Have you had enough, Miss Vampire? It's time to get down to business.

"Well, good night! ... You'll still have to take care of my business, so live a little longer, Mr. 32!"

The dark blue doors opened one by one at the edge of the venue, and the guests stepped through their own doors and returned to where they originally were.

Only after everyone had left did Lor stand up and walk towards a zombie rabbit.

I also have to take Isabella to see the dragons.

But before he could open his mouth, the zombie rabbit spoke first:

"You're still here, guest number 32? It happens, the hostess wants to see you... Please follow me."

33. Riddler, get out of here!

The mistress of the Dark Moon Society wants to see me?

why?

Lor's heart sank, and some bad guesses popped up in his mind.

[It seems your story is coming to an end, Lor.]

That wise voice suddenly spoke:

"Your earlier attempt to conceal key information from the research materials must have been discovered by the so-called hostess! Alas, it's like walking by the river without getting your feet wet. Being too clever can backfire!"

[But honestly, it's been quite pleasant spending time with you. Unfortunately, I won't be able to help you anymore... So, goodbye, Lor! Congratulations!]

...Fuck your sister.

Luo Er's mouth twitched slightly. He thought to himself, if I were the protagonist of a novel, wouldn't it be a complete mess if it ended like this? Where has the story ended?

Fortunately, this guy has always set the opposite flag.

In fact, Lor was also worried about the possibility that the voice in his head mentioned.

But then I thought, this is the "hostess's" territory. If I really angered her, I would be dealt with in minutes... How could I possibly wait patiently until the tea party was over and let a zombie rabbit politely invite me over?

Thinking of this, Luo felt a lot more at ease.

Having said that, we still need to be vigilant.

"Be careful, Lor!"

Isabella also reminded through sensory sharing:

"This lady is definitely not an ordinary character. She's very likely on the same level as 'True Ancestor Lilith'... Tsk, if she wants to cause trouble for you, I'll rush through the door and find you while those zombie rabbits are coming to your room to collect money and give you items!"

Hey, don't be impulsive, miss!

Lor coughed twice quickly, signaling her to calm down.

However, I was still touched when I heard Isabella's impulsive and reckless speech.

It just so happened that there were no other guests here, so Lor lifted his mask with one hand and gently patted his cheek with the other.

"Who, who allowed you to touch my face, you stupid servant!" Isabella was a little shy and flustered, and for a moment she couldn't control herself and passed the waves of heat to Lor.

The eldest lady is so easy to understand.

Lor couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

At the same time, a new door appeared in front of Lor.

The zombie rabbit had already walked into the door first. Lor took a deep breath and followed closely behind.

……

In front of me is a spacious and deep hall.

Because the light was too dim, it was difficult for Lor to judge the area and floor height.

Rows of marble load-bearing columns extended forward, backward, and upward, until they disappeared into the darkness above and on all sides.

To be honest, this scene is very shocking.

It makes people feel small and insignificant.

Lor calmed himself down and stared ahead.

Dozens of meters away, many zombie rabbits stood neatly in two rows, motionless and without any upgrades... At the end of the row was an extremely large stone throne, as if it was designed for giants.

On the throne, sat a woman in a light veil.

Because they were too far away, Lor couldn't see her face clearly.

However, the woman's height was obviously no different from that of an ordinary person, but when she sat on the huge throne, she did not feel out of place at all.

...Is that the so-called hostess?

Thinking of this, Lor slowly took a step forward.

"Mistress! That's the mistress!"

As if responding to Lor, a hoarse and fanatical voice rang out beside his ears. It was the will left behind by a certain sage after his death, residing in the weapon "Flowing Light":

"Oh, how graceful, how noble, how enchanting she is! What an honor it is for me to be able to experience her grace once again! Praise the Holy Light!"

Hey.

Don't you think it's contradictory that you express your loyalty to the organizer behind a secret group while praising the Holy Light?

Lor couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Boy, you kept your promise and allowed me to see the mistress again! I thank you for that!"

The voice continued:

"Also, I have one more favor to ask! Please tell the mistress that I've already figured out what she asked me to investigate, but I didn't have the chance to report it to her before I died... But it's not too late now!

"Please tell her... When Holy Light walked the mortal world, He did indeed visit the Land of the Dead Gods! However, He did not steal your legacy. Instead, He voluntarily surrendered a portion of His authority, thereby losing His human form!"

...Wait, what?

These two short sentences contained a huge amount of information, which made Lor pause.

He could understand the part about "Holy Light walking the world." According to the church's records, the source of "Holy Light" also once possessed a physical form, walked the earth in flesh, and left behind many holy signs...

As for the content that followed, he completely didn't understand it.

What is the "Land of the Dead Gods"?

What "legacy"?

What does it mean to “surrender authority and lose human form”?

Lor was so confused that he just wanted to yell, "Riddler, get out!"

"Please be sure to pass this information on to the hostess. This way, I will have no regrets in my life..." The voice gradually grew weaker, like snowflakes melting and evaporating in the sun, and gradually disappeared.

A feeling of relief suddenly came over me.

Lor realized almost intuitively that the obsession and will that had been integrated into his body along with the "flowing light" no longer existed.

However, the corresponding supernatural power is still there.

Lor could still clearly feel the powerful power of holy light, and he also understood that as long as he wanted, he could summon the powerful weapon condensed by light at any time.

But from now on, it is just a simple weapon.

Never speak again.

"He really left? He left so suddenly... and before leaving, he even left me a 'gift'..." Lor thought to himself, shaking his head secretly.

Although Lor doesn't understand the meaning behind this yet, the information just now must be very important.

As for whether or not to follow that will and tell the "Mistress" about this...

Of course not.

At least he would not reveal it to anyone easily until he understood the true meaning of this information.

"Hmm, maybe later on, I can use it as a 'bargaining chip' for direct transactions with the hostess?"

Lor continued to move forward while calculating in his mind:

"A being of her level probably has little interest in mundane things like money and objects. The only thing that piques her curiosity is certain specific 'knowledge'..."

The information I just received is undoubtedly very valuable to the mistress! After all, the sage also conducted an investigation under her orders before reaching these conclusions!

While he was thinking about it, Lor was only ten meters away from the marble throne where the "hostess" was.

Her face could already be seen clearly.

Lor raised his head nervously and looked at the hostess.

Then, I was shocked.

"This... is this the mistress of the Dark Moon Society?" At the same time, Isabella's exclamation rang out in his ears, "This, this is too weird!"

The hostess's appearance is truly impressive.

It's not that she's beautiful or ugly, the shocking thing is...

Her face is changing every minute and every second!

Sometimes she is as tender as a child, sometimes she is covered with wrinkles; sometimes she is beautiful and charming, sometimes she is gloomy and melancholy... It is like a collection of countless "slices"!

34. This is a dragon

"Nice to meet you, Mr. 32."

The hostess's voice was ethereal and resonant, making it sound as if many people were speaking at once, which was quite consistent with her ever-changing appearance.

"It's an honor to meet you." Lor, whose face was hidden behind Mask No. 32, bowed slightly.

At this moment, only a few meters away from the hostess, he could clearly feel a powerful spiritual pressure!

This feeling of oppression was similar to the experience I had previously had when I was near the "holy relics" at the diocesan headquarters.

However, the holy relics gave people a very pure and warm feeling, while the spiritual pressure emitted by the hostess was so cold and strange that Lor's teeth chattered and his skin felt slightly tingling.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful being!

Lor quickly lowered his head, not daring to stare at the ever-changing face for too long.

"The information you gave me last time was very interesting."

The hostess said slowly and calmly:

"The fusion of 'voodoo' and 'mysticism' can actually revive the lost roots of the 'dragon'. It's truly intriguing... Although there's a certain degree of chance involved, and the same thing may not happen again, my curiosity has been satisfied."

Already satisfied?

Hearing this, Lor frowned slightly.

In other words, she had no intention of repeating Vann's experiment and creating a dragon herself?

"Also, the white dragon you've left with me has reached level four and has the ability to transform into a human form. You can take it back," the hostess continued.

"...So fast?" Lor was quite surprised.

You know, it’s only been about a month since this dragon was born... In just one month, it has become a mid-level extraordinary being?

"Nothing surprising. Dragons are just like that."

The hostess replied:

"As long as they are placed in an environment with sufficient spiritual energy, their growth rate will be quite astonishing... It is precisely because of this that these creatures must be exterminated.

"Otherwise, all the spiritual energy in the world will be drained by them, and all the extraordinary power will be gathered into the bodies of the dragons, turning the entire world into a desolate place without any mystery."

Lor listened silently with a trembling heart.

Even Isabella, who heard these words through "sensory sharing", couldn't help but gasp.

Because the hostess actually revealed a shocking secret in just a few words!

There have always been many different theories about the cause of the dragon race's extinction. At least within the scope of "common sense" that Lor currently knows, there is no definitive answer... Some say it was due to environmental changes, resulting in the dragon race losing a suitable place to reproduce, while others say it was due to a large-scale epidemic...

But now you tell me that the dragon race was "extinct"?

That was the once powerful dragon clan. What force has such great power?

This gave Lor goosebumps, as if he was staring into the abyss.