Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

At this moment, the group of fierce bandits had become as dazed as Ates, sitting on the sled in a daze, unable to come to their senses for a long time.

“Just now… was it…” Artes asked tentatively.

Joel gave a wry smile: "Don't ask, I only just found out myself. Mr. Whickert is actually... is actually so terrifying and powerful."

You know, they had been drunk and acting crazy with Whicker before, and now thinking about it makes them shudder.

"Once I'm healed from this injury, I'm going to find Mr. Whickert and kneel down to apologize." The bearded man's face was filled with awe and admiration.

This group of people is very direct. Once they approve of someone, they will unconditionally and mindlessly respect and worship them.

For the next hour, everyone was still immersed in the absolute massacre that had just taken place, their minds filled with the image of Whictor commanding monsters to slaughter soldiers.

Unbeknownst to them, the group had successfully entered the central area of ​​Arkham from the northeast.

At the guide's call, Ates looked at the ancient town now covered in snow.

It is said that this place is the source of countless legends, ancient, mysterious, and backward.

But at this moment, he found that this place was even more lively than the capital, with rules and order.

"Welcome to Arkham! The place where reality and dreams meet!" Joel introduced with a smile.

Chapter 0284 When the Stars Are Right

In the morning, Los was lazily stretching his body in his silk pajamas.

Beside him, Lilith, wearing the same pajamas, pursed her lips and, holding a hairband in her mouth, styled her long, jet-black hair in front of the mirror—a style that countless women envied.

Looking at her beautiful and sexy back, Ross couldn't help but walk over and hug her from behind, while his hand wandered inside her neckline.

"Does your hair need any styling?" Los asked.

Lilith's hair is connected to her spirit; each strand can not only grow to an enormous length, but is also more flexible than her fingers.

Lilith blinked, her usually serene and mature face now showing a girlish shyness as she said, "It's different. Every woman wants to look beautiful with her own makeup. Putting on makeup and styling your hair is an enjoyable process."

Los played with it for a moment, then asked, "Recently, Arkham has had a relatively sufficient number of talents, but there are still some shortcomings in certain areas."

"For example, in finance, or in construction, keep an eye on these areas in the coming days."

Lilith nodded and asked, "Yesterday you said you were going to find Anita, how did it go?"

"You said you'd give it to me today, it should be here soon!"

No sooner had Los finished speaking than the doorbell rang.

Los didn't change his clothes and went downstairs to open the door. He saw Anita standing awkwardly at the door, wearing a fur coat, a woven hat, a handbag, and leather gloves.

"Mayor, am I too early?"

Los waved his hand: "No, I was too busy recently, so I took a break and relaxed for a while. Come in!"

Anita understood immediately and walked in, saying, "Mayor, I observed Dunwich yesterday and found that it was shrouded in a special force. I could only sense that it seemed to have been separated from this world, but I didn't know anything about what was inside."

Los paused for a moment: "Are there any other characteristics?"

Anita took off his coat and hat and said, "Yes, that special power seems to be the power of the ley lines, but what's strange is that Dunwich doesn't have its own ley lines. Its ley lines were merged with Arkham two hundred years ago."

As they spoke, the two sat down, and Lilith, who had changed into a pink loungewear outfit, came down.

Her jet-black hair was styled into a high ponytail and cascaded down her back. Her neatly combed hair revealed her classic oval face and slightly wide forehead, making her look so virtuous and elegant.

Who would have thought that this woman, who seemed like a saint, was actually a female demon with an extremely twisted mind?

Anita glanced at Lilith, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly once again.

That extremely twisted and demonic woman only showed such a gentle, domestic demeanor in front of the mayor.

“Arkham is incredibly lucky to have the mayor here.”

With that in mind, Anita took out a newly bound notebook from her handbag: "This is the result of my Dunwich observations over the past twenty years that I compiled last night. Please take a look."

Los's eyes lit up when he heard this; such a record was extremely important.

I casually opened the notebook and found that the contents were not recorded in detail. It mainly recorded some issues represented by astrology and some special fluctuations.

"In 1891, two red shooting stars streaked across the sky, and two people who shouldn't have been there appeared in Dunwich."

"These should be the sons of two demigods born into the Vitley family, the sons of Bubble."

The subsequent content was similar to what Los had seen before, up to seven years ago, or more precisely, eight years ago.

Dr. Armitage and Dr. Henry drove them away, and peace was restored.

No other abnormalities were found in the following eight years.

“Huh? What does this mean?” Los suddenly pointed to one of the symbols, which showed the date as October 10, 1900.

Anita came over, took a look, and said, "This is a star sign."

"What sign?"

Anita thought for a moment and said, "That constellation is called the Right Time of the Stars."

call!

Upon hearing the name, Los felt a buzzing in his head.

He knew very well what this thing represented.

He then asked, "What does this sign represent? Do you know what it means when all the stars are aligned?"

Upon hearing Los's series of questions, Anita immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

After careful consideration, Anita replied, "This astrological sign represents the number 1, which is an omen. According to our understanding of astrology, this is the beginning of an astrological event."

"However, this astrological phenomenon may last for a very long time, at least ten years, and possibly even hundreds of years."

"As for the exact time when the stars were in motion, we don't have many records here. We only say that when this celestial phenomenon occurred, something bad seemed to happen."

Hearing this, Los smiled bitterly to himself: "This is more than just a bad thing."

Los took another closer look at the contents, pointed to that page and said, "From this day forward, let's analyze in detail what the following events represent."

Anita took the notebook and said, "The omens begin; the dream comes from illusion into reality, connecting to the distant beyond, or perhaps the end of the world."

"As dreams and reality merge, the world will connect with the starry sky, and the great Child of the Stars will come to earth, bringing life and opportunities to this world."

"The illusory egg of birth needs the nourishment of dreams, the breath of stars, the return of stolen nutrients by thieves, the rhythm of the world, and the grace of the moon."

These three paragraphs have completed the interpretation of all the astrological events related to Dunwich over the past eleven years.

After hearing this, Los leaned back on the sofa and fell into deep thought.

At that moment, Lilith brought over two cups of hot coffee, and under Anita's watchful gaze, she poured four large spoonfuls of sugar into one of them, a sight that sent chills down Anita's spine.

She values ​​her health and figure highly and has rarely been in direct contact with sugar over the years, considering it a dangerous monster that affects her body.

Those four large spoonfuls of sugar are roughly the total amount of sugar she's consumed over the past thirty years. And it's sugar, not just sugar content.

After downing the cup of coffee that was sweet enough to make your teeth ache, Los seemed to have gained a great deal of energy. His bright eyes looked at Anita and he said, "For the next period of time, continue to observe Dunwich. I have a feeling that at some point in the future, Dunwich will become a huge threat to us."

Upon hearing this, Anita naturally dared not take it lightly and immediately nodded solemnly: "Rest assured, implementing Dunwich will be one of my daily tasks in the future. Is there anything else you require?"

Los shook his head and fell into deep thought again.

Chapter 0285 An Encounter

When Anita left, Los was still deep in thought.

Lilith saw her to the door, and looking at the increasingly obvious wrinkles on her face, said, "My master has always been fair in rewarding and punishing. You can go to Arkham Sanatorium to see Dr. Murthy there when you have time."

"What are you doing?" Anita always harbored considerable hostility towards Lilith.

Lilith reached out and touched her face: "I remember you're only five years older than me, right? Look at my face, and then look at yours, can't you feel the difference?"

Upon hearing this, Anita was so angry that she almost fainted.

No woman is immune to the allure of beauty, and Anita is no exception. Over the years, she has been carefully maintaining her body and skin, hoping to live longer and witness the true transformation of Arkham.

But no matter how hard she tried, humanity still couldn't resist the erosion of time.

Her hostility towards Lilith might stem from a sense of inferiority and jealousy.

After all, the two are from the same generation, but the gap between them now is so obvious.

"What are you trying to say?!" Anita said through gritted teeth.

Lilith looked at Anita and laughed happily: "Nothing else. As a reward for your work for the mayor, you can go to Arkham to get a bottle of Longevity Dragon Blood. Mix it with alcohol every day and drink three cups in the morning, noon and night. After a month, you will find that you can be ten years younger."

Upon hearing this, Anita angrily retorted, "Let me tell you! I'm helping the mayor not for these rewards! I'm doing it for Arkham!"

Lilith smiled at her without saying a word.

Anita, pouting as she put on her hat and gloves, had already stepped outside when she suddenly turned back and tentatively asked, "Does it really work?"

Lilith patted her incredibly smooth skin and asked, "What do you think?"

Glug!

Anita swallowed hard, then turned and left in deep thought.

After seeing Anita off, Lilith returned to the living room and found that Los had transformed into his ancient god form.

"Master, what have you thought of?" Lilith asked.

As the armor gradually receded, Los, now back to normal, said, "The problems at Dunwich are serious."

"How serious is it?" Lilith asked, somewhat curious.

Los looked up: "It involves the destruction of the entire world."

Boglük stepped out of the car wearing only thin clothes. His summer leather shoes felt cold on the icy ground, but he didn't feel the slightest bit chilly.

His progenitor vampire bloodline, combined with a blood healing technique specially created for him, gave him a physique that was unmatched by ordinary people.

Even if it were minus 36 degrees Celsius, let alone minus 16 degrees Celsius, he wouldn't feel cold at all.

"Young Master, are you sure you don't want to wear more clothes?" the casual butler behind him asked.

Borg waved his hand, indicating that he planned to first go to the city government to communicate with Daryl about the progress and the gains from this trip, and then visit Mayor Arkham.

Just as he was about to enter the hall, his keen ears suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Let me explain! I'm really not a spy! I'm a businessman! I'm a businessman!"

He didn't know many people in Arkham, and those people wouldn't be bothered by these things.