Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 30 Visitors from the Inquisition

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 30 Visitors from the Inquisition

The basement in the backyard of the manor, which was originally used to store arms supplies, was now empty.

An area of ​​two to three hundred square meters now only houses a plasma furnace with a full sense of technology.

The plasma furnace is heating at maximum power, and the high temperature in the furnace exceeds 2,000 degrees, burning the furnace walls red.

Deep in the fire, several masses of solution were separated by partitions.

Tang and Song stood shirtless in front of the plasma furnace, constantly making seals with their hands, firing out a series of spiritual arts, and the spiritual light was submerged into the liquid.

Time passed little by little, and as the speed of Tang and Song's hands became faster and faster, the six-color liquid glowed slightly with light.

"combine!"

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Song gave a sharp shout, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue.

As his blood spurted out, the six-colored liquid in the plasma furnace condensed into two golden pills the size of pigeon eggs.

The golden pill looks like gold but not gold, looks like jade but not jade, and its surface is like amber. If you look carefully, you can see that there is faint smoke flowing on it, forming three talismans.

Done!

Tang and Song Dynasties looked at Jin Wan and felt happy. With a move of their fingers, the magic of controlling objects was unleashed.

The oak barrel on the side was directly lifted up by a transparent palm.

Wow

A bucket full of hundreds of kilograms of blood was poured into the plasma furnace, and a white gas suddenly rose up, filling the entire basement in an instant.

After the quenching was completed, Tang and Song changed their hands and used the magic weapon's storage technique to aim at the plasma furnace and pull it.

Two rays of golden light burst out from the furnace and landed on Tang and Song's palms.

Holding two sword pills in his hands, Tang and Song couldn't put it down.

Although these two sword pills are just ordinary magic weapons with three levels of restrictions engraved on them in terms of grade.

Compared with the bronze-armored corpses sacrificed in the Tang and Song dynasties, the skeleton demons and their ilk are not much better.

However, the magical weapons recorded in the Heshan Sutra are all quick and easy things. They are powerful and can be used for self-protection, but in terms of potential, they are not as good as the two sword pills that were personally sacrificed in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Tang and Song held the sword pills and poured two rays of Taibai essence into them. The two sword pills emitted a dazzling white light.

Tang and Song raised their hands and shot out the two sword pills.

laugh!

Two white rainbows shot out, and two bowl-sized holes shot out of the cement floor like tofu.

Sunlight shines in through the hollow. Through the hollow, one can even see the shrubs and flowers in the manor.

Under the control of Tang and Song Dynasties, these two sword pills penetrated a concrete slab more than two meters thick and a soil layer of four to five meters with one blow.

Two white rays of light swirled and intertwined in the sky, and the extremely sharp sword energy cut the clouds in the sky into pieces.

After a while, the novelty wore off and Tang Song took the sword pill away.

The two sword pills were collected in the palm of the hand, and as the white light bloomed, two swords as thin as cicada wings appeared in Tang and Song's hands.

The sword is three feet long, green with white in it, giving it a faint sense of transparency.

Tang and Song held a sword in one hand and waved it with both hands, and the sword energy mingled in the entire basement.

…………

"boss!"

In the basement, there was a sound of intensive footsteps, and someone was knocking gently on the basement door.

Tang Song said ‘hmm’: “Come in, what’s the matter?”

Ryan walked in, bowed lightly and said:

"Someone in the control room saw something unusual on the ground. Are you okay?"

Tang Song glanced at the almost completely messed up ground that he had destroyed, and said calmly:

"I'm fine, I'm just trying out some new things!"

…………

"Boss, Father Dekler is here. He wants to see you!" A bodyguard appeared at the basement door and bowed slightly to Tang Song.

"Dekler, what is he doing here?"

Tang Song tidied up his clothes, put on a crisp white suit given by the bodyguard, stretched his neck, and followed Ryan out.

………

Father Dekler did not come alone. Next to him was a man in his fifties who was over 1.9 meters tall. He had a long head, a curved aquiline nose, and two brown eyes that revealed a certain

A strange look.

Judging from his position, Decker's status is obviously not as high as this man's.

Frank was looking at the two people politely but forcefully five meters away from him.

Tang Song came to the living room and directly used his spiritual consciousness to see through this person.

Well, Tang Song discovered something very interesting. He smiled and said in an insincere manner:

"Please sit down, Ryan, and ask someone to bring you some drinks. Father, this is..."

Before Father Decker could answer, the man sat on the sofa opposite Tang Song and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Call me West, I'm from the Vatican!"

Tang Song hummed, nodded slightly and said, "Well, Mr. West, what do you want from me? What does the Holy See require of us?"

You ask for a salary reduction? You are from the Vatican, but I have reached cooperation with the New York Diocese, but if it is a request from the Holy See, I will consider your reasonable demands."

Father Dekler on the side had an awkward smile on his face.

There was no expression on West's thin face:

"Our Inquisition will not interfere in the affairs of the New York Diocese!

I am here to discuss the coming of the Blood God. Mr. Tang, you are indeed doing well. In just ten days, you have wiped out seven vampire nests. Even our Inquisition may not be able to do this cleanly in this regard.

!

But I’m here to assess the risk of the Blood God’s coming, and also, are you sure you can prevent the Blood God’s coming?”

Tang Song leaned back and twisted his upper body in order to sit more comfortably.

Ryan pushed a small trolley of wine over and took it upon himself to mix three glasses of wine and handed them to Tang Song, West and Dekler.

Tang and Song toasted to each other, West smiled in return, took a sip, then looked at Ryan in surprise, and said:

"Good wine, Mr. Tang, you have a very good bartender."

Tang Song smiled proudly and said:

"So, Mr. West, what do you need?

In other words, what guarantee do you want me to give you?"

West shook his head in surprise and said:

"Promise, I don't need any guarantee,

Let me tell you straight to the point, I will stay in New York during this period. If there are signs of the Blood God coming, you can't solve it! Our Inquisition will directly take over the matters in New York..."

Tang Song made a slight gesture and laughed:

"No problem, no problem, haha, we have an old saying in the East, if you don't have diamonds, you won't do porcelain work. If we don't have the ability to do it well, we won't dare to take this business rashly."

In the Inquisition, Tang and Song Dynasties raised their glasses and invited West in front of them to raise their glasses together.

Tang Song's eyes glanced at Father Dekler who was standing aside. When he saw his bitter face, Tang Song was thoughtful.

(End of chapter)