Human ideas are always different.


    Although Rolando ugg is not a good man in the traditional sense, his soul and will can be called a qualified and even powerful demon hunter.


    bend.


    Cover the torn corners of your mouth.


    Step back.


    Meticulous front hair, slightly messy hanging in front of the forehead.


    This has always been high above the throne, and he has always been a strategist in everything. He is one of the Twelve Supreme judges.


    The right face was solidly punched by Cole.


    Without saying a word.


    Take a deep breath and stand still in silence.


    First pull the hem, smooth out the folds, then take out a handkerchief, wipe the blood at the corners of your mouth, and gently touch the bruise on your face with your fingers.


    Look up.


    Look straight into Cole''s eyes.


    The face with a hooked nose looked more and more gloomy.


    As he folded his handkerchief into his pocket, he said coldly, "someone must stand up and sacrifice for others, Cole.


    You know that better than I do.


    If you were really a superficial person, you wouldn''t kill the dark crow witch yourself. "


    Vera saw that Cole punched Roland more for Ethan. He had a feeling of breathing for them, but because of Roland''s words.


    Become more and more oppressed.


    As if.


    They are the wrong side, regardless of the overall situation.


    The female demon hunter frowned, took a step forward and asked loudly, "what about the three children? Do they have to sacrifice for your plan and far-reaching plan and for the Empire?


    You didn''t even ask their names?!


    Damn... "


    The more you say, the more angry you get.


    Vera put her hands around her head, took an unbelievable deep breath, and turned away from arguing with him about it.


    Rolando still stood upright and said, "you feel helpless because you didn''t stop me earlier, and you are angry because you can''t stop it, Miss Morgan.


    Every young demon hunter has your confusion.


    For personal reckless sense of justice, more people are in danger, and you are unable to uphold your justice in the face of cruel facts.


    This is a crime. I hope you can understand. "


    After teaching the fledgling girl in front of him a lesson, Roland turned his head, looked directly at Cole and said coldly, "I have read a very old proverb: sin in the present age, merit in the future.


    I''m a man who should go to hell after death, Cole.


    But now.


    The death of innocent people will only strengthen my path.


    Live up to their sacrifice. "


    Cole lit a cigarette, shook his right hand, frowned and said coldly, "but these don''t affect me to punch instead of Ethan.


    Lord Rolando.


    If you have seen with your own eyes the two dead little guys standing timidly beside their brother. "


    In a long silence.


    Roddy Singh, a new senior official of the demon hunting group and a permanent member of the Council, watched the conflict between two big men who were no longer under the control of the bureaucratic system.


    The heart can only sigh secretly.


    If someone could handle the hedelian case, Lord Rolando wouldn''t do such a thing, and


    The adult''s three children, even his wife... All died in the career of professional demon hunter a long time ago.


    At least.


    Few people can understand what the cruelest despair is like him.


    Think of it here.


    Instead, he could understand why Cole would punch Roland more.


    After all.


    He has a pair of lovely daughters himself.


    I just heard a very simple and crude description.


    You can imagine what happened to the three demon hunters in the special department in hedelia.


    It''s him.


    It''s estimated that it''s not just to punch Roland more.


    Send pregnant women and children to hedelia, the ghost place where demon hunters dare not go... This is something that can be done by animals!


    Only to secure the trust of the hedelian cult.


    Watch them.


    Protect the Empire and its citizens.


    A moment later.


    Rolando said coldly, "well, your excellency Cole, can we talk about the specific situation of hedelia now?"


    Claudia stood behind Cole.


    In the past, the face with unique mysterious beauty was destroyed by hatred and became cold and stiff without any emotional fluctuation.


    Even the tone of voice is full of boredom and numbness.


    "Cassandra is a failure, and hedelia is their outpost.


    They spent hundreds of years sacrificing the souls of those who were tortured by pain and bred the son of the devil with the help of my body and blood.


    Soon.


    You will find that the power of darkness will become stronger and stronger in this world until it is out of your control. "


    Aware of the huge amount of information in her words.


    Roland frowned and said, "the trial sequences of all dynasties are closely monitoring hedelia. We can''t be unaware that the descendants of powerful demons have come to the world."


    Claudia said coldly, "this is its cunning. The demon hunter and the master of pain knead a false will evil god who inherits all painful thoughts and souls.


    Scattered in the blood of believers.


    Over the years, the descendants of the believers of the Lord of pain have already spread all over the human world... "


    Roddy interrupted her statement and asked, "vampires have no soul and want to breed demons that rely on the soul... How is this possible?"


    That''s it.


    Claudia smiled inexplicably, with a numb look, burst out of strong hatred, and said, "many years ago, uroli IX raped a woman who had won his first support and had not been transformed.


    Carrying betrayal, and great pain.


    Half human, half vampire, degenerated into a monster woman, gave birth to a little beast.


    Interestingly enough.


    The blood of the believers of the Lord of pain flowed in the woman''s body.


    Born in the body of a tortured monster.


    An incomplete twisted soul.


    As a container for the son of the devil, will anyone be more suitable than her?


    ha-ha.


    ''born in the purest pain'', what a wonderful sentence... "


    ...


    meanwhile.


    It is a remote overseas desert island far away from the mainland of the Mongol Empire.


    A magnificent palace is located on the top of the island.


    A roaring storm.


    Wrapped in towering waves, rolling endlessly under the dark sky of electric snake dance.


    A candle lit room.


    A huge but extraordinarily open restaurant.


    Alcatel, the king of vampires, put his legs on the long table, tossed a coin and said with a smile, "so... You don''t agree.


    Tut.


    No one has ever dared to refuse the invitation of the scourge Council, witch. "


    Seranda holds a scepter.


    Ink tears, eternal face, cold and ruthless.


    Dark crow feather is mysterious and luxurious. Wearing a desperate witch crown, he sits high on the Obsidian throne.


    Curl up slender white legs.


    The dark crystal shoes are deep and elegant under the candlelight.


    The enchanting melodious voice echoed slowly in the towering luxury restaurant.


    "Conquer the world, enslave all mankind, and then? Hehe, your idea... Low-level and boring.


    The world has been changing.


    vampire.


    Why don''t you join me? "


    Alcatel shrugged, squeezed the silver coin, put his hands in his windbreaker pocket, got up and walked out, and dropped a threatening word.


    "Then you''d better not disturb us, little witch."