Chapter 368 My Name Is Best

Another new family meeting begins.

For a full ten years, the Dawn Cult under the Fisher family has completely transformed the basement of the Fisher family manor by using various powerful supernatural powers.

Today, it is no longer a basement, but an extremely glorious underground hall!

The soft and mysterious light reflected by the many gems and crystals inlaid on the top of the underground hall, these gems are colorful, as if weaving a series of flowing scrolls in the air.

The dome of the hall is carved with complex and exquisite patterns, including various mythical beasts flying with wings spread, members of the Fisher family holding scepters, and the chief high priests of all generations holding the transparent bottle holy object. Every detail reveals the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen.

These patterns are more vivid and lifelike under the light of the gems, as if they are slowly waking up and guarding this holy land.

The ground is paved with floors made of precious stones, each piece is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the light and shadow above.

Around the hall, huge stone pillars stand in an orderly manner, carved with ancient totems and words, which can instantly open a powerful protective barrier covering the entire Fisher Manor.

Many family members gathered here to discuss the encirclement and suppression that the Fisher family will face next. Among the important family members, only Darren, Chris and Kano are not here.

Lillian in the wheelchair stared calmly at Felix who had recovered, as if thinking about something important.

Byrne stood in the center of the magnificent underground hall and spoke to the family members first: "The joining of the Quiet Words and the Star Embrace Society will be a huge crisis we have never experienced before."

"The Fisher family has experienced many crises, and we have won every time, but there have been many sacrifices in the process."

He took a deep breath and said: "I hope that this crisis can be successfully overcome without sacrificing anyone."

Christine, who participated in the meeting, immediately said: "To overcome this crisis, we need the help of other families and the help of the Orthodox Church, first of all, the Roman family..."

Lillian interrupted her and said:

"In fact, no matter what the crisis is, as long as the great Lord of the Lost wakes up, we will never lose!"

"But how to do that?"

Christine looked at Lillian. She did not deny the other party's words, but no one knew how to wake up the great existence.

Byrne slowly stretched out his hand.

He snapped his fingers, and then a red light flashed in the air.

"This is the legendary Philosopher's Stone. The miraculous power it contains may be able to awaken the great Lost Lord."

Everyone's eyes were attracted!

At that moment, the entire underground hall seemed to be solidified by an invisible force, and the hustle and bustle quietly retreated, leaving only a quiet and solemn atmosphere.

Everyone's eyes gathered together, becoming a series of hot and curious lights, pointing directly at the red Philosopher's Stone suspended in the air.

The Philosopher's Stone seemed to be a treasure lost from ancient times, emitting a dazzling and mysterious red light, and the light contained an indescribable powerful power.

Its surface flows with delicate textures, winding like blood, and as intricate as the trajectory of stars.

The eyes of the Fisher family were full of awe, desire and confusion. Some people widened their eyes, some opened their mouths slightly, and some clenched their hands. It seemed that even the breathing of the people became heavy and slow under this shock.

Vanessa took a deep breath and immediately asked, "Philosopher's Stone, what should we do to use it?"

Byrne nodded gently and continued, "I have read many books on mysticism. It is said that the power of emotions must be combined to trigger the miraculous power contained in the Philosopher's Stone."

"The power of emotions?" Vanessa murmured to herself.

Byrne nodded and said calmly but uncertainly, "Maybe if we all pray together, we can activate it."

"The Fisher family's other help is important, but waking up the great Him is undoubtedly the top priority!"

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Greenbrough Province.

On the vast and boundless land, stands a majestic castle, built on the mountain, majestic and magnificent.

The city wall is made of huge stones, each of which has been carefully selected and carved. The surface of the city wall is covered with traces of time, with moss and vines intertwined. The bricks in the sun have been strengthened by alchemy, all of which are shining with a metallic luster, appearing both solid and solemn.

In a dark and quiet wine room deep in the castle, a noble in black sat alone at a finely carved wooden table, holding a crystal wine glass in his hand. The deep red wine in the glass swayed gently, reflecting his frowning brows and melancholy eyes.

Marquis Rad was wearing a well-tailored black robe, feeling heavy-hearted, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, and every breath seemed so difficult.

"Gu."

The wine slid down his throat, bringing a hint of spiciness and bitterness.

He stared at the reflection in the wine glass, which seemed to reflect the loneliness deep in his heart and the regrets that he could not let go of in the past.

"Too many people in the family have died in the past ten years, not only because of the disaster of the dead, but also because of the rebellion of the Star Embracing Society and the murder of Chris..."

Marquis Rad trembled with anger and fear, and even burned with flames!

Chris Fischer!

You despicable fellow, disguised as an ordinary person to assassinate my family members, I will spit on your soul forever!

The walls around were hung with ancient portraits and weapons, each of which carried the history and glory of the castle, but at this moment, they all lost their color and became blurred in his eyes.

Marquis Rad tried to find a little comfort from alcohol, but found that the more he drank, the more sober he became. Those troubles and sorrows came like a tide and drowned him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

He crushed the wine glass, closed his eyes, took a deep breath with trembling, and tried to calm the waves in his heart.

However, those memories of loss and miss were like sharp blades, carving unhealable scars in the heart.

And at this moment, a voice rang.

"Go to Nasir."

I don't know when the second person appeared in the wine room!

Marquis Rad looked over there, where a man wrapped in a black cloak stood, frowning and saying:

"Who are you?"

He could clearly feel that the other party was a transcendent at the level of a monarch, but he should only be below the monarch, and his strength was still not as good as his.

The man under the black cloak sneered.

"Bester Rhine, Marquis, you definitely don't know this name, because now I am just a nobody, not even worth mentioning in front of the powerful Fisher family, although I think they will never forget me."

"However, I am already a member of the Quiet Language, and you also need to join us."

Marquis Rad showed a domineering grin on his face, and said with a chuckle: "Are you talking about the Quiet Language? Hahahaha! But I don't want to cooperate with someone who hides his head and shows his tail!"

"Okay, then let me show you my true face."

The cloak was like the night itself, tightly wrapped around his body. After taking it off, only a pale and lifeless face was revealed, and his eyes were empty and deep, as if he could see through the essence and soul of all things in the world.

His skin glowed with a faint blue light, which was the unique color given to him by death, and people could feel the chill from the netherworld at a glance.

Marquis Rad widened his eyes!

"Dead!"

Best Rhine smiled and took out a rune stone from his body, and a cold voice came out of it.

"This is an order, Marquis Rad."

That was the voice of the new king of Syat, and Marquis Rad heard it instantly.

"So that's it, what they said is true, has the Yadley royal family been controlled by the Word of Silence? Haha, I'm not surprised."

Marquis Rad closed his eyes and fell into deep thought, and didn't speak for a long time.

Best clapped his hands and said calmly: "Why do you still hesitate? This matter has already been concluded. Your family and Fisher's family, no matter what, only one can survive."

"Or, neither of them can survive!"

Marquis Rad suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the lobbyist. This so-called "nobody" has a very special temperament.

He should never be just a nobody!

"Do you have a grudge against the Fisher family?"

Bester was silent for a while, revealing a cruel, desperate and terrifying smile.

"It's a long story."