"She is somewhat interested in you. However, this is her own choice. This woman is very powerful. She is one of the oldest vampire ancestors. But even as powerful as she is, there are enemies she cannot defeat."
The gravekeeper said, "Don't look at her like that. She is actually a person consumed by hatred. We once discussed a deal. When she knew what kind of person you were, she was willing to sleep for three hundred years to protect you. Because there are some things that only you can do."
Licinius understood.
"So, during the border war..."
He said, "She cooperated with me because of you?"
"To be precise, Hodel and I negotiated with her. But the woman was very cautious. She didn't believe what we said, but she would observe you in person."
The gravekeeper said with emotion: "But I didn't expect that she would care about you so much and come out to protect you again and again. You must not let His Majesty find out. His Majesty has a bad relationship with her."
Licinius was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I understand."
After a long time.
Licinius stared at the dark sun and said, "Teacher, can you do me a favor?"
Gravekeeper: “Hmm?”
After a long time, the world above the World Tree became quiet again.
In the vast dark universe, golden light illuminates the silent palace.
A dark and scorching sun is still burning eternally.
However, what was different from before was that wisps of gray fog surrounded the scorching sun.
Like a god, embracing it.
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In the morning light, Dean Hodel drank the last sip of pork rib soup and burped.
"How about it?"
He asked slowly, "Did it succeed?"
The gravekeeper glanced at him and said, "Think about it with your butt. Is he the kind of person who can listen to advice?"
Dean Hodel put down his lunch box and sighed, "Children are so hard to discipline."
"Wasn't it the same for us back then?" the gravekeeper said calmly.
"Right… "
Dean Hodel smiled.
Under his gentle tortoise-shell glasses, a faint smile flashed in his wise and gentle eyes, and then he stood up and stretched his old waist: "It's okay, young people are always restless. Gaius, you know what? I like this child, I raise him as my own grandson."
"He did not listen to the instigation of the Valerius family, and did not regard me as his enemy who wanted to destroy his family. He also did not blame me for not being able to protect him and causing him to suffer so much."
He paused and said, "He also brought me food. I like this kid very much."
Repeated it again.
The gravekeeper nodded and replied, "I know..."
"So, if anyone makes this child unhappy..."
Dean Hodel leaned on his cane and said coldly, "I will kill anyone."
His pale hair fluttered in the wind, and the wise wrinkles on his forehead were slightly raised.
A wind suddenly rose above the sky.
The world is reflected in his eyes, so clearly.
The gravekeeper looked at his hunched and old back with emotion in his eyes.
Under the distant eaves, Mr. Zolman bowed slightly to show his respect for the old man;
The former demigod, the magician who fooled fate, how much power does he have left now
Nobody knows.
"Territory, expand! From this moment on..."
Dean Hodel seemed to be looking down at the sky and the earth, and spoke calmly:
"Doom, expulsion."
"Disaster, retreat."
"Precognition, blinding."
"Destiny, rewrite it!"
"world… "
He declared like a god: "It's mine."
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"Thank you for the fate! Thank you for the gift from the world!"
Goldo returned to his family's manor. Because he was traveling in secret, he did not inform any of his followers and servants. He transformed himself into countless night crows and came to the backyard of the mansion.
He was basking in the sun, his old face full of joy, as if he had become decades younger.
Even the flowers, plants, and the family descendants playing in the distance all looked pleasing to the eye.
"Thank you to the corpse-eating ritualist!" the old man said softly.
At this moment, a carrier pigeon flew from afar and landed in the palm of his hand.
There is a black crystal on the pigeon's leggings.
In the crystal, there is a young boy's soul frozen.
Valerius Asherah.
"As expected! The great Corpse Eater Clan really contacted me. He really is willing to give me this opportunity! Yes, that's right. I am a top warlock no matter what, even though I am dying of old age."
Goldo took a deep breath, hiding his excitement: "Compared to Cicely, I am no worse than her except that I am not a woman and I don't have fair skin and a beautiful body!"
In the old man's opinion, the great corpse-eating clan was undoubtedly unfathomable.
First of all, the other party has an extremely strange and mysterious abyss!
Secondly, he possesses the miracle of bringing the dead back to life!
The strange posture at the end was also unheard of and unseen.
The man deliberately stayed there and waited.
Test him and observe him.
Considering whether to give him hope of survival.
“I think it must be the foolish Cicely and her accomplices who accidentally angered this great being, so he came to the capital and intervened personally.
Logically speaking, he should have been able to leave, but he deliberately waited for me there, just to let me see the power of the dead resurrecting!"
Goldo murmured, "Yes, this man probably learned of my existence from Cicely, and is willing to give me a chance to replace Cicely and become his servant."
The Medici family actually wanted to be servants for others.
That's a huge joke.
However, only Goldo knew how maddening the last glimmer of hope would be when your life is about to come to an end and all attempts have been made to resolve the problem to no avail.
It's like a traveler who is about to die of thirst in the desert, fantasizing that the next step is to reach a lake.
Then, with a snap.
The lake appears in front of you.
All you have to do is offer your loyalty.
Not to mention being a servant.
Even if I have to be a dog, I don't mind!
"What I have to do next is to wait patiently for the new life."
Goldo touched the communication mirror in his arms.
Waiting for that great existence to contact him again.
However, Goldo didn't know that even if he had arrived a minute earlier, he would not have the same idea as he did now.
After all, the great Corpse-Eating Clan would never fall to the point of fighting with a fourth-level Annihilation Clan hybrid, where they could exchange a few moves and even get injured!
Goldo calmed down and returned to his study.
In the study, Judiya was waiting for him at the door, holding a black umbrella.
"Dear Mr. Goldo."
She bowed gracefully: "You're back."
Goldo hummed, then took out the black crystal and threw it out: "I have brought the man back. His body has been destroyed, only his soul remains."
Judiya took the crystal and said calmly, "I don't care if he lives or dies."
"Ah… "
Goldo looked at the girl and suddenly had a bold idea.
The next moment, he transformed into countless night crows and appeared in a secret garden in the manor.
He took out a communication mirror and said respectfully, "Great Corpse Eater Family, I have a wonderful idea. Since Cicely has angered you, why don't we see for ourselves what she wants to do. My ability allows us to attach our consciousness to crows, implant it into other people's bodies, and control their actions."
"Cicely's adopted daughter is currently in my manor. I can help you. Let your consciousness control her actions and follow her back to Cicely."
He paused, trying to make his voice elegant. "And I will control Valerius Asera's actions and stay by your side. A disobedient dog needs a special way to be trained. What do you think?"
Dongdong... Dongdongdong...
After saying this, he closed his eyes, silently counted his heartbeats, and waited quietly for a reply.
Goldo didn't know whether he could please the other party by doing this.
But he won't do nothing.
After all, that great being asked him to pretend that nothing had happened in order not to alert the enemy.
But he has a better way, so why not do it
Gordo didn't mind taking a gamble.
After all, he knows where his weaknesses are.
He is a man...
And Cicely, was beautiful.
After a long time, a hoarse voice was heard from the communication mirror.
"Well, Gordo, you've got me a surprise."
That great being said calmly, "I like... useful people the most."
Chapter 211: Burning, it’s really burning!
The carriage drove out of the city.
Licinius sat on horseback, cut his finger with a dagger and squeezed out a drop of blood.
He dripped that drop of blood into a glass bottle and tied it to the crow's leg.
This is a necessary condition to complete Gordo's magic.
A drop of his blood.
This is a good opportunity to take a look at where the old nobles' lair is.
"Go ahead..."
Ga!