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Committee for the Balance of Paranormal Creatures.

As soon as this sentence came out, Tang Bai immediately understood who was behind it.

Klaus, the ancestor of vampires.

Founder of the New Orleans Paranormal Balance Council.

"What did Klaus ask you to do to me?" Tang Bai asked again.

"I don't know." Makad Bell shook his head. As soon as she said these words, it was obviously proved from the side that the person targeting Tang Bai was Klaus.

"Who knows?" Tang Bai asked.

"Lilia Klaus does not allow us to observe." Makad Bell murmured back.

"Makad, are you crazy? How dare you!" A sharp female voice suddenly rang, "You will kill us!"

Tang Bai followed the source of the sound and saw a middle-aged witch with thinned hair in pigtails. She was looking at Makad Bell with a frightened and angry expression. Tang Bai raised his finger lightly in the middle of his lips and made a silent sound.

gesture.

"Quiet."

The scolding was accompanied by a [fainting] spell, which fell on the angry witch. Then came one after another [fainting] curse, killing the remaining witches who were still awake.

After they were all knocked unconscious, Tang Bai was satisfied and turned his attention again to Makad Bell, who was still lying on the ground.

Although the witches around Makad Bell were also harmed by Tang Bai's spell, the connecting spell was undoubtedly not disturbed by the damage and was successfully lifted. Tang Bai just caught up to the end. Now in

Tang Bai's hands and feet were still conscious, that is, Makad Bell.

"Lilia, is you the person in charge here, the leader of you witches?" Tang Bai thought of what Markad Bell said just now that Lilia is the most powerful person here.

"Yes. She is the most powerful witch among us." Makad Bell glanced at her unconscious companion on the ground. She wanted to control her body and mouth, but she felt frightened and powerless.

However, no matter how she tried to control it, this effort was useless.

As long as Tang Bai spoke, his voice seemed to have the devil's magic power, and he could easily get all the secrets they wanted to know from his mouth. Her consciousness was still there, but she just couldn't control her mouth and face.

Muscles, whenever Tang Bai asked, she had to answer.

"Where is she now?" Tang Bai asked.

"I don't know, she doesn't like others to inquire about her affairs and whereabouts." Makad Bell shook his head in panic.

"Not clear? How could you not be clear? Could it be that she is not your leader, not your leader?" Tang Bai frowned.

"Lilia is our leader, but she is very different from us." Makad Bell murmured.

"What's the difference?" Tang Bai asked reluctantly.

"She has never lived here, and when she has no business, she is rarely happy to be with us. In her eyes, we are not her partners, but simple servants and subordinates." Makad Bell said.

Xu said slowly: "We regard our power as life, but she only regards this power as a means that can be used."

"Oh~!" Tang Bai whistled: "You sound like you don't like her very much."

"It's not just me, not many people here like her. It's because of her that we settled here." Makad Bell has obviously given up resistance completely and is no longer fighting for the mysterious power flowing in her body.

What control over the body has.

After giving up resistance and completely relaxing, Makad Bell's body, which had been twitching slightly, calmed down. After taking the truth serum, the difference between resisting and giving up resistance lies in how much you say.

If you consciously resist, you will ask and answer questions. You will only answer questions related to the question. Any more words will be forcibly gathered and pressed back. But after losing resistance, it will no longer be a simple question and answer. Do not suppress the kind of question.

The desire to export will make you unable to stop talking more.

Just like Makad Bell now.

"Can't you resist?" Following Makad Bell's narration, Tang Bai also identified Lilia as the key figure in wooing and recruiting witches.

"No, Lilia is very powerful. And she has her own witch servants. Those witches recognize Lilia's ideas." Makad Bell shook his head and said: "We don't want to have any conflict with her. Our strength comes from

Our ancestors are buried here. We cannot leave this area. Once we leave, it means giving up our own power."

Makad Bell paused for a moment and said with a very solemn expression: "No witch would be willing to do this and give up her power. Once a dispute starts with Lilia, then one party will definitely not stay.

The result of one party being expelled. Because there is no way out for both parties to retreat. The witches here will not hurt each other easily."

"How did you know about her conspiracy with Klaus? According to what you said, she shouldn't trust you." Tang Bai felt vaguely confused.

"I happened to be present at the Supernatural Creatures Balance Committee that day. I saw Klaus." Makad Bell said seriously.

"Why are you hostile to each other? There are werewolves, vampires, and even immortal vampire ancestors in this city. In this case, shouldn't you witches be closely united together?" Tang Bai asked.

Follow the path.

Makad Bell, who was originally calm, suddenly started to tremble again. Her pupils were constricted and her lips were trembling, as if she was forcibly suppressing something. Tang Bai's eyes lit up when he saw her appearance.

With Cad-Bell's appearance, he was obviously trying his best to avoid revealing any secrets. It was obvious that Tang Bai's question was the one that Cad-Bell was least willing to reveal deep down in his heart.

"Say it, don't hide it. I'm all ears." Tang Bai's voice was soft and soothing, unhurried.

For Makad Bell, Tang Bai's soft and soothing tone was like a hazy voice that reached deep into her heart, carrying an irresistible magic power that relaxed her body and weakened her resistance.

, beguiling her to surrender to the owner of that voice.

"Lilia wants to gain more powerful power, and this power is based on sacrifice. What should she do?" Makad Bell said dejectedly.

"Sacrifice?" Tang Bai immediately thought of a possibility and asked tentatively.

"Yes, sacrifice! Through the ritual of sacrifice, you can gain more and more power." Makad Bell obviously resisted the question he was answering.

"I know that you have a sacrificial ritual called harvest sacrifice. You sacrifice your own blood descendants to satisfy your ancestors. Then your ancestors will feed back to you powerful power, allowing you to use magic freely.

.Isn’t this kind of ritual part of your custom? Why do you feel resistant?” Tang Bai, who got the definite answer, immediately thought of the memory of his ancestors’ magic.

As he said, ancestral magic is a ritual to gain power through blood sacrifice. In Tang Bai's impression, this kind of ritual seems to have always been the tradition of witches who use ancestral magic. According to theory, if

If they don't want to lose their power and become an ordinary person, it seems that witches such as Makad Bell should not hate and resist this traditional ritual.

But the Makad Bell in front of him did not hide his disgust and resistance at all, and even a little fear.

"No! Although I don't know where you, an outsider, heard of this, the ceremony prepared by Lilia is not a harvest sacrifice ceremony!" Makad Bell denied: "The harvest sacrifice ceremony,

It is only held every three hundred years. Moreover, only the elders among witches understand the ritual steps and incantations."

"Lilia is not an elder. It has only been about two hundred years since the last Harvest Sacrifice ceremony was held. There is still at least a hundred years before the next Harvest Sacrifice begins. It is another kind of sacrifice.

"

Makad Bell obviously didn't want to say more, and she only reluctantly answered Tang Bai's answer. It was obvious that she was also restraining her desire to tell.

"What kind of sacrifice? I need to be more specific. If you can answer it well, I may be able to help you solve some problems." Tang Bai gently seduced Makad Bell, encouraging her to talk more.

"Only Lilia and a few of her confidants know the incantations and steps of the ritual. As for us? She doesn't trust us. But any type of sacrifice requires sacrifice. The more powerful the sacrifice, the stronger the holy spirit being sacrificed.

I'm satisfied." Makad Bell seemed to have recalled some scenes that she didn't want to recall, and there was a trace of lividness on her face when she spoke.

"What kind of sacrifice did Lilia choose? Human? Or other supernatural creatures?" Tang Bai sensitively realized that the reason why Markad Bell and other witches and Lilia had a rift was probably because of the sacrifice.

"Witch." A flush appeared on Makad Bell's face.

"She used a witch as a sacrifice?" Tang Bai was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

The Harvest Festival also uses witches, or young witches with special talents. They also need to be sacrificed, but according to the steps and instructions, the young witches who died in the Harvest Festival will carry with them powerful powers after the ceremony is over.

Reborn from the ashes and resurrected with the blessings of our ancestors.

As for the inexplicable sacrificial ritual used by Lilia, the sacrificed witch may have really gone to another world. (To be continued.)