It was dawn, and the night watchman should have gone home.
Jon touched his empty stomach and patted the guard on the right.
"What time is it?"
The guard was a little sleepy, but the sunglasses on his face covered up his tiredness.
"Sir, today is August 21st."
I slept for half a month?
No wonder I was so hungry. It was probably thanks to the potion that I didn't starve to death.
"How long have you been here?"
The guard in sunglasses lowered his head and replied, "We take turns. I've been here since last night."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. The work here is done."
Jon waved his hand. The guards all knew him, so they were obedient.
After sending them away, Jon turned and walked into the McDonald's not far from the gas station. Fortunately, he always had some cash in his ring. Otherwise, it would be really inconvenient.
Anthony obviously knew Jon. He didn't drive around the factory area but directly turned into McDonald's. It proved that he knew Jon very well.
"How is it? Have you been doing well recently?"
Jon looked at the smile on Anthony's face and swallowed the fries in his mouth.
Anthony nodded and said that the company was doing well recently. Then he changed the topic and talked about Jon again.
"Mr. Smith has been calling me non-stop for the past two days. Shouldn't you go back?"
Jon nodded, and said in a muffled voice, "I know I should go back. Book a ticket for me. I'll go back tomorrow."
He thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked straight at Anthony.
Anthony immediately reacted and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, boss. I didn't say anything about you being here."
"That's good. My identity is with you. Use that to book a ticket."
Anthony nodded.
Jon had been in the factory for half a month. Now he felt that Jon had a strange light. It was as if Jon had some kind of dazzling light that would hurt his eyes if he looked at him for a long time.
How strange.
After eating, Jon took Anthony's car back to the apartment. Then, Anthony went to the company while he rested here.
After consuming a lot of high-calorie food, he was finally able to replenish the energy that he had consumed for such a long time.
However, his height had shrunk a little.
This was normal. The side effect of the Bloodline Purification Potion was to refine the body. Being shorter and having a better figure was a given.
Sorting out his belongings, he cleaned up and destroyed the useless things. He took out the crucible from his ring and put it in the box, leaving some space for the two refrigerated reagents.
Now, except for the important things, his notes, and research manuscripts, Jon tried not to put the rest of the things in the ring.
After tidying up, Jon sat by the floor-to-ceiling window and enjoyed the scenery. He tried his best to empty his mind.
The sudden increase in Strength and Mana, as well as the subsequent deeper exploration of his bloodline, all required some time to adapt.
…
Just as Jon completed his first bloodline evolution and embarked on the journey home, in the distant Albania, the dark creatures in the Dark Forest also welcomed their celebration.
Full Moon Parade.
This was a carnival that belonged to the dark creatures.
Although there was no fixed date, when the time came, all the dark creatures came out of their nests.
Ilsa walked out of her wooden house with a crutch. Night had fallen, and the full moon in the sky had begun to spread its light in the forest.
The dark creatures in the Dark Forest were actually very powerful, especially witches like Ilsa who had lived for countless years. Even if her strength was not as strong as the legendary Wizard Dumbledore, she was not too weak.
Otherwise, Voldemort would have been able to gather some forces after wandering in the Dark Forest for so long.
He couldn't stand up here at all.
Ilsa looked up at the moon in the sky, as well as the fireworks that the Wizard raised in the distance. She also saw the bats and werewolves in groups, flying and roaring in the distance.
She knocked on her crutch and walked into the air.
However, the moment Ilsa stepped into the air, there seemed to be a shattering sound in the air.
A figure walked out of the space. His robe was floating in the air, and his long hair that hadn't been taken care of for a long time was hanging down. Black flames rose from his hands, and a ghostly temperament was revealed here. In that cluster of flames, there was a bone-piercing chill that spread in all directions, making the creatures in the Dark Forest silent for a moment.
Then, the response began.
Dark auras rose from all over the Dark Forest, then spread out in the sky above the forest, colliding with each other, but they didn't dare to release a stronger will.
They just wanted to express their respect.
What's more, the Wizard rose from the ground and saluted in the air. Among them, the one who bowed the deepest was the current leader of the Dark Forest Wizard, Ilsa.
At the same time, in the distance, several figures in black armor jumped out of the forest, and a face riding on a ghost warhorse slowly appeared here.
The Ghost Knights that had marched across the European continent hundreds of years ago and were now galloping in the Underworld of Hades collectively appeared at this moment to express their respect to this figure.
The cold figure standing in the sky nodded in response, then allowed this group of marching troops to pass through the Dark Forest and fly into the distance.
— — I wonder which place is going to suffer again, or is it already suffering. Could it be that so many people have died that it has reached the point of attracting the Ghost Knights?
He thought, then lowered his head and looked down.
The entire Dark Forest was covered by a huge shadow in an instant, but this existence only glanced at it indifferently, and the moonlight spread out again.
So, the carnival continued.
There were even some Wizard who came here from an unknown place who took the opportunity to open their alchemy tables, wanting to use the moonlight to do some vicious experiments here.
The previous aura that was like a tide from all directions retracted into the figure's body, and the ferocious essence was once again retracted under the dark and cold skin, no longer like a predator eyeing the forest covetously.
A rare gentleness.
However, the Black Wizard kneeling on the ground and in the air clearly didn't feel that the previous pressure was a bad thing. They seemed to have gone crazy, and Ilsa was even crying.
All the Wizard were madly chanting.
— — Praise you, Lord of Darkness, Grindelwald.
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