Infinite Road Warrior Road

"That's pretty good..." Wang Zongchao could only smile helplessly when he heard the words. He can be sure of one thing: Compared with the arrogant, cruel, unworldly, and human-seeking Akaduo when we first met, Wang Zongchao The daughter of the blood clan like a pig and sheep has indeed undergone great changes.But this kind of change cannot simply be called the change from evil to good. Akaduo has indeed become more cunning, more charming, more able to grasp the hearts of the world, knows how to endure, and knows how to use many flexible methods, but if we say It is undoubtedly absurd that she would be willing to be a selfless and dedicated worker of the International Red Cross.

However, Wang Zongchao is also a reincarnation, and he has only been able to return to the world of ghosts and gods in the past ten years, so he doesn't know Akaduo's situation at all. Regarding her character, he always has a feeling of seeing flowers in the fog. But he has enough understanding of his character, so he can always eat him to death.

This is also due to the different personalities of the two parties. Wang Zongchao's will is firm enough. No matter how many changes he experiences, he never changes his heart and principles. This is an advantage, but it also makes it easy for people who are familiar with him to grasp his mentality and behavior. model.On the contrary, Akaduo's character seems to have never really been finalized, just like a mysterious elf from the deepest darkness, no matter whether it is love or hate, or what it thinks or wants, it is hard to figure out.

So he didn't know how to comment on this for a while, so he paused and asked: "These staff members seem to be mostly ordinary people, but eight of them have a strange aura, are they all your subordinates?"

"Not all of them, some are under Van Helsing's subordinates. That guy is now the head of the British National Royal Knights, and has been awarded the title of Earl." A look of surprise and appreciation flashed across Akado's face, "But they are very You are good at hiding yourself, and you can see it all at once, which is not easy!"

"But their strength is not strong, it seems that they are just good at disguising." Wang Zongchao frowned slightly, "That means their role is only to provide you with a cover, are you in trouble?"

"Trouble? Hehe... For me, it's normal to have trouble, and it's a strange thing to not have it?" Acaduo's expression changed slightly, as if thinking of something unpleasant, but she immediately recalled Showing a charming smile, he leaned close to Wang Zongchao's ear, exhaling a tingling fragrance, "I know your sensory ability is very strong, but I don't know if your insight is beyond the ordinary. Now, can you immediately Can you guess where my main trouble comes from? If you guess it, I'll reward you with a kiss!"

"Let's guess later..." Wang Zongchao didn't pay attention to this point now. He continued to distinguish the breath of everyone around him, but he didn't seem to find the person he was looking for, so he asked: "You are alone right now." , without..."

"Didn't you bring the child?" Akaduo then finished the sentence for him, and then snorted softly: "Don't worry, I just let him go out to do something, and you will see him in a while. If you want I understand how difficult it is for a single mother to bring up a child alone, if he is not allowed to help me do something since childhood, how will I live this day?"

"Let him help with things..." Wang Zongchao heard this in his ears, and he felt an indescribably strange feeling in his heart. When he left the world of ghosts and gods before, the child had not yet been born, and now he is at most about eight years old. Considering that the growth period of mixed-race children is longer than that of ordinary humans, they may even appear younger. What can such a young child do?

"So, what did you name him?"

"Mythlia... In Hebrew, this name means 'king of the world' or 'one who is close to God'" Accado smiled, "How, is this name a good one?"

"It's a pretty good name..." Before he knew it, he had already left his own blood in this world. Wang Zongchao had mixed feelings for a while, and he felt as if he had passed away, and he didn't know what to say.

While talking, his eyes kept looking around, not letting go of even the slightest abnormality, and finally his eyes fell on an operating table in a tent, and he asked: "There is no mirror, is it the one I killed before?" The trouble caused by the blood prince?"

When Wang Zongchao met the prince of the Tremor clan during his last trip to Europe, he was trapped in the "mirror labyrinth" he had to deal with, and he made a huge breakthrough from it and was promoted to heaven, so he was deeply impressed.At this time, I saw that the shadowless lamp on the operating table was not equipped with multiple mirrors to refract the light, but was replaced by multiple lamps, and there was no mirror in the entire Red Cross stronghold, so I immediately became aware of it.

"I knew you would be able to guess it!" Akado nodded happily, and kissed Wang Zongchao's side cheek with moist lips, "To be precise, she is that guy's mistress, the most vicious, hypocritical, self-righteous woman in the world." Loving, lustful, stalking woman!"

"Who is that woman?"

"Have you heard of 'Bloody Mary'?" Accado gritted his teeth and asked.

"Oh, it sounds very famous. Is that person also a blood prince?"

Even if Wang Zongchao doesn't know much about many things in the Western cultural background, he still knows that "Bloody Mary" is a well-known Western cocktail, an ancient and terrifying legend, and a mysterious and dangerous psychic game.

There is a legend that Bloody Mary was a noblewoman in medieval Europe who brutally killed countless girls in her castle and bathed in their blood to keep herself young.In addition, there is another saying similar to horror and ghost stories: if a person faces a mirror at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, turn off all the lights, only light candles on both sides of the mirror, concentrate, and silently say "I believe in Bloody Mary" three times in his heart , you can summon the evil spirit in the mirror and ask it to fulfill your wishes, but people who play this game generally don't end well.

It sounds now that this Bloody Mary should undoubtedly be a member of the blood clan, and the one who can cause great trouble for Accador is probably a prince of the blood clan.

Acador snorted coldly, and said angrily, "That woman is not some kind of prince, she is not from the Cain family at all, but from the same generation as my father, the first generation of new blood descended from Judah, born in the sixteenth century Countess of Hungary—Elizabeth Batley! This slut originally wanted to seduce my father, but unfortunately my father was not interested in her, so she hooked up with Prince Karlaxus of the Tremere clan. Of course, Her real purpose is only for the other party's spiritual magic and soul ring, and now that the soul ring has fallen into my hands, that woman has been pestering her endlessly for it."

"So that's the case, so she is very powerful?" Wang Zongchao nodded, and he was not surprised that the other party was also of the Judah lineage but could not get along with Akaduo, because the Cain lineage was split into two lines, the Sabbat and the Secret Party. In the long life of the blood race, betrayal and division are by no means a particularly rare event.

Akaduo shook his head: "That woman dare not face me directly, but she is as hard to guard against as a mouse in the gutter! As long as there is a mirror, she may come as a clone or peep, steal, or plot.

You have to know that the "Blood Scroll" is divided into three volumes. The core of my father's part is "Life and Martial Skills", the highest mystery is "Immortal Body", and the other two parts are "Soul and Magic" and "Faith". with divinity'.What Elizabeth got was the volume "Faith and Divinity", so she founded the Bloody Mary cult, and even set up the castle where she lived in a false mirror world. The exchange gained a lot of spiritual magic, which can hypnotize other people from a distance through the mirror.The more popular her game is, the more powerful she will be.The Chinese side is relatively better, but some cities like Shanghai have some boring and stupid daughters who have started playing bloody mary games, and I still can't take it lightly. "

"So, her power lies in the mirror world established by the cult belief." Wang Zongchao thought for a while, and then said: "Then if you want to kill her, you have to enter her world."

Judging from the legend of Bloody Mary, this cult hardly even has a complete set of teachings and organizational form, so the gathering of beliefs is just an evil way among evil ways, and it is almost impossible to become a true god.However, the doctrine is unclear, the organization is unclear, and relying solely on mystery and novelty to attract people also has its benefits, but it is difficult to ban.The more forbidden it is, the more people may play out of curiosity.

As for the fact that the other party was able to form the "mirror world" pseudo god domain, it was mostly a trick.Since the existence of mirrors, when people face mirrors, they will inevitably have the illusion and imagination of another world behind the mirrors. When this kind of idea gathers together, it may form a natural god like the "Sword World", but it contains His will and beliefs are far from being so firm and pure.Elizabeth took advantage of this to gain some inherent advantage in forming God's Domain.

Wang Zongchao needs to have concerns about entering Anubis's God Realm, but he doesn't need to have any worries at all when entering her mirror world. As long as he enters, there is a great possibility that her false God Realm will be completely destroyed.

"That woman is extremely cautious and suspicious, and she will not rashly let unknown people enter her world." Akaduo sneered, "Forget it, that woman is just better at tracking, I need to guard against her My whereabouts were leaked to the Secret Party and the Sabbat. Over the past few years, due to the weakening of the Holy See, the Secret Party and the Sabbat have been frantically expanding their power, which has caused me more and more headaches."

In this world, Wang Zongchao already had a full understanding of how powerful the blood clan's secret party and the Sabbat are.Among them, the power of the Secret Party lies in the Freemasonry-a religious, open and mysterious, large and loose organization. Almost every page of modern Western history has a looming figure of this organization.This organization does not even shy away from claiming to be the descendant of Cain (of course, in common people's understanding, Cain does not equate with the ancestor of the blood race)!

Many famous people and politicians in the world are members of Freemasonry, including European royal families, members of the aristocracy and many presidents of the United States.Some people think that Freemasonry is an elite organization that controls the world, while others say that financial monsters like the Rothschild family are its members.Its style has a strong secret party style-the core blood leader hides behind the scenes, secretly controls human politics, technology, and culture through agents, and continuously absorbs the principle of human elites as descendants.The resources, spells, and even technology they master are hard to imagine. Many wizards, alchemists, scientists, military strategists, politicians and other elites who have been dead for a long time in name have actually been absorbed by them as blood descendants. They serve.

As for the Sabbat, although the sphere of influence is far less extensive than that of the Secret Party, their actions and ideas are more cruel and radical. The Black Death, which almost wiped out Europe in history, was a great cleansing of mankind launched by them.Now Germany in Europe is completely under the control of the Sabbat, and it has aggressively infiltrated Italy, France, Spain and other countries, and even Japan in the Far East.They seem to have mastered terrible technologies such as batch-manufacturing new blood races, intelligent undead legions, invisible ghost troops, etc., and a terrible war is brewing. After God no longer cares about this world completely, let the blood races Truly become the ruler of the world, formulate a new order, and divide human beings into servants, slaves, consumables, high-quality livestock, and low-quality livestock according to race.

Compared with the power and ambition of the Caine blood family, Count Dracula, who was notoriously famous back then, is almost equivalent to a country landlord who has been hurt by love and sitting in a sad city.

While speaking, Wang Zongchao suddenly sensed a resonant pulsation in his blood, his heartstrings trembled slightly, and he immediately looked in a certain direction.

"Hehe, you also feel him coming?" Akaduo suddenly chuckled slyly, "Why don't you avoid it for a while, I'll talk to my son first."

"Okay..." With three points of helplessness and seven points of expectation, Wang Zongchao took a step back. Although he was clearly still in the tent, he suddenly gave people an undetectable feeling of escaping into the void, as light as dust.

"Mom, the medicine still hasn't been delivered, and they still scold me and beat me..."

With a rather childish voice, a little boy who appeared to be no more than nine years old and wearing a red cross uniform that didn't fit well broke into the tent suddenly.

The Red Cross also adopted many orphans and trained them as volunteers since they were young, so there were a few half-grown children in this group of workers, but this boy still seemed a little young.

His hair is dark brown with some natural curls, which is the characteristic of mixed race. A pair of big brown and black eyes are surprisingly bright and flexible, so that people ignore his tall, thin and thin body compared to his peers.However, his beautiful and childish pink face now has several obvious bruises and abrasions, as if he has just been beaten, and there are also several brown stains on his clothes, which smell like cow dung smashed out.

"Oh?" Akaduo had already put on his eyes again. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. The soft and cunning temperament before was swept away the moment the little boy stepped into the tent. She stretched out her slender and graceful eyes. Hand, straightened the boy's clothes, and asked, "Did you fight back?"

"I didn't, I just escaped at a 'normal' speed." The boy blinked, and suddenly another strangely sharp light flashed in his eyes, "But they really don't know what to do, I really want to fight back !"

"But you shouldn't fight back, and they are not worthy of your fight back, you have to bear it, no matter how hard they beat you, no matter how hard they scold you, you have to bear it! Myslia!" Akado's voice seemed a little bit Coldly, he asked again: "The reason why they beat you, have you figured it out?"

"I figured it out. I learned the truth from a shepherd boy with half a piece of French bread." The boy nodded, "Because the villages in that area believe in the God of Plague and think that illness is the punishment of the God of Plague, so they can only pray to the God of Plague for forgiveness. It is a sacrilege for us to send them medical supplies.

The Plague God Temple there has only one temple, and his words represent the wishes of the Plague God. When the people there get sick and when they recover, he alone has the final say. Those who offend him will all be infected with strange diseases and die. It was too horrible to look at, so that person is the culprit who hinders me from doing things! "

"Then, if you want revenge, you should find that person, not those ignorant and pathetic villagers." Akaduo nodded and asked again, "Are you sure about dealing with him?"

"I have already learned: that person was originally an orphan who was abandoned in a cesspit, and was adopted by a manure picker. After he grew up, he also picked manure for a living. He was soaked in the cesspit all day long. He was despised. More than ten years ago, he suddenly contracted a strange disease. His body was covered with black rotten spots, and the stench could be heard for miles. The villagers couldn't bear it and drove him out of the village. But not long after, many people in the village were suddenly infected with the same disease He had the same strange disease, and died of festering all over his body. People in the village went to the nearby plague god temple to worship the plague god, but found that he not only did not die, but became a temple priest, and there were two black spots under his eyes, which were the same as those in the temple. The four-eyed God of Plague is exactly the same. And the elixir he gave the villagers was the feces and urine he pulled out on the spot, or the thick phlegm he spit out. The villagers who were willing to take it were saved, but the villagers who refused to take it all died. It was from then on that he established his prestige in the villages in that area.

From this point of view, this person was originally an ordinary person, but he was favored by the gods. He should not have any experience in fighting people, but he could use some divine arts.I should be able to kill him, but to be sure, I need to do a little more preparation in advance. "

When talking about these things, the boy acted like a cold and thoughtful killer, but after he finished speaking, he suddenly shrank his body, and each of them suddenly became a head shorter, and his originally thin body suddenly became plump. From the original [-]-year-old appearance to only three or four years old, the bruises on his face have disappeared, and he is wearing a loose overalls, which especially gives people a cute feeling.

It turns out that his real appearance is actually only three or four years old, but by stretching his bones, he can pretend to be ** years old. As for the bruises on his face, they are actually caused by deliberately controlling the concentration of blood in his body. Already healed.

After getting rid of the unnatural state on his body, the boy stretched his waist, looking much more comfortable, and then put on a childish tone that a child should have, begging Akaduo pitifully: "Mom, I Hungry!"

"I have warned you many times, Myslia!" Accador's soft tone, but with an unquestionable majesty, "You can't reveal your true appearance in front of others, don't you think, here Is there no one else?"

The boy's body trembled violently, like a cat with fury fur. Acado's reminder had already made him realize that there was still Wang Zongchao in the tent.

The next moment, the boy's loose overalls suddenly burst, and Wang Zongchao at the side felt his face darken, a large piece of rags had completely covered his eyes and ears, and the boy rushed towards him like a cub that had exploded.

Amidst the rags, the boy's figure was like the wind, his moves were like lightning, his fists, feet and claws could not leave Wang Zongchao's vital points. Although his moves were not tricky, they were surprisingly nimble, fast, ruthless, and precise.His originally white and tender little hands unexpectedly grew three-inch sharp claws, covered with veins, like ghost hands.His body seemed weightless and boneless, like a dangerous elf dancing wildly.

"This kind of education...seems...too harsh!" Wang Zongchao could only shake his head and sigh for a moment, while casually taking over the boy's attack.

While speaking, the boy's right hand soared, stretching two or three times in an instant, like a soft whip, sweeping towards Wang Zongchao's face with a piercing sonic boom.

Wang Zongchao avoided the side of his neck slightly, but his neck became inexplicably hot after being hit by the punch.

Although this kind of influence is negligible to him, Wang Zongchao judged the consequences of this kind of power on ordinary people in an instant - within half a second, a small amount of blood in that person's carotid artery would suddenly boil , evaporation, and explosion, although the power of the explosion is very small, it is undoubtedly enough to blow off a person's carotid artery.

This seems to be the blood manipulation ability unique to the blood race, but it also adds the unique effects caused by the ability to control temperature and fire. When it is used suddenly, it can be called a ruthless killer.

"My education can at least ensure that he can survive in the cruelest situation." Akado said lightly, "In addition, I must ensure that he will not become my weakness or your weakness in the future. A person with Weak people, no matter how strong they are, will die very quickly, just like my father, right?"

"This..." Wang Zongchao opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

From the conversation between the two, the boy also seemed to have noticed that the relationship between the man in front of him and his mother was unusual, and his killing intent was greatly reduced, but the other party's attitude of always understating it like an ordinary child made him feel particularly annoyed , aroused his more vigorous competitive spirit, and made him eager to express himself, so the attack did not ease, but became more intense.

As if he was distracted by the conversation with Akaduo, Wang Zongchao was relieved, but the boy who jumped in mid-air suddenly grabbed his left wrist.

"Caught you!"

In the boy's left and right eyes, strange lights like the sun and the moon flashed away, and immediately after Wang Zongchao's left hand, a large number of blood-red ice picks pierced the skin, rushing out of his body.

(To be continued)