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

But after saying this, it realized something was wrong. It is a well-known axiom in the mysterious world that low-sequence people spying on high-sequence people is a suicidal act.

And that child, whether he is the Son of God or the Son of God, his bloodline is undoubtedly an absolutely high-level existence.

In other words, the mist blocked their spying, but it was protecting them? ? ?

Thinking of this, Suo Lie Osito couldn't help but exclaimed:

"It is worthy of being the god known for his kindness and goodness in the legend."

Anthony obviously thought of this, but he still had to confirm the final result himself.

Because the premise of all this is based on whether the other party is really the bloodline of the elves.

If the other party is really the bloodline of the elves, even if he is not the son of God, the church will treat him as the son of God.

The reason is that since he has the mist arranged by the gods, it means that he is being watched by the gods.

In this case, even if he is just the bloodline of an ordinary elf, he is also a son of God.

Perhaps, this is a sign of the elves returning to Croatia, or perhaps it is an opportunity for the church and the elves to establish a relationship and form an alliance.

Anthony collected his thoughts and calmed down. He just felt a little nervous about the meeting later.

As a noble, he actually felt a little nervous. How many years have he not felt this way?

Maybe he was too excited. If the other party was really an elf and was really watched by that person, then history would open a new chapter in his hands on this day and at this point.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by the report of Dean Como:

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, His Highness Eros Lenka North is here."

After a long breath, Anthony's expression returned to his previous calmness, and he said in a calm and natural tone:

"Please let him in!"

The door of the conference room was slowly opened, and Eros, wearing a formal dress, took a deep breath and stepped into the conference room.

As long as he passes the test today, he will completely gain the trust of the church, and the family will be safer than ever before.

After all, the church wants to catch the remnants of the night, what does it have to do with the heirs of their elven bloodline?

After he came in, the door of the conference room closed again, and only two people and one weapon spirit were left in the room.

He had met that weapon spirit once, which meant that the person sitting at the head of the long table was the cardinal archbishop of the Church of Reincarnation in Intilis, His Excellency Anthony the Great?

Feeling the gazes of one person and one weapon spirit at the same time, Eros was still a little nervous.

Fortunately, the passive skill of the Lord of Secrets gave him confidence, so he calmed down after a little nervousness.

Eros took a few steps forward and prepared to salute the cardinal archbishop, but when he was about to move, he was shocked to find that he could not move.

This discovery made his pupils shrink, and a thought quickly came to his mind. Could it be that his identity as a member of the Night Clan was exposed?

But soon, he denied his guess, because if he was exposed, he would definitely not be able to stay there safely.

So what was going on? His eyes subconsciously looked at the noble man at the top of the long table.

Then he found that the eyes of the cardinal archbishop had turned into a piece of red gold, and his eyes were firmly locked on him, as if he wanted to see through him completely.

With just one glance, Anthony was sure that the child in front of him was indeed of the elven bloodline.

His eyes traced along the long river of blood, and soon he saw the mist mentioned by Osito in the weapon spirit.

Sure enough, the power was very similar to the lost fog on the sea. He took a deep breath and began to recite a prayer in his heart:

"Lord of the ancient underworld, the controller of the river of reincarnation, you are the salvation of the living, you are the destination of the dead, you are the peace of billions of souls, I-Anthony Turan pray for your protection, pray for your attention."

After reading it, he ignored the warning of his own spiritual intuition and his eyes went directly into the fog, but there was still fog behind the fog.

Then the next moment, his sight was directly cut off by a great force.

Golden blood slid down Anthony's eye sockets, but he prayed in a low voice as if he didn't notice it:

"Thank the merciful Lord! Praise the merciful Lord!"

Just now, the god he believed in sent down a trace of divine power to cut off his sight.

Otherwise, his sight would probably follow the connection of the fog and face the twisted and indescribable existence in the deep sea.

Although he would not die if he faced that person directly with his status, who knows if that person would follow the connection of his gaze and go directly to his mind to take a look.

With his current status, he could not bear the incarnation of that person, so when he was preparing to determine the source of the fog, he prayed to the gods in advance and asked for their attention.

Now he can confirm that the fog located upstream of Eros's bloodline is indeed the same source as the lost fog covering the sea.

I just don't know whether it was laid by the new god of the elves, or the work of a more majestic existence.

Of these two guesses, he is more inclined to the latter, because it seems that no one has successfully lifted the throne of God in the past few thousand years.

If a new god is born, their god will definitely send down an oracle, but the nine major churches have not received such an oracle, which also indirectly provides strong evidence for his previous judgment.

Eros was a little dazed when he saw the cardinal with golden blood flowing from his eyes, and he didn't understand what was going on.

He didn't dare to ask Barbara now, for fear that the noble one in front of him would notice it, and then it would be troublesome.

However, he also had some vague guesses. The cardinal was undoubtedly spying on him in some way, and then... did he fail?

But he was only Sequence 7, so he wouldn't be hurt if he failed to spy on him, right? Could it be because of his specialness? Or was there something he didn't know?

Just as one guess after another kept emerging in his mind, Anthony, who was sitting at the top, spoke with a gentle voice:

"Your bloodline is also noble, so you don't have to salute me."

Bloodline? Eros was thoughtful. He was spying on his bloodline just now, and his bloodline was given by the god of the elves. In other words, he might have seen the elf? So he suffered backlash? That makes sense.

After gathering his scattered thoughts, Eros showed a hint of surprise on his face and asked:

"Are you referring to my elven bloodline?"

Anthony nodded with a smile: "After my confirmation, you are undoubtedly a son of God, not a saint."

"Your family is a devout believer of my Lord, and you will become a son of God in my religion."

"I'm sorry, for some reason, we can't publicly reveal your identity as a son of God. We can only publicize that you are just an ordinary heir of elven bloodline."

"But don't worry, the church will give you and your family enough compensation."

"This meeting ends here! Remember, don't tell anyone about the conversation just now. Okay, you can go out."

Eros was a little confused. Is that it? Why do I feel confused? But it's okay. After all, the more you say, the more mistakes you make. It's best not to say anything.