Demon Royal Family

The architecture of the Holy Land Eden is white and flawless, the suspended magic sphere emits a white-gold halo, the tall tower stands like a pure white forest, and the flag of the white scepter flutters on the top of the tower. Everything looks sacred and solemn.

In the corner of the holy land, there is a distinctive tall building, made of black rock and covered with gold and red textures. Even the priests of the church will subconsciously speed up their pace when passing this building, not wanting to linger any longer.

This is the headquarters of the Inquisition.

In a large hall inside the tribunal, only the torches on both sides of the walls emit light, illuminating only one-tenth of the hall. The night watchmen staying at the headquarters are all gathered here. Just in the area illuminated by the torches, there are no less than a thousand people. people.

"Eye of darkness?"

At the end of the hall, a hand wrapped in a black robe held a piece of information with the church pattern printed on the edge. The owner of the hand said lightly: "Very detailed information, heretic traitor? Interesting, join the sequence, Black."

After the words fell, a corner of the ground in the hall lit up, and the four words "Eye of Darkness" appeared. The writing was blazing red, like a brand mark, lighting up the surrounding ground, and it was all dense writing.

The floor of the main hall is engraved with the list of heretics. This is the order of the Holy Court's judgment that resounds throughout the world!

The four words cooled down and turned into pure black, which was the threat level of the heresy. The Eye of Darkness was the most dangerous black.

"Send arbitrators to Abraham to slay the heretics."

In the corner of the hall, a young voice sounded: "What about that heretic traitor from Frigga?"

"Young man, don't think that because you are the Son of God, you can just interrupt me."

The majestic pressure swept across the hall, like an abyss or a prison, and the momentum alone caused the space to vibrate slightly, far exceeding level 10!

"...I understand."

"Don't worry about Frigga. The Holy See does not interfere in hegemonic wars."

"I am willing to go alone." It was still the same young voice.

"what ever."

The young man wearing holy silver armor left the dim hall, and the sunlight illuminated his face.

Orona.

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The potion, which was as bright as a red crystal, swayed slightly. Ivo moved his shoulders, and the muscles tensed and relaxed, adjusting to the best condition.

This is [Abel's boiling blood] given to him by the king two months ago, and Ivo is ready to drink it.

He raised his head and took a sip, swallowing the bright red potion. It tasted sweet but pungent, a bit pungent.

A wave of heat spread from his lower abdomen to his limbs, and the depths of his bones were itching unbearably. Ivo stood with his eyes closed, using his willpower to resist the pain.

He sunk his consciousness into his body and could clearly feel the beating of every muscle, the tendons and veins gradually widening, and the bones foaming on the surface under the action of the liquid medicine, as if boiling, becoming stronger.

The change lasted for half an hour, and new physical strength flowed through the body, full of energy.

Ivo silently realized that [Abel's Boiling Blood] has the potential to transform a person's body. His body is stronger and his potential has been increased by at least 20%. This is for the Mimic's body with almost perfect potential. A huge improvement.

"It is indeed a seventh-level magic potion, the effect is extraordinary." Ivo nodded, very satisfied with the changes in his body, which improved the efficiency of future training and saved at least one or two years of growth time.

Ivo took out Cain's Fang, and the rich blood energy rushed towards him. He didn't know how to use this blood holy object. Maybe he could find a blood count or marquis to use it, and then swallow their blood to replenish his vitality, just like for McConlan does the same thing.

The energy contained in Cain's Fang is as vast as the sea, but only the Vampires can absorb it. The Vampire's body is a filter, absorbing the obscure energy of Cain's Fang and turning it into blood and vitality. Ivo can swallow the vitality part of it.

It took him several days to get rid of the blood energy flowing in his body. He had stomachaches every day and felt so good.

Maybe we can make a deal with the Setet family in exchange for some useful things, but the Setet family is famous for being greedy and insidious, eating people without spitting out bones, and Ivo doesn't want to have contact with them.

A smile appeared on Ivo's lips, but other families would definitely be interested in Setet's sacred relics that had been lost for hundreds of years. They just needed to find a suitable time to sell them, and there would be no need to worry about not having a buyer.

There was a knock on the door, and Nafi walked in, looking at Ivo with complicated eyes: "How are you...?"

Ivo spread his hands and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

It had been some time since his speech, and the impact had settled. Ivo did not expect that he could impress everyone. This was indeed the case. A small number of refugees in Liema Town could not accept it. They all hated the heresy and left one after another. Liema Town.

But the vast majority of residents stayed, and the number far exceeded Ivo's estimate, which made him deeply gratified, proving that what he did to Liema Town still touched many people.

Nafi and others' attitude towards him has changed slightly, and their friendship has become deeper. In the past, Ivo hid his secrets, and the tip of the iceberg that was occasionally exposed was always shocking. Now that Ivo has exposed his secret, Nafi and others People got to know him better.

A reformed "heretic" doesn't sound bad.

Moreover, Ivo is still the lord of Liema Town, and they still rely on his protection. Talper and Bilis are the first people not to worry about Ivo's identity. They see the reality clearly.

Nafi came to visit Ivo every two days, seemingly worried that he would be affected by the attitudes of the refugees who left the town, but it was obvious that she was overly worried.

Nafi sat down, wringing her fingers, and whispered: "I really hope the war ends soon."

"Who isn't?" Ivo shrugged, poured her a cup of black tea, took out the herb and betel nut, put them in his mouth, chewed them, and exhaled the lingering smoke.

Na Fei took an elegant sip of black tea, rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are already a noble, and you still eat such cheap things, why not buy a pipe."

"I don't have any tobacco. Can I smoke some air?" Ivo asked angrily.

Nafei covered her mouth and smiled, looking at the withered leaves outside the window, and sighed: "Winter is coming again, and before I know it, the war has been going on for half a year."

Ivo nodded silently and said thoughtfully: "Winter in Frigga is the most difficult. It's time to distribute some cotton clothes to the refugees."

Nafei looked at him, her eyes as gentle as water, revealing her memories, "Do you still remember the first winter we spent together?"

Ivo scratched his head, "Honestly, I forgot."

Nafi snorted softly and whispered: "Although it was snowing heavily at that time, the entire kingdom could not feel the cold. The people stayed at home, and the warmth of the god of fire, Bokared, embraced the people, making them peaceful and peaceful. "

"Indeed, I remember you weren't that old at that time." Ivo recalled with a look on his face.

"Big? Are you saying I'm very old?" Nafei said in a bad tone.

Ivo glanced sideways at the tall and tall mountains. Nafei's face suddenly understood, her cheeks were red, and she became angry and said: "You are teasing me again!"

Ivo immediately became serious and sighed: "Severe winters like this year will probably happen for several years in a row."

"You changed the subject again! Believe it or not, I'm leaving!"

"I don't believe it unless you kiss me."

"you……"

Just as the two were bickering, the curtains moved automatically, and a figure appeared behind Ivo. Nafei immediately stood up, drew out her staff, and stood ready.

Ivo remained unmoved and calmly drank the black tea in the cup without looking back. He said helplessly: "Captain Jameson, do you have to climb through the window?"