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Finally, the gate of the castle opened slowly with a heavy creaking sound.

Cain leaned over to pick up the paintbrush that had stained the ground, and threw the ruined painting into the fireplace. A spark burst out from the dark fireplace, and the tongue of fire licked the wet painting, turning it into ash.

Vampires - They prefer to call themselves vampires.

The ancestor of the blood race turned around, looked at the descendants who came by the moonlight, took the wine glass placed aside, and the liquid, which looked magnificent under the clear moonlight, swayed gently with his movements.

He remembered the name of this descendant, Andre, who was as ordinary as a bad street, and seemed to be the prince of a small country at that time before he was transformed.

The man who came here bowed down respectfully, put his hands on his chest and saluted respectfully.

Cain accepted the gift, and took out a piece of delicate and smooth drawing paper to fix it on the drawing board.

Andre has long been used to this kind of treatment, and he can even turn a blind eye to the sculptures with the same face and different postures everywhere in this room.

He would always pick out the merits of his master, while ignoring the irrationality and pathology of Cain's actions.

As descendants, even if they are not of direct bloodline, the loyalty and admiration of blood clansmen to their ancestors are not affected by these things.

The First Patriarch is the Father of them all.

Even after Cain returned, he only summoned them collectively once, and as the most powerful and influential person in the present age, he was given the honor of being able to meet the ancestors at any time.

Andre is very proud of this, he clearly knows that he is envied by his fellow clansmen, and even those fellow clansmen who are not frank will resent the special treatment of the ancestors because of this.

But what does that matter? To have this special right, even if someone pierces his heart with thousands of arrows, he is willing to do so.

Cain lowered his head and picked the colors, the warmth that should not appear in the life of the ancestor of the blood race surfaced on the palette little by little.

It was the color and the warmth that Abel was so in love with.

Cain's gaze softened slightly, and he began to draw and trace on the paper.

"What's going on?" he asked, his voice surprisingly calm.

Andre was not relieved by the change in his tone, and even became more nervous.

He knew that the master's temper was really bad, moody, and irregular. Even if the sun was shining for a second, it would turn into an unstoppable gust of wind in an instant.

"It's the gods on that side." That side refers to the alliance of gods whose main force is now in the east.

Andre's posture was respectful, and he lowered his voice. Unlike the arrogance and reserve when he was dining and discussing with many blood races in the manor before, his face now even has longing.

Eager to be able to gain more sympathy from the ancestor, even if it is just a glance.

However, Cain's full attention was on Abel, and he didn't seem to feel the blazing gaze from Andre at all.

Cain paused slightly when he was stained with paint, "Huh?"

"The gods on that side destroyed our family." Andre said.

Cain is still very concerned about matters involving other gods. After all, Lucifer's development momentum is quite good now, and he can't hold back and lose the chain.

And Cain is really looking forward to the day he envisioned.

Even if the possibility is slim, he wants to give it a try.

Cain gently mixed the paint on the palette, still without turning his head, "Why?"

Andre considered it for a while, and he didn't dare to tell the truth completely, because even though he had issued a warning before, there were few blood races who really took it to heart.

And originally there was only one clan who did it, but later, because the other side didn't seem to stop, the blood clans whose interests were threatened also attacked them one by one.

This matter has to be investigated, and Andre has to bear a charge of unfavorable management.

He really didn't want to let himself become incompetent in the impression of his ancestors, and he didn't want to give a group of fellow clansmen who were eager to move to the top a chance to climb up.

Andre thought for a while, and then said: "Suddenly began to investigate our strength over there, and the human beings we belonged to came to ask for help, and some of the same race couldn't help but move their hands."

"Human things..." Cain recalled that they are indeed developing the power of the blood race among humans, so he withdrew what he was about to say, and asked instead: "What about the loss?"

Andre paused, "A family is completely destroyed."

Cain nodded, it didn't matter how many people died in his eyes.

Because it is not difficult for him to develop, the loss of human beings makes him feel more distressed now than the loss of vampires.

It is much more difficult to cultivate a force rooted in human beings than to cultivate a vampire.

Andre's eyes that fell on Cain's back showed a slight sadness. Even in a high position, he knew that to the ancestor, the elimination of a family was nothing. It's the same reason to be indifferent, but Andre still feels a little sad when he feels that he is just one of "indifferent" in Cain's eyes.

"The gods are still going on?" Cain seemed to have noticed something, put down the palette, and turned to look at Andre.

Andre quickly looked away and shook his head.

Cain waved his hand, "Then it's business as usual."

Andre looked at Cain and turned around again, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally lowered his eyes and chose to leave.

It is not very useful for him to speak among the same clan, even if the ancestor gave him the power to manage all affairs, but now the blood clans are not convinced by anyone, especially everyone wants to appear in front of the ancestor several times, to win the ancestor's eyes when with love.

It's useless, and Andre knows very clearly that no matter how much they do and how good they are, in the eyes of the ancestors, they can't even compare to the boy in the painting.

Andre felt that the death of the previous family was by no means the end. He felt extremely uneasy, but he didn't dare to tell Cain.

He didn't want to see the disappointment in the ancestors' faces, especially in him.

Andre simply notified the same clan again, he felt that even if they were not as powerful as the gods who controlled the laws, if they were prepared, at least they would not be so embarrassed.

Especially this time, in the final analysis, it was they who took the initiative to provoke and angered the gods.

Temporarily avoiding the edge is the best choice now, no, to be more precise, it is the best choice to hide from Cain who is now almost completely letting go of the family affairs.

"Andre, what are you talking about!?" The graceful female vampire couldn't believe it, "We have lost a family!"

Andre looked at her, "I know."

"We have been dormant for so many years, and now His Majesty Lucifer and the ancestors are back, why should we still bow our knees to the gods?" The hot-tempered vampire was even more dissatisfied, "The West is not a place where their alliance can run wild."

Andre rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, "It's just a temporary escape..."

"We've been avoiding it long enough! Ever since the first god woke up, we've gone underground. Now that we have someone who can hold up the banner, why do we still have to avoid it?" The female vampire pushed the dinner plate, " I decline your offer."

Of course, it was impossible for Andre to say what they relied on behind the scenes. In fact, he didn't take them as the same thing at all.

Self-disorder is the most stupid behavior.

What's more, even if he said it, the fellow clansmen probably wouldn't believe it at all.

That is the ancestor.

Being able to return in the generation they control, they all regard themselves as the favored generation, the existence that will be passed down through the ages and recorded in history.

The vampires are proud of it.

Andre looked at most of his compatriots who expressed their opposition to him, and suddenly felt a little tired.

Finally a mild-mannered vampire asked, "What do you mean by primordial?"

Andre sighed. Compared with other people's fierce opposition, Andre was most afraid of someone asking this question.

He avoided all probing eyes, and said after a while: "The ancestor said... everything is business as usual."

Hearing this, the female vampire sneered and mocked him: "Andre, you are such a coward."

Andre waved his hand, maintaining an indifferent attitude.

He said and did everything he could say and do, and no one listened to him, just like the same clan who had their entire family wiped out because they didn't listen to him before.

Not even a single bit of news about that extinct family came out. They could only detect the strong lingering breath of the sea and the sun among the ruins.

"I know that a branch of the gods over there is going to come to the west to develop recently." Like a female general who has won a battle, she said proudly: "Unfortunately, it is the newly emerged sea realm."

The vampires were startled, looked at each other, and immediately knew what it meant to see this girl.

Andre watched coldly as they seemed to be communicating with each other quite vigorously, discussing how to deal with the newly emerged force in the sea realm.

Of course he knew this matter clearly, even he knew much more than them.

The previously extinct clans would also send him messages, and what he saw from the information they sent intermittently was far more terrifying than what his fellow clansmen saw today.

There is still the shadow of Jehovah faintly here.

It's just that the one who wiped out that family in one fell swoop before was indeed the god from that sea realm.

Andre simply didn't say anything.

He also really needs someone to find out in front of him whether there is really someone from heaven intervening in this matter.

If there was, Andre felt that when these fellow clansmen came to their senses, he would curl up his hands and feet and hide quietly without him needing to say anything.

No matter how much he doesn't want to think about it, Andre has to admit that the blood race is not very powerful in most of the unnatural existences today.

Except for a small number of blood races with special dark talents, most of the other blood races are nothing more than having stronger bodies than humans.

Andre sat quietly on the main seat and looked at the fellow clansmen who were discussing passionately, and some of them looked at him with worried eyes.

He gave the latter a comforting look, and then left the restaurant.

There are always people who do not believe in evil and want to use their own bodies to show others the way forward.

Nowadays, there are too few people who have such awareness. Since they are willing to do this, Andre feels that he absolutely cannot stop them.

Since they are all contributing to the blood clan, it doesn't matter what method they use.

Nereus and Prometheus clearly felt that the recent development of the company seemed to have entered a bottleneck.

They didn't pay much attention to it at first, after all, the preliminary plans were coming to an end, and if they wanted to go further, they needed to open more channels and launch their products.

In short.

It's time to throw money again.

But it doesn't matter, our sea world is not short of money.

Nereus invested large sums of money without batting an eye.

As a result, the water splashed, but it was not as big as they imagined.

Although Nereus and Prometheus cannot guarantee that what they do is absolutely correct, they are also very confident in their plan that has been carefully considered for a long time.

If there is no accident, they should immediately open up higher-level channels and markets.

This time they are targeting the clothing and haute couture market.

However, a stagger in the footsteps they just took almost didn't make them fall.

As soon as Nereus and Prometheus got together, they quickly discovered that someone was cutting off the beard.

Because the opponent's actions were not concealed at all, and the whole thing clearly expressed their dislike and rejection of this company.

Nereus 15:52:31

Triton, help me look up these companies

and these people

Tong Lili 15:55:33

ok, what happened?

Nereus 15:56:51

They are stopping us.

Tong Li was taken aback for a moment, he thought there was Elysee in front of him, and no one would attack them so blindly.

Who is so short-sighted to oppose Elysee.

Tong Li counted and counted, but he didn't know which companies in the Western entertainment industry were capable and dared to compete with Elysee.

Even the local entertainment distribution giants are not so bold.

Tong Li slid the mouse and saw several familiar names at a glance.

He looked at the information of the confirmed high-level vampires that he had printed out before, and then looked at the list, deeply feeling that this group of bats is simply a master of death.

However, Tong Li first checked out the information of the people and companies on the list, and by the way, listed the backers behind these companies and which companies they mainly cooperated with.

Tong Li thinks that Nereus must understand.

Although it is not possible to stop cooperating with these companies in the future, it is completely fine to raise the profile and threshold a little bit when cooperating.

Those who bully our family must have the consciousness of being retaliated against, yes, our sea world is so narrow-minded and unreasonable!

Don't hold back!

Tong Lili 17:31:55

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Nereus 17:56:11

ok

Tong Lili 17:59:21

I guess the vampires are causing trouble for us, Olybia and I went to bring them a family, sorry to trouble my grandfather qaq

Nereus 18:03:31

It's okay, I've heard what Olybia said.

And Eurybia even boasted to me that you are much stronger.

Well done!

Tong Lili 18:05:12

Really? So happy~(≧▽≦)/~

But grandpa, don’t worry, I’ve contacted Jehovah God!

It is estimated that they will be overwhelmed before long.

Nereus 18:08:11

haha ok

Tong Li closed the window, and sent the information and address of the newly discovered vampire to Yahweh.

While expressing that I was paying attention to this matter, I also urged Jehovah from the side to act quickly.

Let people grab the sea to vent. If the Lord doesn't do it again, it is estimated that the grumpy Forcus will blow up.

He blows up, Eurybia and Nereus will definitely not just watch him blow up, when the time comes, it will become the sea realm, although the sea gods don't seem to care about this, but Tong Li still doesn't think much about it Take this pot on your back.

Unlike Yahweh who is far away in heaven, although most of the gods in the sea realm are still in the sea god's domain, the goal of ms is still very big now.

A big family has a big business, and a bite by a mad dog will also cause a big loss.

Tong Li still thought it would be more cost-effective to let Yahweh stand in front of him.

Within 2 minutes, Tong Li received a reply email from Jehovah God.

Only one short word.

Ok.

um what?

Does it mean that you have received it or that you will do it right away?

I am really flattered to be able to work for you to reply me, O Lord ＿(: 3ゝ∠)＿

However, knowing that Jehovah had received the mail, Tong Li felt relieved.

There is also time difference across most of the earth, although Tong Li knows that there is no night in heaven, and Jehovah does not need sleep.

But thinking about it, it's six o'clock in the morning in the west, and I'm very embarrassed to disturb others.

Tong Li looked at the messy documents on the table and sighed. There was actually a reason why he didn't like letting the gods investigate the information.

Because they have never reported information in a file format that can browse important information in simple words, and the files sent by the gods are quite full of personal style. Some even asked him to wear a love letter to His Majesty Hades, and some persuaded him Saying that God Tartarus is not a good home, in fact, other Hades people are also pretty good, even crying and shouting to him not to leave Hades, not to take away the leisure life of the gods of the Ministry of Intelligence.

Every time Tong Li opened the file and saw this kind of content, he felt very ugly.

The most shameful thing is that they can't be shredded as junk files, because they will also hand in intelligence information mixed with a lot of nonsense.

For example, the content of this copy in his hand.

The weather is really nice today, but to be honest, I don't like this kind of sunny weather at all, it's nice that it's been cloudy all the time.

And I don't like working overtime either. I haven't worked overtime for five months since Triton came to Hades.

But tell me, why do you want to resume this kind of life again? Why did the person I wanted to investigate die when I just arrived in the West?

It's really annoying, I have to start with the neighbor next door...

Looking at this kind of document, Tong Li really wanted to throw it directly at the face of the god who sent it up, but since the possibility of this was very small, he could only hold his nose and endure it.

But now it is impossible for him to let the intelligence department, which has already suffered once, to keep an eye on those vampires. He simply let the human beings under his hands go around to find anyone who can take it back, even if it is a child. It doesn't matter, they don't need money and time to train a person.

There is also the work of rebuilding the dark spots and the contact points on the bright side. Tong Li simply handed over the part to Nereus, anyway, they will be taken there in the end, why not go through the Netherland side up.

In case people will laugh at Haijie and say that Zhou Paipi is about to leave and still use the money from Hades to build his own power.

Tong Li felt that his skin was not that thick.

Although everything seems to be developing in a positive direction, Tong Li still has to look at the messy and incomprehensible information painfully now, and then extract the main content of the information from it to summarize.

If it weren't for the fact that humans can't use it, he wouldn't have given all the tasks to the Hades!

Of course, even the god of Hades cannot be the god of sleep and the god of dreams.

Because they can't find vampires.

Ah, I miss the report files of human beings so much, Tong Li feels like he is going to be filled with junk files.

The most frightening thing is that there are still people who consult him about love affairs.

Tong Li's heart almost collapsed.

???

What kind of love do you have with a working dog? ?

What qualifications does an overtime dog have to fall in love?Promise me, take a good rest and sleep when you get home, okay? ?

Promise me, even if you don't sleep, you will learn from anthropology what is called a "document", okay?

What the hell is this... Fuck!

Every time Tong Li saw the documents sent by these gods, he felt that it was not unreasonable for Hypnos to be inefficient in the past.

Because Hypnos will also carefully reply to these distressed gods of the underworld.

...Mom, I don't see you being so enthusiastic at work.

Tong Li put down the document in his hand and took a deep breath.

He felt that if the sea gods had the same style of painting, he would collapse. It was necessary to tell Nereus first, at least to let the sea gods know what it means to be able to keep a long story short and stop talking nonsense.

But now even though he feels that his whole body is going to be bombarded with all kinds of strange messages to the point of going crazy, he still has to keep reading.

Because no one will considerately mark all the key points for him, explain the situation with pictures and texts, and he only needs to extract the part that is useful to him, sort it out, and then he will be done.

Tong Li has never thought that the documents he often sees are so beautiful. They are all black and white with pictures, but human beings will bold and black the key content, and attach photos of the scene and evidence. You can get the certificates issued by the hospital and the police, and you can scan them clearly at a glance, which is full of useful content.

And this group of Hades gods!

The fonts I finally saw were all arias, and the few photos were all selfies taken by special means.

Damn... I really miss humans QAQ

The author has something to say:

Cain: Oh!abel!Why are you Abel!

Andre: Oh!ancestor!Why are you the ancestor!

Tong Li: Oh!Hades!Why are you such a dog!