As she sang, the blood droplets in the basin became thicker and thicker, spreading rapidly. A mere drop of blood actually dyed the basin completely red.
Raffaele raised her head and looked into the statue's eyes. She used her bloodied index finger to gently draw a line between her eyebrows, leaving a cinnabar-like mark.
She closed her eyes. Just as the ceremony was about to end, the witches were about to remove the things. Suddenly.
Buzz!!!
An enormous force of tyrannical gentleness and power suddenly descended.
This force shone with a hazy white light on the statue. Strangely, the stone statue actually moved. She stretched out her right arm and gently touched Raffaele's cheek.
"The Lion Mother actually descended!!" A witch exclaimed in surprise.
"The great Lion Mother! Please bless our leader of Grano! "
"The Witch King is supreme!!"
The witches were suddenly excited.
Raffaele's grandmother was also happy. She stared at Raffaele and the statue without blinking. The number of times the Lion Mother personally blessed her could be counted on one hand in history. Usually, she could only barely communicate with the Lion Mother's will during special occasions. It was never like this, where the entire Witch King's will descended to bless Raffaele.
"Raffaele of Grano, the beautiful Sun Witch, I bless you. In the future, you will have a powerful position and power …" A majestic spiritual will shrouded her.
A sweet smile appeared on Raffaele's face. However, no one could see that after she closed her eyes, her eyes gradually lost their original liveliness. Instead, they flashed with an inexplicable dullness.
*****
In a faraway underground cave.
The Lion Mother slowly opened her closed eyes. The compassion in her eyes was even stronger.
"Don't blame me … In order to eliminate the source of all chaos, any sacrifice is worth it …"
*****
"The seventh mask is in an ancient tomb in Asia?"
"The Holy Fist Palace will definitely send people to look for it. As long as we send people over, we can definitely delay or even stop him from getting the seventh mask."
"Then who should we send over?"
"At least an upper-level Blood Breed will lead the team. Otherwise, Hochman and Dahm won't be able to handle it. "
Within the Blood Alliance Conference Hall.
The four Death Apostles of the Secret Party and the Light Party sat on the four highest seats. Around them were the Blood Breed representatives from their respective family lineages. They sat in a large circle. The Blood Alliance Conference. This was the only peaceful meeting between the Secret Party and the Light Party since the war started.
Even though both the light party and the secret party had some enmity towards each other, the pressure from the humans was getting heavier and heavier. Their actions against the Blood Breeds were getting more and more extreme. Many of the older Blood Breeds were constantly being detected by the detectors, and many of them were even executed on the spot.
The humans called the Blood Breeds who joined the Holy Fist Palace as the New Blood Breeds or New Humans. As for the Blood Breeds that did not join the Holy Fist Palace, they were known as the Old Blood Breeds. Under such a division, whether it was the light party, the secret party, or the neutral Blood Breeds, they were all suppressed on a large scale.
Under such circumstances, many humans who were enraged could no longer control their emotions, and began to suppress the vampires without restraint.
This caused the Blood Clan's Blood Alliance to have no choice but to hold an emergency meeting to discuss how to deal with the problem that they were about to face.
Now, the four Death Apostles had reached a rare consensus on the issue of finding the Sleepless Faces in the Holy Fist Palace.
Wellington looked at the other two Death Apostles.
"I've also checked the information when I went back. Indeed, the Sleepless Faces does have the ability to change one's physique and turn one into an Ancestral Blood Breed. Other than the fact that the Ancestral Blood Breed has a long lifespan and the ability to locate all Death Apostles, there's nothing else special about them. But even so, when I think about how Garen might continue to suppress us like this, I can't help but shudder. "
"I've also found a record of the Ancestral Blood Breed's ability," the only female Death Apostle said calmly.
"Me too," another unfamiliar blonde man in a black robe replied faintly.
The three of them were the three core Death Apostles of the secret party, and this man was also the most mysterious one among them.
Sitting opposite them was Hong Yue, who was sitting opposite the light party.
He was a young man with long black hair. His face was pale and he looked a little cold. Only when his eyes moved slightly did people feel that he was alive.
"Scarlet Moon, what do you think?" the female Death Apostle looked at Scarlet Moon.
"If we don't participate, joining the Holy Fist Palace might not be a bad choice," Scarlet Moon said faintly. He had been chased by the two Death Apostles of the secret party for so long and was still badly injured, so he couldn't be bothered with these things.
"The good thing is that we have an obvious advantage, which is that we have more people. Compared to the Holy Fist Palace, we have more cards to play. And they only have one Death Apostle and two upper-level Death Apostles. They have to stay in the headquarters and can't leave, "Wellington analyzed. "I think we can directly target the Holy Fist Palace's location and directly launch a nuclear attack. With human technology, we can directly destroy humanity's hope, hehe …" a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
When he thought about how he was killed by Garen one after another like a chicken, his heart was filled with anger. Even so, he was still traumatized by Garen. If Garen were to find a way to deal with the Death Apostles, and be able to locate the Death Apostles themselves, wouldn't it be easier to kill them all with one punch than killing a chicken?
"We definitely can't let him find the last few masks. If possible, I suggest we start looking for the last few masks and let the Blood Alliance have them first, "he suggested.
"That works too."
"Since we want to stop him from getting the masks, why don't we be more direct and eliminate his henchmen?" the blond man in the black robe said lightly.
Although the few of them didn't say anything about Wellington's nuclear retaliation, it didn't mean that they would really give up on this method. It was just that the nuclear attack was the last resort. It couldn't be used unless it was the last resort. Otherwise, it would be killing a thousand of the enemy and losing eight hundred of their own men. The lethality of that was too terrifying.
"Hochman and Dahm are only upper-level Death Apostles. We can easily get rid of these two if we are careful."
"Then what if the other party learns from us and uses this method?" the female Death Apostle frowned.
"We can lure him into an ambush. Isn't he strong enough? Let's see if a large amount of high explosive can kill him, or if there are enough gas bombs and biochemical viruses. Thousands of degrees of flame shooting and laser cutting. I can't not kill him! " The blond man in the black robe looked calm, but the words he said surprised even Wellington. These methods were almost all human methods to deal with Garon. And this man was obviously very familiar with human technology.
"Looks like your human economic group has influenced you too much." Scarlet Moon said lightly. "Once we use this method, do you think they won't use it against us? You should know that the number of humans is far greater than us."
"This is war. War is supposed to be unscrupulous." the blond man in the black robe said lightly.
"I agree." Wellington raised his hand. "Let's vote by a show of hands."
Both hands were raised. The female Death Apostle hesitated for a while, but still raised her hand.
Scarlet Moon was indifferent.
"It's up to you. The light party won't participate." He patted the armrest of his chair and slowly disappeared from his seat.
At the same time, the Blood Breed representatives of the light party who received the hint also left.
"Even without them, we can easily control the Holy Fist Palace." the blond man in the black robe looked calm.
*****
Asia's Forwade Mountains.
At the top was a slightly white brown mountain range. It was like a brown python lying between Asia and Europe, completely separating the two regions.
There were more than ten small countries around this mountain range.
In one of the small countries, Cassar.
Cassar was a small country that believed in Buddhism. Its population was less than 20 million, and it only had five cities including the capital. Most of the people were Buddhists.
In the afternoon, the sky was slightly dark. In the sky above Cassar's capital, Mount Rolan, a bell began to ring as usual.
The heavy bronze bell was struck again and again, accompanied by the sound of chanting from the temple.
The streets of Mount Rolan were bustling with people. From time to time, grayish-black elephants slowly walked by. Women walked around in gauze dresses that could only cover half of their upper body. Most of them had a red mark in between their eyebrows, indicating that they were married.
Unmarried girls had long braids with no symbol between their eyebrows. They walked in groups of two or three.
Ascetics could be seen on the streets from time to time. They were skinny and had dark skin. Some of them were topless and had long hair and beards. They looked very sloppy.
Mount Rolan was close to the largest Garlot Temple. On a large cement space, some ascetics sat cross-legged on the ground with their eyes closed and chanting. No one knew what kind of activity they were having.
There were many local children and young girls around them. There were also foreign tourists who were holding their cameras and snapping pictures.
Some of the foreign tourists had blonde hair and some had black hair. They had the characteristics of all countries. There were even black people with skin as dark as charcoal.
One of the tourist-like women was wearing large brown aviator glasses. She was dressed fashionably and had a curvaceous body. She wore a beautiful black dress. Behind her were two strong male bodyguards with flattop haircuts.
She bowed slightly in front of the ascetics. Then, she picked some small things in front of a small stall selling accessories. However, her eyes were secretly drifting in the direction of Garlot Temple on the mountain.
"It has been confirmed that the seventh mask is under the stupas behind Garlot Temple. There should be an ancient tomb there. "A man's voice that was as soft as a mosquito entered the woman's ears.
She nodded slightly.
"Don't worry. That place is not a place where devout Buddhists are not allowed to enter. Otherwise, it may cause a large-scale riot. We'll go later. "The woman had a head of gorgeous blonde hair. "According to Lord Sith's instructions, it's best that we take the mask without alerting anyone."
"Understood."
The man's voice slowly disappeared.
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