son-in-law of blood

Chapter 95 Hunting Order (Tomorrow!)
"Blood man? You mean this Shiron is still hanging out with a blood man?"

In the gloomy black cave, the president in black came with a slightly surprised voice.

Gaskell nodded and said: "The fourth-tier blood clan, and also uses blood to worship ancestors, the status of the blood clan should not be low!"

"Bloodline ancestor worship? It seems that they are still members of the royal family of the blood clan. These white-skinned ghosts stayed in the Northwest Continent dishonestly. What are they doing here to meddle in our affairs?" a black-robed man said angrily.

"You continue." The black-robed president waved his hand to signal Gaskell to continue.

"At that time, he was united with a ninth-level gold powerhouse from the Polymath Guild. His subordinates couldn't resist and lost the Tiris collar. Oh, before I left, I killed that Baron Brian. No one will know about us."

Hearing this, the face of the black-robed president finally eased up a little. After thinking for a moment, he said slowly: "So the only ones who know everything are those tauren?"

God Gaskell nodded silently.

"That's good. Things are not too bad. These tauren will definitely not tell others the secrets they guard, but after all, Tiris was snatched by Helen. After a long time, they will definitely notice something strange. Yes!" the president of the black robe said coldly.

"Then what should we do? Lord Demon God..." One person asked tentatively.

"Master Demon God already knows about this matter, and has already taken an attitude!" Glancing at Gaskell, the black-robed president said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the cave froze for an instant, Gaskell clenched his hands tightly and stopped breathing for a moment.

"Master Demon God is very furious!" the president of the black robe said suddenly and harshly.

Hearing this, the phosphorescent flames in Gaskell's eye sockets flickered violently a few times.

"Now I will announce the will of Lord Demon God!" After speaking, the president of the black robe stood up straight, and the rest of the people also got up quickly when they saw this.

"Immediately remove Hollein Gaskell from his position as the fifth member of the Great Dark Council!"

"Send people immediately to take back Tiris!"

"Issuing a hunt and kill order for Helen, within one month, if you want to see people alive, you must see corpses if you die!"

"Yes! Please follow my lord's orders!"

After the reading was finished, the black-robed president waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down, and said in a deep voice: "I don't even mention the importance of the things under Tiris, and everyone should know about it. No matter what, we must find a way to get him back! "

One person said: "Master President, that is the territory of the human empire. It is not easy for us liches to carry out a large-scale attack. What should we do if we cause the rest of the mainland to join forces?"

The president of the black robe nodded: "Of course we can't expose our tracks. The situation has not yet reached our side, and it is not the time to take the initiative. My opinion is that we still need to plan from within the Stewie Empire. What are you doing?" opinion?"

Gaskell seemed very active, and said: "Master President, why didn't you discuss this matter with that person?"

The president of the black robe pursed his lips and said, "Just because of this trivial matter, if it aroused Gremory's suspicion, wouldn't it be worth the loss? We have to solve this matter ourselves!"

After contemplating for a moment, the black-robed president sternly said: "There is no other way, only to kill that Helen. Kill him, and let Varian re-select the lord. This is the fastest and most direct way." way."

"Which one of you wants to go!" The black-robed president glanced at the crowd sitting around.

Seeing that no one answered, the black-robed president let out a muffled snort, and his eyes stopped on Gaskell as if nothing.

Gaskell gritted his teeth, and said bravely: "This subordinate is willing to go, and I hope that the chairman will give me a chance to make a contribution."

"If you mess up again this time, you don't have to come back!" The black-robed president snorted heavily, swishing his sleeves and said, "Let's settle this matter first, let's talk about other things now! Hudson, put' Get the map of the door, in a few days..."

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"The door? What door? What are you muttering about?" Hepburn waved her white and tender palm in front of Hellen's eyes.

Helen came back to his senses, grabbed Hepburn's hand and said, "Do you know of any more famous 'doors'?"

Hepburn frowned, pondered for a moment and said: "No, there is no special 'door' on the Continent of the Gods."

Hellen thought for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's forget about it, let's look around again, this black warrior must have secrets, let's see what clues we can find here!"

The two briefly dealt with the scene, and then began to search in the hall.

"Hellen, come and take a look, there seems to be something wrong here!"

Not long after, Hepburn seemed to notice something strange, and cried out.

Hellen stepped forward and looked towards the place Hepburn was pointing at, only to see a small skull engraved on an inconspicuous place in the corner not far away.

"Skull? Such an uninspired mark." Silently complained, Helen stepped forward and tapped lightly near the mark a few times.

Sure enough, it was empty.

Hellen nodded slightly to Hepburn, motioning for the latter to take a few steps back.

Then he took a deep breath, called out the dragon claws, and slammed down the wall with the imprint.

With the violent roar, a big hole appeared in the wall in an instant.

The two looked at each other and walked slowly into the hidden secret room.

"There are so many weapons and armors here? Could it be that this black warrior is trying to form an army here?" Hellen couldn't help but asked after walking into the secret room and seeing the densely packed dark silver armors in the secret room.

Since Hepburn entered the secret room, she has been deeply attracted by these armors, and walked forward involuntarily, gently stroking these unique armors with her bare hands, and closed her eyes to feel them carefully a few times.

"This... this is the watchman's armor!"

Hepburn on the side suddenly opened his eyes and let out a coquettish cry.

Hearon's eyes widened instantly when he heard the words, and he hurriedly stepped forward to look at the dark silver armor: "Are you sure? This is the extremely powerful Watcher armor you said that can train top-level troops?"

Hepburn took out a blueprint from the storage ring in her hand and handed it to Hellen.

"This is the only blueprint that my Tobo Scholars Association is looking for on the mainland. It introduces the watchman's armor in detail. Look at the style and size on it. Is it exactly the same as these." Hepburn couldn't hide it in his words excitement.

Xieren took the blueprint and looked at it for a while, then said, "That's right, if the drawing on this blueprint is correct, then what's placed in this secret room is indeed the Watcher's armor you've been thinking about."

Hepburn smiled happily: "This Black Warrior has so many Watcher armors, which means that he must have the blueprints for making this kind of armor in his hands. Let's look for it in the secret room as soon as possible."

After a while of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the production blueprints were not found, but the two found a thin notebook.

"What kind of text is this? Doesn't it sound like the language of the Gods Continent?" Helen opened the notebook and looked at the strange symbols on it, with a look of confusion on his face.

Hepburn took the notebook and read a few lines, and said in astonishment: "This is the indigenous language of the Mankova Empire!"

Hepburn flipped through the notebook, her eyes were full of disbelief, and said, "This... this is a diary written by one person!"

"Can you understand?" Hellen asked in astonishment.
Hepburn nodded, and said as if nothing had happened: "I used to teach myself the languages ​​and characters of various human countries when I was fine in the clan."

The thin notebook was quickly finished by Hepburn. After closing the notebook, Hepburn looked at Hellen in shock, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, and said in disbelief:

"Now I finally know the identity of this veteran Kent, and why he has kept his name here for decades! I really didn't expect that he would be!"

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