"I don't know either. My brother has been mysterious since he was a child. Even his parents don't know what he does all day long. Anyway, he is getting better and better." Vivien didn't care too much. For these, she began to have a sense of blind admiration for her brother and Alisha, especially this time when she was rescued from a life-and-death situation, she unknowingly regarded Garon as her greatest reliance.
Rhodes nodded. In fact, Garen's information was very simple, but it was precisely because of this simplicity that it seemed mysterious. Those who have investigated him know his development history, but no one understands how he acquired those terrifying fighting skills.
"Forget it, I don't want to worry so much, anyway, all my worth is here, so I will let the elder brother take care of these things." Rhodes smiled.
"Who is your big brother?"
boom!
Vivien punched Rhodes in the lower abdomen fiercely, and said with a vicious expression.
"I was wrong, I was wrong." Rhode hurriedly begged for mercy, clutching his stomach and fleeing forward.
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inside the restaurant
Garen and Nessera sat opposite each other. The table has been cleaned up, and two cups of steaming coffee with milk have been served.
The rich aroma of coffee mixed with the aroma of milk permeated the entire restaurant, diluting the aroma of the dishes that had not dissipated just now.
"As the leader of the Dark Witch, what are you doing here if you have nothing to do?" Garen glanced at the ground of the restaurant around him. At some point, the ground was filled with traces of thin black lines, which just formed a complete circle. The place where the person was sitting was wrapped, and he felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable energy protective film covering it, blocking the sound from being transmitted.
The relationship between Nessera and Gallon has always been extremely bad. If the AG hadn't stopped them in time for the first meeting, the two might have fought straight away. The next two meetings gradually eased a little, but the relationship still hasn't improved much.
As an old lover of AG, Nessera is also a natural energy absorber, and is the leader of the opposition organization of orthodox witches, the Dark Witch. Although she has been suppressed by the mother of lions, she still has strong strength and Power, and the physique of the energy absorber has an indescribable suppression of extraordinary power.
"If the AG hadn't arranged for me to come over, and the manpower is temporarily insufficient, do you think I want to come over?" Nessera said impatiently. She directly took out a small black medal from her arms and threw it over. "This is a token. Don't lose it if you enter the area covered by the witch weapon. Otherwise, even if you are a Death Apostle, you will be blocked for two hours."
Garen caught the medal and took a look at it. The black triangular medal had a dark purple beetle in it, which seemed to be alive. He fiddled with the beetle's legs, and the bug actually moved. The medal actually Made from live beetles.
"We formed the Lightless Alliance. This medal is the highest status symbol. Now only our offensive and defensive alliance wears the medal. If there is any trouble, the other two parties must send strength to support it. No problem?" Nessera explained with a frown.
"Of course no problem." Garen nodded, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was a faint crisp sound on the badge. The beetle child's slender legs stopped moving for a moment.
"The contract is established."
Garen didn't take it seriously, no matter how strong he was, there was only one person, and AG had helped him a few times, and the sincerity shown was indeed not fake. This kind of exchange was normal, anyway, he also disliked the blood race.
Speaking of which, the same is true of the two worlds before him, and he will never reject the power that may join forces to strengthen his own power. Garen suddenly thought about it. Perhaps this is the way to achieve the goal regardless of the means. Whether it is the growth of one's own strength or the initiative of others to form alliances, as long as one's own growth time is not delayed, all comers will be welcome.
How about changing this way? This is determined by my xinxing, which also reveals my own personality and habits.
Garen's thoughts were fleeting.
"Are you listening to me?!" Nessera's displeased voice came into his ears.
"Of course." Garen came back to his senses.
"The action time is one month later, and the Wellington family itself will need a certain amount of time to mobilize its forces. Several of their median judges are performing missions or vacations in foreign enemies. If you want to mobilize them back for no reason, for these inefficient families As far as the blood race is concerned, it is impossible to have no benefits." When Nessera mentioned efficiency, a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She is always so proud, her mouth is always poisonous, and she seems to be unable to see clearly all the people she does not approve of.
In fact, apart from the dead disciples, there are only a few people in the world who can catch her eyes, and among them are AG and Garen.
"What we want is that all of them are present, otherwise, wouldn't it be too troublesome to search for them one by one?" Nessera said casually.
"What about the details of the specific actions?"
"We will send out two people in the upper ranks, twenty in the middle, and the rest are up to you. Your main goal is to destroy the silver light golem of the Wellington family. That is the barrier of reality set up by Wellington himself, and you can only rely on pure physics Power destroys," Nessera explained.
"Leave it to me." Garen nodded.
He knew that he was part of the AG terrorist plan. This guy AG regarded the entire blood race as a target of revenge. He was cultivating a terrifying genetic monster that completely faced the blood race. Based on his hundreds of years of knowledge, a large number of The ashes of the flesh and blood of the vampires are used as food. This monster has been cultivated to the initial stage, and it took nearly three hundred vampires and the ashes of flesh and blood of dozens of lower vampires.
AG named this monster 'Sacrifice'.
"The whole situation is like this. The AG will personally inform you of the details. By the way, a thousand-year-old blood family has very considerable savings. Don't blame me for not reminding you when there are fewer people going." Nessera coldly left In a word, he got up and strode away.
The strange thing is that when she walked to the door of the confinement, she suddenly disappeared slowly and disappeared completely, as if she had passed through the door.
Garen looked away, playing with the beetle medal in his hand.
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In a stronghold of the Wellington family, next to a certain bath.
"We have received information that the Dark Witches seem to be eyeing us."
A seductive woman with fiery red waist-length hair spoke softly. She was wearing a loose black silk pajamas, revealing her naked body underneath. Lying lazily on an oriental white hand-woven wicker chair.
"Dark Witches? What does this matter to them? This group of guys are notorious, they will do anything for power, without principles or lower limits." Male and female silhouettes with blue hair. Her voice was clear and neutral, and her chest was slightly rising and falling, but there was an Adam's apple in her throat.
"Who knows? Anyway, I got the news through the channel, and I don't know why those lunatics are staring at us." The red-haired woman straightened up with one leg, took a cigarette rod from the small table next to her with one hand, and put it on Delicate black butt, loaded with tobacco. She wiped it with one hand, and suddenly a flash of fire flashed by, and the shredded tobacco immediately ignited, emitting wisps of white smoke.
Hiss.
The woman took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. The white smoke deformed and twisted in the air, and after a while it turned into a slender snake, circled around the woman, and then slowly disappeared.
"This kind of life is really comfortable." The woman groaned, appearing even lazier. "At the beginning, I didn't approve of jumping between parties. It was too troublesome. What's the difference between Ming and secret parties? Anyway, they all live the same way."
"You can't say that." The blue-haired man in the water retorted, "Although Lord Castine is strong enough, his heart is too soft. He is not the real person who is suitable to lead my blood race to great cause."
"By the way, what are you going to do after you finish competing and crushing the Ming Party?" the red-haired woman asked.
"Of course it is to have more power and power." The blue-haired man replied casually.
"Then what about after gaining power?"
"I can live a better life!" The blue-haired man gave her a speechless look.
"So are you living a bad life now?" The red-haired woman yawned, "No one cares about you, you can do whatever you want, delicious food, fun food, delicious food, nothing you have experienced. I think Life is good now”
The blue-haired man was a little speechless, as if he was trapped by this guy.
"So, what are you people working so hard for? You are really fools." The red-haired woman waved her hands casually, and continued to smoke the pipe.
"I can't explain it to you, Tu Lan." The blue-haired man was helpless.
"I can't explain it to you." The red-haired woman Tulan replied lazily, "We are already in the upper ranks, with a lifespan of thousands or even more years, what else can't be enjoyed, forget it, don't say it Now that that’s over, you should think carefully about how to deal with the Dark Witch Guild after a while, I think it may be difficult to deal with this time.”
"You mean they might do it? No way, we have Lord Wellington in charge."
"Who knows what those lunatics will do?" Tu Lan narrowed her eyes and was about to sleep again.
To be honest, as a high-ranking blood who has witnessed too many ups and downs, she has lived for almost four thousand years, witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties, witnessed the rapid development and rise of modern civilization, watched World War I and World War II, participated in The historic Normandy landings. She was part of the delegation of the United Victories when Germany declared its defeat.
Victory, defeat, what's the point? No matter how strong the victor is, it can't stand the passage of time, and the blood race has stood at the apex of victory from the very beginning. On this basis, if they go to find trouble and fight their own civil war, what is it not a fool
Even if all the vampires of the Wellington family died in front of her, they would just continue to live and enjoy themselves in another place. There are very few things that can give her a little stimulation. As the third terrifying existence among the upper vampires, Even including the Dead Apostles, she is ranked seventh in the world.
But no one knew, she now felt the signs of an impending breakthrough.
At the peak of the upper rank, she has achieved thousands of years, and once she breaks through now, she may become a new dead disciple. Looking at those high-ranking people who are struggling on the edge of breaking through and still unable to make progress, she sometimes imagines that maybe it is such an aggressive and desire-filled mentality that stops them from moving forward.
"Oh, so boring."
(end of this chapter)