Belief In The Kingdom of God

"Before, according to our plan, we were to subdue the blood races and the werewolves, and prepare to integrate them into the Dark Council."

"But after that, I had some accidents." Duku glanced at his surrounding companions, barely cheered up, and said.

"What's the accident? With your current level 4 strength, is there anyone who can hinder you?" Aria frowned, very unhappy about this situation beyond his own plan.

"It's somewhat similar to Jessm's situation." Doku stood up and took off his clothes, revealing his broad chest.

On the chest, a deep scratch remained there, looking like it had been severely caught by a wolf.

In a sense, this is a cold joke. Doku itself is a werewolf, and it is the fourth-level ancestor in the legend of the werewolf, and there will be such traces on his body.

This shows that the opponent is not only the same clan in the capital, but also the strength has reached the fourth level, and it is a true ancestor.

Seeing the gradually dignified eyes of several people, Duku shrugged: "Like Jessm, I had some accidents when I was conquering those werewolf tribes in Northern Europe."

"That is an old werewolf who is aging and dying. In a cold place, it seems to be guarding something."

"When I found him, he had lost consciousness for some reason, so I had to fight him and beat him down." Duku grinned, his eyes flashed with green.

"After the werewolf got down, he was awake for a while. I talked with him for a while and got some news."

"It's not just the blood race, but the werewolf will also return."

His face was solemn, and he spoke slowly.

As soon as the news came out, the expressions of the few people present suddenly changed.

Seeing his companion's eyes, Doku glanced at it and continued on.

"It seems that in ancient times, the werewolves also evacuated the Blue Star for some reason, but laid several nodes in the whole world, leaving several ancestors to garrison in preparation for future return."

"The place I ran into was like this. The ancestor of a werewolf was sealed by the magic circle and was stationed there."

"In that case, the ancestral court of the werewolf is very likely to return with the royal court of our blood clan." Jessm pondered and said slowly.

"Before, we collected a large number of records, from those materials, we continued to search for the source of the blood and werewolves, and we got a discovery."

"The blood race and the werewolf are most likely from the same place, or even came to the Blue Star at the same time."

Looking at the wooden pipes of the people around him watching him, Jessm didn't want to sell it, and directly spoke out some things he knew.

"According to my guess, the blood race and the werewolf were originally allies, but later, after arriving at the Blue Star, they gradually became hostile to certain things, and finally became what they are now."

Jasm sighed.

"But up to now, we have said that these are meaningless. Let's take a look at the dying ancestor and see if we can find out some news."

Several people nodded in agreement, followed in Jessm's footsteps and walked into the castle.

At this time, the blood in the castle had already been dispelled by Jessm, they walked straight in and teleported to another space in an instant.

This is another different space of the castle. It seems to be built on the basis of the original castle, hiding a magic circle here so that no one can discover it.

"Are you back again?" Before reaching the end, a hoarse voice came from the front, with a little surprise. Obviously, he did not expect Jessm to come back so quickly.

Then, soon, the ancestor of the blood race, who had lived from ancient times to the present, was taken aback. Seeing the three figures behind Jasm, a cold sweat was left all of a sudden.

"How is it possible! Now, on this blue star, how can there be so many pure blood races that can be promoted!" A shocked voice came from the old man's mouth, with a taste of miscalculation.

"And this breath, is it a pure-blooded werewolf?" He looked at the Duku who was aside, and his eyes were even more shocked and surprised.

However, under the gaze of the four ancestor-level powerhouses, he was very wise without any resistance. He sat on the blood coffin obediently, like a good boy, without any movement.

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Following the hands of the ancestors of the Dark Council here, news began to spread quickly.

In a remote suburb of Beijing.

Two people are standing.

These two people are young and middle-aged, each with aura, and the **** spirit that survives all battles. At first glance, they are men of horror.

Although they didn't have any movement at this time, if they were seen by ordinary people, they would definitely scream in exclamation.

Because they were standing on a wide river, as if they had lost their weight, just floating on the water.

In the middle of the two, little waves are constantly rippling, and drops of water collide with each other, almost splitting the entire river surface in half.

If there are other strong men standing here, you will definitely find that even though the two of them did not reveal anything on the surface, no trace of power leaked out, and there was no smell of smoke, but in fact, the power in the dark was constantly impacting and all of them were introduced. In the river below them, they were fighting against each other.

Drops of droplets, seemingly harmless, rush towards each other, and then gradually disappear, but in fact they carry extremely terrifying power, like drops of liquid bombs.

They are in a stalemate like this, and they don't know how long they will remain in a stalemate.

"Hoo..." I don't know how long it took, one of the two opened his eyes first, gasping for breath.

"General Ye, please stop." Chang Tianxiong carried his iconic blood red knife behind his back, panting and saying: "If we continue, I'm afraid this whole villa will suffer."

This is the truth, the power of the two is terrifying, although they can be well controlled, they are all led into the river. But because of each other's sake, each other is full of violent.

Once one party withdraws midway, all the power contained in this river will erupt, and I am afraid that it will be able to razor a few miles to the ground.

"It's already pretty good. Now that you can hold on for longer and longer, I think it's not far to go further."

Opposite, Ye Kaihua laughed, took the lead in taking back the power of his whole body, and then jumped and jumped to the side of the shore.

As his power pulled away, the big river behind him immediately reacted. The furious river was rippling crazily, containing extremely terrifying power, and rushed towards Chang Tianxiong.

However, without Ye Kaihua's control, this power was not yet placed in Chang Tianxiong's eyes.

He slowly lifted the blood-red sword behind him, without any mood swings on his calm face, but quietly swung a knife forward.

The blood-red light of the knife flashed, and everything in front of him was directly shattered, and he was directly slashed.