"I'm not sure either. My brother has always been mysterious since he was young. Even my parents don't know what he's doing all day. Anyway, he's getting better and better." Vivien, on the other hand, didn't really care about this. She was the same as Arisa, and had started to blindly worship her brother. Especially after being saved from a life and death situation, she had unknowingly started to treat Garen as her biggest reliance.
Rhode nodded. In fact, Garon's information was very simple, but it was because of this simplicity that he seemed mysterious. Those who had investigated him all knew about his development history, but no one understood how he had learned those terrifying killing moves.
"Forget it, I don't want to think so much. Anyway, I've put all my money on this, so I'll just let my big brother deal with these things."
"Who are you calling big brother?"
Bang!
Vivien fiercely punched Rhode's lower abdomen and said with a fierce face.
"I was wrong, I was wrong …" Rhode hurriedly begged for mercy, holding his stomach and running forward.
*****
In the restaurant.
Garon and Nasira sat opposite each other. The table had been cleaned, and two steaming cups of milk and coffee were served.
The rich aroma of coffee mixed with the rich aroma of milk filled the entire restaurant, diluting the aroma of the dishes that had not yet dissipated.
"As the leader of the Dark Colors witches, why did you come here for no reason?" Garon looked at the floor of the restaurant around him. He didn't know when a circle of thin black lines appeared on the floor, forming a complete circle that wrapped around the two of them. He felt as if there was an inexplicable energy barrier that wrapped around the place, isolating the sound from the outside.
Nasira and Garon's relationship had always been extremely bad. If AG didn't stop them in time during their first meeting, the two of them might have directly fought. After two meetings, things gradually eased up a little, but their relationship still didn't improve.
Nasira was AG's old lover, and she was also a natural energy absorber. She was also the leader of the Dark Colors witches, an organization that opposed the orthodox witches. Although she had always been suppressed by the Lion Mother's forces, she still had extremely strong strength and influence. Moreover, an energy absorber's physique had an indescribable suppression on extraordinary powers.
"If AG didn't arrange for me to come here, do you think I would want to come here?" Nasira said impatiently. She took out a small black medal from her bosom and threw it over. "This is a keepsake, a keepsake for entering the range of the Witchcraft Tool. Don't lose it, or else even if you're a Death Apostle, you'll still be blocked for two hours."
Garon caught the medal and looked at it. It was a black triangular medal with a dark purple beetle in the middle. It looked very lifelike. He fiddled with the beetle's leg and it actually moved. This medal was actually made from a living beetle.
"We have formed the Lightless Alliance. This medal is the symbol of the highest status. Now, only the three of us are wearing the medal. It represents the offensive and defensive alliance. If there is trouble, the other sides must send reinforcements. Is there a problem? "Nasira frowned as she explained.
"Of course, no problem." Garon nodded. As soon as his voice fell, a faint crisp sound came from the badge. The beetle child's legs stopped moving.
"The contract is established."
Garon didn't mind. No matter how strong he was, he was only one person. Moreover, AG had helped him a few times and the sincerity he showed was not fake. This kind of exchange was very normal. After all, he didn't like the Blood Breeds.
Speaking of which, he was like this in the previous two worlds. He didn't reject the possibility of joining forces to strengthen his own power. Garon suddenly thought of something. Perhaps this was the way to achieve one's goal, regardless of the means. Whether it was to increase one's own strength or to bring others to join forces, as long as it didn't delay one's growth time, he wouldn't reject it.
What if I changed this way? This was decided by my temperament, and it also revealed my personality and habits.
Garon's thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Are you listening to me?!" Nasira's somewhat unhappy voice came into his ears.
"Of course." Garon came back to his senses.
"The operation will take place a month later. The Wellington family needs some time to mobilize their forces. Many of their intermediate inquisitors are either on missions or on vacation. To mobilize them back for no reason, for these inefficient Blood Breeds, it is impossible to do so without benefits." When Nasira talked about efficiency, a trace of contempt appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She was always so proud, and her mouth was always so vicious. It seemed that she couldn't see through all the people she didn't approve of.
In fact, other than the Death Apostles, there were only a few people in the world who could catch her eye. Among them were AG and Garon.
"What we want is for all of them to be present. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too troublesome to look for them one by one?" Nasira said casually.
"What about the details of the operation?"
"We will send out two Upper Judges and twenty Middle Judges. The rest is up to you. Your main goal is to destroy the Wellington Family's Silver Golem. That is the reality barrier set up by the Wellington Family. It can only be destroyed by pure physical force. "Nasira explained.
"Then, leave it to me." Garon nodded.
He knew that AG was a part of AG's terrifying plan. AG treated the entire Blood Breed as his target for revenge. He was currently cultivating a terrifying genetic monster that was completely against the Blood Breed. With his hundreds of years of knowledge as the foundation and a large amount of Blood Breed's flesh and ashes as food, this monster had already been cultivated to the initial stage. It had already taken close to three hundred Vampires and dozens of lower level Blood Breed's flesh and ashes to cultivate.
AG named this monster 'Sacrifice'.
"That's the whole situation. AG will inform you personally of the details. By the way, I would like to remind you that a thousand-year-old Blood Breed family has a considerable amount of savings. Don't blame me for not reminding you if there are fewer people going. "Nasira said coldly before she got up and left.
Strangely, when she walked to the closed door, she suddenly disappeared slowly and completely disappeared. It was as if she had passed through the door.
Garon retracted his gaze and played with the beetle medal in his hand.
*****
In one of the Wellington Family's strongholds, beside a bath.
"We have received information that the Dark Colors Witch Society seems to be targeting us."
A seductive woman with fiery red hair that reached her waist said softly. She was wearing loose black silk pajamas, vaguely revealing her naked body. She was lazily lying on an oriental white hand-woven rattan chair.
"Dark Colors Witch Society? What does this have to do with them? This group of people is notorious for doing anything for power. They have no principles and no bottom line. " At the edge of the blue bathtub, there was a handsome and beautiful blue-haired figure leaning against the water. The figure even looked a little like a man or a woman. Her voice was clear and neutral. Her chest was faintly moving up and down, but there was an Adam's apple in her throat.
"Who knows? Anyway, I got the news through my channels. I don't know why those lunatics are targeting us. " The red-haired woman straightened one leg and took a cigarette from the small table beside her with one hand. She lit the cigarette with an exquisite black butt and filled it with tobacco. She wiped it with one hand and suddenly a flame flashed. The tobacco suddenly burned and emitted white smoke.
Hiss …
The woman took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. The white smoke twisted in the air and soon turned into a thin snake. It circled around the woman once before slowly disappearing.
"This kind of life is so comfortable …" The woman moaned and seemed to be even lazier. "I didn't agree with switching parties in the beginning. It's too troublesome. What's the difference between the light party and the secret party? It's the same life anyway. "
"You can't say that." The blue-haired man in the water refuted. "Although Master Castine is strong, he's too soft-hearted. He's not the right person to lead the Blood Breeds to greatness."
"Speaking of which, after you're done with the competition and crush the light party, what are you going to do?" The red-haired woman asked.
"Of course, we're going to get more power." The blue-haired man answered casually.
"What about after we get more power?"
"We'll be able to live a better life!" The blue-haired man rolled his eyes at her speechlessly.
"Then, you're not living a good life now?" The red-haired woman yawned. "No one cares, no one cares. I do whatever I want. There's good food, fun, good drinks. There's nothing I haven't experienced. I think the life I'm living now is pretty good … "
The blue-haired man was speechless. He seemed to have been tricked by this woman.
"So, what are all of you risking your lives for? You're all idiots. "The red-haired woman waved her hand casually and continued to smoke her pipe.
"I can't get through to you, Tu Lan." The blue-haired man was helpless.
"I can't get through to you." The red-haired woman, Tu Lan, answered lazily. "We're already in the upper ranks. We have a lifespan of thousands or even more years. What can't we enjoy? Forget it, let's not talk about this. You should think carefully about how to deal with the Dark Colors Witches Association. I feel that it won't be easy to deal with this time."
"You're saying that they might make a move? It can't be. We have Master Wellington on our side. "
"Who knows what those lunatics will do?" Tu Lan closed her eyes and prepared to sleep again.
To be honest, as an upper Blood Breed who had witnessed the rise and fall of too many countries, she had lived for almost four thousand years. She had witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties, the rapid development and rise of modern civilization. She had seen World War I and World War II and participated in the famous Normandy Landing in history. When Germany announced their defeat, she was still part of the representative team of the victorious countries.
Victory, defeat, what was the point? No matter how strong the victor was, they could not withstand the passage of time. The Blood Breeds were already at the peak of victory from the beginning. If they were not idiots, then what were they?
Even if all the Blood Breeds in the Wellington family died in front of her, it would just be a change of place to continue living and enjoying life. There were very few things that could stimulate her. As the third most terrifying existence among the upper Blood Breeds, even with the addition of the Death Apostles, she was still ranked seventh in the world.
But no one knew that she was now feeling the signs of a breakthrough.
She had been at the peak of upper Blood Breeds for thousands of years. Once she broke through, she might become the new Death Apostle. Looking at those upper Blood Breeds who were struggling on the edge of a breakthrough but still could not improve, she sometimes imagined that it was this radical and lustful mentality that stopped them from moving forward.
"Sigh … So boring …"
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