The moon passed by the sky, and Winchester, which had been noisy all day, finally fell silent. The wind on the riverside brought the coldness of the east wind blowing away during the sun.

In addition to the casinos, the capital of desire has faint lights, and most of the other places have closed. After spending a day in busy or leisure, the business travelers are immersed in anxiety or sweet dreams at this time.

Darkness is like a demon who is ready to move. He can comfort you and kill you.

A group of more than a dozen men in black followed the shadows under the street, climbed over the walls used for decoration in the backyard of the Capital of Desire, followed the windows of the main building and the water downpipes in the bathroom, and climbed to the top floor. The whole process was silent, showing their deep strength and skillful cooperation.

They gently peeled off the windows of the conference room attached to the luxury suite on the top floor, and under the greeting of the man in black, they entered one by one. Then, they saw a scene that they would never forget in their lives.

In the same room with open door opposite the open conference room door, a beautiful girl, holding a crystal ball, lying on the bed covered with purple gold coins, fell quietly in peace. Beside her, a man covered in blood, his blood was stained with the sheets under the gold coins. In this quiet space, they could even hear the "tick" sound of blood soaking the sheets on the floor. The man showed no sign of struggle. The natural expression on his face and his closed eyes were as if he was quiet in a sweet nightmare.

Is this an angel and a demon?

When the uninvited guests in night clothes saw this, they only felt a chill in their hearts. They even felt that the man opposite no longer needed them to do anything, and their souls would disappear under the torture of the witch. Yes, the witch! No matter how pure and beautiful the deeds at this moment were, they were also a witch in their hearts.

They walked out of the conference room gently, and no matter how terrifying the witch was, they could not stop. They had their own tasks, they had to kill everyone and take away all their wealth. Then they saw another woman sitting leisurely on the soft couch in the living room, drinking red wine in the dark, and they didn't even look at them, the group of uninvited guests who were obviously malicious.

All this was so weird. The leader of the man in black tightened the sword in his hand. After making a gesture, the four men in black behind him swung their swords and rushed forward...

Then, there was light in the room, which was so thick that they could not see directly...

All the businessmen who lived in the capital of desire had the same dream. They dreamed of a figure screaming and falling from the window. They could even hear the dull collision between the human body and the ground. They all saw a hell on earth with flesh and blood splashing...

So they all struggled to wake up in fear, touched the cold sweat on their foreheads, and found that there was a hazy light outside the window... They couldn't wait to run towards the window barefoot and looked down, and then everyone took a breath of air conditioning...

It turns out that this is not a dream. What they see is far more terrifying than what they present in their dreams.

On the street downstairs, more than a dozen people who fell into blood and blood were placed on a blood-red cross.

.....

The soft sun shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling window that opened the curtains. Griffili yawned and turned over and got up, tore off the blood-stained bed sheets, and the purple gold coins on the bed were rolling onto the floor.

But after yawning like Griffili, she immediately knelt on the floor and collected the purple gold coins all over the ground. Now she began to develop a strong interest in these shiny things and forgot to eat them for the time being.

Griffili left the room and saw that the windows in the living room were clean and everything was arranged in an orderly manner, and there was no sign of a fight. He immediately gave Eugene, who was sitting at the dining table and breakfast, and gave her a thumbs up.

"Is this what you call the enemy waiting for the door? The weak don't even want to absorb their soul power." Eugene took a look at Niha who was counting gold coins in the room and putting them in the box. In Naihe's words, this is her private property. It must be counted every day to prevent Griffili, an ungodly believer, from stealing.

Griffili drank the milk from the cup in one sip, picked up the napkin and wiped his lips, "You must be patient. The little fish and shrimps are coming, will the big fish still not hooked? The question is, if the background is too big, are we sure to deal with it?"

Eugene smiled coldly and said contemptuously: "Even if I come to a sanctuary, even if my body has not completely recovered, I have the confidence to solve him!"

Griffili asked worriedly: "What if two?"

"Aren't you there?" Eugene said sly.

Uh, Griffili suddenly felt that he shouldn't have been in the early morning crow's mouth.

Outside the gate of the Capital of Desire, the city defense patrol that came to hear the news dispersed the onlookers, held back the vomiting and put the unpopular body on the carriage and pulled it away. The servants from the Capital of Desire who came out sprinkled quicklime and covered the blood on the ground.

In a room on the second floor of a hotel diagonally opposite the Capital of Desire, Zheming clearly witnessed this scene. These dozen kingdom warriors with an average strength reached the highest level were pinched and discarded from the upstairs like wild dogs, and then swept into the carriage like a pile of shit.

All of this was just because of his temporary greed that these warriors who should have expanded their territory were killed in foreign lands. How could Zheming not be angry and regretful? He held on the window railing and exerted a little force on his hands, and the hard elm was broken into two pieces.

"Your Highness, the other party promised to wait two more days, but the price must be raised by one level..." A follower came in to report to Zheming.

"Damn Karen people, they are starting the price!" Jehomiya was in a bad mood and pulled off the elm-wood window bar that was broken into two pieces, "Continue!"

"They refused to accept the conditions for trading in the river, saying that the Imperial border guards on both sides have now stepped up the efforts of river patrols, and they had already transported their weapons to Winchester a few days ago." The entourage said, looking up here and seeing that Zheming was not driving the attack. He looked out the window and said, "Last night, after these warriors of the kingdom had an accident, I followed your instructions and released three thunder falcons to Lord Duolle. If nothing unexpected happens, Lord Duolle will come in three days."

For Zheming, this was really a bastard morning, and there was no good news. The Karen canceled the transaction in the river, which meant that they could not immediately go downstream and go directly to the Sultan Kingdom after the transaction was completed. Next, he had to find a secret dock, avoid the patrol team and reload the ship. A lot of time would be delayed after a mess. What's more important is that he now has no ability to hold back the three dog men and women who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. If they go deep into the Menid Empire, even if his mentor comes, how would he find it? Forty-hundred thousand gold coins, this loss is enough to make him no longer have the chance to peek at the throne. He suddenly felt that this conspiracy seemed to be sent by his lord and brothers, the mortal enemy who fought for the throne.

Thinking of this, Zheming pounded his forehead in annoyance, and said in his heart that if he was not careful, he would lose everything...

Griffili, who seemed to have no sense of crisis, stunningly walked on the beach on the banks of the Desmith River with two beauties. "I have always had a question." Griffili saw that he ran away to chase a flying river bird, turned his head to ask Eugene beside him.

Eugene stopped and looked directly at Griffily and said, "If you want to ask me about the origin of Naohe, I'm sorry!"

"Why do you insist that I would ask this? Do you know?" Griffili Octavia seized the loophole in Eugene's words.

Eugene shook her head, "If you want to ask, ask whatever you want, as long as it doesn't involve the Holy See Secret, I will tell you as much as I know."

"What does a key mean, or what does a key mean?" Griffili went straight to the point.

"I couldn't tell you, but now the beast tribe has already known this secret, so there is no need for me to keep it secret from you." Eugene pointed to her right eye and said, "This is the key. The 'goddess heart lamp' snatched away by the nine-tailed demon fox Yin Ling' is also the key. It is said that each key can awaken a sleeping god."

"You mean, because I have this eye, I awaken Nao?" Griffili obviously felt something was wrong. Nao should have awakened him.

"Before sleeping, the gods will mostly turn some of their spiritual consciousness onto a magical artifact that they carry with them, waiting for their believers to awaken him. Therefore, we call such a magical artifact the key to opening the door of the gods." Eugene said without answering Griffili's question, but instead said to himself.

"Wait, do you think my broken eyeball is also a magical tool?" Griffili said in surprise.

Eugene took a look at the way in front of her and smiled bitterly: "If she was a god, she seemed to be a unique god. To be honest, your broken eyebrow was not only able to see through the trump cards of others at the gambling table, but I didn't find anything unique, it's hard to call the last artifact."

From this sentence, Griffili knew the gap between Eugene and Azra and Killing Soul. At least they could see the three gates in his right eye. She and Azra are the gap in overall strength, and Killing Soul is the gap in soul cognition. This is not to say that Eugene is not the opponent of Killing Soul. On the contrary, the two Killing Souls are not the opponent of Eugene at its peak. After all, her sacred fighting spirit defeated the Necromancer.

I have already learned that the true meaning of the key is Griffili. I finally met Eugene, a master who knows almost all the secrets of the mainland, and there is no reason to give up easily. "So, why is your Holy See fighting for all the keys? Do you want to pull all the gods into the Lord's camp? No, you are trying to stop others from awakening other gods, so that there will only be one god on the mainland, your Lord." Griffili quickly asked the key to the question.

"I said nothing!" Eugene played a rogue with a rare rogue, which was equivalent to admitting Griffili's analysis in disguise.
Chapter completed!