American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 68 68 Bloodline of the Ancestor

The high priest's side.

Watching Eddie Warren replace Lorraine Warren.

Ron still didn't show even the slightest sign of exhaustion. He was a little doubtful about life.

However, he still firmly believed in his judgment.

He forced himself to calm down, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just play with him again!"

Half an hour passed, an hour passed, and two hours passed, and Ron was still alive and kicking.

The sun shone through the glass window on the high priest's face.

It was so sunny, but the expression of the high priest was so gloomy.

He couldn't hold himself any longer.

John was nervous, and suddenly he had an idea.

John broke out in a cold sweat and his body shook even more.

Another evil spirit died tragically.

In the room on the other side.

"Kill D-level aliens and get 3 skill points."

I made a vow all night long.

He understands the high priest. The high priest is an extremely conceited person. It can be said that he is extremely inflated. He is a person who insists on saving face and refuses to admit defeat.

Then, the high priest came to another conclusion.

…

If you point out his mistake directly, he will definitely accept it "happily".

"what to do?"

John almost collapsed.

Therefore, the evil spirit must remain.

John saw that the high priest seemed to have listened to his explanation, and his heart kept beating.

Half of them were tired and half of them were scared.

Reality slapped me in the face.

"High Priest, in my opinion, there may be something wrong with that Ron!"

The high priest looked out the window and saw that there were only a few evil spirits standing there. After counting, there were only eight evil spirits left.

One, two, three... there are only eight evil spirits left.

They are all mages, and if they meet someone like Ron, they will be killed instantly.

"Are you fucking blind, or are you selectively blind?"

Damn, I really miscalculated!

How is it possible?

"Not only does he not show any signs of fatigue, but he becomes more and more relaxed, which means that he has not become weaker, but has become stronger!"

"Bullshit plan."

At this time, when John saw the high priest with a gloomy face, he just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

The high priest smiled but said, "Why, you want to point out my mistake? Tell me, I will definitely accept it with an open mind!"

Damn, I really miscalculated!

How is it possible?

It's the people who have the problem!

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that this person is full of energy and not tired at all?"

"Huh?"

"It took a whole night, how fast?!"

Damn, it turns out there was no problem with the plan.

Because of this, his condition is getting better and better, he is full of energy and does not feel tired at all.

"Um?"

He was extremely sure that if the high priest felt that he was making fun of him, he would kill him without hesitation.

He finally gathered the skill points to upgrade the werewolf bloodline to level 5.

The high priest wondered, "Are there not many evil spirits left?"

Damn, I really miscalculated!

How is it possible?

But he just couldn't find where the perfect plan went wrong.

The high priest was confident all night.

"Go to hell, you fart's perfect plan."

"This... this, how come these cannon fodder are consumed so quickly?" the high priest said in astonishment.

The high priest raised his neck and nodded repeatedly.

The high priest asked himself over and over again, where did the problem go wrong in the perfect plan? How could it go wrong?

John quickly used the wizard's exclusive magic to sense the evil spirits around him.

He was thinking crazily about countermeasures and ways to persuade the high priest.

He doesn't want to get into trouble now and remind the high priest that something went wrong with your perfect plan.

John was anxious. He looked at the high priest, whose face was as sinking as water, and hesitated to speak.

Since the cannon fodder is gone, they have to do it themselves.

He was very worried now... afraid that the high priest would anger him.

After a long time, the high priest nodded, "Yeah! What you said makes sense. It seems... It's not the plan that has a problem, it's the people. Let me just say, the plan is so perfect, how could something go wrong? It turns out it's the people.

Something went wrong."

The high priest frowned, looking thoughtful.

John swallowed and took a deep breath in order to calm down a little. He analyzed calmly: "That Ron may have used self-mutilation, secret techniques of overdrafting the body, or even sacrificing his soul to gain strength, so that

His energy is always strong. In other words, under normal circumstances, his body would have been exhausted a long time ago, but he just persisted and refused to give up. He would rather damage his body to persist, which led to the current situation.

"

"You're so clever, but you're not as clever as me? At least I failed easily. You lost so many damn evil spirits, but what you got in return is still failure. This is your bullshit perfect plan, why don't you die?"

Thinking that he might be killed and silenced, he no longer worried about evil spirits, he worried about himself.

"The number of evil spirits seems to be running low!"

John was determined. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded heavily, "That's it. The high priest's plan is perfect, and it's all Ron's fault."

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Allow yourself to study all night.

He didn't even know whether the high priest believed his lame words.

My old face was swollen.

John had countless fucks in his heart that he wanted to curse out, but he still held back.

John was suddenly very frightened. For the sake of face, he did not rule out the fact that the high priest would kill him to cover up this embarrassing matter.

Ron chose to upgrade immediately.

"So, what you're saying is that Ron is already at the end of his rope, and we just need to work harder to exhaust him to death?"

"What to do? How to persuade the high priest?"

"You are really a fucking genius. Do you really believe such an obvious lie?"

The high priest turned his head suddenly, his bloodshot eyes looking up and down at John with a fierce glare.

Who makes him in a weak stage now? He can't defeat the opponent. Not only can he not defeat the opponent, he also needs the opponent to survive.

Yes, there is something wrong with people!

That guy named Ron has a problem, a big problem.

"Huh? Wait...evil spirit!"

Just now, Ron used skill points to increase the werewolf bloodline to LV4.

"27 skill points → 2 skill points."

The consequences may be to kill yourself.

"Werewolf bloodline LV4 → Werewolf bloodline LV5."

What a sin!

John was horrified, "Oh my god, I can't let the high priest continue to ruin this."

When John heard this, he almost fell down.

Because the evil spirit is gone, the cannon fodder is gone.

As long as he kills himself, no one will know how embarrassing he has been.

His perfect plan seemed...maybe something went wrong.

"What perfect plan? It really doesn't work at all!"

As a result, the reality was completely opposite to the plan.

John kept complaining about the high priest's bullshit plan, and then, what did he suddenly realize?

He frowned and was stunned.

He rolled his eyes and said: "High Priest, we don't have many evil spirits in our hands. Do you think we should replenish some first before taking action?"

"It has been detected that vampire blood can be fused. Do you want to fuse the blood?"

"Merge!"

"The fusion was successful, and the bloodline evolved into the ancestor's bloodline!"

At the moment when the fusion was successful, it was like countless small electric currents flowing through his body. His whole body suddenly fell into a state of epileptic convulsions, and then his eyelids rolled up and he fainted on the ground.

(End of chapter)