Kuro stood at the door at some point, holding the sun wand, still in the magic robe, with a calm eyes.

"Good afternoon, King of the Undead, Akado."

"I said why is the power of this person so familiar? It's really you. What? After more than five hundred years, have you finally appeared? I thought you were killed by the people from the Holy See and dared not come out." Akado said with interest.

"It's not that we were killed by the people of the Holy See, so we dare not come out," Kuro corrected: "It's because we don't want the conflict to continue to expand, and choose to hide the world, and... the people who died in that massacre were mostly ordinary people..."

"Yes." Akado stood by the window, his eyes hidden under the glasses of red lenses, without knowing the meaning, "This is the Holy See, this is the Holy See, and they who claim to be God's agents on earth, aren't they?"

...

"What are they talking about?" Eric stood behind Mark and asked in a low voice as he listened to the conversation between the two.

Mark's eyes were solemn: "Do you remember our previous guesses? The real reason why these magicians disappeared."

"You are talking about...the witch hunting movement?" said Erie.

Mark nodded and lowered his voice, "It seems that we are right. On the European continent at that time, the Holy See was the biggest culprit in promoting the witch hunting movement. Before the seventeenth century, hundreds of thousands of people were accused of being "heretic" and "wizards" and died tragically under stolen or other torture."

"So many?" Eric said with wide eyes.

"Most of the people at that time were ignorant," Mark's eyes were a little deeper: "And crazy faith and obsession were the easiest to be used by those with hearts and became the sharp blades that hurt others..."

...

"Sometimes I really can't understand your beliefs and spirits, Kulo Rido." Akado looked at Kulo: "You have the power to destroy the church. You can obviously try this and change all the tragedies, but you still abandoned the land and fled in a panic like a dog with its tail between its tail."

Akado's voice was low: "You are dogs like me."

"We cannot destroy the Holy See." Kulo said seriously, "and that will only cause a greater tragedy. You should know what the Holy See represents."

"Ho?" Akado sneered, sarcastic in his tone, "He doesn't care about this at all. He never cares about anyone insulting Him, disrespect to Him, and even more so about His believers. He only cares about what He cares about. What's more, is it Catholicism that only believes in Him for thousands of years? He just changes his name, his identity and background, and he is not Him? He still indulges his believers to kill each other and watch the destruction of a sect. Perhaps the believers are just an insignificant ant in His long life."

"He is not careless," Kulo said, "this is the greatest gift He has given us, and...are you the greatest proof of His existence?"

"Enough!" Akado scolded angrily, but soon he returned to normal, "You can't kill me."

"You can't kill me, either," Kuro said.

"Then we don't need to waste time here." Akado took his hat and gave a British gentleman's greeting to Kuro, "So goodbye, Kuro Rido, I'm glad you can walk in this world again, being the undead, I wish you can find your own home..."

As he said that, he put his hat on his head again, hugged Lilith, grinned, and slid gently to shatter the glass behind him and jumped out of the room.

"Wait, stop!" Mark wanted to shout and rushed over when he saw this, but it was too late. He came to the window and looked out. There was nothing except the extremely quiet street and the night sky covered by night...

"Why did you let him go?" Eric turned his head and couldn't help asking.

"Do you want the entire city to be flooded by the river of the dead and let everyone be buried with it?" Kuro asked back.

"What?" The two men's pupils shrank slightly.

"The specific matter is here to leave." Kuro looked at the corpse in the room. "I'm sorry, I'm only responded now after receiving your request for help. Because it's important, I went back to Kama Taj and spent a lot of time inquiring about information."

He stared at the two of them with a serious expression, "Do you know what kind of monster you (humans)... awakened?"

Seeing Curolido, who had always looked at people with a peaceful attitude in the past, so serious expression, Mark and Eric swallowed together...

...

"Didn't he say that he has poor acting skills before?"

In the main control room of the Sun Ship, next to the Blue Star, Xia Ya was sitting on an easy chair, with a golden wool blanket covering her thighs, and a set of tea sets were placed on the small round table on the right, and a slight heat was emitting from the mouth of the teapot.

If there is another enamel jar next to this teapot, it will be a very retired cadre.

"No rehearsals and no fixed lines, I can only give a rough direction to achieve this level. Good guy, it's not worthy of the Oscars' awards."

On the other side of the table, Yuko was also lying on an easy chair, very comfortable. All the things that just happened were in the eyes of both of them.

"He had said before that he was not good at lying." Yuko Yihara complained: "You really listen to his words?"

"Talents are always modest." Xia Ya smiled.

Then he turned his gaze to Akado, who was jumping between the roof with Lilith, with a deep gaze.

"Monster of God, what choice will you make if you deny God and agree with God?"

...

When Mark returned from the underground secret room, he used the communication methods they left before to communicate with Hogwarts and informed him of his discovery in the underground secret room. However, they had no response for several days, and the news was like a rock sinking into the sea without any news...

But unexpectedly, when these hidden mysterious magicians finally appeared to reply to themselves, they should have brought good news, but...

At 7 o'clock that night, the conference room in District 11...

"What we can be sure of at present is that these monsters do not come from the abyss, but are the supernatural life of our Blue Star - vampires. Those who are sucked by human blood will become vampires, and vice versa will become ghouls.

The rumored silver products can indeed cause harm to them, especially silver piles. I have ordered the arsenal to speed up the production of special bullets with silver inlays. As for garlic, we have tried it before. Although they are also annoying, they are not fatal. And I think the reason why they hate garlic is actually the same as the reason I hate..."

In the conference room, Mark was reporting detailed information about the vampire to the people in District 11.

"Will anyone really like garlic?" Bruce murmured.

"Finally... it's this one." Mark pressed the button on the remote control in his hand, and the picture on the projection screen behind him was converted into a photo of Akado taken by the camera on Mark.

Although it was night, they happened to be in the place where the moonlight shone, so the photos could still see their overall outlines clearly.

"The King of the Undead - Akado, who is suspected to have been awakened in the ancient coffin underground of Pandragorn, is also the source of these vampires wandering in Britania. As for his true identity and information..."

As he said, Marco looked like sitting on the side of the conference table, Kulo Riddo, "Mr. Kulo, do you know any other information about him?"

"Yes, I think you seem to be familiar with him. You should know a lot about him, right?" Eric asked curiously.

"We are indeed old friends," said Coolo calmly. "In the late sixteenth century, he was wanted by the Holy See as much as we were, and during that time we were regarded as the same "darkness."

Then he seemed to think of something, "Oh yes, you probably don't know what happened in that era, right?"

"We know." Mark said, his eyes looking at Curro were a little complicated, sympathetic, admirable, and mixed with some other emotions. "If you really don't want to recall that painful past, it's actually needless to say that we've guessed the situation."

Kuro:???

Did you know again?

Fortunately, Kuro had a lot of experience in this, so he quickly sorted out his mind and returned to normal: "It seems that you are much more capable than I thought."

"After all, no matter how it is, they are the most elite group of people in this country." Bruce said, "Please continue and tell us about this information."

But at this moment...

"terribly sorry."

Kuro raised his glasses, "Maybe I can't do what you wish, I can only help you deal with the vampires in Britania and give you some guidance, but I can't tell you about him, nor can I help you defeat him."

These words were stunned by everyone in the conference room, and they looked at each other.

"This...this..."

"Why?" Mark looked puzzled.

"Because this matter is far less simple than you think, and we care about more than these things you care about." Kuro said in a little uncertain way.

"Can you tell me clearly?" Eric said.

"Do you really think that the awakening of the Undead King is an accident?"

"What's the meaning?"

"As early as more than a hundred years ago, we had confirmed his death, and all the traces of vampires disappeared without a trace, but he appeared again, and vampires appeared in this world again, and the reason for his birth..."

"Why did this monster be born?" Eric asked with a frown

"Yes," Kuro's eyes were deep, "that was a monster hosting the power of God."

"What!?" Mark's pupils shrank to a point, "It was God who created Him, but why did He?"

"Why create such a monster? Who knows? Do you think the power on him is a gift or a punishment?" Kuro looked at the people present and said with interest.

"It should be a gift," Eric said, "I don't know how many people envy you if you are old."

"There are many undead people in this world. Do you think they really hope they will not die?" Kuro asked back.

Everyone was silent, and Kuro continued.

"I am one of them, and even I have been confused. Compared to me, these immortal monsters are even more miserable.

They seek war and bloody battles, which are almost whimpering and longing, and the thrill of death.

The undead, the king of the undead, whether it is a castle, territory, the people, the hearts of the loved ones or his own. Everything disappeared completely, just the ghost running in the struggle.

In my opinion, that terrible monster with an immortal body is very worthy of sorrow, just a child who cries on the ground."

"Is it a gift or a punishment? This question also confuses the people of that era. Everyone does not know why God has given him such power and such immortality. I think the owner of this power himself also has such doubts." Kuro sighed.

Mark seemed to have thought of something, and he widened his eyes, "You mean, God is behind his back to manipulate his fate!?"

"God is kind. He gave everything in the world to mankind and gave them the greatest freedom, but this kindness does not include the undead. From the moment all undead becomes the undead, his destiny will not belong to him."

Kuro's eyes were deep, "Every undead has his own mission until his birth. It took me ten thousand years to wait for this mission."

"It is during this abyss invasion to protect humans," said Eric.

Kuro nodded: "And he also has a similar fate. His resurrection obviously indicates that his fate has not been completed."

"So, that's why you can't take action?" Mark asked.
To be continued...