Chapter 325 Blood Clan Conspiracy

Constantine.

A rotten person, a deceiver of the devil, a deceiver whose soul is even more despicable than the devil.

He has many names and code names.

But it is undeniable that his experience and life experience have brought him a lot of experience and skills.

Being able to deceive the most cunning devil in the world, this man's strength is beyond doubt.

"So, now the blood clan has started to attack human society?"

Sitting on a newly moved chair, Constantine crossed his legs in a frivolous manner, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

He felt that this group of blood clans were simply stupid.

Ordinary people may not know, but Constantine knows that the world is the duel between heaven and hell.

And the souls of each human being are the chips between heaven and hell.

The blood clan wants to turn all the chips into useless garbage?

Then I'm sorry,

Neither hell nor heaven will let them go.

"So, Constantine, what do you have in mind?" Clark asked anxiously, his expression serious. "Solution? Of course there is." Constantine knocked on the table and said, "I know an ancient magic that can be used to detect all the vampires in an area, but the range is probably only as large as a small town." "And the most important thing is that we don't have that many magicians." "That's not necessarily true." Kino interrupted Constantine, his expression playful: "Remember the magicians I met during the witch's hour?" Constantine's eyes lit up when he heard Kino's words. "You mean?" "Yes." Kino slowly said his plan: "These people can fully support us to find the hidden vampires in every city." "Great!" Hearing the boy's plan, Constantine couldn't help but clap his legs and cheer, but soon, he showed hesitation on his face: "But." "I got this magic with great difficulty, and I went through many twists and turns." Constantine talked incessantly, but his words revealed a meaning: If you want me to do magic, you have to pay more. "Money is not a problem. Here is a check for 500,000 US dollars."

Knowing that it was time for him to make a move,

Batman took out a check from his belt and slapped it on the table, then gently threw it in front of Constantine.

"As expected of Batman!"

Constantine's hesitation disappeared, and he took the check and put it in his pocket with a playful smile, patting his chest and saying, "Don't worry, I'm sure there will be no problem!"

"Don't worry, there will be no problem with our action!"

The dark and damp underground hall.

The musicians wearing medieval wigs and skirts and smearing their faces with white powder closed their eyes and played the strings in ecstasy.

On a long table, a young man with a feminine appearance stretched out his hand to look at his fingernails, while casually answering the questions of the old man at the opposite table whose skin folds were almost pulled to the ground.

"Politicians, bureaucrats, police."

"These high-ranking positions are in our hands."

A mocking smile flashed across the handsome face of the young man: "Even the owner of the American White House has expressed his wish for eternal life."

He spread his hands and smiled: "Everyone is ours, how can we lose?"

"But."

The blood clan elders sitting on the other side of the chair looked solemn.

"What should we do about the Justice League?"

"That Gino Luthor is not someone that ordinary people can defeat."

"Gino, Gino!"

Barney clenched his fist and slammed it on the table in dissatisfaction. He glared at everyone and said: "Why are you afraid of that human?"

"Because he is so powerful?"

"But have you ever thought that sometimes it is not necessary to use force to defeat the enemy, but the brain!"

He stretched out his hand and tapped his temple, his dazzling golden eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light.

The blood clan elders trembled, their eyes full of fear of the Justice League.

People's experience grows with time, and for these old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years, they have never seen the powerful existence of Jinuo, which is why they have been reluctant to invade the human world.

"What about Jinuo Luther!?"

The young man took a deep breath to calm down. He still needed the help of these guys to control the blood clan, and he couldn't turn against them for a while.

He just looked at the blood clan elders with some dissatisfaction: "When we assimilate the human beings in the world, will he dare to kill everyone in the world?"

Barney's plan is crazy, but it is indeed a move that hurts a thousand enemies.

The elders looked at each other. Although they wanted to tell the young man that the other party might really do it, they smiled with their mouths pinched when they thought of this crazy blood clan: "Barney, do whatever you want. We are old and can't jump anymore!"

"That's good."

Barney stood up with disdain, turned around and walked towards the exit, sneering in his heart: antiques from the old times should stay in the garbage dump.

After the man left, a group of elders discussed angrily.

"Young people nowadays have no martial ethics, so is that guy so rampant?"

"Gino Luthor is not an ordinary person, not to mention his group of alliance partners!"

"Barney's behavior will drag us into the abyss. If I fail, the blood clan will never have a place to stay."

Several blood clan elders exchanged glances with each other, and silently made a certain determination in their hearts.

"We need to bet on the Justice League to ensure that we can have a way out if Barney fails."

Fence-sitting tactics, betting on both sides, never out of date.

"But how to ensure that the Justice League accepts us?"

"Bring him a list, a list of blood clan members, and detailed information."

A blood clan elder smiled sinisterly: "It's just right, hand over all the blood clans that are usually unpleasant to the Justice League to kill."

Well, killing with a borrowed knife will never go out of date.

"Great Master, I don't understand why you have to talk so much to those sacrifices."

After Barney walked out of the conference hall, a sturdy black vampire followed behind the young Barney, looking at his master's long light blue hair with admiration.

"Haha, the king always has to bow down and abide by the rules of the game before he succeeds."

He took out an ancient parchment from his arms, and stared at the magic circle written with mysterious symbols on the parchment. The man gently brushed the magic circle and murmured the words on it: "When you sacrifice the blood of the vampires, you will become the king of the vampires."

And below that short paragraph, there is a picture of a human youth holding a dagger to kill another youth who looks like him.

After hundreds of years of interpretation, Barney has understood that this is a sacrificial magic circle. In simple terms, it is to gather the power of all the vampires on one vampire to help him complete the evolution of the race.

"And the evolutionary direction above the vampires is the blood ancestor!"

The young man slowly opened his arms, greedily looked at the rising sun outside the basement and said: "I will be crowned king!"