Chapter 788 Lanqi Listens Attentively to the Cries of the Vampires

"Phew, you're fine."

Thalia let go of her half-suspended heart.

After Lan Qi accepted the eternal punishment of immortality, he did not suffer any inhuman pain as expected, and even seemed to be very relaxed, as if there was no price.

But it was precisely this that prevented Talia from completely letting go.

I borrowed some things, but the time to pay them back hasn’t come yet.

"Let's look at the options first."

Lan Qi told Talia not to think too much, he would be fine, or in other words, if you want to reach a perfect ending, this is a necessary choice.

This time the options are all place names.

Since it was clear that Lancros would not sit here calmly, he was bound to go somewhere.

If you go to option A, Demon King Nekaris Castle, you must be looking for the help of Profanity Lord Melogas to jointly attack the Horning Empire.

If you choose option B, St. Trike, the capital of Horning, you should fast forward directly to the Blood Clan's lair to attack Blood Moon City.

Option C, Hansabek, is the province of the Horning Empire that had the most activity in the last simulation survey.

"First of all, we have ruled out looking for the blasphemous Lord Melogas. Although it would be safer to lead a group of big demons to sweep Blood Moon City, to be honest, time is limited. I have already used Immortal Punishment on myself, so there is no need to spend more time. Return to the Demon King's Castle and mobilize the big demons to help."

In this simulation, Lan Qi also understood why he could go to Demon King's City.

It is actually an alternative to "Use Immortal Punishment on Oneself".

If Lancross does not use immortal punishment on himself, he can also call on a group of big demons to assemble the strongest combat power available to attack Blood Moon City in an all-round way.

But doing so is not a sure win. Even if it succeeds, many big demons will be sacrificed in Blood Moon City. Once it fails, the foundation of the demon world will be shaken or even destroyed.

For Lanclos, Kaliela's kindness is not over at all. If he can bet on his own life, he will not bet on the fate of the country of the demons and the lives of the big demons and the blood clan.

So he would go to Blood Moon City alone to settle the matter.

"Since your condition will not decline, and we have more than five days, it seems that there is no need to rush directly to St. Trike to go directly to Blood Moon City. Instead, we can go to Hansabek Province first and continue to investigate the previous The investigation has not been completed yet?”

Thalia proposed to him.

She always felt that Kaliela might have seen more than what Lanqi saw in the last simulation before she died.

If Kaliela were to simulate it, she would know that she could not defeat Blood Moon City, so she would definitely choose a conservative strategy and investigate more information instead of raiding Blood Moon City.

Therefore, even if Kaliela only simulated it once, he might have seen more information than Lanqi knew.

At the end of the last simulation, Lan Qi chose to kill Blood Moon City and skipped many things that could have been investigated in Hansabek Province.

"no problem."

Lanqi and Talia had the same idea and chose to go to Hansabek Province.

Everything changes before my eyes.

He turned into a polar shadow and flew southward.

The surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and after an unknown amount of time, the sky became dim and bright again. He passed through the Demon Realm, the Land of Eternal Night, and the Saint Paulant Theocracy, spanning tens of thousands of kilometers. It was located in the south of the Saint Paulant Theocracy. The towering fortress city-state on the border appears in view.

You can have a panoramic view of the scattered streets and simple and heavy buildings.

[You passed the southernmost part of the Theocracy of Saint Paulante, the Iron Fortress Oberon, where preparations are being made for the fourth anniversary of the peaceful restoration of Seville with the border city-state of the Horning Empire. 】

[Continuing to the south, you enter the northern province of Herslein in the Horning Empire. 】

[At the border of the Horning Empire after the war, the cold winter sunshine shines on the main city covered with white snow, greenhouses, green vegetables and fruits, children running around, bustling markets and chambers of commerce square, winter The peace and joy of the festival are all vain in your eyes. 】

[You are just indifferent to it now. 】

This time, he marched quietly within the Horning Empire for a particularly long time.

He passed countless city-states and mountains and rivers along the way, and when his vision slowed down, it was already sunset.

Looking around, there are towering peaks all around, towering cliffs reaching into the sky, clouds and smoke lingering in the valleys, mountain winds howling, and a dark gray castle standing majestically on the top of the highest mountain.

[When you see the landmark of Lichtens Castle, you know that you have successfully arrived in the Hansabek Province in the north-central part of the Horning Empire. 】

[You have given up taking another look at your hometown of Brunswick, because you have more important things to do. 】

In the blink of an eye, he passed by the beautiful town of Lilem and the historic city-state of Solon.

[Based on the experience of your last dream, you came to the southern city of Viok. 】

[This time you have only one goal, and that is Blood Moon City, but during the period you decided to investigate the information related to the demon. 】

[You still can’t worry about the mother and son along the way. 】

[Maybe you can save them earlier. 】

night.

The blood moon hung high, and the cold moonlight covered the ground like satin.

Lan Qi carried the suitcase, avoided the knights patrolling the city, and arrived deep in the dense forest on the outskirts of the city.

[You move forward and pass 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.

[You look around and your eyes fall on a bush not far away. 】

[You approach the trees quietly. 】

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

[A red light appears in the darkness. 】

[The big and small demons are twisted and deformed, half human and half beast. They let out shrill screams mixed with giggles from their mouths, snuggling together. 】

[Perhaps they were still living a normal life in this city-state yesterday. The mother worked hard to bring up the child. Even if the life is a bit poor, the future is promising. The child will grow up, earn money and work, and make the family better. 】

[However, everything happened too fast, and the cruel catastrophe destroyed their lives into pieces. 】

[Unfortunately, they are hopeless. 】

The next second, Lan Qi pursed his lips tightly and turned his head. He stretched out his hand and dazzling fire burst out from the forest floor.

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

There was only dead silence in the basin.

Everything returned to calm.

"Lan Qi, if there is a third simulation, don't come to this place next time."

Thalia understood that every time Lan Qi came here to see the demon mother and son, he could not save them and had to bury them personally. It was a kind of repeated torture for Lan Qi.

"If only it could be earlier..."

Lan Qi bit her lip.

"You know that there is little hope. They might have been turned into demons a day ago or even earlier. This is not a fact that you can change a few minutes or hours earlier."

Thalia reassured him.

According to the information they had previously obtained in Sauron City, there were rumors about the demon in Viok City about two days ago.

Even if this simulation is about a day early, there is no hope of preventing the established fact from happening.

"But the image description of the rumored demon is not similar to the demon mother and son."

Lan Qi frowned and said.

Therefore, we cannot rule out the possibility that there were other demons before this mother and son. If that were the case, we might have been able to save them if we arrived today.

[You are unwilling, but you have to accept the reality. 】

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

【You will choose next:】

【A. Hunting monsters along the road】

【B. Go straight to the capital】

【C.Continue investigation】

[D. Personal intervention]

[Remaining life: 3 days, 22 hours and 16 minutes]

"There is still plenty of time this time, and your condition will not be weak anymore. We should still have one round to obtain information before going to the capital, so let's choose the third option this time and continue the investigation, right?"

Thalia suggested.

The purpose of the last simulation was to understand the idea, and also to ensure that I could get to Blood Moon City to fight with the vampires and reveal the truth, so I chose to go straight to the capital.

But this time it was different. They had already mastered the information they could get from going to Bloodmoon City for the decisive battle. In contrast, there were still hidden mysteries on the demon side.

"I think that if we continue to investigate, there is a high probability that we will not be able to find any cause and effect. If such incidents of civilians being transformed into demons are happening everywhere, but everywhere it is like a stone falling into a deep pool without making any sound, It means that all the information you see may be what someone wants you to see.”

Lan Qi's gaze moved upward.

Put it on the option of hunting monsters along the way.

"You mean... residents who have become demons have probably had their information wiped out in advance, and there are forces manipulating the rules of the game?"

Thalia somewhat understood what Lan Qi meant.

"Yes, if we continue to stay here to investigate, we are more likely to expose ourselves. On the contrary, as long as we hunt demons along the road, the truth will find us. Those guys will never sit back and ignore variables like ours."

Lan Qi replied affirmatively.

"If the guy who wants to deal with us comes to kill us, the truth will naturally be revealed. As long as we don't die, we will definitely see the truth."

Thalia understood.

Originally this was supposed to be a gambler's idea, but Lan Qi is now invincible. No matter how powerful the enemy's killer is, it is impossible to kill him, so he is betting on a sure win.

Lan Qi has now chosen the first option.

Hunt monsters along the way.

[You start to continue going south. As long as you hear news about the devil along the way, you will take action to deal with the devil. 】

[The reputation of "Demon Hunter Randall" spread quickly. 】

[Originally, you were supposed to be a knight praised by people. 】

[Something beyond common sense happened. 】

The south-central part of the Horning Empire, the province of Thalberg, and the city of Salzburg.

Thick mist spreads over the cobbled streets, shrouding this ancient city like a heavy blanket.

The humid air was filled with a musty smell, mixed with the faint aroma from the bakery in the distance.

A man in a brown cloak emerged from the fog, his leather boots looking like a ghost on the stone road, not breaking the silence of the morning at all.

The man looked like a traveling trader and was carrying a suitcase.

He walked slowly to the center of the square and stopped in front of a huge wanted poster.

The dim street lights illuminated the wanted poster, which was written in eye-catching black ink:

"Wanted: Randall Reinhardt"

"This office has learned that a dangerous person who calls himself "Demon Hunter" is running rampant in the central province of the empire. This person creates demons, kills innocent people, and has no conscience. Randall Reinhardt, male, 29 years old, height About 6 feet tall, strong build, brown hair and green eyes."

"It is reported that this person is good at deceiving people and has great magical powers. If there are any relevant clues, be sure to report it to the local garrison immediately. Remember, this person is extremely dangerous and must not be acted upon rashly!"

"announce."

"Governor of Thalberg: Konrad Hofmann"

"December 28, 614 Imperial Calendar"

Lan Qi, dressed as a merchant, stared at the wanted poster with a frown.

He looked around. There was no one in the square, only fog rolling under the street lights.

A cool breeze blew, rolling up the dead leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

He took a deep breath, turned and left, his cloak fluttering behind him, disappearing in the thick fog.

[You helped local residents hunt demons, and then you began to be wanted on a larger and larger scale. Various provinces claimed that you were creating demons. ]

[You finally confirmed the current situation of the Horning Empire. ]

"You are obviously a demon hunter, how come you became the black hand who created demons the next day?"

Talia said indignantly.

"It can only be said that the Horning Empire is not clean from the capital to the provinces."

Lan Qi replied, as if he had expected the worst.

[The government of the Horning Empire is not actively responding to the disaster of demons. On the contrary, they are the real leaders. 】

If anyone finds any clues of the demon.

There are only two possibilities. The weaker one will be directly turned into a demon, and the stronger one will be slandered as the culprit who created the demon.

Anyway, whoever hunts demons will always have demons where they appear. This does not seem like a coincidence, and it is easy to convince people that it is related to demons.

The blood clan controls the government and media of the Horning Empire, and it is easy to say that white is black and black is white.

The perspective becomes clear from the fog.

The merchant came to a hotel called the Golden Horn in Salzburg.

The three-story wooden structure building has a dark brown exterior wall and a rusty sign hanging at the door with a golden ram's horn painted on it.

He pushed open the heavy oak door and walked into the dim hall.

The boss looked up from behind the front desk and looked at the guest with suspicion.

The merchant took out a few Horning silver coins and put them on the table, and asked for a room on the top floor.

The boss narrowed his eyes, counted the silver coins, then took a copper key from the key plate behind him and handed it to the merchant.

The merchant walked up the creaking wooden stairs and came to the room at the end of the corridor on the top floor.

He opened the door with the key, walked into the room quickly, and then closed the door.

He walked to the window and pulled the heavy dark green curtains, and the room suddenly became dim.

The merchant lit the oil lamp on the table, and the warm yellow light illuminated a corner of the room.

He took off his cloak, hung it on the coat rack, and then put the suitcase on the desk.

"I collected a lot of demon body tissues along the way."

He opened the suitcase, and there were more than a dozen glass bottles and jars neatly arranged inside. Each bottle was soaked with different tissue samples, some looked like internal organs, and some looked like skin or muscle tissue.

He took out a glass jar with an eyeball from the suitcase and held it up to the light for a closer look.

This eyeball was much larger than that of an ordinary human eyeball, with an iris of a strange purple color and a vertical pupil like a snake eye.

The merchant frowned, put the eyeball back into the jar, and then picked up a bottle of gray tissue.

He studied the body tissues of these demons with great concentration, using a magnifying glass to observe, using tweezers and a scalpel to carefully separate different tissues, and recording his findings in a notebook. Occasionally, he would stop, dip a feather pen into the liquid in the bottle, and draw complex runes and patterns on a piece of parchment.

[You studied the body of the demon and found that it did not undergo any surgical traces similar to the ones in the Horning Empire's test field. Instead, it was as if it had been poisoned by an invisible poison and was easily transformed into a demon. ]

[You cannot determine the principle of the demon's transformation. It may be a new type of improved technology. Even you, a survivor who has personally experienced the transformation of the Horning Empire's test field, cannot distinguish the cause and effect. ]

[No matter which town you go to, you cannot detect the demons hidden among humans. You can't tell the difference at all, as if they are all demons, but you know that this is obviously impossible. 】

"Unfortunately, I'm not good at this. Lanclos didn't seem to have much time to study these in his short decades."

Lanqi couldn't figure it out.

"I can't see what's going on either."

Talia observed from Lanqi's perspective.

Although Lanqi said that she was a talented woman in the demon world, she had her own expertise. She didn't dabble in these demon clan taboo transformation experiments. Antanas, who used to be a doctor in the demon world, and Pranay, who was a scholar, might know more about this than her.

"Perhaps only those demons who like to study taboo transformation magic the most in the current demon world can find some clues."

Talia sighed.

But now there is no time to bring the body of the demon back to the demon world.

The Horning Empire is at the southernmost end of the continental territory, and the demon world is in the north. Even if it is now the ninth level, the little time left cannot be used to travel back and forth like this.

"In fact, there is no need to think about bringing it back to the demon world. First, there is no time, and second, just go to Saint Trik to ask."

Lanqi was not disappointed with the results of the investigation.

New words of the Mirror of Tiberius also floated on the glass bottles he looked at.

[Although you have gained something, your intelligence collection has reached a bottleneck, and you are getting closer to the southern capital of St. Trique. ]

[What will you choose next:]

[A. Attack the governor]

[B. Go straight to the capital]

[C. Continue investigating]

[D. Intervene personally]

[Life remaining: 2 days, 19 hours, and 55 minutes]

"Lan Qi, are you going to take over the Governor's Palace of Talberg Province directly?"

Thalia was eager to try.

The ninth-level Pope St. Paulante can do whatever he wants.

This was a freedom she had never experienced before.

"It's okay, but there are only more than two days left. This may be the penultimate choice for this simulation. Let's go directly to St. Trike."

Lan Qi did not want to cause too much trouble in the southern province of Talberg and alarm the vampires in the capital city of St. Trik.

Therefore, even the whereabouts of "Traveling Merchant Randall" have been low-key in the past two days, and he has not shown any strength beyond the sixth level.

"We elbow!"

Thalia can't wait to go to Bloodmoon City.

After Lan Qi touched the demonic characters in the glass bottle, the sky suddenly became dark and bright.

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

Until a day and night later.

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

In the dim light of the morning light, the entire capital city of St. Trinique slowly unfolds like a beautiful picture.

Looking down from a high place, you can see the winding Rhine River dividing the city in two like a shining ribbon, and the reflection of the rising sun on the river is particularly dazzling.

Along the river bank, St. Trike's Cathedral, which Lanclos had seen in his dream, stood majestically in the morning light. In the nearby Horning Imperial Square, early risers were strolling and chatting, enjoying the quiet morning time.

On the south bank of the river, the iconic Moonlight Tower reaches straight into the sky. The observation deck on the top of the tower looks particularly magnificent when the sun rises, and the tower body is coated with a layer of gold.

[After arriving in the capital city of St. Trike, you arrived at the human realm on the north shore, and the south shore is your final destination. 】

[You did not rush to the South Bank, but found the streets of the North Bank last time. 】

[Here, you have captured a space node that leads to Blood Moon City. 】

[You wait for the vampires to find you, repeating everything from the previous week, interviewing the residents of St. Trike on the street, and asking the same questions. 】

"The vampires have been protecting us. Demons have nothing to be afraid of, haha."

The pedestrian on the road replied.

[When you mention Majin, the citizens respond to you so positively and kindly. 】

["Is this really how you view vampires?"]

[You continue to ask calmly. 】

"Those guys from the damn Saint Paulant Theocracy always like to smear the Vampires, but do we believe it? The Theocracy is hurting us, and the Vampires are protecting us."

"The vampires should have driven the demons out of this world long ago. Those demons who violated the North-South Treaty and betrayed their faith. It is impossible for the demons to have nothing to do with the demon world, right?"

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

[You smile with relief this time. 】

[You can still remember the way they look like they will turn into blood revitalizing packs at any time. 】

The words of the Mirror of Tiberius continued, climbing on the clothes of St. Trike's group of pedestrians, forming a densely surrounded demonic text——

【You will choose next:】

【A.Wantful destruction】

【B. Raid on the Blood Realm】

【C. Latent investigation】

[D. Personal intervention]

[Remaining life: 1 day, 13 hours and 49 minutes]

"It should be the last choice."

Thalia guessed that this round of simulation had almost come to an end.

But this time it was different from the dead end last time.

Not only do they have information, they also have power.

"I'll do it myself."

Lan Qi felt that if he didn't play this max-level queen once, he wouldn't be sorry for what he suffered in the last simulation.

"Well, I want to play too."

Thalia begged pitifully.

But she knew that she couldn't interfere with Lan Qi's body now.

You can only watch Lanqi's operation.

"When I reach the ninth level in this world, I will let you play with it."

Lan Qi was a little soft-hearted.

"Okay, it's settled! You are really a good apprentice to Master."

Talia still has great confidence in Lanqi. Although wanting to wait for him to reach an extraordinary level like the eighth or ninth level may no longer be a thing in his own story, she has always been patient and believes in the ninth level. The intensity of version of Ranchi.

For the first time, Lan Qi chose to intervene personally.

Then everything slowed down.

It was as if he had woken up from a dream, gained control of his freedom of movement, and stood in the city of St. Trinq in a very real way.

I only saw myself wearing a casual vest, standing on the street of the pedestrian square in the bustling business district.

In the blue sky with sparse clouds, there are birds flying in the distance.

On both sides of the street, under the shade of the plane trees, there are crowds of people in front of the outdoor cafes. Well-dressed gentlemen and ladies take a break here, sipping fragrant coffee and chatting and laughing.

"Lan Qi, this is too real to be a dream."

Thalia thought she had entered a new world.

This is the future fully projected by the Mirror of Tiberius.

What is completely different from the artificial shadow world is that the artificial shadow world cannot withstand the full strength of challengers who are too high level. Generally speaking, simulating a fourth or fifth level shadow world to provide practice is the limit.

But inside the Mirror of Tiberius, no matter how strong you are, you can attack at will.

"yes."

Lan Qi looked at all this and said.

This is the legendary magic weapon, which is superior to epics. Even if it has limitations and negative effects, it surpasses all common sense.

The national-protecting divine sword of the Creation Empire in the present world [Sword of Heroes of Seiros] must also be a red legend, full of infinite variables.

But Lan Qi is not obsessed with the power of the red legend at all.

Once it reaches the red level, it has a somewhat ominous character.

Just like "Parroni's Grudge", it is a book-shaped magical device that was born after suffering and tragedy were engraved on it.

"It's time to get down to business."

Lan Qi took a deep breath and looked around at the crowd of people from the Horning Empire walking back and forth.

"Honing people!"

Standing on the street, Lan Qi shouted with all his strength, attracting the attention of people around him, as if he was about to ask the last question,

"If I wanted to drive out all the vampires, what would you do?"

He asked this question loudly to people.

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

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

"Then you are our enemy!"

The calm expressions on the faces of the residents of St. Trike suddenly turned ferocious and fierce, glaring at Lan Qi angrily.

"Hahahahaha."

Lan Qi laughed heartily in relief.

On the streets of Saint-Trick during the day, there was only one figure named Lanci, who was out of touch with the crowd around him. He was stared at with hatred by people, and he might be swarmed at any time, but he stood alone and laughed.

"Lan Qi, can you hear me?"

Thalia's voice rang in Ranchi's ears.

It was at this moment in the last simulation that Lan Qi's mind was broken and he could no longer hear her. He was sad but laughing uncontrollably.

"You can hear it."

Lanci's hearty voice responded to Thalia clearly.

"Very good."

Thalia was relieved.

Seeing that Lan Qi was really happy instead of suffering, she felt that Lan Qi's mental state had improved again.

She was sure that not only did Lan Qi not trigger the psychic trauma this time, she was even more optimistic.

The angry crowd was like a pot of boiling water, rushing towards him uncontrollably.

"Take back your wrong remarks!"

The leader was a young man in formal attire. He roared, veins popped out on the back of his hands, like an angry beast, with flames of hatred shooting out of his eyes, wanting to give Lan Qi a fatal blow.

"Don't be angry."

Lan Qi's laughter gradually subsided, but his eyes were still so easy-going.

He just curled up the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and slapped him with lightning speed.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", deafening, and the young man was knocked out like a baseball, farther and farther in the air, and disappeared into the sky like a star.

The crowd froze instantly, their eyes widening with surprise.

This guy seems to have used a humiliating fairy tale special effect wind magic to slap the person to an unknown location. There is not much damage to the person himself, and he will not slap or throw the person to death.

"Apologise! Apologize to the vampires!"

But they had no time to imagine what level of magic this magic could achieve. Their anger quickly overshadowed their shock. More than a dozen citizens rushed forward with red eyes, cursing loudly, vowing to use this magic against the vampires. The person who made the rude remarks was cut into pieces.

Another slap, and another one flew away.

"Why are there so many filial sons?"

Lan Qi's expression remained unchanged, still calm and calm.

He stood in the surging waves of people, his palms like clouds and flowing water. Everyone who came close to him was slapped away by him and turned into a star in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people disappeared.

The remaining people roared like crazy and rushed towards Lan Qi on the street from nowhere, drowning his figure like a tide.

"Since you committed the murder in broad daylight, then it's okay for me to protect myself and act in self-defense."

Lan Qi waved the back of his hand, and wherever the magic power passed, residents of the capital rose into the sky and flew wantonly in the air.

The residents of the entire city-state rose up against the sky like fallen leaves.

His palms drive the flow of clouds, changing the appearance of the sky. The power that penetrates the clouds is the unique breath of wind. The wind gently blows the earth, and the people of the entire city-state are flying in this hurricane. People can survive!

In the end, everyone was beaten away!

"Damn it, Lan Qi, did you really do it?"

Thalia looked at the horrible scene of everyone in the city being beaten away.

She never thought that Lan Qi, who had always been elegant and easy-going, did such a thing.

Use your own power to blow away the whole fucking world!

"Now the capital will be clean."

Lan Qi put on the silver mask with one hand and said with satisfaction on the north bank of the empty capital city of Saint-Trick.

The streets were empty, with only Lan Qi standing in the center.

"Why do you always have an obsession with wind magic?"

Thalia didn't understand why Lanqi took Lancross's number, but still liked to use wind magic as much as in the real world.

She felt that Lan Qi was kind enough.

There may be a lot of noise in the battle later.

All these people on the surface may be affected.

Once the vampires become hungry, they will all turn into blood bags.

Fight all the residents of the capital away and prevent them from getting closer to the capital. Later, they will not be absorbed by the vampires like desserts.

It's just that Lanclos's body is obviously better at mental or telekinesis magic, but Lanchi still has to use the wind to knock people away.

"Every time I ask for help from the gods, I wonder how awesome it would be to be able to use wind magic at the true eighth-level level."

Lan Qi commented as if he had successfully experienced the ninth level.

"Are you a child..."

Thalia thought about Lanqi's thinking, which is no different from the mentality of paying for childhood.

But when I think about it, if Lan Qi was a child of a few years old, it might be a little cute, and she might fulfill his wish like a mother.

Forget it, you can't think like that, it seems a bit criminal.

Suddenly, Lan Qi seemed to be locked by several strands of magic.

As early as just now, he showed his magic power, and just like last time, the ancestors of the blood race under the Saint Trike discovered that he, Pope Saint Paulante, had arrived.

"Why, you still hesitate to welcome me?"

Without a moment's hesitation, he asked from afar,

"Then I'll do it myself."

Along with the words, Lan Qi followed the magic power and grabbed the opening of Blood Moon City.

He took one step towards the south bank, and the scene around him suddenly changed.

As the world spun around, he felt slightly losing his center of gravity and broke into a certain 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 seem to be embedded in the dark night, upside down and crooked, completely ignoring the laws of gravity. The gorgeous wooden buildings are integrated with the castle-like stone walls, shining with bright and scarlet light. The stacked buildings are lined up in rows, staggered into a Geometric patterns with sharp edges and corners.

"Your Majesty the Pope, why are you here?"

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

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

"Why, you don't welcome me?"

The silver-masked Pope was hanging upside down, standing with his hands behind his back, and was falling freely in the direction of the Blood Palace.

He has taken off his disguise and is ready to fight.

"Haha, of course you are welcome, but I wonder if the Pope will be able to be as aggressive as he is now."

The ancestor's voice sounded like a phantom in the darkness.

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

The wide corridor in front of him suddenly disappeared and reappeared elsewhere. The door of the room suddenly shifted, leading to a completely different space. The stairs were winding and spiraling, never ending. The doors on both sides of the long and narrow corridor kept opening and closing, revealing an amazing scene. A horrifying sight, the surging sea of ​​blood was pitch black, as if it could swallow everything.

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

He passed, and the fall began to slow.

Lan Qi glanced around and slowly landed in the center of the circular square of the palace.

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

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

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

Rashal, the third ancestor with a delicate face, has skin as fair as porcelain and soft brown hair hanging down to his shoulders.

He was wearing a pure black velvet gown with the golden crest of the Horning noble family embroidered on the lapel.

The third ancestor, Duke Rashal, at first glance, seems to be just a rich boy from St. Trike, but when you look directly into his eyes, you will find that those red eyes are bottomless and contain much more than what they appear. age.

"I really didn't expect you to come here. Today, it seems like you want to cause trouble for us vampires who keep our peace?"

The third ancestor, Duke Rashal, had a faint smile on his lips.

"For the remaining few, stop hiding and come out."

The pope in the silver mask didn't say a word to the third ancestor. He looked at the mist behind him and locked onto the other ancestors.

A blazing white lightning burst out from his palm, shooting straight into the sky, splitting the entire Blood Moon City as bright as day. Countless bright light points quickly gathered in the air, turning into a huge thunder net, overwhelming the sky and moving toward Under the cover of Blood Moon City.

"Don't take action as soon as you come up, Mr. Pope."

A purple-red magic barrier quickly formed around the third ancestor Rashal, blocking the thunder net from outside.

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

The back of Pope Saint Paulante's hand remained motionless, maintaining the light thunder.

But gradually, this collision came to nothing.

"Oh, the invincible Pope Saint Paulante is nothing more than that."

The third ancestor, Duke Rashal, laughed.

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.

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

"..."

The silver-masked Pope didn't answer anything. He 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 on both sides collapsed in an instant, and the Pope's mask slowly lowered his hand.

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

"Oh, Pope, you are still the same as before. You cannot understand people's words. You are so weak and you still don't understand the situation. Do you really think you are still the invincible Pope Saint Paulante?"

Rashal shook his head as if he was sure of the Pope's current weakness.

The fact that the Pope can fight him evenly with the power of the sun shows that the Pope is not far from death as shown by the divination.

"..."

Lan Qi remained silent.

"Lan Qi, you're an actor! You're going to do exactly the same thing as you did last time, right?"

Thalia asked Lanchi in her mind.

As we all know, you have to make a nest before fishing. It would be bad if you scare away the other ancestors of the vampire clan.

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.

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

"Death, Pope!"

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. The military uniform on his body was torn at the moment when his strength exploded.

His right hand stretched forward violently, almost hitting Pope Saint Paulante's cheek.

When the explosion resounded through the Blood Palace, dust flew away, and the figure of Pope St. Paulante flickered, barely dodging.

He looked very embarrassed, but actually there was no dust on his clothes.

Before he could even stand firmly on the ground, a faint feminine fragrance began to float.

"Don't be careless, Somerset. Even if he just fell to the ninth level, you are no match for him."

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

"Four years ago, when he had just reached the ninth level, he sealed the second ancestor Prince Salvatore and the fifth ancestor Duke Mordecai. It was at that time that we decided not to provoke him again."

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

The seventh ancestor, Marquis Harrithir, reminded the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset.

The moment she appeared, the magic strength of the third ancestor Duke Rashal and the aura of power on the eighth ancestor Marquis Somerset began to increase.

"We gave him mercy and a decent end for this short-lived species, but that doesn't mean he can come to Blood Moon City to provoke us."

Before the battle started, another voice floated out,

"Your Majesty Pope, you look delicious."

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 the red eyes.

He walked towards Pope Saint Paulante with a smile, showing his neat white teeth, as respectfully as a gentleman inviting guests to sit down.

The divination of the seventh ancestor Harrithir was not wrong at all.

The Pope probably only had a day or two to live now. Maybe he discovered something and ran to St. Trike alone in frustration.

The four ancestors looked at each other from a distance, all looking down at Lan Qi.

"Why does His Majesty the Pope look so quiet? Is he aware of what will happen next?"

The third ancestor Rashal asked from the distance.

"No, I'm just happy that you all came to see me so enthusiastically."

Lan Qi didn't show any expression under the silver mask, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly and said.

"To be honest, I don't quite understand your impulsive behavior of coming to Blood Moon City alone. It's really a mistake."

The ninth ancestor, Bernhard, was walking in the square of the Blood Palace. As a vampire scholar, he seemed to be most interested in talking to the Pope.

"Either you start a complete war and watch the civilians of the Horning Empire fall into the flames of war, or you continue to be your Pope Saint Paulante and die in a peaceful age. This is obviously a good choice..."

He analyzed the Pope like a military advisor.

It's a pity that human beings always have a kind of emotion. The more heroic they are, the easier it is to become impulsive in their later years. Even Pope Saint Paulante will make this mistake in his later years.

"Then what do you think I should do better?"

Lan Qi asked with interest.

He wouldn't mind taking a closer look at the interior of Blood Moon City.

"Hum hum."

The ninth ancestor, Margrave Bernhard, shook his head and chuckled.

"As for my suggestion, just wait!"

Suddenly, a red halo lit up around the Ninth Ancestor. Magic power boiled and surged in his body, and his blinking became violent and out of control.

Countless scarlet eyeballs condensed out of him, covering his whole body, staring ferociously and greedily at the Pope in front of him.

These eyeballs come from special enemies that Bernhard once devoured. Those poor, extremely talented creatures were stripped of their talents and have now become the terrifying weapons of Marquis Bernhard.

With the riot of magic power, the gentleman's originally handsome appearance gradually became distorted and deformed, and the original facial features on his face were covered by those dense eyeballs.

The ninth ancestor, Margrave Bernhard, could no longer see any trace of humanity. He bared his sharp teeth, laughed and ran towards the Pope.

The eyes glowed with hunger and red, wanting to devour everything in front of them.

The Pope, who was already so weak, could die peacefully here!

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

The third ancestor, Duke Lachar, also laughed.

He knew that Bernhard wanted to eat Pope Saint Polante too much.

However.

The silver-white masked Pope just raised his arm and hit the Ninth Ancestor who pounced in front of him.

Air pressure and explosions spread everywhere.

The pupils of the three ancestors in the distance all contracted violently.

Their blood-red pupils reflected the mottled colors of the stars and rain.

The Ninth Ancestor Bernhard was slapped into a blood mist by the Pope!

"How could it be... so strong...?"

The Ninth Ancestor Marquis Bernhard's half-cracked head emitted a hoarse tremor.

Before he could recover and condense, the criss-crossing rocks were embedded together, completely sealing him.

Lanqi pressed the mosaic stone pillar to the ground with one hand.

The remaining three ancestors were all stunned.

According to their intelligence and divination results.

It shows that the Pope should be weakened to the point where they can defeat him.

But at this moment.

This white-robed terrifying man.

Slapping the ninth ancestor to death is no different from killing a mosquito.

Defeat him...?

What a joke!

Can the vampires defeat this monster? !

It's good enough to let him have a little fun! !