You call this a black hand?

Mellen didn't pay attention to what was happening outside.

Although he found an inexplicable middle-aged man pushing open the door without his consent, the man only glanced at him, turned around and left in a hurry.

It's like someone walked into the wrong door.

It was true that he was accompanied by the old butler Fox, but the old man didn't say anything and left in a hurry.

Before leaving, I kindly closed the door tightly.

The behavior of the two seemed a bit abnormal, but Mellen was busy "confronting" the teacher and had no time to pay attention to it——

Considering that they both belong to the "Holy Spirit", doing some intimate activities with the teacher seems to be able to relieve her state.

So even though he saw the teacher turned into a snake looking at him strangely, Mellen still didn't hesitate and covered the snake on his body.

At first it didn't do anything extraordinary, it just circled around his upper body.

The extremely cold feeling was close to his skin, freezing Melen to death.

But later, she didn't know whether it was because she had been lingering for a long time that some kind of desire arose, or she felt that this method was too slow to relieve her, so she actually wanted to climb down!

However, taking into account the size and aesthetic issues of the species, Mellen said that nothing could be done to allow it to escape from the scope of its upper body.

Otherwise, he would be even more Xu Xian than Xu Xian.

However, if some of the snake's perverted ideas are not satisfied, it obviously becomes more and more dissatisfied.

All over his body, the force that was originally gently and gently wrapping around his upper body began to obviously increase in intensity.

Mellen was very sad and angry.

If the teacher were in human form, he would have obeyed long ago.

But this is a snake...

"Can I use my hands?"

He even thought about this question, "Some people who raised cats in the past life said they could use small cotton swabs to do it?"

"But snake's and cat's are obviously not the same thing..."

Mellen didn't know much about this aspect, and he felt that it was obviously impossible for ordinary people to know this kind of trivial knowledge.

However, just when he reached out and grabbed the tail of the snake in his arms, hesitating whether to practice it and gain true knowledge, an extremely desolate and painful wail suddenly came from outside the window!

The sound was extremely loud, as if it was very close, and it startled Mellen.

However, when he turned around to look, he found nothing.

The sky outside the window was already like dawn, and there was a faint light.

But other than that, there is basically nothing to see.

And the howl, which sounded like it was coming from the abyss, was completely silent after the last sound.

"Is the dragon dead?"

Mellen thought of this possibility.

Guderian, who attacked him, had told him before that dragons would be slain during the ceremony, which was very lively.

So although he was very busy, he still noticed that the ceremony of the group of truth believers was carried out in advance.

After all, there were many roars coming intermittently during this period, which were ferocious and painful, much more violent than the noise caused by killing pigs.

It's a pity that Mellen has no time to pay attention to this aspect now.

He didn't even have the heart to see what was going on with Alyssa, who was left in the underground palace by her teacher.

Because compared to the current "crisis", those things don't seem to affect him yet.

"If I really have something to do with Destiny's Child, then they can contact me. But if it doesn't matter, this matter has nothing to do with me at all, and there is no need to pay any attention to it..."

With this thought in mind, Mellen took a deep breath.

After pulling the black viper with beautiful scales in his arms to his eyes, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But just as he opened his mouth, Mellen felt a sense of dizziness coming from the depths of his mind!

Along with it, there was a trivial, inaudible voice emerging from the bottom of my heart.

Somewhat like the mysterious calling he encountered before.

But the difference is that that call is much clearer, and it won't make him faint at all!

"do not……"

Meren panicked because of this. He stared at the golden vertical boy of the black snake in front of him and the pink letter that was constantly swallowing. He gritted his teeth and wanted to throw this thing out of the window regardless.

However, as soon as I stood up, my dizziness suddenly worsened, as if I had low blood pressure!

Staggering in his steps, Meren fell face down to the ground, fainted with a pale face.

Therefore, he did not notice that the black viper, which had been thrown aside by inertia as it fell to the ground, suddenly twisted and turned back into a human form after landing on the ground and coiling around for a few times!

Obviously, Mrs. Chelsea was not completely sane before!

…

The small town of Fairleigh is located on the edge of a forest on the outskirts of Graham City.

Unlike other places shrouded in darkness, this place is filled with a lot of light.

It was a fire, coming from a square in a remote area of ​​the town, like a huge bonfire, lighting up the whole town like daylight.

This situation was obviously strange, but it did not attract the attention of the people in the town.

Because they had fallen into a state of drowsiness imposed by the spell.

Because of this, they were unable to see the thousands of mysterious men in black who were now forming a dozen teams in a circle around the "bonfire".

He kept walking forward, regardless of the heat wave, he cut his wrist open and sprinkled his blood into the flames.

The bonfire covers a very large area and looks like a small sun falling into the center of the square.

The heat radiated even distorted the air of the entire town.

And if you look closely, you will see that the source of the flame is not actually made up of firewood, but is instead made up of a large number of flesh and blood organs——

Huge eyes, broken bones, adhering organs, ferocious head...

They were engulfed in flames and looked vague from the outside, but the crackling sound of burning muscles and fat was like a wonderful gospel, making every man in black who came close to the bloodletting tremble with excitement.

"Cut a giant lava dragon alive into thousands of pieces and perform so-called sacrifices... Such a bloody practice, the United Council didn't classify this group of truth believers as a cult?"

The old president of the Mixed-blood Association is currently sitting cross-legged on a floating blue flying carpet.

Next to him was an old man with gray hair wrapped in a white robe.

Looking at the situation in the square below, his expression was full of disgust.

"I think if necessary, they can even cut an innocent person into thousands of pieces to satisfy their so-called disgusting habits of the child of destiny!"

"Crazy people are basically unreasonable."

Hearing this, the old president said slowly: "Being angry because of a madman is something only a fool would do."

"I'm not angry at these lunatics."

The old man in white robe glared at the other person, "You know what I'm talking about!"

"Of course, of course, you are very dissatisfied with the stance of some big shots on cult law."

The old president nodded and said: "But the reason why big shots are big shots is because they have the power to do whatever they want, and we don't."

"So, you're going to talk about your idea of ​​fighting for power again?"

The old man in white robe said disdainfully: "To fight for power, you have to integrate into the rules set by those people, and you can only be their dog. What's the point of that?"

"What's wrong with being a dog?"

The old president said without changing his face: "Our association has recently become Mrs. Chelsea's dog, but it's a very comfortable life."

This sounds shameless and simply infuriating.

However, after taking a closer look at the old president of the mixed-race association, the old man in white robe suddenly laughed.

"Forget it, Jacques, if you were really willing to be a dog, you wouldn't have dragged me to see what these madmen were doing to sacrifice themselves."

"I just don't want to miss this excitement."

"Really?"

The old man in white robes said meaningfully: "Chaos is an opportunity and a ladder. This is the concept you preached everywhere in your early years."

"When I was young, I was always very impulsive in doing things."

The old president said noncommittally: "It is impossible for this world to become chaotic again."

"But if the existence of Destiny's Child is true."

The old man in white robe said: "What will she reveal to these madmen?"

"If destiny is real, what else does she need to preach about?"

"how could I know?"

"But you were expecting."

The old man in white robe said firmly, "You are looking forward to change, looking forward to secrets, looking forward to chaos, so you will pull me to see this group of people making such bloody sacrifices, right?"

The old president did not respond when he heard this.

After taking a few glances at the brightly lit square below, he focused on an inconspicuous old building at the end of the square.

After watching for a moment, he suddenly asked: "Are you sure this is just an ordinary church?"

"The Church of the Night abandoned the building in this town. I even went to pee in it when I was a child. Is there anything that can't be confirmed?"

The old man in white robe replied like this. He looked at it and was stunned for a moment.

Because the church is changing.

Nothing can be seen from the outside, but the inner aura is getting darker and deeper.

It's as if something that has been dormant for a long time is slowly waking up!

"There is really a secret?"

He was very surprised by this.

I talked about it before, but I was just guessing what my old friend was thinking.

He never thought that the group of lunatics below could really cause any trouble!

"But that doesn't mean that the child of destiny is real."

Instead, the old president next to him said: "Be patient and wait and see. If something unusual happens, it's not too late to get excited."

Who said I was excited?

The old man in white robe glanced at the other party when he heard this, but said nothing more.

He stared intently at the church that seemed to him more and more mysterious, really expecting some kind of change to happen.

…

What happened in the suburban town attracted more and more attention, but no one could imagine that all this would have something to do with a certain young man.

Young people themselves can't think of it.

Because after he fell into a coma, he was having a dream.

A seemingly never-ending dream related to snakes.