son-in-law of blood

Chapter 94 The Door (Available this Friday!!!)

"Five? Aren't you looking at that place in Tiris? Why did you run back?" Seeing Gaskell walk in, one of them was surprised.

Gaskell shook his head and did not answer, but cast his eyes on the "Master President" above the main seat with a flickering expression.

"One is a hereditary baron appointed by the empire, and the other is the fifth member of the Dark Parliament established and led by His Majesty himself. The two joined forces, but they were played around by a half-grown brat. Not only did Tiri, who has been in business for many years, Si lost, and even exposed his traces nakedly to the power of Gremory VI and the Erudite Guild!

Gaskell!You still have the face to come back!You still have the nerve to say that you are the direct disciple of Lord Demon God!Do you know that what you did almost ruined His Majesty's many years of planning! "

The president's voice suddenly became severe.

"what!"

"Tiris lost?

"What's going on, old five!"

……

The crowd sitting around instantly became excited!

Those who can sit here for a meeting are basically the core organizations in the Dark Council, so they all know what secrets are hidden in this small baronial territory of the Stewie Empire!
(Dark Council: An underground organization created by the Lich King Gustendo Kles on the Continent of the Gods)

Gaskell buried his head firmly, trembling all over: "This subordinate is guilty, and this subordinate is willing to obey all punishments made by the parliament!"

"Tiris is actually lost! The one below..."

One of them said in horror.

Gaskell said in a low voice: "They haven't discovered what's below...but, the tauren there should know, but they don't know if they will tell others the secret."

"Tauren? How could there be a tauren in Tiris? Could it be... yes, so we underestimated that goddess, she was already prepared."

The man said thoughtfully.

Gaskell lowered his head and said nothing, quietly waiting for the president's sentence.

After a long silence, the president said in a deep voice: "The situation is very bad now. The news came from Insreza. Fortunately, Gremory VI only suspects the governor named Varian. Can't implicate our people."

After hearing the president's words, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, the matter is not so easy to solve! Shiron! That Shiron! What is the identity of this person? Gremory actually granted Tiris to him!" The president's words made the hearts of the people who had just breathed a sigh of relief resonate. It's a tight one.

"Isn't...isn't Tiris the territory of that Varian governor? How could it fall into the hands of this man named Helen..."

"Who knows what that old fox in Gremory thinks, anyway, what happened has already happened, and no matter what, the situation can't be allowed to worsen!"

The president clenched his fists with a gloomy expression, and said sharply: "Gaskell, tell me about the specific situation of that Hillen with me now, and don't miss a single bit!"

Gaskell responded, and began the narrative.

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"Oh!"

The black warrior who was besieged by Hellen's two men had no power to resist at this time, the black armor all over his body had been shattered, and he was half kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing the two of Xillen approaching gradually, the black warrior felt ruthless in his heart, and after a low growl, black mist suddenly appeared all over his body.

"Not good, this guy wants to blow himself up?" Hepburn took Hellen who was still in a daze, and quickly backed away.

Like a balloon inflated to the extreme, accompanied by an explosion that resounded through the sky, the black warrior was blown to pieces in an instant.

The smoke and dust cleared, and Xillen and the others looked into the arena. The original arrangement of the magic stone formation had been completely destroyed, and a big hole was blown out of the top of the hall.

"Is he dead?" Hellen asked uncertainly.

"Dead? How is it possible, the undead are notoriously invincible."

With a muffled snort, a gleam of red light flashed in Hepburn's beautiful eyes, and she wandered around for a moment, then a mocking sneer hung on the corner of her mouth, and she waved her plain hand forward, and saw a small whirlpool rushing towards the blasted glass on the roof of the hall. a hole.

"Ah~~~"

There was a shrill scream, and not long after, the blood-red vortex flew back to Hepburn's slender hand.

Helen looked intently, and saw a cluster of translucent ghosts being tightly bound in the vortex.

As the natural enemy of the undead, Hepburn's unique blood aura is fatal to the black warrior.

The vortex slowly stopped spinning, and Gaskell, who was bound inside, had been tortured to death, and he didn't even have the strength to make a wailing and screaming sound, only a low moan remained.

"Tell me, how did you appear here? Who is that veteran Kent?" Helen stretched out his dragon claws, pulled the soul of the black warrior out of Hepburn's bloody vortex, and asked loudly.

Darth Vader made no sound other than a groan.

Seeing this, Hepburn on the side wanted to step forward and continue to fight, but Helen stopped Hepburn's movement.

Holding the soul in his hand in front of his eyes, his eyes fixed on the black warrior, and the dark blue pupils began to gradually fill with a frightening black color.

"Tell me, how did you end up here? What role did Veteran Watt play?"

Hellen's voice was ethereal and bewitching.

The strange thing is that the black warrior who had been dying to speak, actually started to answer Hellen's question after hearing this question!
"It was Kent who sacrificed himself to summon me here...Kent is our dark..." The black warrior's soul flickered at the key point.

"Darkness...could it be the Dark Council?" Hellen vaguely remembered that was how the lich Gaskell introduced himself at that time.

Helen continued to ask: "What is Kent's purpose in summoning you? He has lived in the Steway Empire for so many years, why did he wait until now to summon you?"

The black warrior's eyes were dull, and he squirmed his lips and said: "The door...to open the door...because only now, the door will appear..."

Heron pressed, "The door! What door!"

"were able……"

"Be careful!" Sensing the sudden drastic energy fluctuations around him, Hepburn's expression changed, and he immediately snatched the soul body from Hellen's hand and threw it into the distance.

"Oh!"

As soon as he let go, a violent explosion sounded.

Accompanied by the sudden explosion, this black warrior also completely lost his soul!
"Soul mark? This black warrior has been marked with a soul mark. As long as he talks about some taboo topics, he will explode himself!"

Looking at the tragic explosion scene not far away, Hepburn said with lingering fear.The black warrior just now almost exploded in Hellen's hands.

Helen was not frightened, but just frowning and staying there, muttering softly:

"Door? What kind of door..."

(End of this chapter)