Demon Royal Family

Paro was not surprised by Ivo's transformed form. There are many mysterious powers in this world. In his mind, the son of the devil is likely to have all kinds of weird abilities.

It has to be said that there are also werewolves and witchcraft augmentation schools who can transform in this world. Of course, these two transformations have great limitations, whether it is strength increase, transformation type, body size limit, and growth. The Mimics are all too different. They are not on the same level. They do not have the ability of Mimics to sublimate their own talents and potential, just like the difference between plastic surgery and pure natural...

Oh, werewolves are natural, but a bit ugly...

However, because of the existence of these two, transformation is not shocking.

Moreover, Paro himself had never heard of the legend of the Mimic and could not think of it.

He thought Ivo had used a sorcery scroll.

Paro turned into a shadow and fought with the Templar captain. He gained the upper hand in an instant. The exquisite temple armor was quickly shattered under Paro's black-edged dagger.

Ivo avoided everyone's sight, released his transformation and put on a black robe before reappearing on the scene.

Paro used dark jump to avoid the "Holy Cleansing", and the two passed by each other. The Templar Captain's trachea was cut open by a dagger as fast as black lightning, and he quickly died of unwillingness.

Ivo couldn't help but sigh. The captain of the night watchman, who he couldn't deal with with all his strength, could not last more than three minutes in the hands of Paro, an eighth-level storm-level assassin.

This is the gap in strength. Only a powerful warrior like Paro is qualified to travel freely across the continent. Ivo's inner desire for power is even stronger.

"Paro, you did a good job, I'll give you a bonus."

Paro: "...No offense, but you don't seem to have as much money as me."

"Sure, then you give me a bonus."

"...Let's talk about something else, okay sir?"

Ivo waved to Xiao Hei: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll come play with you next time."

Xiao Hei turned his head and snorted loudly, returning to the shadow world.

The corner of Ivo's mouth twitched, was this black guy just arrogant?

At this time, Judy's heartbreaking cry came from the edge of the battlefield: "Brother! You can't die!"

Ivo followed the sound and realized that Bruce was hit by the holy cleansing performed by the Templar Captain before his death. At this time, half of his body was wrapped in golden flames, burning with a burnt smell. He was rolling back and forth in pain and wailing, unable to extinguish the flames. .

Ivo walked up to the two of them and said calmly: "He is about to be burned to death."

Judy threw herself at Ivo's feet, as if grasping the last straw, crying: "Sir, please save my brother..."

Paro said coldly: "You betrayed our whereabouts to the night watchman, and you also want to beg me for our help. All you can get is the shadow of death."

"No, no..." Judy cried desperately: "Please save Bruce, I will give you whatever you want, whether it is soul, body or anything else!"

"Another delicious desperate soul." Demacia smiled in her mind.

Ivo sighed: "Forget it, I'll still help her."

Demacia was surprised: "Are you stupid? This woman almost killed you. Are you so weak that you can't even bear revenge?"

Ivo smiled slightly: "They are still useful, so I decided to tolerate them."

Demacia asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Ivo: "I am not a good person. I never forgive others easily - unless he is one of my tribe. When it is profitable, there is nothing wrong with being appropriately tolerant."

"Compared to these two little guys, I hate the Templars more. I almost died under this guy's sword," Ivo said lightly: "Old Ford died at the hands of the Night Watch. Judy and Bruce's trust in the church If I waver, I show tolerance. With the comparison, there will be two more potential believers, and maybe they can cause a little trouble to the church in the future. This is the first reason.

"Second, a Night Watch captain died here. After Paro and I left, Judy and Bruce, the only ones who had contact with us, would undoubtedly become the targets of the Night Watch. Even if they were captured, they wouldn't be able to ask much about me. The intelligence only distracts the attention of the night watchman, which is killing two birds with one stone."

"I didn't let them see my face. They didn't know my identity. They couldn't threaten me even if they got the handle."

Demacia was speechless: "...an insidious guy."

"This is not called insidious, this is normal use of IQ."

There is another reason that is not mentioned. Ivo admires the family affection of Judy's family and does not want his relatives to go into darkness, but he can fall into the abyss without hesitation for the sake of his relatives.

In fact, Ivo guessed that Judy would attract enemies, but he could only watch helplessly, because he and Paro were here to accept old Ford into the society. If his daughter was killed, it would be useless to join the society.

Winning followers is also hard work...

Ivo ignited a frost fire in his hand, freezing the golden flames on Bruce's body into ice. Bruce was burned to half his body and passed out weakly. Judy hugged him tightly in surprise, fearing that she had lost her last relative in the world.

Judy looked up at Ivo with an extremely complicated expression. She didn't expect that after she betrayed them, they were still willing to trade with her. Are devils so cold and ruthless, with only interests in their eyes? She said in a trembling voice: "Take mine Soul, it’s just a deal.”

But Ivo shook his head: "Your soul is too boring and has no flavor of despair. I don't need it."

Judy's face turned pale, she bit her lip and stared at Ivo. She slowly unzipped her leather armor and walked towards Ivo.

Ivo was shocked: "What do you want to do?"

Judy held back her tears, "You don't look down on my soul. I only have this relatively clean body to trade with. I sacrifice my purity to the devil. Are you coming one by one or together?"

Girl, you may have misunderstood.

Ivo stepped forward helplessly, put the leather armor he took off on Judy's delicate body, and pretended to be sexual and cold: "We don't need you - whether it is soul or body, your father blocked it for me. With one sword, he has paid the bill for you, you can go, remember, don’t say you have seen us.”

Judy froze suddenly and couldn't hold it back any longer. Tears burst out of her eyes. She had hurt them, and these devil's representatives actually repaid them with kindness. At this moment, she was simply ashamed.

Could it be that the devil is more noble than the church?

The loyalty she had always been instilled by the church collapsed at this moment.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I, I thank you..." Judy choked with tears, and Ivo's image instantly became dazzling.

Ivo's face was stern, and he pretended to be cold and displeased: "The word thank you is insulting a devil, get out of here, or I will change my mind and kill you."

Judy burst into laughter. In her opinion, Ivo was a sharp-tongued man.

She carried the unconscious Bruce on her back and gradually walked away. Finally, she turned back and said seriously: "Two adults, I will keep your secret in my heart. Even if you don't admit it, I will remember your kindness. One day, I will repay you."

"Hmph, get out of here."

Judy smiled and quickly disappeared into the woods.

"..."

Paro would not interfere with Ivo's decision, but at this time he was a little curious: "Sir, why did you let her go unconditionally?"

Ivo was silent for a long time, his tone was heavy and hopeless, "You think I don't want to? I'm only eleven years old, you teach me?!"

Paro: "...My lord, please have my condolences."

Ivo came to the body of the Templar Captain and checked his package. There must be a lot of good stuff in the backpack of a Night Watch Captain.

However, to Ivo's surprise, there was only one disc in the package, which could not be used for anything. The disc was as big as a palm and seemed to be made of brass. It had faint lines engraved on the surface and felt a bit rustling to the touch. Ivo Strangely: "What is this?"

Turning the brass disk over, a line of engraved words jumped into view: "Augusta."

He hissed. He had seen this name before. On the night he left the tribe, his father, Boss Bogdo and Berman each gave him a letter, saying that he could seek help from the recipient, Augusta. It was the recipient's signature on the letter given by Berman.

Ivo was confused. He flipped through the package and found a black cowhide notebook. Ivo was shocked. This was the mission record book of the captain of the night watchman. It recorded the process of scouting ruins and killing heretics.

Now was not a good time to read. He put the brass disc and the Night Watch Captain's notes into the space ring, and quickly left the scene with Paro.

…

Less than ten minutes later, four injured "White Gloves" discovered the captain's body and stood in grief and anger. They pursued Paro, but three of their companions were killed and lost the target.

The strongest captain chased another black-robed man, but was also killed, proving that the other black-robed man was even more powerful.

Two equally powerful devil believers appeared within a hundred miles of Lasces City. This was a big event.

Moreover, the "key" in the captain's package is missing and may have been taken away by the man in black robe.

"The captain died in their hands, these devils!"

"We must notify Lascelles Cathedral and send more Templar Knights to investigate and hunt them down."

"The wanted level of these two men in black robes will be raised to 'dark yellow'!"

In the Inquisition, heretics are divided into several colors, representing different levels of destructive power and threat. Yellow is a medium threat, and only two or three teams of Templars can capture them.

Suddenly there was a breeze in the forest, and the faint smell of blood appeared out of thin air, as if some existence was spying on them.

"This ominous feeling..." The four Templar knights were shocked and drew their swords: "It's the Vampires!"

Laughter rang out from the forest, "As expected of a night watchman, his perception is keen, but this can only speed up your death process."

The leaves were falling, and three figures suddenly appeared in three directions, as if they had been standing there all along.

The dark cloak that looks like bat wings, the thin and pale cheeks, the pupils like molten gold produced by eating human blood, and the evil temperament, this is the race of the night that once ruled the world, the Vampires!

"Escape!" Without any hesitation, the Templar Knights broke out in all directions. The Vampires were the kings of the night, and they had no chance of winning.

The three vampires turned into quick shadows and flashed past. Each of them stopped a Templar knight. Their golden nails clasped the knight's sword. One of the long-haired vampires chuckled and said: "The night watchmen are all difficult hounds. , we can’t let the count’s whereabouts be discovered.”

Blood Count? The night watchmen were shocked. Could it be that one of the two men in black robes just now was a blood count.

This information is so important that it must be sent back to Lascelles Cathedral.

These three vampire barons were very powerful. The last remaining Templar gritted his teeth and resolutely fled alone. This was not because he was cowardly, but because the information had to be conveyed by someone.

Dark night is the home ground of the Vampire Clan, and soon three Templar Knights were lying dead on the spot. The Vampire Clan barons tsk-tsked: "One of them escaped."

Another vampire baron complained about the long-haired vampire who just spoke: "You talk too much."

The long-haired vampire snorted: "Our mission is just to hunt down the Templars in Lasces as much as possible. Do you know what 'try' means? Anyway, with the count's power, no one can detect him and hunt down the night watchman." , It’s just for the convenience of our family.”

The blood clan is linked by blood. The fourteen upper-level families with the purest and most powerful bloodline form the Blood Council, and there are dozens of lower-level families spread across all continents.

They are members of the low-ranking Glomar family. The strongest member of the family is the Blood Count. For an ulterior purpose, all members of the Glomar family entered the Kingdom of Lasces.

"Speaking of which," the long-haired vampire suddenly wondered: "Almost all of these night watchmen are injured. The smell of blood attracts us, but who is fighting them?"

Ivo and Paro left in time, and the three vampires did not notice them. They showed up to hunt down the night watchmen just to complete the family mission.

On the other side, the Templar Knight who had a chance to escape was not at peace in his heart: "One of the two men in black robes must have a blood count who doesn't want to expose his whereabouts, so he ordered the blood baron to hunt us down. The threat of the blood count is too great , we must report to the cathedral and raise the wanted level of those two men in black robes to 'red'!"

There are only six red heretics in the Kingdom of Lasces, and there are two more heretics tonight. This will definitely be a big event that shocks Lasces Cathedral!

A wonderful misunderstanding, formed by mistake.

...Well, actually, this misunderstanding is not very good.

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