Chapter 48: Waiting in vain
"Nine o'clock direction, two thousand one hundred meters, there is a car ...... Well, it passed ...... Well, congratulate him, this guy drank too much and hit the roadside wall."
"Eleven o'clock, three hundred meters, three pedestrians ...... Damn, it's three thieves, they're prying a parked car ...... Ah, unlucky guy, that's a newest Chinese-made 'dragon' magnetic levitation car, that car owner will be heartbroken to death. Tsk, the market price is at least in the ten million or so, those guys even if they can't pry the car door, they will still scratch the car body."
"Seven o'clock, five hundred and forty meters, thirty-seven people, well, and then a machete firefight yeah! Boss, it's been a long time since I've seen such a hot scene, nowadays gangsters use sub-machine guns and laser guns for mergers, who still uses machetes? Oh la, one guy's hand is broken, well, what courage, he actually picked up his broken hand and ran away, not bad, quickly go to the hospital, make sure it can be connected."
"Tsk, tsk, chief, look, look, twelve o'clock, three hundred meters, inside that small white building. Ah, that man taking on three beautiful women by himself, what a hot scene! Well, those three women have great bodies, tsk, tsk, it's wonderful, this guy doesn't even close the curtains when he's doing his job, it's really cheap. Well, wait a minute, I'll hook up the night vision device to the video recording equipment, this kind of real life performance can never be spared."
Reinhardt stomped his foot on the sprawled Adam's ass and said coldly, "Ah, very well, if you want to film that sort of thing, I don't mind throwing you right out of here and into that building. Adam, let's bet a hundred bucks that I can throw you right through here, can you believe that? ...... And you guys, all that fighting and stealing has nothing to do with us, so you keep a good eye on the perimeter, and if anything goes wrong, I want you to look good."
Faro lying on the ground wriggled a few times, muttered, "Ah, this chief, but more and more have the chief's might. Well, when I first met him, what a pure lad he was, but now, what an unfortunate thing, to have been tainted by this damned bureaucratic air so quickly!" He shook his head and sighed to, "Society, it's a big dyestuff, even God can corrupt you, let alone a little guy who serves God."
On the roof of this office building, all of Reinhardt's and their heavy weapons had been set up. A repeating condenser cannon with an auto-targeting and biotracking system, a high-energy laser cannon, and some strange and weird things that Reinhardt couldn't even name. As for the surveillance system, just look at the four of them, Farrow, sprawled on the ground. Supported on the small tripod in front of them was the night vision device that was the standard for the European Union army nowadays, which was claimed to be able to discern a fly ten kilometers away at night!
But it was obvious that these guys didn't put all their energy into finding suspicious characters, instead, they relied on the fine instruments in their hands and began to ungodly snoop around.
Jing Yinfeng, the top assassin who had just resolutely joined Reinhardt's small group because of the huge commission, lazily wrapped up in a blanket, huddled in a sheltered corner on the roof of the building, and through the light of a small electric lamp in his hand, he was looking at a map with a dozen or so red dots on it. "Well, Reinhardt, according to you, this is the Blood's oldest and bloodiest blood sacrifice ritual? A number of dots in the metropolis, in a certain order, and a blood sacrifice of thirteen people every three nights, you can obtain a huge amount of dark magic power?"
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Reinhardt quietly walked to Jing Yinfeng's side, moving squatting on, looking at the red dot under the map of the day, nodded and said: "That's right, indeed on whether the blood sacrifice ceremony. I see, from sixty places after off end, three places a point, each point to kill live thirteen women, the head was placed into a pyramid shape, around no blood red magic pattern, also no weak blood energy breath, except the blood, no one can make such a thing to go."
He pointed one by one and said in a deep voice, "Twelve days ago, it was still impossible to see their intention, but twelve days later, the main pivots of this magic array have all been formed, Colonel Harold, is the head of the Special Investigation Bureau specializing in the intelligence analysis department, they know a lot of secret information about the Bloods, and they are also clear about what a blood sacrifice like this would bring about --At the very least, it can make a Blood Race's strength directly increase by one level in just a few months' time!"
Skimmed a mouth, Reinhardt eyes outside has no faint killing gas flowed out: "Cowardly and presumptuous guy, according to his stay on the blood energy breath analysis, Harold they give this or these bastards of the definition of no, the ability of small probability is not the level of the blood race ordinary descent, that is to say, no, the virtual power is extremely high micro, so only to risk to use such a way to lower the energy. Can it be, the White Darkness Council has banned the Blood Race from using the ritual of blood sacrifice again after six hundred years, could it be that they've gone crazy?"
Jing Yinfeng blew out a cloud of white air, dispersing a few snowflakes that had landed on the map, and said indifferently, "Maybe they went crazy trying to be powerful, or the Dark Council suddenly disintegrated and couldn't care less about these bastards. However, since the city of London is still calm today, and no dark creatures have been seen appearing on the streets in a dignified manner, the Dark Council still exists, so it can only be said that those little guys have gone crazy wanting great power."
She suddenly looked at Reinhardt, eyes outside without a kind of indescribable flavor: "However, you just think it is strange, since this blood sacrifice whether sixty land after the closure of the end of the end, has been slaughtered hundreds of people, why the private public opinion a little bit of news without it? Well, our news control ......"
Reinhardt gently stood up and said indifferently, "Ms. Jing, it's not my press control, it's the Intelligence Bureau's side. Do you want to tell all the residents of London that one or a group of crazy low-level bloods are slaughtering the people behind their backs to increase their magical power? Well, London would presumably become an empty city immediately! Such a loss would be too much for them to bear."
Shrugging his shoulders, Reinhardt shook the dozen or so snowflakes that had accumulated under his shoulders into smithereens and said thickly, "These things are open to you, and you don't want to explain too little to me. Anyway, you just need to finish off those filthy, vile creatures of the White Darkness or not. I, on the other hand, will be enough to strike when needed, and you'll pay for the number of times and difficulty of my strikes." Looking up at the ground and sky, Reinhardt said in a high and deep voice, "There's still not a big hour left, it's just about midnight, those guys should show up, right? With this small building as the center, three hundred meters in circumference, should be the core of their blood sacrifice ceremony, outside of this, they need to kill live three hundred and sixty women, and in accordance with the 'Blood Spirit Gathering God Array' orientation of the placement of the bad, this workload, is not big ah."
Jing Yinfeng wordlessly stood up and casually placed that map aside. Gently moving her body, she coldly said, "I will personally cut off their heads. These guys who have no respect for life, at all, really deserve to die ...... Of course, you prepare your honorarium! Well, even though you've already given me enough payment, but if I can make a little more in three years it's a little more." She had a bit of a worried look on her face, "Who knows how much those damn guys can make? Maybe if they go to some country in Africa where a civil war has suddenly broken out and let go of the order a few times, they'll rake in a huge amount of money... It's really hard to beat them steadily."
Reinhardt ignored Jing Yinfeng's worried sentiments, and only looked at her without any point of bad curiosity, muttering in disbelief, "Will assassins still honor light lives?"
Jing Yinfeng's ears are also extremely sharp people, she looked at Reinhardt and nodded her head repeatedly, "Of course, only those who truly understand the meaning of life can become top assassins. Regardless of whether he is assassinating someone or being killed, the most brilliant moment in an assassin's life is the moment he wields the sharp weapon in his hand and takes another person's life or has his life taken! That time is the most moving and beautiful moment in an assassin's life where his life is most sublimated."
The several people of Farrow who were lying on the world suddenly shivered, and almost at the same time, they mumbled in a loud voice, "Pervert." A chill surged down outside their hearts, but whether or not they completely dismissed the idea of coming to hook up with Jing Yinfeng. They felt that this man's brain, false in no point is not abnormal! Positively their head, but also false spent that ordinary people a hundred lifetimes can not earn to go to the huge sum of money, hired her for three years! God, madness, everything is madness.
Reinhardt was also full of incomprehensible looks, looking at Jing Yinfeng froze for half a day before he shook his head and said in a low voice: ''The way you Chinese think, is really odd! It seems that a friend I know, whose ancestry is also Chinese, he also said similar words, however, those words of his, well, it's harder to hear is all, and the style of your words is completely different, but the nature is the same."
Badly looking at Reinhardt, Jing Yinfeng strangely said, "Can no one say the same words as you? Then, he must be very unmotivated about 'martial arts'. What did he say?"
Reinhardt looked at Jing Yinfeng for half a day before saying with an odd expression on his face, "Do you really want to hear it?" Jing Yinfeng nodded repeatedly.
"Well, that bad, that guy said: as a woman, especially if it's an excellent woman like him, the most radiant moment in one's life is when he pierces through a sheet of virgin membranes with his Hundred Refinement Golden Lance, and watches those virgins let out moans as their blood stains all kinds of mattresses red! And whether or not it was the ugliest moment of his life when he spurted violently over and over again, bringing the man above or below his body to a borderline f**k and letting his own soul float away." Reinhardt bit his lip alive and grunted out the passage.
Jing Yinfeng's face suddenly turned a reddish color, she gritted her teeth and angrily scolded coldly, "Who is that guy? I, I, I want free ...... you to pay ten thousand dollars, I will kill him for you! This asshole, he, he, is simply nasty and dirty to the extreme."
Even leisure into the off a few steps, Reinhardt full of odd smiles, high and heavy said, "Oh, then, sorry, this ten thousand dollars, whether you will never pay me. Although his mind, well, and partial common people very different, in his brain outside, it seems that in addition to men and money there is no other thoughts ...... can not, you can not let me hurt him, even if not quiet a hair of his! You've had many, many friends in your life, besides Alin and Ann, and he, he counts as one of your friends. So, I'm sorry."
The corner of Jing Yinfeng's eyes jumped a few times, looking at Reinhardt in surprise, and whispered, "Poor guy! Even we assassins who walk in the darkness at least have family and a few friends, and you!" Shaking her head, Jing Yinfeng no longer pursued the news of 'that man', pulling a blanket over and spreading it on the ground, she also flopped down on the ground, grabbed a night vision device, and scanned haphazardly towards the surroundings.
Reinhardt laughed bitterly for a few moments and also followed Jing Yinfeng's example, helping to check the surrounding static. He sighed outside his heart, ''That's right, you also find it strange why you are without such a friend! Can it be, Yi Di Xing although definitely not counted as no a partial person gentleman, but no you virtual in no way to have any antipathy towards him ah! ...... However, what did she just say about 'martial arts'? Well, is not the Chinese kind of pursuit of immortality, the actual edge of the 'way'?"
Reinhardt secretly laughed in his heart, "The Most High God said, besides their divine race, there will be no other gods or immortals in the world, ordinary human beings, unless the gods bestowed them with a godly personality, how can they become gods through their own cultivation? This is totally impossible! Poor Chinese people, they were all deceived by those who practiced the 'Tao'! But to be honest, if the Japanese's Ninjutsu was really evolved from the Chinese Five Elements Transportation Technique, their strength would be amazing."
At this time of Reinhardt ah, he which outside to know, the Chinese small land under those false bias of the pursuit of the earth's way of the people, veto less horror of the death in! Perhaps, he should know, because the Divine Court only ate the small Ying's Tianfang, and even some of their gods were beheaded Tianfang, on whether in that mysterious ancient western country! Could it be, perhaps because out of absolute faith in God, Reinhardt had willfully ignored this matter of emptiness? In his mind, God is not absolutely low, there is definitely the enemy of the dead in ah.
A gust of wind swept over without any sign, Farrow suddenly whispered, "Attention, this group of scum appeared.Sonofbitch, there are seven of them. Damn, looking at them, their rank is really not high, they should be scum less than half a year after being first embraced! Hmph, come on, get ready to finish them off....... Look, eleven o'clock direction, two hundred and thirty one meters, they're on the roof of the building."
All of the unoccupied night vision devices were aimed in the direction of eleven o'clock, and sure enough, under the roof of a certain building in that direction, seven guys wearing weird loose-fitting clothes and carrying oddly shaped long swords on the front of their backs appeared. Seeing that there were no wings in front of their backs, and then looking at the dull and thick blood light outside their eyes, yes, no very high-class capable blood clan. And whether these guys, actually did a series of blood cases.
Seven guys stood on the roof of the building, seemingly waiting for something. Reinhardt said strangely, "Something's not right, they should go and capture the people as soon as possible and start slaughtering them, otherwise the time will be too late. This is the core point of the magic formation, they should have placed at least three hundred and sixty heads here and used their blood to draw a magic formation, then continue to the periphery to set up the blood sacrifice points so that they could complete the entire blood sacrifice ceremony! But, why are they standing there, as if they are waiting for someone?"
Adam quickly put on his night vision and climbed heavily to the side of the repeating heat condensation cannon, maneuvering it and aiming it at a Blood Clan who looked as if he was not the leader. "Chief, no matter how little he is, you lock him first, then, huh, give him a few dozen weak thermal condensation rays for fun! Ah, maybe, today you can catch a dead Blood. Well, Farrow, seven mongrel ex-descendants, can I clean up?"
Farrow was silent for a moment and said coldly, "I can take on four at once and make sure they don't get away."
Kerwes said lazily, "Ah, you're lazy then, one."
008 nodded and grunted, "One."
Adam said in a loud voice, "Then, you're one outside of this one, so the head and big sister Jing don't have to make a move. Alas, such a high-level blood clan, virtual in whether there is no desire to have a quiet hand with them ah, too strong, you can deal with dozens of him alone. Just been given the blood energy of the senior vampire, can not have less ability it? Ha, it's locked! Bad, chief, if I'm busy and have nothing to do, I can come and play with that laser cannon, this kind of high-level blood, if I hit it, one shot will turn into ashes."
Farrow stood up, slowly moved his arms and legs, and said in a low voice, "But, chief, you remember not to shoot too low, it's better to shoot slightly higher. This thing, one shot can destroy a small villa, you mustn't be like in Japan, the last desperate shot, although it took out that old guy, but it even brought us down."
Reinhardt's face slightly red underneath, coughed and stood up as well. "Jing big sister, I'll maneuver that laser cannon, you come to give Farrow and the others a helping hand, at the very least, you guys have to guard against these guys escaping no?" Also slightly dead still a on hand and foot, Reinhardt is going to backward pounce, ready to directly from this low downstairs!
Suddenly, a thick voice rang out, "Little ones, you'd better not strike out indiscriminately, those guys are not something you can deal with ...... Don't look at them as low-ranked blood descendants, but they are actually capable of being much more powerful than you can imagine! "
The crowd was horrified, snapping their heads back out, seeing a hairy, low body at least in two meters fifty below the werewolf, hand outside the manipulation of a meter and a half long small machete, bias cracked off the small mouth, revealing four small fangs, smiling and looking at their own. In front of him, also stood a dozen low small orcs, look at their necks hanging fangs necklace, Reinhardt, Farrow, Jing Yinfeng's pupils violently contracted a on, almost did not stunned in that outside: those orcs necklace, up to no eleven golden fangs!
According to the orcs probably three colors and thirteen orders of warrior division, these orcs in front of you is clearly the most elite warriors of the orc race! Black and silver colored fangs are warriors, even if there are thirteen black and silver colored fangs on the necklace, they will not be too strong. And hanging golden fangs meant that they were clearly warriors with hundreds of years of experience, slaughter machines that had truly killed countless enemies. And the eleven or twelve or thirteen golden fangs of the orcs were already legendary level characters in the orc race.
Obviously, with such a group of people behind their eyes, a random orc behind their eyes could go out and finish them off, and absolutely no effortless seconds!
Reinhardt is confident that if he is given enough time, years later, after he completely mastered the power of Odin's input of the Godhead, he can easily defeat these orc warriors, but in front of the eyes,...... well, in front of these orcs, he is not much stronger than a mouse.
Jing Yin wind more whether body heat, she has the method to forgive their own small intention, as a top assassin, she was actually so few body body small orcs close to the body in front of less than three or five meters of the sky, actually a little sound did not hear! She virtual in whether there is a method to forgive themselves, although she is clear black both sides of the virtual power gap is too small, but whether this kind of mistake, as long as once, it is enough to let oneself live a hundred times ah!
Farrow them even more not to mention, looking at these body muscles piece as if steel, has been restored to the orc face, golden fangs in the glittering big guy, their body has long been stiff, where still dare to move? This is the instinctive fear of the inferior for the superior creatures, unless they can also reach this level of power, or else when they face these orcs, in addition to closing their eyes and waiting for death, simply will not have the slightest thought of resistance.
Reinhardt sucked in a breath and smiled bitterly as he went, "Are we, or are we not, going to find you guys in trouble?"
The leading wolf head shook his head in a very gentlemanly manner, and said elegantly, "Oh no, although we are orcs, we are also the nobles among the orcs, so how would we come to look for your trouble for no reason? Especially, our target, which should be the same, is those seven old bats ...... who escaped from the cage and want to restore their power with the help of blood sacrifice Well, look at your equipment, it is really advanced ah, well, are you from the Demon Hunters Guild, or are you government employees? Well, the power on your body is still good."
The wolverine walked to the side of the repeating thermocoagulant cannon, slapped Adam's shoulder hard, and laughed: "Hey, big guy, let me tell you, what do we have here? Well, it looks shiny, and there's very little energy reaction out there! Well, what does 'Locked' mean under this screen? Uh, did I lock it?"
A group of orcs curiously surrounded up, grabbed Reinhardt and asked them questions, the night vision device ah what all grabbed up a fiddle, suddenly a leopard man excitedly shouted: "hahaha, look ah, see so clearly, well, this thing is fun ...... little guy, give me! It!" He slapped Farrow's shoulder fiercely, and without caring whether Farrow was willing or not, he hung that night vision device around his neck.
"Well, this is called a heat condensation cannon, huh? Bad west east ah! And it can lock on to a target silently? That's bad! It can make the enemy stiff and still? It's bad! I'm sure it's not a bad thing... Ah, guys, I'll give it to you."
"Well, this is called a laser cannon? It's good stuff! It can destroy a mountain with one shot? Good stuff! It can burn through iron plates? Good stuff! It's really something fun... Ah, young man, you don't have a problem with giving it to me, do you?"
"Well, this is called an energy field generator, and it can actually withstand spiritual magic attacks to a certain extent? Sure enough, you orcs are not magic too check, this thing is bad to take to the bad play ah! Well, last time you carried it to fight with those old wizards, you should be able to beat them up and make them run around. Well, welcome to you, no problem?" ...... Reinhardt's face is all pointless green, are these orcs going to do what? To hunt down these seven bloods? Could they be pestering themselves for what? Well, it seems that they do not have any antipathy towards the agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau, instead, they are still communicating with themselves in a bad way, can they, they are also too small square and straightforward, right? Actually see the bad play of the West to take away, this, is not this account to be counted to their own head under the forefront?
"Hahaha, well, come, deal with those seven old bat people come! Well, I said, we just come to see the fun tonight, the bats things, we are lazy to care about it."
Suddenly turned back, Reinhardt saw thirty-some wearing that kind of style old to the extreme, but whether the fabric there is doubt than the expensive white tuxedo, a color of long wavy hair, face handsome ugly, small figure of the blood tribe, has floated in the ground around the roof of the air. With a long incantation sound, a white ball of light under a Blood Race man exploded violently, a white spiritual ripple spread slowly in all directions, and a hypnotic spell instantly enveloped the sky in a circle three privates away.
The werewolf casually slashed out, shattering a small slice of the magical energy that had surged over, just in time to spare Reinhardt and the others the stink of being put to sleep by hypnotic magic. Farrow groaned in a low voice, ''I finally understand why I rarely hear of signs of dark creatures these days, so it turns out that they use all this magic to put all the ordinary people to sleep before they act! ...... Well, I have to say that they are very socially virtuous! On the contrary, those clergymen of the divine court are often seen fooling around in the streets!"
Reinhardt glared fiercely at Farrow, who immediately closed his mouth with a big heart.
That group of orcs were no longer interested in Reinhardt's and their equipment, and one by one, they crouched down on the ground with great interest, smilingly looking at the large number of Bloods over there. At the sound of the wind, almost a hundred sorcerers wearing black robes quietly emerged from a hundred meters above Reinhardt's head. A few old wizards with black cats in their hands and that werewolf greeted each other warmly, and actually landed like this, casually glancing at Reinhardt and the others, and without taking them seriously, they actually sat on their blankets like this and watched the fun with a smile on their faces.
For the first time in his life, Reinhardt stood with so few members of the White Darkness forces, he was like an ant that had been put back under the lid of a pot, it was hard to feel all over, but he didn't dare to be quiet. Look at the badge on the chest of those few wizards who fell up, Reinhardt swore that the heavenly position of these old guys in the White Dark Wizards Association would never be higher than Hyde's heavenly position in the Divine Court! Perhaps, they would just not be in charge of the elder level of all the White Dark Wizards that were not within the boundaries of the United Kingdom.
The sound of huge wings beating the air also resounded, in Reinhardt's almost desperate eyes, more than a thousand high-ranking Blood Clans whose wings on their backs were blood red, proving that they at least possessed the strength of Duke level or above appeared in the air, each of them tensed up their faces, full of murderous aura and looked towards the seven surrounded Blood Clans not far away from the roof of the building, and some of them who looked a little bit younger, were already eager to rush up and help.
However, before, a huge small pressure from the ground to go, thirteen back without a silver purple huge small wings, casually show a little bit of white and dark magic on the demolition but let Reinhardt spray blood blood blood of the blood tribe, accompanied by a space of a rough wave of silence, appeared in the air. This thirteen blood clan looks very old, but the appearance of the early twenties, can that pang small magic power wave still, let Reinhardt almost fell to his knees in the world! The virtual power gap is too small, the virtual in whether it is too small!
But things are not over, these thirteen bloods just emerged, the air is another burst of distortion, two behind the wings are more than ten meters wide, has become pure silver, but the wings have a fine and dense magical pattern of runes, those magical patterns are all purplish-red, the huge magical power to form a huge magical cover, shrouded within a three-kilometer radius of the space, all the energies in the space all the binding up of the High-ranked Blood Clan sprang up again!
False power the worst Adam, Ke Gai Si, 008 three more whether has 'thud' a kneeling in the world, the body's muscles stiff, want to stand up to go are not possible! Three stubborn weak guy mouth outside issued a crazy howl, not willing to this kind of humiliation want to stand up to go, can in the absolute weak face after their body, their instinctive will, weak forced them to kneel up!
The two last bloods to appear coldly looked down, disdainfully swept over the kneeling on the ground shivering Adam and other three people. The gloomy, icy voice made Reinhardt and their hearts almost freeze into a ball of ice, "Weak humans ...... Well, are you agents? On your weapons, there is the mark of the Military Intelligence Special Investigation Bureau! Heh heh heh, that's funny, just with you guys, you want to catch the seven of them who escaped from their cells?"
Reinhardt raised a weak breath and laughed miserably, "Hey, so what? They are just no more than seven ordinary High Bloods, according to your virtual power, you can ......"
These two blood races fiercely saw Reinhardt, a surprised light flashed in their eyes, and a touch of helplessness unexpectedly appeared on their faces all of a sudden. But this odd expression flickered away, and no one noticed their abnormality. The two Blood Clansmen unexpectedly landed and stood in front of Reinhardt.
Heavy also didn't know what to say in the Blood Clan's own language, and those Blood Clans in the earth's air collected their own aura, and all of a sudden the pressure that made people's veins almost explode began to disappear. One of the two Bloods laughed heavily, "Oh, very courageous words, uh, are we the agents sent to investigate this case? Unfortunately, we don't know their identities, they, can they have no terrible magic power, false bias of the ancient blood clan ah! Their age, heh heh ......"
It seemed that he didn't want to say too much detail, that Blood Clan just casually slapped his hand on the backs of Adam and the three of them, and a few red lights flashed, Adam and the three of them were immediately filled with renewed strength, and they jumped up in anger. However, even though their anger had burned to the extreme, they didn't dare to say anything to these blood clansmen in front of them. They weren't fools, this kind of terrifying creatures could wipe out their existence with a casual pinky finger, who would dare to rollover more?
Reinhardt bitterly laughed to go, false partiality as if swallowed a small mouth of yellow fever like bitter laugh to go: "Ha, early to know, early to know we will send so few people to chase them, why do you need to ...... Hey, those seven guys head without a problem? Just by their seven people, so little power, they actually dare to retreat in London blood sacrifice? They are fake crazy, fake crazy."
That blood clan smiled grimly and shook his head gently, "Oh yes, they are really crazy, no matter how noble their bloodline is, even if they are the royal status of the blood clan, but after being imprisoned for more than six hundred years, and being constantly extracted by us for their blood energy as well as their life essence power, it would be strange if they don't go crazy!
Reinhardt gave him an odd look, "Escape the celestial sphere? They, could it be that the Risen Star Blood Clan is not? Are you kidding me? Although the Celestial Sphere has had several exchanges with Risen creatures, I've never heard that there are no Risen Bloods on the Risen Planet."
The two highest-ranking Bloods immediately changed the topic and laughed in a carefree manner, "Well, that's not what we meant. However, you don't have to worry this time, with so many people deployed to hunt them down, they can't cause any more harm. Go back and tell the head of your government that the Blood Race who performed the blood sacrifice this time has nothing to do with us, they are the prisoners of our Dark Council, not our Dark Council's people. Therefore, we don't want to see certain things happen that would jeopardize the relationship between our two parties!"
Reinhardt Minghei's meaning, he naturally would not be without any objections, if a war suddenly erupted because of a great blood sacrifice retreated by these seven blood clans with unknown destinations, he, the liaison officer of the English parish, was afraid if he was not very responsible. According to Merlin's teachings, there were few times when a necessary compromise was not necessary. Well, very rarely, the small family pretended to be a little confused, then, things came to pass.
Since it wasn't the Dark Council's people who had taken the initiative to stir up the wrongs and rights, then, it was better for everyone to pretend to be confused.
Over there, seven blood clansmen with withered bodies, looking very wrong suddenly hissed up to the ground, and a pair of ...... oddly colored bat wings of the same color as tainted blood were poked out in front of their backs, and Reinhardt swore that he had never seen them in the Divine Court's canonical books! A pale and intense dance of blood enveloped beneath them, and the seven guys flew out slowly in all directions.
The two blood clansmen standing in front of Reinhardt sneered, ''Want to escape? Where is it so easy? Hmph, they were just waiting for the completed blood sacrifice magic array around them to send power over to them before they had the strength to capture the living! But they didn't realize that all the blood sacrifice points have already been destroyed by us, right? Where is there even a little bit of energy left to provide them with? Hmph, go after them, confine them, and then bring them back to ...... bring them back to the Shadow Blood Castle."
'Shadow Blood Castle', hearing this name that sinks light and has a ratio, Reinhardt's body slightly shivered a on. In the records of the court of God, that outside the vampire heart of the holy sky, but also whether nowadays the headquarters of the White Dark Council ah! Of course, no cleric of the Divine Court has ever succeeded in discovering that castle, and no one knows exactly where it is. Legend has it that even the gods who ascended to the celestial sphere during the Little War of Destruction did not discover the exact location of the castle.
The roaming bloods whistled and chased towards those seven blood lights.
Those white dark wizards followed down with a cheeky grin, whether they were purely there to see the cold hilarity.
Those orcs grabbed Reinhardt's and their equipment nimbly and jumped out quickly. They used the roofs of buildings as springboards to leap, and their speed was actually no slower than those Bloods. Luckily, when that werewolf was on his way out, he said, "Let's equate the price, we orcs never take advantage of others. Although I don't know how much these things of yours are worth, but this is enough, right?"
This werewolf threw on a large leather bag, outside without a few blood red crystals leaked out. Farrow exclaimed, "Ah, chief, you earn small, pigeon blood diamonds, this bag of diamonds, at least, at least the value of ......" Seeing the two still standing behind the face of the lower-ranked blood, Farrow suddenly awkwardly laughed and went, hands and feet nimbly to the The leather bag was grabbed outside the hand.
The two high-ranking blood clansmen shook their heads and laughed a few times, not knowing what they found funny.
The Blood Clan who had been explaining to Reinhardt laughed heavily, "Well, honorable agents, can you end this serial bloodshed for us today! This proves that you Bloods are not a law-abiding, rule-following, gentlemanly race that supports the Royal Family of the British Empire! Ah, we'll be able to see your righteousness in the future without the slightest bit of reasoning! Heh, heh, heh, heh, tell our officer not to trouble you again!"
As Reinhardt was thinking that the words 'law-abiding and rule-following' sounded so familiar, the two Bloods actually flickered their wings a few times and flew out with a whistling sound.
Ke Wai Si fiercely spread off his hands, gas slowly yelled up, "Ah, you guys today land, false no see the ghost!"
Adam sat down breathlessly on the ground, his head full of cold sweat: "God, thank God, grateful to God! God's glory ah! If they knew I was a demon hunter, God!" Bigger and bigger strings of cold sweat flowed down, and in this cold weather, Adam's clothes were actually soaked with sweat very quickly.
Farrow looked at the pale black face of Reinhardt and said in a high voice, "But no a demon hunter is just a demon hunter, low ranked bloods, who don't bother to pay attention to such a big role like me! Can if they know, the scene is still no one of the divine court white holy church villain, a divine court imperial assassin villain, well ...... wow, when you did not say!" Jing Yinfeng had already arrived in front of Farrow's body, and his needle sharp killing aura scared Farrow into screaming randomly and begging for mercy to get up and go.
008, on the other hand, stood there pensively, his face full of solemnity, then, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "But, at the very least, later on, we don't have to carry those guys downstairs! Well, easy! But, how are we going to report to the top? If it's said that we're the ones who dumped the ordnance from the Equipment Division, we'll be written up."
Farrow eyes outside the shadowy light flickered quiet, high and heavy said, "Can, if you say that the battle damage ...... well, if you say that no was made good by those seven bloods ...... you don't have to compensate." He seized the bag of diamonds alive.
Reinhardt hesitated for a moment, nodded seriously, and said, "Then, battle damage it is! Farrow, you go draft the report and I'll sign it. ''Well, but, we always need to take something as evidence! If we say that we killed those seven Blood Clansmen, then there has to be some arms, legs, and such left behind!"
Together with Jing Yinfeng, the six of them sat around the snowy sky, discussing loudly to see how they could thoroughly explain the events of this evening.
