"The North family actually wants me to send someone to deal with a mid-sequence detective?

"Even if that detective is a favored one of the Earth Mother Goddess, it doesn't make sense... What on earth do they want to do?"

The owner of the pale palm thought for a moment after burning the letter, and then opened and closed his lips to transmit the devil's words to an extremely distant place.

After a few minutes, the owner of the palm seemed to have received feedback, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, silently muttering to himself:

"So that's it. An item made by Russell and similar to the sealed item given to Andrerad by Lord Jaldabao, which defeated the 'Blood Archduke' of the North family, is in the hands of that detective... …

"Moreover, there is also a 'devil' characteristic stored in that item...

"Oh, this is worth taking action personally!

"However, to be cautious, let the old guys in the family try to see if there is any support behind the detective."

Thinking of this, the owner of the pale palm opened his lips again and conveyed the voice to several elders in the Beria family who were using sleep to slow down their aging.

On the outskirts of Trier, the capital of Intis, in the castle-like manor of the Delien family.

A handsome middle-aged man was sipping his favorite mist champagne in his room, but suddenly he fell to the ground with a painful expression on his face, muttering in a language that outsiders could not understand, expensive Drinks were spilled all over the floor.

After a while, he stood up with a pale face, silently put away the spilled wine, then took out a talisman from the drawer and hung it on his chest, then turned around and walked out of his room, and walked slowly to the top floor of the castle. In front of the study door, I knocked several times.

"Come in." A deep voice came from the room. .

The middle-aged man opened the door and entered the office. He saluted an old man sitting on the sofa and said:

"Father, that member of the Beria family really used 'babble' to get information from me just now..."

Hearing this, the old man raised his head and examined him for a moment. After noticing that there was nothing unusual about the amulet he was wearing, he nodded and asked, "That person didn't suspect that you were out of control, right?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "That person has never believed me...but the information I disclosed was not false, it's just not the whole truth."

"That's right, that one is the 'Whisperer' after all... Haha, he has the 'devil' characteristic and a completely unsealed sealed object that can rival an angel as a bait. Even if that one can endure it, Beria's other The family elders couldn't help it." The old man laughed.

"Yes, except for the patriarch of the Angel family, there was no demigod in the past. Only Sequence 5 could become the family elder...Beria is really withering." The handsome middle-aged man sighed. , "In comparison, the Andrerad family dormant in Fusac is much stronger."

"Without the help of Russell's adopted son and the terrifying Duke, Andrelade would actually not be as good as Beria..." The old man's expression suddenly changed midway through his words, and then he changed the subject somewhat abruptly, "You can't trust Beria's ability too much... In this way, you personally take people to Lynn City to ensure the death of Abner Brain and his party.

"In addition, someone recently discovered the figure of 'Admiral Iceberg' in Tusk, but it is not certain whether she has left... When you pass by after completing the mission, check it out. If she is still there, kill her or do something Become a puppet."

"Yes, father." The middle-aged man seemed to have noticed something, and he bowed and stepped back.

After he left, the old man stood up, pushed open a secret door behind the wardrobe, and entered the room where the altar and various complex symbols were arranged.

He first prepared various sacrifices such as hearts and brains, then knelt on the ground and recited devoutly:

"The master of blood and desire, the symbol of evil and terror, the descendant of the heartless god, the controller of the Blood Cult, Al von North...

"I pray for your coming..."

As the ceremony progressed, blood gradually lit up on the altar, followed by the brains. heart. The blood gathered into a figure and appeared on the altar.

"Welcome to you, the great 'Blood Duke'." The old man prostrated on the ground, kissing the ground in front of the feet of the figure composed of sacrifices.

"How did things go?" The figure went straight to the topic.

"I have already ordered the Beria family to intercept and kill the detective... In addition, Irving also received news that he has successfully controlled the 'White Saint' and is using her to trap 'Lieutenant General of Disease' Tracy. There should be no chance of a miss.

"In addition, he is very confident that Princess Vera of Loen will become his puppet... As for the other MI9 officer named Hugh Dilcha, it will not be difficult to kill him without Vera's protection. "Lao Zhe Hui reported.

"Well done...'The God of Lost Hearts' has issued an order. Those who have entered 'Daniel's Labyrinth' are sinners and must be severely punished! Unless they give their 'hearts' to God, otherwise Kill them all... If the thing can be successful, God will not be stingy with rewards!" The figure on the altar paused here and asked another thing, "The sacrifice of the sea monster is ready. ?"

"I beg you to forgive me for my sin... It is true that Loen has robbed us of a lot of slave business in recent years, and the latest batch of slaves was intercepted by the ship of the 'Star Admiral'..." The old man pressed his forehead to the ground , shivering.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a figure on the altar: "I don't need your excuses. If you can't gather enough sacrifices before April 10th, you can use the Delien family's sacrifices." Someone come and make up the difference!”

"Yes, Your Highness the Grand Duke!" The old man breathed a sigh of relief. After all, there are still nearly three months left, so the problem should not be big.

"Very good... I will continue to hunt for Jaldabao, and I will not respond to you in the short term. I hope to hear good news from you next time we meet."

After saying that, the figure on the altar instantly collapsed and turned into streams of foul-smelling plasma.

"Congratulations to the 'Prince of Blood'!" The old man lay on the ground for a long time before standing up. After restoring the altar to its original state with his own hands, he went to the bathroom and took a bath to clean away all the contamination.

After he got dressed under the service of the maid and went down to the living room on the first floor, his secretary hurried forward and asked for instructions:

“Your Excellency Prime Minister, large-scale protests broke out in Lishe District to protest against the government’s control of speech and press censorship...

"Your Excellency Sauron wants to meet with you regarding this matter..."

The old man, the current Prime Minister of the Republic of Intis, Charlie Delion, looked at his watch solemnly, and then said to his secretary: "At ten o'clock sharp, I will hold an emergency meeting in Congress.

"I'll talk to Sauron half an hour before the meeting...

"You go and inform the members of each party."

"Yes, Your Excellency, Prime Minister." The secretary responded solemnly, then made a note on the schedule, then turned and left.

After he left, Charlie looked at the gloomy weather outside the window and said to himself:

"The storm is coming!"

The sky is dark in Bayam at night, the wind is howling, and the rain is pouring, as if the end has come.

Klein, who had just arrived in this generous city, took out the spar crafted by Abner against the background of the storm, inserted it into the handle of the knife, and transformed it into a "funeral blade."

Then he stood up slowly, and thinking about what he had to do next, he couldn't help but feel a sense of acting in another sense. He smiled and muttered to himself in a low voice:

"Tonight, Hermann joins the hunt."

After saying that, he waved the "Funeral Blade" in a circle, making Daniz who witnessed all this feel that this madman seemed to be even more crazy...

Some doubted whether the plan of hunting "Steel" Maiviti, the second officer of "Admiral of Blood"'s flagship together with the other party would be successful.

On the other side, on Thursday evening, the train carrying Abner and his party also drove into the steam station in Lynn, a small town in western Vilas County, despite the storm.

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