formed under his feet on the ground within a radius of several kilometers, emitting more magic power than the pope's explosion just now.

Purple-red light spots all over the sky circulated crazily in the Blood Palace, turning into red python chains, whizzing towards the Pope's light array, making the air stagnant.

The silver-masked Pope activated his spell and quickly formed a rock seal shield in front of him.

During the confrontation between Pope St. Paulante and the third ancestor Rashar, the rock shield still had fine cracks and was teetering on the edge of danger.

Countless dazzling rays of light burst out from the Pope, intertwining into thousands of light wheels in mid-air, carrying a huge amount of power, and swept straight towards the third ancestor Rashal.

The two destructive forces violently collided in the void, and the entire Blood Palace erupted with a loud noise that shook the world.

The spells of both sides collapsed in an instant, forming the largest control offset.

Blood spilled from under the Pope's mask, and he gasped.

On the opposite side, the third ancestor Rashal looked very relaxed.

"Tired?"

The third ancestor Rashal shook hands and asked frivolously.

Hei Riqing's innate magic, which was born for the vampires, can indeed fight the vampires across one level, and can directly kill the vampires at the same level.

But the problem now is-

The third ancestor, Rashal, seemed to have seen through the current state of Pope Saint Paulante.

He didn't mind having a fight with Pope Saint Paulante as he wanted.

But in his home stadium, the Blood Palace, he has to follow his rules.

Raging flames, as red as liquid and dazzlingly red, swept across the square, turning the dark Blood Palace square into a crimson abyss.

This flame also began to burn Pope Saint Paulante.

"You guys don't just stand around, come and entertain the guests together."

The third ancestor, Duke Rashal, turned back and looked meaningfully at the sky. With a smile on his lips, he shouted to several figures in the blood mist at the edge of the Blood Palace Square.

"Then let's take revenge and complain today."

At this moment, Pope Saint Paulante had not had time to react.

In his field of vision, he only saw an additional figure in front of him.

The figure's brows were furrowed, and a provocative smile emerged from the corner of his mouth. He was wearing a military uniform, which had been torn at the moment of the burst of power.

His right hand stretched forward violently and hit Pope St. Paulante's cheek, which would detonate everything in the next second.

When the explosion resounded through the Blood Palace, dust flew away, and Pope Saint Paulante was knocked away heavily.

The violent force lifted up the inner wall of the Blood Palace where the Pope was trapped, causing it to collapse like a surging tide. The collision was faster than thunder!

The impact stirred up strong winds, causing the corners of Rashal's coat to dangle as he watched the third ancestor in the distance.

"Somerset, you really hate our Mr. Pope."

The third ancestor Rashal looked at the violently powerful Vampire figure and joked.

"I really can't understand why I lost to this guy in the first place."

The eighth ancestor, the Marquis of Somerset, held his wrist and made a rattling sound as he walked to the side of the third ancestor, Duke Rashal.

After Rashaer had confirmed the Pope's status, he dared to take the lead.

In the ruins of the Blood Palace in the distance, the Pope reluctantly stood up, and the magic power around him seemed to turn into pure electric light, constantly causing the explosion of electric cocoons.

The side of the Pope's face was covered by shadows and firelight, and part of the right side of the mask was broken. His face was covered with blood, flowing from his cheeks.

The eighth ancestor Somerset couldn't help but shudder when he was stared at by the emerald green eyes under the mask.

Before the Pope could take a breath, the third ancestor, Duke Rashal, took action suddenly.

Countless purple tongues of flame burst out of the ground, instantly binding the Pope tightly.

The pure electric light and magic power on the Pope's body are getting stronger and stronger, but those evil tongues of fire are adsorbed on him, sucking his power like **** leeches.

In the blink of an eye, the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, sneered boldly and punched again.

The fist roared down with a huge force, the wind of the fist seemed to be carrying a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees, and the blood was shining into the sky.

The Pope saw that the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, was about to hit with his fist, and knew that the defensive magic would only be disrupted and disintegrated by the third ancestor, Duke Rachael.

His magic power surged crazily again, and he chose to collide head-on with Somerset, the eighth ancestor.

"Bluff! Pope!"

The eighth ancestor Somerset laughed, his fist flashed with hot blood, and he smashed the Pope's face hard.

Just when his fist was about to touch the Pope, the Pope's whole body glowed brightly, and the magic power condensed into a blazing white light prism all over his body.

The light prism continued to expand until it fell into pieces, dyeing the world pure white.

The deafening loud noise echoed in the Blood King Palace.

The blazing white light drowned the figure of the eighth ancestor Somerset, blasting it away and disappearing.

After the explosion.

There was silence for a long time.

"Damn guy..."

Somerset, the eighth ancestor, stood up from the blood mist. He almost turned into a **** man, his whole body was scorched, and his teeth, gums and jawbones were exposed on his cheeks.

"Somerset, you are too careless. Even if he is weak now, you can't fight him head-on."

The third ancestor Rashal commented with a smile.

"Come again."

The eighth ancestor Somerset looked at his blood-stained muscles and actually laughed.

Seeing the Pope's state, he was convinced that he was enough to cause harm to the Pope.

“…”

The pope's face turned pale, and another fragment of his silver mask fell off, supporting his shaky body.

The blow just now was not a suitable move.

If Somerset, the eighth ancestor, acts as a human shield and he trades injuries for injuries, and Rashaal, the third ancestor, interferes from behind, it may be difficult for him to deal with it.

Just when the Pope abandoned his distracting thoughts and continued this desperate battle.

A faint feminine fragrance floated from nowhere.

"This farce needs to end."

A cold young female voice came from the blood mist. She appeared in the Blood Palace wearing a dark purple gauze dress.

She closed her eyes tightly and pursed her red lips. Her eyelashes cast a shadow under the firelight, making the tear stains under her eyes more eye-catching.

The Pope had to look at this new ancestor again.

"Originally we just wanted to wait until you died naturally, but we didn't expect you to come here on your own initiative, Pope Saint Paulante."

The vampire astrologer and the seventh ancestor, Marquis Helitier, spoke.

She can both divine the future and provide healing and amplification.

With her on her side, the eighth ancestor's injuries burned by the light immediately began to recover at an accelerated rate.

At the same moment, the strength of the magic power of the third ancestor, Duke Rashal, and the aura of power on the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, began to rise.

“…”

The cheeks under the gap in the pope's mask remained unmoved, looking at the three blood ancestors surrounding him in the crimson blood palace.

"How can such a thing happen without me? I also want to try to see if I can swallow the power of the Pope."

Before the battle could begin, another voice floated out.

The blood mist condensed into the ninth ancestor, Marquis Bernhard. He was wearing an off-white silk shirt, a black velvet vest, and an emerald bow tie at the collar.

His golden brown curly hair hung loosely on his forehead, slightly blocking his red eyes.

He smiled and nodded to Pope Saint Paulante, showing his neat white teeth, as respectfully as a gentleman inviting guests to sit down.

Of course, there was only one thing he had to do.

That is.

Send the Pope on his way.

The divine fire roared in the Blood King's palace, the dome was gloomy, and the blood moon hung high.

The ancestors of the vampire clan looked at the Pope.

The Pope stood alone, bathed in the pale red moonlight, and still said nothing.

His pupils seemed to be filled with determination, and his magic power rose to the extreme.

The peace gained by the end of more than thirty years of war is nothing but a false appearance.

The Vampires will never repent, and the Horning Empire has been corroded to the core.

The goal of the vampires from beginning to end has been to retreat in order to advance, using the suffering people of the Horning Empire as a shield to deceive Pope St. Paulante and escape his unstoppable life. When his human lifespan is exhausted, they will be their blood. The moment when the moon comes back.

Then they will become more cautious and more vicious.

It is absolutely impossible for a more dangerous human hero to be born again, and it is even less possible for the Horning Empire to try to save itself again.

They will become stronger as they learn their lessons.

They want to completely enslave mankind and destroy the demon world.

The pope finally understood what Cailliera was trying to convey.

"Just thinking about you being able to live one more second in this world, I just can't accept it."

He walked almost word for word, like a devil walking out of purgatory, and walked in the direction of the third ancestor Rashal.

Accept the fate that has befallen this world.

I also remembered the names one after another on my shoulders.

Countless emotions burned his heart until it fester.

So abominable, so ugly.

Burning anger burned his heart.

In the roar of Lanclos.

Under St. Trik in the Horning Empire, the blood moon wind roared, and the war of the Age of Gods was about to break out again.

…

There is no light, no color in the darkness.

There was only the sound of heavy footsteps.

When he could see clearly again, he had been taken to the top of St. Trike's Cathedral.

He opened his weak eyes.

Looking from a distance, the once prosperous city has been reduced to ruins, with dry and broken limbs scattered among the collapsed buildings.

Whether it was the elderly, women, or children, their blood had long been sucked dry or evaporated. Even from a distance, the strong smell of blood was still coming to their nostrils.

It seems that their battle has affected the ground from Blood Moon City, and the shock has caused disaster to many residents of St. Trike, the capital of Horning.

As high-quality food, these residents provide immediate supplements to the vampires.

After the war, the South Bank has become a place where four vampires feast after their carnival.

They quickly replenished the losses suffered in the previous battle.

Under the **** moonlight, a suffocating sense of absurdity and psychedelia enveloped the entire city.

"Well, Your Majesty the Pope, what do you think of this beautiful scenery?"

The third ancestor, Duke Rachael, held Pope Saint Paulante by the back of his neck, turned him to face the desolate land, and asked him in his ear.

At this moment, only half of Pope Saint Paulante's body was left, cut into a human pig, and dying in the hands of the victor, Rasharti.

“…”

The pope's dim eyes had lost all life.

Even if his lips trembled slightly, he could no longer make a sound.

"We actually deliberately kept some survivors."

Marquis Mercet wiped the corners of his mouth and said to the Pope with a smile.

"Think about it, after fighting with all your strength, you reveal your original devilish posture and what effect will it have if people see you?"

The seventh ancestor Harrithir also asked him.

"People of the Horning Empire, look!"

The third ancestor Rashar raised the pope in his hand a little higher, just like everyone under the Temple of the Moon.

"Who is the culprit of today's disaster, or rather the disaster of the past few decades!"

When Duke Rashal spoke, every word was full of command-like majesty.

Under this blood moon, he is the ruler of the night, and all human will seems insignificant.

“…”

The half-length Pope still lowered his dull eyes. Even though Duke Lasalle was so humiliated, he could not refute anything.

【You lost. 】

【You are like a king who has lost everything. 】

[In Blood Moon City, you were surrounded and suppressed by the third ancestor, Duke Rashal, the seventh ancestor, Marquis Helitier, the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, and the ninth ancestor, Marquis Bernhard. Even if you have the ability to restrain the vampires His combat ability was powerless in the Blood Palace. 】

[People have clearly seen what you look like as a demon. 】

[Many surviving citizens climbed out of the ruins and looked at the defeated Glow Demon in horror. 】

"Pope Saint Paulante?"

"It turns out that all peace is a lie."

"The bright and majestic Pope Saint Paulante is actually the devil!"

"He really deserves to die!!"

[You listen to the indignant voices of the people of the Horning Empire, and the eyes with split canthus staring at you. 】

[Are you the one who committed the most heinous crimes? 】

[You have failed to live up to those who sacrificed for you. 】

[You also failed to save the Theocracy and the Demonic World. 】

[Everything you do is in vain. 】

"Hehehe, Lanclos, you still lost."

The third ancestor, Rashal, looked at the pope in his hand with pity, a winner's smile on his face.

Next, the Horning Empire and the Blood Tribe occupied the high ground of justice to counterattack the St. Paulant Theocracy.

The backbone of the Saint Paulant Theocracy was shattered, a crisis of trust began, and the outcome was clear before the war began.

"Okay, I can send you on your way."

Rashal seemed to have had enough fun, and completely shattered the Pope's body with magic power, turned it into a **** mist, and threw it from the Temple of the Moon.

"Thank you for performing this short farce for me as a clown during the Blood Moon era."

Rashal's laughter was hearty, as if he was telling Lancross that a weak race like humans had always been nothing more than a toy of his third ancestor.

The Pope was also in pieces, and even the last remaining silver-white mask began to dissipate.

As soon as a second passed, the world left behind began to fall into pieces.

He seemed to hear a voice.

tell him.

If the wings can still flap, please remember.

Those countless birds with burned wings—

Scatter the ashes and never rest in peace.

The bones turned to sand.

All sacrifices are worthless.

In vain.

The voices of people being devoured came.

Sorrow flashes in the darkness.