Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 368 My Name is Best

Another new family meeting begins.

Over the course of ten years, the Dawn Order under the Fisher family used all sorts of powerful supernatural powers to completely transform the basement of the Fisher family manor.

Today it is no longer a basement, but an extremely magnificent underground hall!

The numerous gems and crystals inlaid on the ceiling of the underground hall reflect a soft and mysterious light. These gems are colorful, as if weaving flowing paintings in the air.

The dome of the hall is carved with intricate and exquisite patterns, including various mythical beasts flying with their wings spread, members of the Fischer family holding scepters, and chief high priests of all generations holding transparent bottles as sacred objects. Every detail reveals the exquisite skills of the craftsmen.

Under the light of gemstones, these patterns appear more vivid and lifelike, as if they are slowly waking up to guard this holy land.

The ground is paved with polished precious stones, each piece is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the light and shadow above.

Huge stone pillars stood in an orderly manner around the hall, with ancient totems and characters carved on them. They could instantly activate a powerful protective barrier that covered the entire Fisher Manor.

Many family members gathered here to discuss the encirclement and suppression that the Fisher family would soon face. Among the important family members, only Darren, Chris and Kano were not here.

Lillian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, stared calmly at Felix who had recovered, as if she was thinking about something important.

Byrne stood in the center of the magnificent underground hall and spoke to the family members first: "The joining forces of the Whisper of Silence and the Star Embrace Society will be a huge crisis we have never seen before."

"The Fisher family has experienced many crises, and we have won every time, but there have also been many sacrifices in the process."

He took a deep breath and said, "I hope that the family can get through this crisis smoothly without sacrificing anyone."

Christine, who was participating in the meeting, immediately spoke up: "If we want to survive this crisis, we need the help of other families and the help of the Orthodox Church. The first one is the Roman family..."

Lillian interrupted her and said:
"In fact, no matter what the crisis is, as long as we can wake up the great Lord of the Lost, we will never lose!"

"But how do you do that?"

Christine looked at Lillian. She did not deny what she said, but no one knew how to awaken the great being.

Byrne slowly extended his hand.

He snapped his fingers, and then a red light flashed in the air.

"This is the legendary Philosopher's Stone. The miraculous power it contains may be able to revive the great Lost Lord."

Everyone's attention was attracted!

At that moment, the entire underground hall seemed to be frozen by an invisible force; the noise and chaos quietly retreated, leaving only a quiet and solemn atmosphere.

Everyone's gazes converged spontaneously, becoming fiery and curious rays of light, pointing directly at the red philosopher's stone floating in the air.

The Philosopher's Stone seems to be a treasure lost from ancient times, emitting a dazzling and mysterious red light, and the light contains an indescribable powerful force.

Its surface is flowing with delicate textures, winding like blood vessels and as intricate as the trajectory of stars.

The eyes of the Fisher family were filled with awe, desire and confusion. Some of them opened their eyes wide, some opened their mouths slightly, and some clenched their hands. It seemed that even their breathing became heavy and slow under this shock.

Vanessa took a deep breath and immediately asked, "Philosopher's Stone, what do we need to do to use it?"

Byrne nodded slightly and continued, "I have read many books on mysticism. It is said that it is necessary to combine the power of emotions to trigger the miraculous power contained in the Philosopher's Stone."

"The power of emotions?" Vanessa murmured to herself.

Byrne nodded and said calmly but uncertainly, "Perhaps if we all pray together, we can activate it."

"The Fisher family's help in other areas is important, but waking up the great Him is undoubtedly the top priority!"

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Greenbrook Province.

On the vast and boundless land, stands a majestic castle, built against the mountain, towering and spectacular.

The city wall is built of huge stones, each of which has been carefully selected and carved. The surface of the wall is covered with traces of time, with moss and vines intertwined. The bricks under the sunlight have been strengthened by alchemy, all of which sparkle with a metallic luster, appearing both solid and solemn.

In a dim and quiet wine room deep in the castle, a noble in black sat alone at an intricately carved wooden table, tightly holding a translucent crystal wine glass in his hand. The deep red wine in the glass swayed gently, reflecting his furrowed brow and melancholy eyes.

Marquis Rad was wearing a well-tailored black robe, feeling heavy-hearted, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, and every breath seemed so difficult.

"Goo."

The wine slid down his throat, bringing a hint of spiciness and bitterness. He stared at the reflection in the glass, which seemed to reflect the loneliness deep in his heart and the regrets he could not let go of in the past.

"Too many people in our family have died in the past ten years. Not only because of the Calamity of the Dead, but also because of the rebellion started by the Star Embrace Society, and the murder of Chris..."

Marquis Rad began to tremble with anger and fear, and even flames started burning on his body!

Chris Fisher!

You despicable guy, disguised as an ordinary person to assassinate my family members, I will forever spit on your soul!

Ancient portraits and weapons were hung on the surrounding walls, each of which carried the history and glory of the castle, but at this moment they had lost their color and become blurred in his eyes.

Marquis Rad tried to find some comfort in alcohol, but found that the more he drank, the more sober he became. His worries and sorrows came like a tide, drowning him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

He crushed the wine glass, closed his eyes, took a deep, trembling breath, and tried to calm the turmoil in his heart.

However, the memories of loss and missed opportunities are like sharp blades, carving difficult-to-heal scars in the heart.

And at this moment, a voice rang out.

"Go to Nasir."

I don’t know when a second person appeared in the bar!
Marquis Rad looked over there and saw a man wrapped in a black cloak standing there. He frowned and said:

"who are you?"

He could clearly feel that the other party was a transcendent being at the monarch level, but he was probably only below the monarch and his strength was still not as good as his.

The man under the black cloak sneered.

"Bester Rhine, Marquis, you definitely don't know this name, because I am just a nobody now, not even worth mentioning in front of the powerful Fischer family, although I think they will never forget me."

"But I am already a member of the Quiet Word, and you need to join us."

Marquis Rad showed a domineering grin on his face, and said with a chuckle, "Are you talking about the language of silence? Hahahaha! But I don't want to cooperate with someone who hides his head and shows his tail!"

"Well, then I'll show you my true face."

The cloak was like the night itself, tightly wrapped around his body. When it was taken off, only a pale and lifeless face was revealed. His eyes were empty and deep, as if they could see through the essence and soul of all things in the world.

His skin glowed with a faint blue light, which was the unique color bestowed on him by death. One could feel the chill from the underworld at a glance.

Marquis Rad’s eyes widened!

"The dead!"

Best Rhine smiled and took out a rune stone from his body, from which came a cold voice.

"This is an order, Marquis Rad."

That was the voice of the new King of Syat, and Marquis Rad recognized it instantly.

"So, what they said is true. Has the Yardley royal family been controlled by the Word of Silence? Haha, I'm not surprised at all."

Marquis Rad closed his eyes, fell into deep thought, and did not speak for a long time.

Best clapped his hands and said calmly, "Why are you still hesitating? This matter has already been decided. Only one of your family and Fischer's family can survive no matter what."

"Or maybe none of them will survive!"

Marquis Rad suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the lobbyist. This so-called "nobody" had a very special temperament.

He should never be just a nobody!

"Do you also have a grudge against the Fisher family?"

Best was silent for a while, then revealed a cruel, desperate and terrifying smile.

"It's a long story."

(End of this chapter)