After handling the gains from this time and granting the purified "Witch King" Beyonder characteristic to
Among them, the focus of his attention was the performance of the "God's Perversity" Sia in various aspects, thereby evaluating just how powerful an Angel was.
If they were to encounter head-on, going all out, then he might not even have the chance to "summon" an Angel's projection, unless he could succeed in one go... Of course, his target, the Dark Demon Wolf
He had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility: Could the Dark Demon Wolf Kotar have already advanced, becoming Sequence 1 "Mystery Servant"? It created a city of puppets just to mislead potential trackers, such as "Angel of Time"
He couldn't rule out this situation... Mm, there was also another possibility: that the Dark Demon Wolf Kotar had fully mastered that "Curtain" and now had pseudo-Sequence 1 strength... The more Klein thought about it, the more he felt that the next action might be even more dangerous than he had anticipated.
The Dark Demon Wolf had survived for so many years in the God-forsaken Land, and even Amon, the "God of Deceit," could not successfully capture It, indicating that Its strength and wisdom were of a very high level!
He needed to make more preparations for the hunting plan targeting It... Klein frowned slightly and slowly exhaled.
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Emlyn sat on the leather sofa in the living room, crossing his right leg over his left thigh, patiently waiting for Baron Casimir to arrive.
Before long, that middle-aged gentlemanly vampire baron entered the living room, glanced at Emlyn, and said: "Viscount White, why are you visiting so late at night?"
Emlyn chuckled and said: "Isn't this just the start of a day? Look, the crimson moon outside is so beautiful."
Casimir very much wanted to retort to this young vampire, saying that when you were at Harvest Church, you always kept the "good habits" of waking up at seven in the morning and going to sleep before eleven at night, but after hesitating, he still held back and instead said: "What exactly is your business?"
Emlyn raised his hand to straighten his suit, pulled his tie, slowly stood up, slightly lifted his chin, and said: "Tell Lord Nibais that he can prepare a 'Count Investiture' ceremony."
"..." Casimir instinctively asked, "What are you saying?"
As soon as the words were spoken, he suddenly came to a realization, recalling Emlyn's previous application: "You, you got the Count, no, the 'Witch King's' Beyonder characteristic?"
Emlyn savored the feelings of this moment and responded with a smile: "Did you think I borrowed the 'Pure White Gaze' just for a joke?"
As he spoke, he took out the bronze box inlaid with multiple rubies, opened it, and showed the eyeball-like glass ball inside, indicating that he had not lost it and was about to return it.
Casimir's gaze flickered a few times as he said: "Does the Rose School of Faction, Temperance faction, still maintain such strong strength? Then why would they cooperate with you?"
The high-level vampires of Backlund, that is, Casimir's grandfather, Marquis Nibais Odora, was not very optimistic about Emlyn's previous application and was intentionally waiting for his cooperation with the Rose School Temperance faction to fail, forcing him to seek help from them, the demigods.
Emlyn glanced at him and replied with a smile: "Secret."
This was a tone he had learned from Gehrman Sparrow, which he found very cool and suited his taste. At the same time, this was also the key point that "The Hanged Man" had repeatedly told him during the free exchanges of the
Without waiting for Casimir's response, Emlyn dropped the bronze box containing the "Pure White Gaze," buttoned his suit, and passed the baron, walking towards the door of the living room.
When he was about to exit, Emlyn paused, did not look back, stood straight with his back, looked straight ahead, and said: "Next time, remember to address me as Count."
With the blessing of the Ancestor and the regard of "The Moon," he was full of confidence in becoming a "Witch King."
The muscles on Casimir's face twitched, but he remained silent. It was not until Emlyn left that he could hardly control his expression, which twisted.
As a vampire who existed since the time of Roselle, he was many years older than Emlyn, but until now, he was only a baron, only slightly better than those without a title. Yet Emlyn, who had become a joke in the Backlund vampire circle, was now about to cross the boundary between god and mortal, becoming a Sequence 4 "Witch King," a count among vampires.
How could this not cause Casimir to lose his composure, not be jealous, not be shocked.
After several minutes of controlling his emotions, he went all the way into the underground area, through several secret doors, and arrived at the gray hall where Nibais slept: "Grandfather, Emlyn's action succeeded."
Inside the heavy iron-like coffin, there was no sound for a short while. After three or four seconds, Nibais spoke: "The forces behind him are beyond imagination..."