Preliminary summary: Zach suggested that Nainad persuade himself to take out the reward given by the Sabbat, Lesembra's blood bottle, and use it on Zmich who disobeyed Hamilton's order, to help him openly. Hamilton's reasons for maintaining authority created a situation in which the two Lesembras divided power at Barton. Vertex 23S. Updated soonest feed ends.
Restricted freedom does not mean that you cannot be active. The key is to know what you are good at and what you want to do.
We all know what Zach is good at, and he obviously knows what he's doing. Don't be fooled by that hesitant face, "I really don't think this is a good idea, but Nenad's reasons are really good." He glanced at the three Zmich who were bound by silver chains. , seemingly sincerely, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said more about the spices making Alpha stronger."
He probably didn't want to agree with Zach at all, but unfortunately, "You don't need to apologize! This is their problem!" Hamilton also glared at the three Zmich.
In addition to Zack and Hamilton, of course Nenad is here too. He was a little quiet, and touched the three Zmich from time to time. The gray-black light flowed to the object of contact during the touch, making the three Zmich's struggles 'ease'.
The other ones who remained silent were the mind readers on the other side of this space, there were two of them, Ozzie Kozier and Mr. Morelin.
Theoretically speaking, Morelin should not appear in such an occasion. Regardless of the original purpose of this room, which seemed to be the clothing store of Cozier's store, now it is just a torture chamber. But 'coincidentally', Morelin accidentally walked in while matching Zagar's clothes, and was left by Oz on the grounds that "at the Sabbat, merit will be rewarded and mistakes will be punished." . Your family has been away from the Sabbat for too long (the relationship between Morelin and Cozier has been described in detail before, and the origin of the bloodline is a family), and you should start to get used to this now."
But the truth is that Oz just needs Morelin to help him maintain two versions of his memory at all times. How to describe this. Alas, Ozzie Kozier, who initially asked Zach to give him a set of 'Ye Gong' memories, did not expect that Eli's matter would drag on for such a long time. Maintaining two versions of his mentality began to make Oz unable to do what he wanted. He needed another mind-reader who could locate his own mentality to assist him.
Remember when Zach explained to Madison the difference between mind-reading and the Eye of Charm targeting memory. The analogy Zach used at the time was videotape. Charming Eyes is a video tape editing that changes the image that has been fixed on the storage tape. Mind reading is positioning, fast forward and rewind, adjust to the position you want, and let the screen display the picture you choose.
Hamilton reached out and took the blood bottle from Zach. The blood bottle was obtained, but Zach didn't let go. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Still, please ignore Zach's face full of hesitation.
Hamilton frowned and did not answer. But he still forcibly pushed away Zach's hand that was holding the blood bottle. He held the blood bottle in his hand and looked at the one in the middle of the three Zmich, a little gloomily, "I will give you one last chance. Tell me, in the 'visit' 'After understanding Maggie, what did you understand?!"
"Understand what?! We understand that the spice must be destroyed!" The silver restraints, combined with the gray-black halo flowing in Nenad's touch, made Zmich's skin begin to appear abnormally gray, violating Their bodies seemed limp and their emotions remained agitated, a bad kind of agitated.
Hamilton pursed his lips. He was not satisfied with the answer.
"Do you know the principle of that spice? It stimulates the soul's band to grow again! This is why it can make Alpha stronger! It stimulates the soul of the werewolf! The dead soul of the werewolf!!" The tone is definitely In order to emphasize, "Dead! Soul!! It even allows the dead soul to trade with werewolves! The consciousness of exchanging bodies and borrowing forms from each other at any time! Lethembra! Are you listening?! This trust The spice Ruido said makes werewolves stronger, not just physically! It’s everything! Everything about werewolves is getting stronger! We must destroy this spice! From the source!!"
Disappointed, Hamilton looked at Zmich, "Are you suggesting that we start a war with the wizard now?"
"Yes! Sibella and John! These two wizards cannot be kept! Future expulsions are meaningless! We must let them disappear! Now! Before they are aware of the danger! We cannot give them anything to let this happen. Opportunity to grow spices and spread the word!!”
"Uh... I'm sorry to interrupt..." Zach didn't really apologize, even though he looked sincere, "But in fact, the source of this spice is not Sibella or John, it is Papa Midnight, and John is... Well, so to speak. Yes, he is a very powerful wizard, but his power is a reverse of Papa Midnight's project. All his works are adapted from Papa Midnight's witchcraft. So, Zmich, if you want to destroy The source of this spice, I think you..." He stopped talking, shook his head sadly and shut up.
It's rare that Hamilton didn't resent Zach's interruption. He glanced at Zach and then returned to Zmich's face, "Did you hear that? So, hum, what are your suggestions now? We are going to deal with Papa now." War at midnight? Answer me."
Without any hesitation, he simply said, "Yes!! If necessary! So what if we start a war with Papa Midnight! We are the Sabbat..."
"Shut up!!"
Apparently, Zmich had used up the opportunity given to them by Hamilton.
Hamilton turned around and looked at Zach again, "Believe me, if I thought there was any other way, I wouldn't choose this!" He raised the blood bottle in his hand, and then looked at Nenad who was quietly doing his own thing, " I don’t know how you came up with this method, and I don’t know how you made Toledo willing to hand over this reward that belongs to him, huh, but I guess your loyalty is still in the right place, not bad.”
Nenad lowered his head slightly, not ready to speak. Mentally mocking someone for their ignorance at this time? Oh, no, the mind-reader was right next to him, and Nenad's heart was still. Take the first calm step towards the rise of Cappadocia.
"Which one." Hamilton raised the blood bottle in his hand and moved in front of the three Zmich, "will accept the 'punishment of the gift'." It's a contradictory and correct description, isn't it? Bloodline will advance, this is a gift , but the personality will be wiped out and become a puppet. This is the most severe punishment. Hey, try to imagine what it would be like to erase a personality that had lived for centuries.
fear? I guess so. The three Zmichs tried their best to dodge the things in Hamilton's hands while being restrained.
"Which one," Hamilton continued, "will become the 'typical' guy who disobeys my orders, foolishly puts his personal interests above the interests of the Sabbat, and keeps emphasizing the glory of his Sabbat."
Zach interrupted again, "Hamilton, stop torturing them." Sad, we know it, please ignore Zach's expression now, "The picture looks too uncomfortable, I am not suitable for this situation..."
"This is why your secret alliance failed!" Hamilton was actually distracted at this time, no, not distracted, "Why did you Toledo end up like this!" Hamilton's mouth twitched, "You didn't Absolute authority!! You discuss! You negotiate! You maintain a huge organization as equals! And then it collapses because you have no absolute claims! Toledo! You have never had a real leader! Watch! Then learn! If you Integrate into the Sabbat! This is your first lesson! We give you power!"
Hamilton's eyes fell on the blood bottle in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were twitching. It was obvious that he was also having some kind of fierce struggle in his heart, "You better be worthy of it!"
Can you keep up, 'We gave you the power', this not only means that Zach is the highest-ranking person among the Barton vampires, but also the loyal object of the puppet made by the blood bottle. We have given you power, in every sense of the word. Therefore, Hamilton is not stupid. He knows that a second Lesembula will appear in Barton, so he needs the power that Zach is worthy of.
Zach lowered his head, as if in taught reflection. Then he nodded, "Okay, then, let me finish this thing." and an extremely sincere explanation... This is the last reminder, ignore what should be ignored, we all know what Zach is doing, "I You still need to lead the remaining two Zmish, and they don’t need to resent you for this. I took out the blood bottle, and I will bear the power and consequences."
Hamilton hesitated for a moment and then made a decision, "Please." Send the blood bottle.
Zach nodded, with a look of regret still on his face. He took the blood bottle and walked towards the three Zimishi. He carefully looked at every hostile face and sighed, "Hey, you have the right to hate me. After all, I have never been angry with you." From the beginning, you all know that I love my Grande family, and I love my Alpha brothers." His eyes passed over Nenad, and he had to do what he should do, right? Let some people know that he is How to be persuaded, this is the plan, right, "So I really don't want to see you always targeting Benjamin. You should follow Hamilton's command and focus on Mokavi. You haven't turned this corner, If the threat cannot be eliminated, what you should do is to let it go, look forward, and then turn the threat into your advantage... "
After being interrupted, Zmich, who had just wasted the opportunity given by Hamilton, began to spit on Zach's face, "It's all because of you! You Toledo!! You did what you do best! Let me We are divided! You put us in this situation with your evil brain!"
Zach was actually stunned, evil? This is really...
"Correct." Oz, don't worry, Morelin is here, so what Oz said is definitely an assist, assist Zach, "This is Benjamin, his brother, in that Samuel (Sam, holding the grid) Rand's 'Colt', who is now missing along with Novel) appears and asks him to take in Samuel when he comes up with his own ideas. He believes that he was once in the Secret Alliance, destroying the relationship between the werewolf and wizard families, For the purpose of reducing the threat of witchcraft beliefs to vampires, it is evil for wolves to become a group that preys on wizards and to turn against the wizard family. It has caused countless tragedies in life, such as the Quinn family's Mu En, and the Grande's Seth. Muir. Because of this self-blame, he took in Samuel and became the first vampire to have a wizard. "
The space suddenly became quiet.
Everyone seems to be thinking about something.
It was Hamilton who broke the silence, "You heard it, Toledo is evil, hum, but it is a good thing for vampires. You Zmich should thank this one. If it weren't for his evil, the werewolves today would be even bigger. Threat!" After saying this, "Toledo, about you having a wizard, and your wizard holding a 'Colt'." No more words.
Zach waved his hand, "I know, let's solve this matter first." Holding the blood bottle, he slowly pulled out the handkerchief, wiped the saliva from his face, and then looked at the owner of the spit, "You. "It's a simple one of three, isn't it
"Nenad." Zach gave the order.
Nenad moved to remove Zac's chosen one from its restraints.
Resist? No, a gray-black halo began to envelope this Zmich, his skin began to wrinkle, and his bloated body began to shrink... He was rotting. It's like leaving a corpse for a long time, but it's still alive, but the various parts of the body are starting to break down.
One hand fell out of Zmich's contracted body, two hands fell out of Zmich's contracted body, three hands fell out of... four, five...
I'm not kidding, there are just so many arms, which were pushed out from under the skin of the originally bloated but now shrunken Zmich. Well, of course, the same goes for the legs, one, two, three, four... and something inexplicable, the tail? The hard look and claws covering this exoskeleton? Maybe the eagle is so sharp that people instinctively want to dodge and hoof it? What seemed to be large animals... were scattered around one by one.
Until a thin, soft and wrinkled, but complete human form hung feebly on Nenad's arm.
Zach glanced at the things on the ground and said regretfully, "You must have spent countless hours collecting these, um, weapons." Zmich is a fighting race, remember, so when Zach said these weapons, that's arms.
Weakly, "Why are you still talking, Toledo, do it..."
"Okay." Zach raised his hand, "Say goodbye to these things, and say goodbye to your original self." He held his fingers together and said.
Regarding vampire blood transfusion, we already know what this uncomfortable procedure is like, so let’s skip it. Go and see something interesting, Zagel, who is now bored in the studio waiting for Morelin to get his clothes back.
Zager's unfinished winter coat hangs from his body. On the half-open chest is the lotus left by Papa at midnight.
It's so quiet here, no one is here, just a model who can talk and think, standing there, lamenting the boring life. No wonder this guy doesn't want to live.
Suddenly, "Um... Is anyone here?" Zagel spoke, "Morelin, Oz, Zach, uh, Hamilton? Is anyone around?"
Don't be kidding, blood transfusion is a very dangerous process, but no one will leave at this time.
"Is anyone here?" Zagel's tone was, well, a little helpless. "I think this thing on my chest has lost a petal. Can someone pick it up for me? It's pressing on my foot. Good weight."
The amazing thing is, he shouldn't feel the weight. (..)