Odd Containment Specialist

"Carrying 30,000 corpses down the frozen waterfall, collapsing the walls with the cries of the dead..."

Su Weiyu re-summarized one of the contents and frowned.

"The 700th year since the silver moon was knocked off its edge...do we know anything about this history?" Xia Shou raised his head and asked the translator.

From the members of the Paradise Choir, Xia Shou knew that the history of the current world was not the real history. This should be common sense that all researchers at the Control Bureau should know.

"I have no impression." The scholar who specializes in historical research shook his head.

Xia Shou sighed heavily: "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to ask him for more detailed information."

"Ask who?"

"I don't know that person's name, but his nickname is the King of Night and Fire. Some people call him the Eternal Grand Duke. He is a vampire." Xia Shou replied.

The faces of the scholars around him suddenly changed: "Are you sure he said he is the king of night and fire?!"

"Well, what's wrong? Is he famous?"

"Of course, the legendary hunter turned into a vampire for unknown reasons and launched a hunting operation against his original companions, directly creating the era of vampire power."

"The era of vampire power?"

"Well, that is to say, vampires do not need to hide in secret. Even in normal times, they can interact with humans as vampires, form cooperative relationships with high-level human dignitaries, and complete the enslavement of low-level people in an open and honest manner. At that time, high-status people Vampires do not need to hunt themselves, blood is supplied through special channels.

And this phenomenon is directly caused by the King of Night and Fire in your mouth. His original name should be Rosa.

Rosa is famous for his love of reading. During his reign, he collected a large number of books of all kinds and used magic to build a vampire library. If this page was given to you by him, it should still be of reference. "

Su Weiyu touched her chin and said in confusion: "But doesn't the Blood Mother Cult also record the origin of the Blood God? It was a woman who fell off a cliff and met a baby skeleton, and then she became the Blood Mother."

Xia Shou nodded in agreement: "This is indeed a contradiction, but Rosa showed me the Blood God token Yi Lei gave him, a wet red bone."

And the last thing written in this story is - "His bones are like blood, and they will always be dripping red."

"Could it be that...the bone Uncle Yi Lei brought up is the bone of the dog in the story?" Su Weiyu guessed.

"It's very possible! Moreover, the firing squads that were made into ballet works before had a severely putrid corpse stench that they should not have. In this story, there are also red holes full of corpse stench." Xia Mamoru felt that some pieces of the puzzle were gradually being put together.

However, although it was Yi Lei who sent Su Zhengyi's family to the Blood Mother Cult, the top priority now is not to continue to track down Yi Lei, but to rescue Su Weiyu's parents and sister.

"Let them pursue these clues, and we will continue as planned." Xia Shou said.

Su Weiyu nodded, clenched her fists gently, then took a deep breath, and said to herself in her heart, the more times like this, the more calm she needs, as you can't save people by being anxious.

"Gu Gu Gu~"

Xia Shou's stomach screamed with hunger. Su Weiyu looked at him and smiled, and said softly: "No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat. Let's go eat. I haven't been to Edinburg yet. You can try some local food." specialties.”

"Well, the brain lacks sugar, and it feels like the efficiency of using the brain has become lower." Xia Shou also smiled.

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"Boom..."

Thunder rolled in the clouds, leaden cumulonimbus clouds pressed down from the sky like a thick curtain, and electric snakes flickered in the depths.

With a thunderous explosion, heavy rain poured down.

In the middle of the narrow alley, a sixteen-year-old boy put his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.

There were corpses lying around him. To be precise, corpse parts two centimeters square were scattered everywhere.

Each piece of corpse is a standard perfect cube, with very smooth and smooth sections. These pieces of flesh originally belonged to more than thirty people, but now they have become blood tofu all over the floor, with blood seeping into the gaps of every stone slab.

The violent rain washed down, rushing the blood and body parts to the low-lying areas on both sides of the alley, and then fell into the manhole cover along the drainage route. It is estimated that people will continue to find these corpses all over the city tomorrow.

Of course, it may not be discovered because it is too small, and the sewer rats can eat them all if they work a little harder.

Heavy rain patted the boy's shoulders, his white sportswear stuck to his skin, and his hair stuck to his forehead.

He dragged his vain steps forward and picked up a severed arm and a copper coin mask on the ground.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the person five meters away in front of him.

Even if it rained, he could still smell the extremely strong corpse odor emanating from the other party.

"Who are you?" the boy asked.

The man in the cloak avoided answering and said to himself: "Let someone pretend to be himself and have a big fight with the person just now, and then on the way to escape, he personally hides in the crowd and launches a fatal sneak attack on the other person.

This is a good idea. After all, who would have thought that you, who have aged to that extent, can regain your youth under the spell of the Blood Mother Cult? However, you can't call it regaining your youth. After all, you are this age.

But you didn't expect that as a member of the Control Bureau, he would not hesitate to use a fatal power on ordinary people. "

The young man frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Why do you want to help me?"

"Your sister has been looking for you. She hopes you will go back and stop going against the Control Bureau."

Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly and fell into silence.

After a while, he sneered: "Kanae? She is still so naive. How dare a loser like her dare to pity me? I should obviously be the heir to the An Gang family. Those old immortals are really blind."

"I can understand that the Blood Successor Family is that kind of family that pays more attention to the heredity of strength than the strength itself, but in fact you could have stayed, right? Although your heritability is not high, if it were your siblings …”

Before the mysterious man could finish his words, the young man interrupted him with a sharp roar:

"Who would do such a disgusting thing!! Such perverted family rules should have been abolished long ago!

If those old immortals are unwilling, then I will do it myself and I will definitely make them understand!

Sooner or later they will know! What really matters is the power itself! "

"Hmph, you are a high-risk criminal. You are still a brat after all. Do you think your current position in the Blood Mother Cult was earned by your own strength?"

"What do you mean?" An Gang Xiongwu frowned displeased.

The mysterious man still didn't answer his question, and the conversation suddenly changed: "Do you like that idol star? She is the saint of your current Blood Mother Sect."

An Gang Xiongwu let out a disgusted sneer: "You think you can tell me what to do after you saved me? You were able to cut off Bai He's arm just because of a sneak attack... But the superpower you just used felt pretty good. "

"I'm not interested in starting a fight with you. Your sister's message has been sent to me. Goodbye."

After saying that, the other party jumped up to the wall beside him with an extremely light and agile posture, and disappeared into the hazy rain curtain.

An Gang Xiongwu stared at the place where the other party disappeared for a while, then looked down at the severed arm in his hand, and said with an angry smile: "Let this be a meeting gift for you."