The aura of a priest is infinite

Chapter 602: Blood Feast

Mo Mo stretched her waist beautifully, tidied up her attire a little, then opened the door and walked out.

Prince Steven and the Duke of Dorne had been waiting outside the door for a long time. If it wasn't for the time for the banquet, they would not have dared to press for silence.

This sleep was indeed the most delicious sleep in silence, without any precautions, and without any distraction, just sleeping like a normal person.

"Let's go!"

Silence said to Steven and Don.

"Yes, master, the car is ready for you."

Donn led Shen Mo out of the castle, Mo Mo instinctively released the power of his heart and looked around.

Except for the car prepared by Dawn, Paris tonight was not as bloody and chaotic as imagined, which was beyond Silent's expectations.

Have those blood races and dark creatures changed their temperament?

Silence is ignorance, because the power of Prince Steven Daywalker was exposed, the Blood Race suspended the bloodbath of Paris tonight, and was bound to get the power of Daywalker from Prince Steven first.

This was an order issued by the prince-level blood family, and even the initiator of the bloody battle, Duke Hart Valentien, did not dare to disobey it.

This led to the abnormal calm in Paris tonight, and not even a vampire or dark creature dared to do anything wrong.

The heavily armed, uneasy Anti-Dark Creature Alliance never expected that it would be so quiet tonight, and they didn't even notice a single vampire.

Not knowing the truth, they thought that their press conference during the day had frightened the dark creatures and made them shrink back, not daring to make mistakes.

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Shen Mo got into the car, and the extended version of Lincoln drove on the quiet streets of Paris. After about half an hour, everyone arrived at the designated place for the banquet.

This is a long-standing church, which is a private place and is usually never open to outsiders.

But the upper echelons of the blood clan know that this church is the headquarters of the Sabbat Alliance, and it is also the darkest and evil place in Paris.

Shen Mo got out of the car, and the power of mind and eye exploded, instantly covering the church, wanting to investigate the situation inside.

But what surprised Silence was that the whole church was surrounded by a powerful and evil demon power, and the power of the mind and eyes could not detect the situation inside.

Shen Mo frowned, and asked Steven in a low voice, "Why does this church have a devil's breath?"

As the prince of the blood clan, Steven naturally has more insight and understanding of the blood clan than Silence.

"Returning to the master, the Le Senba clan of the Sabbat Alliance holds the murderous key of the thirteen holy weapons. It has the power to open the gate of hell, so their clan has close contacts with the demons of hell. It is normal to have this vision. .”

Nodding silently, some of the thirteen sacred artifacts of the blood clan are like chicken ribs, while others are so powerful. For example, this fierce key has the power to open the gate of hell. If it is developed to the extreme, its power is simply unimaginable .

But judging by the appearance of the Lesenba clan, the evil key may not be able to be volatile to the extreme in their hands.

It is as simple as a key for the demons of hell to come to the world.

Silence withdrew his power of mind and eyes, and walked to the church led by Steven and the Duke of Dorn.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the church, he was stopped by two Marquis-level vampires.

"Prince Steven, according to the requirements of the parliament, you can only bring one duke to the meeting."

Steven glanced at the other party coldly, and shouted: "Tell those old guys that what they want is in the hands of this lord."

The Marquis-level vampire was slightly taken aback, not daring to be negligent, and hurriedly reported to the higher-ups, and within a minute, there was a response.

"Prince Steven, please come in."

Ever since, Steven entered the church with Duke Dorn in silence.

All the way deep, the lowest blood clan that Shen Mo saw was the marquis-level blood clan, and the marquis-level blood clan was only qualified to be a waiter, and a strong blood clan like Duke Dorne was only the prince's entourage.

In this regard, Mo Mo can also understand that when a prince-level blood clan acts, he naturally needs a servant to match him. If he is served by a low-level blood clan, how can he withstand the pressure of a prince-level blood clan.

Soon, everyone came to the parliament hall.

Because the time of the council had passed long ago, the blood clans in the entire hall were already in place, except for Steven of the Giovanni clan who had not yet arrived.

"Steven, what a big shelf, actually let us wait for you alone."

The one who mocked Steven was none other than Prince Sapir of the Bruhe clan who had never been at odds with Steven.

Steven sneered, and walked slowly towards his seat, and only after he sat down, he responded, "Sapir, you are still so disgusting and disgusting."

"What are you talking about!" Sapir stood up from his seat angrily, staring at Steven with his bloody eyes.

"Need I say it a second time? You rubbish!"

boom!A huge battle ax suddenly appeared in Sapir's hands, and the monstrous hostility seemed to be real, overwhelmingly pressing on Steven.

"enough!"

Prince Obadiah of the Sabbat Alliance yelled sharply, and the devil's energy turned into ferocious giant hands, instantly disintegrating Sapir's hostility.

"You two have been fighting for centuries, don't you get tired of it?"

"Humph!" "Humph!"

Both Steven and Sapir snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Prince Obadiah let out a deep sigh, and muttered: "Since the thirteen princes have arrived, let's start!"

hum!Obadiah read the bitter and incomprehensible cipher text, countless bloody marks emerged from his body, and a crimson spoon slowly floated up, and then hovered over the round table of the parliament.

The rest of the princes followed suit, and holy artifacts appeared one after another, suspended in mid-air.

The five holy artifacts in the Yin-Yang sword pouch of Mo Mo Bagua also sensed something, and wanted to break out of the pouch, but he suppressed it severely.

Shaoqing, the thirteen holy artifacts were gathered, but there were only eight sacred artifacts.

hum!After the chanting, Prince Obadiah and others took back their sacred artifacts one after another. Those princes who lost their clan sacred artifacts looked ugly and remained silent.

"According to the iron law set by the thirteen clans, the clan that lost the holy artifact will choose to obey other clans that have the sacred artifact in this holy war."

"Hmph!" A prince who had lost the holy artifact ruthlessly strangled the Duke next to him, and cursed sharply, "If it wasn't for you, how could this king have lost the sacred artifact of his clan."

Obadiah looked at him coldly, and replied indifferently: "I warned you that the holy artifacts of the blood clan should not be handed over to the blood clan below the prince, but you have never listened to my warning."

"Then start choosing!"

The lost holy artifacts were the soul ring of the Kawi Clan of the Hidden Alliance, the puppet of the Toledo Clan, the illusion mirror of the Nofiler Clan, and the poison bottle of the Gangro Clan.The blood cup of the Tsmixi tribe of the Sabbat Alliance.

These holy artifacts are in silent hands.

Immediately, the Blood Clan of the Hidden Alliance joined the Bruhe Clan, the Sabbat Alliance joined the Lesenba Clan, and the Thirteen Clans instantly became the Eight Great Clans.

Among them, the Bruhe clan of the Hidden Alliance is the most powerful, followed by the Lesenba clan of the Sabbat Alliance.

Prince Obadiah saw that the power had been re-divided, so he announced.

"The new clan has been established, and the jihad will start tomorrow night, and the winner will become the king of the thirteen clans. But before that, we have one very important thing to do."

"Steven, hand over the secret of the Sunwalker!"

(End of this chapter)