You call this the mastermind?

Merlen didn't pay attention to what happened outside.

Although he found that a strange middle-aged man pushed the door open without permission, the man just glanced at him a few times and turned away in a hurry.

It was as if he had walked into the wrong door.

He was accompanied by the old butler Fox, but the old man didn't say anything and hurriedly followed him.

Before leaving, he was kind enough to close the door.

The behavior of the two seemed a little abnormal, but Mellen was busy "fighting" the teacher, so he had no time to pay attention to it-

Considering that they belonged to the same "holy spirit", doing some intimate things with the teacher seemed to relieve her condition.

So even though he saw that the teacher who turned into a snake looked at him with a strange look, Mellen didn't hesitate and covered the snake with his body.

At first, it didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but simply coiled around his upper body.

The extremely cold touch pressed against his skin, freezing Mellen.

But later, she didn't know whether it was because she had been dawdling for a long time and had a certain desire, or because she felt that this method was too slow to relieve the pain, she actually wanted to climb down!

But considering the size and aesthetic issues of the species, Mellen said that he couldn't let it leave the range of his upper body.

Otherwise, he would be more than Xu Xian.

However, if it didn't satisfy some of the perverted ideas of this snake, it would obviously become more and more dissatisfied.

All over the body, the force that was originally gently wrapped around his upper body also began to increase.

Mellen was very sad and angry.

If the teacher was in human form, he would have obeyed long ago.

But this is a snake...

"Can I use my hands?"

He even thought about this question, "In the previous life, some people who kept cats said that they could use small cotton swabs to deal with it?"

"But snakes and cats are obviously not the same thing..."

Mellen didn't know much about this aspect. He felt that this kind of cold knowledge was obviously impossible for ordinary people to know.

However, just as he reached out to grab the tail of the snake in his arms, hesitating whether to practice and learn the truth, a very desolate and painful wail suddenly came from outside the window!

The sound was particularly loud, as if it was close at hand, which scared Melen.

However, when he turned his head, he found nothing.

The sky outside the window was already like dawn, with a faint light.

But other than that, there was basically nothing to see.

And the howling sound that seemed to come from the abyss, after the last sound, was completely silent.

"Is the dragon dead?"

Melen thought of this possibility.

Guderian, who attacked him, had told him before that dragons would be slain during the ceremony, which was very lively.

So although he was very busy, he still noticed that the ceremony of the group of truth believers was carried out in advance.

After all, there were many roars coming intermittently during this period, which were both hideous and painful, much more violent than the noise made by slaughtering pigs.

Unfortunately, Melen has no time to care about this aspect now.

He didn't even bother to see what was happening to Alyssa, who was left in the underground palace by the teacher.

Because compared to the current "crisis", those things didn't seem to affect him.

"If I really have a relationship with the child of destiny, then they can contact me. But if not, this matter has nothing to do with me, and there is no need to pay more attention to it..."

With this thought, Melen took a deep breath.

After pulling the black viper with beautiful scales in his arms to his eyes, he wanted to say something.

But just as he opened his mouth, Melen felt a dizziness coming from the depths of his mind!

Along with it, there was a trivial, unclear call from the bottom of his heart.

Somewhat like the mysterious call he encountered before.

But the difference is that the call is much clearer and will not make him faint at all!

"Don't..."

Merlen panicked, staring at the golden pupils of the black snake staring at him and the pink tongue that was constantly swallowing and spitting out. He gritted his teeth and wanted to throw it out of the window regardless of anything.

However, just as he stood up, the dizziness suddenly intensified like low blood pressure!

With a stumble, Mellen fell face down on the ground, fainting with a pale face.

Therefore, he did not notice that the black viper that was thrown aside by inertia because of falling to the ground, after landing and coiling for a few circles, suddenly twisted and turned back into human form!

Obviously, Mrs. Chelsea was not completely unconscious before!

...

The town called Raifali is located on the border of a forest on the outskirts of Graham City.

Unlike other places shrouded in darkness, this place is full of light at this time.

It was a piece of fire, coming from a square in a remote area of ​​the town, like a huge bonfire, illuminating the entire town like daylight.

This situation was obviously very strange, but it did not attract the attention of the people in the town.

Because they were already in a state of sleep caused by the spell.

Therefore, they could not see that thousands of mysterious black-clad people were now lined up in a circle around the "bonfire".

They kept walking forward, ignoring the heat wave, cutting a cut on their wrists and throwing blood into the flames.

The bonfire covered a very large area, and the blazing appearance was like a small sun falling into the center of the square.

The heat radiated even distorted the air of the entire town.

And if you look closely, you will see that the source of the flame is not actually made of firewood, but is instead composed of a large number of flesh and blood organs - huge eyes, broken bones, adhering organs, ferocious heads...

They were engulfed in flames and looked blurry on the outside, but the crackling sound of burning muscles and fat was like a wonderful gospel, making every man in black who was close to the bloodletting tremble with excitement.

"Cut a giant lava dragon alive into thousands of pieces and perform so-called sacrifices... Such a bloody practice, why didn't the Union Council classify this group of truth believers as a cult?"

The old president of the Mixed-blood Association is currently sitting cross-legged on a floating blue flying carpet.

Next to him was an old man with gray hair wrapped in a white robe.

Looking at the situation in the square below, his expression was full of disgust.

"I think if necessary, they can even cut an innocent person into thousands of pieces to satisfy their so-called disgusting habits of the child of destiny!"

"Crazy people are basically unreasonable."

Upon hearing this, the old president said slowly: "Being angry because of a madman is something only a fool would do."

"I'm not mad at these lunatics."

The old man in white robe glared at the other person, "You know what I'm talking about!"

"Of course, of course, you're not happy with what some of the big guys said on the cult bill."

The old president nodded and said: "But the reason why big shots are big shots is because they have the power to do whatever they want, and we don't."

"So, you're going to talk about your idea of ​​fighting for power again?"

The old man in white robe said disdainfully: "To fight for power, you have to integrate into the rules set by those people, and you can only be their dog. What's the point of that?"

"What's wrong with being a dog?"

The old president said without changing his expression: "Our association has recently become Mrs. Chelsea's dog, but it's a very comfortable life."

This sounds shameless and downright infuriating.

However, after taking a closer look at the old president of the mixed-race association, the old man in white robe suddenly laughed.

"Forget it, Jacques, if you were really willing to be a dog, you wouldn't have dragged me here to see what these lunatics were doing."

"I just don't want to miss this excitement."

"Really?"

The old man in white robes said meaningfully: "Chaos is an opportunity and a ladder. This is the concept you preached everywhere in your early years."

"When I was young, I was always impulsive in doing things."

The old president said noncommittally: "It is impossible for this world to become chaotic again."

"But if the existence of Destiny's Child is real."

The old man in white robe said: "What will He reveal to these madmen?"

“If destiny is real, what is there for Him to preach about?”

"How do I know?"

"But you were expecting it."

The old man in white robe said firmly, "You are looking forward to change, looking forward to secrets, looking forward to the coming of chaos, so you will drag me in to see this group of people making such bloody sacrifices, right?"

The old president did not respond when he heard this.

After taking a few glances at the brightly lit square below, he focused on an inconspicuous old building at the end of the square.

After watching for a moment, he suddenly asked: "Are you sure this is just an ordinary church?"

"The Church of the Night abandoned the building in this town. I even went to pee in it when I was a child. Is there anything that I can't be sure of?"

The old man in white robe answered like this, followed his gaze, but was stunned for a moment.

Because that church is changing.

Nothing could be seen from the outside, but the inner aura was getting deeper and darker.

It seems that something that has been dormant for a long time is slowly waking up!

"There is really a secret?"

He was very surprised.

I talked about it before, but I was just guessing what my old friend was thinking.

He never thought that the group of lunatics below could really cause any trouble!

"But that doesn't mean that the child of destiny is real."

Instead, the old president next to him said: "Be patient and wait and see. If something unusual happens, it's not too late to get excited."

Who said I was excited?

The old man in white robe glanced at the other party when he heard this, but said nothing more.

He stared intently at the church that seemed to him more and more mysterious, and he really expected some kind of change to happen.

…

What happened in the suburban town became more and more attention-grabbing, but no one could imagine that all this would have anything to do with a certain young man.

The young people themselves could not imagine it.

Because after he fell into coma, he was having a dream.

A seemingly never-ending dream related to snakes.

I need to organize my thoughts, there will be no more tonight~