What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?

Not long after, several elders came in from the door at the back of the temple.

One of them was holding a book with a black cover respectfully in his hand.

He walked in front of Eros, with a serious expression and respectful tone: "Please, Master Qiling, cover up the fate of our ancestors and descendants."

As the voice fell, the black book held in the palm of his hand suddenly flew out of thin air.

It flew directly in front of Eros and opened it. The pages of paper turned automatically without wind, and turned to a blank page.

Eros looked at the page of paper. There were already many names written on it, including the real names of his father and Estelle.

But what puzzled him was that the surnames of all the names on it were not North but the word "Ye", and there was no pen, so how could he write the names?

As if seeing his doubts, the elder explained: "Since we are going to change our appearance and hide, we naturally cannot use the previous surname anymore."

"North is the surname that our ancestors took again at that time, but our real surname is still Ye. As for how to record it, just press your finger on it and read out the real name."

Eros suddenly realized and did it. Soon a name appeared clearly in the blank space of the page, Eros. Lenka. Ye.

Just when Eros was about to withdraw his hand, a black light suddenly shot out from the page and sank directly into Eros' mind.

And the people around him seemed to be accustomed to this scene and did not show any surprise.

And Eros felt that after the black light sank into his mind, there was a voice in his mind that kept playing in a loop.

Let yourself be loyal to your family, loyal to your bloodline, and loyal to the goddess of night, and you must not violate, slack off, or forget.

The voice kept echoing in his mind, gradually entering the depths of his soul, as if to force this sentence into his soul.

Just at this moment, the solemn and mysterious ancestor statue above the hall shook slightly.

Then a black light also shot out from the eyes of the statue, directly into Eros's mind, shattering the whisper that was constantly playing in a loop.

The speed was so fast that no one realized what was happening.

After the voice dissipated, Eros only felt a sense of relief in his soul, and then he could no longer hold on and fainted.

The last thought before fainting was that there was a reason why the goddess of night was called the evil god.

This forced brainwashing method was not something a good god would do.

Seeing Eros faint, the originally opened book of night slowly closed and fell back into the palm of the elder.

The rest of the people looked at Eros, who was now in Estelle's arms, and they were also a little strange.

There has never been a case of fainting when covering up the fate.

But after checking the vital signs and finding that they were fine, they were relieved and thought that it was probably caused by the soul being too tired.

After all, it is normal for a seven-year-old child's soul to feel tired after experiencing such a long period of blood baptism.

Estelle held Eros and whispered to the elders of the tribe:

"Since everything is over, I will take Eros out and let him have a good rest."

Naturally, no one would refuse this request. One of them said:

"Go! Go! Let the child have a good rest. He has worked hard today."

"As for us, we still need to discuss how to teach this child in the future. How terrifying it is to be watched by the great and baptized by the great. The day of our tribe's rise is not far away."

On this day, the servants of the Duke's Mansion received a reward for an unknown reason. It is said that the Duke is very happy today.

This made the servants feel a little strange, but also a little happy. After all, the amount of the reward was not small. I really hope that the Duke can be so happy every day.

I don’t know how long it took, Eros slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar gray mist in front of him.

He was slightly startled. Wasn’t the baptism over? Why did he appear here again?

Then, a tentacle stretched out from behind Eros’ neck, turned a corner and let the eye at the top of the tentacle face him. Eros shuddered with fear, and his heart almost stopped.

He jumped up and ran away, not daring to look back at all, for fear that he would see the huge eyeball covered with tentacles.

What the hell is going on? How did the tentacles of the big eyeball tentacle monster appear here?

He was crazy in his heart, and he couldn’t run anymore.

So he turned his head to see if the tentacle was still behind him, and then he saw that the tentacle was a small section that grew out of thin air, not the huge body he had seen before.

But even so, it was scary. Even if it was only a small section, it was still as thick as an arm and several times as long as his height.

Eros held his knees and panted heavily, staring at the tentacle. He couldn't escape at this point.

He also knew that this ghost thing was not something he could deal with at the moment. After all, it was something that could confront the gods. It was definitely not a weakling.

Even if it was only a section of his tentacle, it was far beyond the ability of someone like him who had just come into contact with the mysterious world to deal with.

But the rabbit was in a hurry and it would bite people. Now he couldn't run away, so he might as well fight to the death and fuck him, and splatter his face with blood.

He stared at the tentacle intently, and the tentacle also raised the eyeball on the top and stared at him. The two sides were deadlocked and the atmosphere gradually became silent.

Finally, Eros couldn't help it and said angrily: "If you want to do it, do it quickly. If I'm afraid, I'm not a man."

The tentacle on the opposite side tilted its eyes, conveying a kind of doubtful emotion.

And this emotion was also sensed by Eros. Damn it, how did he sense that a tentacle was expressing doubtful emotions?

He was also a little confused, but he could indeed sense the emotions expressed by the tentacle.

After a long time, seeing that the tentacle still did not move, but just stared straight. At the moment, Eros carefully whispered:

"Are you not here to kill me?"

Then he really felt the emotion expressed by the tentacle, and now the emotion expressed by the tentacle was curiosity.

Although he was still a little vigilant, he felt that the tentacle did not seem to have any killing intentions towards him, but was just curious.

His heart, which had been hanging in the air, was finally at ease, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.