Chapter 788 Lan Qi Listens Intently to the Blood Clan's Wail

"Phew, it's good you're okay."

Talia tentatively set down half of her worried heart.

Lan Qi, after accepting the Undying Eternal Punishment, didn't endure any inhuman pain as expected. He even looked quite relaxed, as if there was no cost.

But precisely because of this, Talia couldn't completely relax.

Some things are borrowed; it's just that the time to repay them hasn't come yet.

"Let's look at the options first."

Lan Qi told Talia not to overthink it. He was fine, or rather, to reach a perfect ending, this was a necessary choice.

This time, the options were all place names.

Since it was clear that Lan Keluos wouldn't sit still, he would inevitably go somewhere.

If he went to option A, Nicalis Demon King's Castle, he would probably be looking for the help of the Profane Lord Merogas to jointly attack the Honing Empire.

If he chose option B, Saint Tric, the Honing capital, it should be a direct fast-forward to attacking the Blood Clan's lair, Blood Moon City.

Option C, Hansabeck, was the Honing Empire province with the most simulated investigative activity last time.

"First, exclude going to find the Profane Lord Merogas. Although taking a group of Great Demons to sweep Blood Moon City is more stable, to be honest, time is limited. I've already used the Undying Eternal Punishment on myself, so there's no need to spend time going back to the Demon King's Castle and mobilizing the Great Demons for help."

This simulation also made Lan Qi understand why he could go to the Demon King's Castle.

It was actually a substitute option for "using the Undying Eternal Punishment on oneself."

If Lan Keluos didn't use the Undying Eternal Punishment on himself, he could also call on a group of Great Demons, gather the strongest existing combat power, and launch a full-scale attack on Blood Moon City.

But doing so wasn't a guaranteed win. Even if successful, it would inevitably sacrifice many Great Demons in Blood Moon City. If it failed, it would shake the foundation of the Demon World and even lead to its demise.

For Lan Keluos, he could never repay Kaliyela's kindness. He would gamble his own life rather than gamble the fate of the Demon Race and the lives of the Great Demons on the Blood Clan's desperate gamble.

So, he would go to Blood Moon City alone to settle things.

"Since your condition won't deteriorate, and we have more than five days, it seems there's no need to rush directly to Saint Tric and go straight to Blood Moon City. Instead, we can go to Hansabeck Province first and continue investigating what we didn't finish investigating before?"

Talia suggested to him.

She always felt that what Kaliyela saw before her death might have been more than what Lan Qi saw in the last simulation.

If Kaliyela were to simulate, she knew she couldn't defeat Blood Moon City and would choose a conservative strategy, investigating more information rather than raiding Blood Moon City.

So, even though Kaliyela only simulated once, what she saw might have been more than what Lan Qi knew.

In the last simulation, Lan Qi chose to kill his way to Blood Moon City, also skipping many sights that could have been investigated in Hansabeck Province.

"No problem."

Lan Qi thought the same as Talia and chose to go to Hansabeck Province.

Everything before him changed.

He transformed into Extreme Shadow, speeding south.

The surrounding scenery receded rapidly. After who knows how long, the sky darkened and brightened again. He crossed the Demon World, the Land of Eternal Night, the Saint Plante Theocracy, and traversed tens of thousands of kilometers. The imposing fortress city-state located on the southern border of the Saint Plante Theocracy came into view.

...

The well-arranged streets and ancient, heavy buildings were all in sight.

[You passed through the southernmost part of the Saint Plante Theocracy, the Steel Fortress Oberon, where preparations are underway for the fourth anniversary of the Seville Land Peace Revival with the border city-states of the Honing Empire.]

[Continuing south, you entered the northern province of Helesleine in the Honing Empire.]

[In the Honing Empire border after the war, the cold winter sunlight shines on the main city covered with white snow. Greenhouses, lush vegetables and fruits, children playing and running, bustling markets and commercial plazas, the peace and joy of winter festivals, are all illusions in your eyes.]

[You now look at them with indifference.]

This time, he traveled silently within the Honing Empire for an especially long time.

He passed through countless city-states and landscapes along the way, and when his vision slowed down again, it was already sunset.

Looking around, all around were towering peaks, towering cliffs piercing the sky, valleys shrouded in clouds and mist, and the mountain wind howling. A deep gray castle stood majestically on the highest peak.

[When you see the landmark Lichtenst Castle, you know that you have successfully arrived in the Hansabeck Province region in the north-central part of the Honing Empire.]

[You have given up looking at your hometown, Brunswick Town, one last time because you have more important things to do.]

In the blink of an eye, he passed through the sunny and beautiful town of Lielm and the historically rich city-state of Solon.

[Based on the experience of the last dream, you came to the southern city of Viok.]

[This time, your only purpose is Blood Moon City, but during this period, you decided to investigate information related to Majin.]

[Along the way, you are still worried about the mother and child.]

[Maybe you can save them sooner.]

Night.

The Blood Moon hung high, and the cold moonlight covered the ground like silk.

Lan Qi, carrying a briefcase, avoided the city-state's patrolling knights and came to the depths of a dense forest in the suburbs.

[You move forward, passing through a dense forest in the southeast corner of the suburbs.]

Suddenly.

A strange, fishy smell drifted over, the scent of flesh and blood left behind by wild animals being eaten.

[You look around, your eyes falling on a bush not far away.]

[You approach the bush silently.]

[The cold wind is biting, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.]

[Red light appears in the darkness.]

[The large and small Majin have distorted and deformed bodies, half-human, half-beast, and huddle together, making shrill screams mixed with giggles.]

[Perhaps yesterday they were still living normally in this city-state. The mother worked hard to raise her child. Even though life was a bit poor, the future was full of hope. The child would grow up, earn money, work, and make the family better.]

[However, everything happened too quickly, and the cruel catastrophe shattered their lives into pieces.]

[Unfortunately, they are beyond saving.]

In the next second, Lan Qi pursed his lips tightly and turned his head away. He pointed his finger, and a dazzling fire burst out from the forest floor.

Flames licked, and ashes fluttered.

Only silence remained in the basin.

Everything returned to calm.

"Lan Qi, if there is a third simulation, don't come to this place next time."

...

Talia understood that every time Lan Qi came here and saw this Majin mother and child, unable to save them and having to personally bury them, it was a recurring torment for Lan Qi.

"If only I could have been a little earlier..."

Lan Qi bit his lip.

"You know that the hope is not great. They may have been turned into Majin a day ago, or even earlier. This is not something you can change by being a few minutes or a few hours earlier."

Talia comforted him.

According to the information they obtained in Solon City earlier, there were rumors of Majin in Viok City about two days ago.

Even if this simulation was about a day earlier, there was little hope of preventing the established facts from happening.

"But the image described in the rumors of the Majin is not similar to this Majin mother and child."

Lan Qi frowned and said.

Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that there were other Majin before this mother and child. If so, arriving today might have saved them.

[You are unwilling, but you have to accept reality.]

The surrounding bushes began to twist, and the text of the Tiberius Mirror appeared on the trunks of the trees.

[You will choose next:]

[A. Hunt Majin along the way]

[B. Go straight to the capital]

[C. Continue to investigate]

[d. Intervene personally]

[Remaining life: 3 days, 22 hours, 16 minutes]

"There's still plenty of time this time, and your condition won't weaken. Before going to the capital, we should still have one round to get information, so let's choose the third option this time, continue to investigate?"

Talia suggested.

The last simulation was for the sake of clear thinking and to ensure that they could reach Blood Moon City and fight the Blood Clan, uncovering the truth, so they chose to go straight to the capital.

But this time is different. They have mastered the information that can be obtained by going to Blood Moon City for a decisive battle. In comparison, there are still mysteries lurking on the Majin side.

"I think if we continue to investigate, I'm afraid there's a high probability that we won't find out any cause and effect. If these events of ordinary people being transformed into Majin are happening everywhere, but in every place it's like a stone falling into a deep pool without any sound, it means that all the information you see may just be what someone wants you to see."

Lan Qi's eyes moved upward.

They were placed on the option of hunting Majin along the way.

"You mean...the residents who have become Majin may have had their information erased in advance, and there is a force manipulating the rules of the game?"

Talia understood what Lan Qi meant.

"Yes, continuing to stay here to investigate is more likely to expose ourselves. On the contrary, as long as we hunt Majin along the way, the truth will come to us. Those guys will never sit idly by and ignore a variable like us."

Lan Qi replied affirmatively.

"If the guys who want to deal with us come to kill us, the truth will naturally be revealed. As long as we don't die, we will definitely see the truth."

Talia understood.

Originally, this should have been a gambler's idea, but Lan Qi is now invincible, and no matter how strong the enemy sends assassins, they can't kill him, so the bet is a guaranteed win.

Lan Qi also chose the first option at this point.

Hunt Majin along the way.

[You start to continue south, and as long as you hear news of Majin, you will take action to eliminate them.]

[The name "Devil Hunter Landoer" spread rapidly.]

...

[Originally, you should have become a knight praised by the people.]

[Something unreasonable happened.]

Central-southern Honing Empire, Tarberg Province, Salzburg City.

Thick fog spread on the cobblestone streets, like a thick blanket covering this ancient city-state.

The humid air was filled with a musty smell, mixed with the faint aroma from the bakery in the distance.

A man in a brown cloak emerged from the fog, his leather boots on the stone slabs like a ghost, without breaking the silence of the morning.

The man looked like a traveling merchant, carrying a briefcase.

He walked slowly to the center of the square and stopped in front of a huge wanted notice.

The dim streetlights illuminated the wanted notice, which was written in conspicuous black ink:

"Wanted: Landoer Reinhardt"

"This government has learned that a dangerous element calling himself a 'Devil Hunter' is rampant in the central provinces of the empire. This person creates Majin, harms innocent people, and is conscienceless. Landoer Reinhardt, male, 29 years old, approximately 6 feet tall, strong build, brown hair, green eyes."

"It is reported that this person is good at bewitching people and has high magic power. If you have any relevant clues, be sure to immediately report them to the local garrison. Remember, this person is extremely dangerous and must not act rashly!"

"Special notice."

"Governor of Tarberg Province: Conrad Hoffmann"

"Imperial Calendar, December 28, 614"

Lan Qi, dressed as a merchant, stared at the wanted notice, his brows furrowed.

He looked around, and the square was empty, with only mist rolling under the streetlights.

A cool breeze blew, swirling up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

He took a deep breath, turned and left, his cloak flying behind him, disappearing into the fog.

[You help local residents hunt Majin, and then you start to be wanted on an increasingly large scale. Various provinces claim that you are creating Majin.]

[You are finally sure of the current situation in the Honing Empire.]

"You are obviously a Majin hunter, so how did you become the mastermind behind creating Majin the next day?"

Talia said indignantly.

"It can only be said that the Honing Empire is not clean from the capital to the various provinces."

Lan Qi replied, as if he had expected this worst-case scenario.

[The government of the Honing Empire is not actively responding to the Majin disaster. On the contrary, they are the real leaders.]

If anyone discovers the secret of the Majin.

Then there are only two possibilities: the weaker ones are directly transformed into Majin, and the stronger ones are slandered as the culprits for creating Majin.

In any case, whoever hunts Majin, there will always be Majin where they appear. This doesn't seem like a coincidence and it's easy for people to believe that they are related to Majin.

The Blood Clan controls the government and media of the Honing Empire, and it is easy to turn white into black and black into white.

The perspective cleared from the mist.

The merchant came to a hotel called the Golden Ram in Salzburg City.

A three-story wooden structure building with dark brown walls and a rusty sign hanging at the door with a golden ram's horn painted on it.

He pushed open the heavy oak door and entered the dimly lit lobby.

The boss looked up from behind the front desk, sizing up the guest with suspicious eyes.

...

The merchant took out a few Honing silver coins and placed them on the counter, asking for a room on the top floor.

The boss squinted, counted the silver coins, and then took a copper key from the key rack behind him and handed it to the merchant.

The merchant walked up the creaking wooden stairs to the room at the end of the top-floor corridor.

He opened the door with the key, strode into the room, and then closed the door.

He walked to the window and drew the heavy dark green curtains, and the room suddenly became dim.

The merchant lit the oil lamp on the table, and the warm yellow light illuminated a corner of the room.

He took off his cloak and hung it on the coat rack, and then placed the briefcase on the desk.

"I still collected a lot of Majin body tissues along the way while hunting Majin."

He opened the briefcase, and inside were neatly arranged a dozen glass bottles and jars, each bottle containing different tissue samples, some of which looked like internal organs, and some looked like skin or muscle tissue.

He took out a glass jar containing an eyeball from the briefcase and held it up to the light for a closer look.

This eyeball was much larger than a normal human eyeball, the iris was a strange purple color, and the pupil was vertical like a snake's eye.

The merchant frowned, put the eyeball back in the jar, and then picked up a bottle containing gray tissue.

He studied these Majin body tissues intently, using a magnifying glass to observe, carefully separating different tissues with tweezers and dissecting knives, and recording his findings in a notebook. Occasionally, he would stop, dip a quill in the liquid in the bottle, and draw complex runes and patterns on a piece of parchment.

[You studied the Majin's corpse and found that it did not have surgical marks similar to those of the Honing Empire's experimental field back then. Instead, it was like being poisoned invisibly and easily turned into a Majin.]

[You can't determine what the principle of the Majin's transformation is. It may be a new type of improved technology. Even you, a survivor who has personally experienced the transformation of the Honing Empire's experimental field, cannot discern the cause and effect.]

[No matter which town you go to, you can't detect the Majin lurking among humans, and you can't tell the difference at all. It's as if they are all Majin, but you know that this is obviously impossible.]

"Unfortunately, I'm not very good at this. It seems that Lan Keluos didn't have much time to study these things in his short decades."

Lan Qi couldn't figure it out.

"I can't see what's going on either."

Talia observed through Lan Qi's perspective.

Although Lan Qi said that she was a talented woman in the Demon World, there are specializations in the art industry, and she doesn't dabble much in these demonic taboo transformation experiments. Antanas, who used to be a doctor in the Demon World, and Planai, who was a scholar, may know more about this than her.

"Maybe only those demons in the current Demon World who like to study taboo transformation magic can study some clues."

Talia sighed.

But now there is no time to bring the Majin's body back to the Demon World.

The Honing Empire is at the southernmost part of the mainland map, and the Demon World is in the north. Even if he is now at the ninth level, the little time left cannot be used to travel back and forth like this.

"Actually, there is no need to think about bringing it back to the Demon World on purpose. One is that there is no time, and the other is to just go to Saint Tric and ask."

Lan Qi was not disappointed with the investigation results.

...

New text from the Tiberius Mirror also floated on the glass bottle that he could see.

[Although you have gained something, your information gathering has also fallen into a bottleneck, and at the same time, you are getting closer and closer to the southern capital, Saint Tric.]

[You will choose next:]

[A. Attack the governor]

[B. Go straight to the capital]

[C. Continue to investigate]

[d. Intervene personally]

[Remaining life: 2 days, 19 hours, 55 minutes]

"Lan Qi, are you going to directly attack the governor's mansion in Tarberg Province?"

Talia was eager to try.

The ninth-level Saint Plante Pope can do whatever he wants.

This is the freedom she has never experienced.

"It's okay to do that, but there are only more than two days left. This may be the second-to-last choice in this simulation. Let's go directly to Saint Tric."

Lan Qi didn't want to make too much noise in the southern Tarberg Province and alarm the Blood Clan in the capital, Saint Tric.

Therefore, even the whereabouts of "Traveling Merchant Landoer" have been low-key in the past two days, and he has not shown strength beyond the sixth level at all.

"Let's go!"

Talia couldn't wait to go to Blood Moon City.

After the demonic text in the glass bottle was lightly touched by Lan Qi, the sky became dark and bright.

Lan Qi once again felt the sudden change in the things around him and continued to fly south for a long time.

Until a day and night later.

He arrived at Saint Tric, the southernmost capital of the Honing Empire.

In the faint morning light, the entire capital city of Saint Tric slowly unfolded like a beautiful picture scroll.

Overlooking from a high place, you can see the winding Rhine River like a sparkling ribbon, dividing the city into two. The reflection of the rising sun on the river is particularly dazzling.

Along the riverbank, Saint Tric Cathedral, which Lan Keluos had seen in his dream, stood solemnly in the morning light. Nearby, on Honing Empire Square, early risers were strolling and chatting, enjoying the peaceful morning time.

On the south bank of the river, the iconic Moonlight Tower goes straight into the sky. The observation deck at the top of the tower looks particularly magnificent when the sun rises, and the tower body is plated with a layer of gold.

[After arriving in the capital, Saint Tric, you arrive at the human territory on the north bank, while the south bank is your final destination.]

[You are not in a hurry to go to the south bank, but instead find the street on the north bank from last time.]

[Here, you have captured a spatial node that can lead to Blood Moon City.]

[You waited for the Blood Clan to find you, replaying everything from the previous week and visiting the residents of Saint Tric on the street, asking the same question.]

"The Blood Clan has been protecting us, what's there to be afraid of from Majin, haha."

A passerby replied.

[When you mention Majin, the citizens answer you so actively and kindly.]

["Do you really think of the Blood Clan like this?"]

[You continue to ask calmly.]

"Those damn guys from the Saint Plante Theocracy always like to smear the Blood Clan, but will we believe it? It is the Theocracy that is hurting us, and the Blood Clan is protecting us."

"The Blood Clan should have driven the Demon Race out of this world long ago. That group of Demon Race who violated the North-South Treaty and broke their promises, Majin can't be unrelated to the Demon World, right?"

[Listening to the words of these Honing Empire people.]

...

[This time you laugh with relief.]

[You vividly remember what they look like, ready to become a living blood bag for the Blood Clan at any time.]

The text of the Tiberius Mirror continues to climb on the clothes of these Saint Tric pedestrians, forming densely packed Mozu text——

[You will choose next:]

[A. Wanton destruction]

[B. Raid the Blood Realm]

[C. Stealth investigation]

[d. Intervene personally]

[Remaining life: 1 day, 13 hours, 49 minutes]

"It should be the last choice."

Talia guessed that this round of simulation was coming to an end.

But this time is different from the last dead end.

They have not only mastered the information, but also the power.

"Let me do it myself."

Lan Qi felt that if he didn't play with this max-level account, he would be letting down the sins he suffered at the end of the last simulation.

"Well, I want to play too." Talia pleaded pitifully.

But she knew that she couldn't interfere with Lan Qi's body now.

She could only watch Lan Qi operate.

"I'll let you play when I practice to the ninth level in the real world."

Lan Qi said a little softly.

"Okay, it's settled! You are really a good disciple of Master."

Talia was still very confident in Lan Qi. Although it might not be in his own story when he reached the eighth or ninth level, an unconventional level, she has always been very patient and believed in the strength of the ninth-level version of Lan Qi.

Lan Qi chose to intervene personally for the first time.

Then, everything slowed down.

As if he had woken up from a dream, he gained control of free action and stood in Saint Tric City with incredible reality.

He only saw himself wearing a casual vest and standing on the walking square street in the bustling business district.

In the clear blue sky with sparse clouds floating, a flock of birds flew in the distance.

On both sides of the street, under the green shade of the sycamore trees, the outdoor coffee seats were crowded with people. Well-dressed gentlemen and ladies were taking a rest here, tasting fragrant coffee, talking and laughing.

"Lan Qi, this is so real that it doesn't look like a dream."

Talia thought she had entered a brand new real world.

This is the future completely projected by the Tiberius Mirror.

What is completely different from the artificial shadow world is that the artificial shadow world cannot withstand the full strength of challengers of too high a level. Generally speaking, simulating a shadow world of the fourth or fifth level to provide practice is the limit.

In the Tiberius Mirror, no matter how strong you are, you can take action at will.

"Yes."

Lan Qi looked at all this and said.

This is the legendary magic tool, surpassing epic, even with restrictions and negative effects, it surpasses all common sense.

The guardian sword of the Cricci Empire in the real world, [Ceros Heroic Spirit Sword], must also be a red legend, full of infinite variables.

However, Lan Qi did not have any obsession with the power of red legends.

Once it reaches the red level, it will have a bit of ominousness.

Just like [Palroni's Grudge Record], it is a book-shaped magic tool that was born by engraving suffering and tragedy.

"It's time to do something serious."

Lan Qi took a deep breath and looked around at the Honing Empire crowd walking back and forth.

"Honing people!"

Lan Qi stood on the street and shouted with great force, attracting the attention of the people around him, as if he was going to ask the last question.

"If I want to kill all the Blood Clan, what will you do?"

He asked the people in a loud voice.

The pedestrians in the street and the customers in front of the stores suddenly stopped all the activities they were doing.

They suddenly turned around in unison, stepped heavily, and all looked this way.

"Then you are our enemy!"

The calm expressions on the faces of the Saint Tric residents suddenly became ferocious and fierce, glaring at Lan Qi with anger.

"Hahahaha."

Lan Qi laughed heartily with relief.

On the Saint Tric streets in broad daylight, only Lan Qi's figure was disconnected from the surrounding crowd, stared at by people with hatred, and might be overwhelmed at any time. But he stood alone in place and laughed.

"Lan Qi, can you hear me?"

Talia's voice rang in Lan Qi's ears.

In the last simulation, it was at this moment that Lan Qi's mind was fractured and he could not hear her. He was sad and uncomfortable in his heart, but he laughed uncontrollably.

"I can hear you."

Lan Qi's cheerful voice clearly responded to Talia.

"That's great."

Talia relaxed.

Seeing that Lan Qi was really happy, not suffering, she felt that Lan Qi's mental state had improved again.

She was sure that not only did Lan Qi not trigger a mental fracture this time, but he was even more optimistic.

The angry crowd surged towards him like a boiling pot of water.

"Take back your wrong words!"

The leader was a young man in a suit. He roared, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, like an angry beast, his eyes spitting out the fire of hatred, wanting to give Lan Qi a fatal blow.

"Don't be angry."

Lan Qi's laughter gradually subsided, and his eyes were still so gentle.

He just hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his hand, and a lightning-fast slap flew out.

With a crisp "snap", the youth was knocked away like a baseball, getting farther and farther in the air, disappearing into the sky like a star.

The crowd froze in an instant, their eyes wide with astonishment.

This guy seemed to use a humiliating fairy-tale magic to slap people to I don't know where. It didn't cause much damage and wouldn't slap people to death or fall to their deaths.

"Apologize! Apologize to the Blood Clan!"

But they didn't have time to imagine what level of mage could use this magic effect. Anger quickly overwhelmed the shock, and a dozen more citizens rushed forward with red eyes, cursing loudly, vowing to tear this person who spoke rudely to the Blood Clan into pieces.

Another slap, another one flew away.

"Why are there so many Blood Clan simps?"

Lan Qi's expression did not change, and he was still calm.

He stood in the滔天 wave of people, and his palms were like flowing clouds and flowing water. Everyone who approached him was slapped away by him and turned into a star in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people disappeared.

The remaining people were like crazy people, roaring, and poured into the street from nowhere and rushed towards Lan Qi, drowning his figure like a tide.

"Since you are committing crimes in broad daylight, then I am acting in self-defense. There is no problem with legitimate defense, right?"

Lan Qi waved the back of his hand. Wherever his magic power passed, one capital resident after another rose into the air, flipping freely in the air.

...

The residents of the entire city-state rose into the air like falling leaves.

His palm drove the flow of clouds, changing the appearance of the sky. The power that penetrated the clouds was the unique breath of the wind. The wind gently blew the earth, and everyone in the entire city-state was flying in this hurricane. No one could escape!
In the end, everyone was blown away!

"Damn it, Lan Qi, did you really do it?"

Talia looked at the scene where everyone in the city was blown away.

She never thought that such a thing would be done by Lan Qi, who has always been gentle and easy-going.

With one's own strength, blow away the entire world!
"Now the capital is clean."

Lan Qi put on a silver-white mask with one hand and said with satisfaction in the empty capital of Saint Tric on the north shore.

The streets were empty, and only Lan Qi stood in the center.

"Why do you always have an obsession with wind magic?"

Talia didn't understand why Lan Qi still liked to use wind magic like in the real world, even though he took Lan Keluos's account.

She felt that Lan Qi was kind enough.

The noise of the upcoming battle may be very loud.

People on the ground may be affected.

Once the Blood Clan is hungry, they will all become blood bags.

Blowing all the residents of the capital away to prevent them from approaching the capital again will prevent them from being absorbed by the Blood Clan like desserts later.

It's just that Lan Keluos's body is clearly better at mental or telekinetic magic, but Lan Qi still wants to use wind to blow people away.

"Every time I invite gods, I'm curious about how awesome it would be to use real eighth-level wind magic."

Lan Qi commented as if he had successfully experienced the ninth-level level.

"Are you a child..."

Talia wondered if Lan Qi's thinking was no different from paying for childhood.

But if you think about it, if Lan Qi was a few years old, it might be a little cute, and she might fulfill his wish like a mother.

Forget it, you can't think like this, it seems a bit criminal.

Suddenly, Lan Qi seemed to be locked on by several magic powers.

As early as just now, he showed his own magic power. Just like last time, he was discovered by the Blood Clan Primogenitors under Saint Tric that the Saint Plante Pope had come.

"Why, are you still hesitating to welcome me?"

Without a moment's hesitation, he asked from a distance,
"Then I'll come myself."

Lan Qi grabbed the opening of Blood Moon City along with his voice, along with his magic power.

He took a step towards the south bank, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

In the dizzying space, he felt a slight loss of gravity and broke into a certain barrier.

The surrounding buildings and trees fell upwards rapidly, and the sound of the wind whistled in his ears.

He was falling downwards at an extremely fast speed, and all he could see were upside-down city scenes.

Countless buildings seemed to be embedded in the darkness, inverted and skewed, completely ignoring the laws of gravity. Gorgeous wooden houses and castle-like stone walls were inlaid together, flashing intertwined brilliance and scarlet, and the stacked houses were close together, staggered into four concave, eight convex, and angular geometric patterns.

"Your Holiness, why are you here?"

A mocking voice echoed around, like the announcement of a god.

The entire city seemed to be desperately stretching towards the sky, but helplessly falling towards the earth's core.

...

"Why, aren't you welcome?"

The pope with the silver-white mask hung upside down with his hands behind his back and free-fell towards the direction of the Blood King Palace.

He had already removed his disguise and was ready for battle.

"Hehe, of course you are welcome, but I don't know if Your Holiness will still be as aggressive as you are now."

The voice of the Primogenitor sounded like a phantom in the darkness.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, he was shrouded by a super giant palace.

The wide corridor in front of him suddenly disappeared and reappeared elsewhere. The doors of the rooms suddenly shifted and led to completely different spaces. The stairs spiraled and never ended. The doors on both sides of the narrow corridor opened and closed constantly, revealing horrifying scenes. The surging blood sea was pitch black and seemed to be able to devour everything.

Suddenly, a gorgeous sliding door opened in front of him.

He passed through, and the fall began to slow down.

Lan Qi glanced around and slowly landed in the center of the palace's circular square.

Around the square stood thirteen huge stone pillars, each engraved with a gemstone totem corresponding to the Primogenitor.

"Welcome to Blood Moon City, Saint Plante Pope."

In the bottomless mist at the edge of the Blood King Palace Square, the owner of the voice gradually appeared.

The third Primogenitor, Lashaer, with a delicate face, porcelain-like white skin, and soft brown hair hanging to his shoulders.

He was wearing a pure black velvet dress with the golden Honing aristocratic crest embroidered on the collar.

Duke Lashaer, the third Primogenitor, at first glance, seemed to be just a rich boy from Saint Tric, but when you look directly into his eyes, you will find that his red eyes are bottomless and contain an age far beyond his appearance.

"I really didn't expect you to come. Looking at you today, do you want to cause trouble for us well-behaved Blood Clan?"

Duke Lashaer, the third Primogenitor, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The rest of you, stop hiding and come out."

The pope with the silver-white mask didn't say much to the third Primogenitor. He looked at the mist behind him and locked on the other Primogenitors.

A blazing white lightning burst out from his palm and shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Blood Moon City as bright as day. Countless brilliant light spots quickly gathered in the air and turned into a giant thunder net, covering the sky and covering Blood Moon City.

"Don't do anything as soon as you come, Your Holiness."

A purple-red magic barrier quickly formed around the third Primogenitor Lashaer, blocking the thunder net from the outside.

The two magic powers collided fiercely in mid-air, erupting with a deafening roar.

The Saint Plante Pope didn't move at all, maintaining the lightning.

But gradually, this collision was fruitless.

"Heh, the invincible Saint Plante Pope is nothing more than this."

Duke Lashaer, the third Primogenitor, sneered.

A magic circle covering several kilometers formed under his feet, and the magic power emitted from it far exceeded the pope's magic power just now.

Countless purple-red light spots were frantically circulating in the Blood King Palace, turning into scarlet giant python chains that roared towards the pope's light array, causing the air to freeze.

"..."

The pope with the silver mask did not answer anything and urged his spell, quickly forming a rock sealing shield in front of him.

In the collision between the Saint Plante Pope and the third Primogenitor Lashaer, the rock shield still showed fine cracks, crumbling and precarious.

...

Countless dazzling rays of light shot out from the pope's body and intertwined in mid-air to form ten thousand light wheels, carrying the weight of a thousand pounds, and swept directly towards the third Primogenitor Lashaer.

The two destructive forces collided violently in the void, and the entire Blood King Palace erupted with a deafening roar.

The spells of both sides disintegrated in an instant, and the pope slowly lowered his hand holding the mask.

On the other side, the third Primogenitor Lashaer looked very relaxed.

"Alas, Pope, you are still the same, you can't understand human words. You are so weak, and you still don't understand the situation. Do you really think you are