"Hydra Knight is not available?"

"Yes, he's not available."

"Are you so busy staying in Luo Gexian?"

"Uh..." Belle hesitated and replied: "Actually, he feels a little uncomfortable."

"Discomfortable? Do you need me to let the doctor come here?" asked Conelia.

"No, no need." Belle replied with a smile: "How can the doctor of the Blood Elf understand the disease of the Blood Clan? Right. The Hydra Knight can solve it himself, please rest assured."

Cronia looked suspicious, but she didn't say it out loud. She asked, "Where is Miss Dora? And Mr. William. What about the two of them? Will I see them easily?"

“Well…not very convenient.”

"Why? Are they sick too?" Cronia laughed.

"No, they... have to take care of the Hydra Knight, there is no time." Belle replied calmly.

"Okay, since that's the case, wait until Lord Hydra Knight recovers, please let me tell me."

"I will. The Hydra Knight is still looking forward to seeing His Highness the Queen again before leaving."

"I will arrange it for him."

"Thanks."

The two saluted each other silently, and then Conelia left.

Belle stood there with helplessness on her face. She took a deep breath and sighed: "How long will it take for them to come back? It's just a ruin, it probably won't take long, right?"

...

At this moment, in the ruins...

"To this side...wait, to this side. It's not right, it should be to this side..."

"Can't you sense the tomb-guarding demon?" Jones asked with a frown.

"Yes, I can sense it. But the position of the tomb guardian is not fixed. They will move, do you understand?" Andrew glanced at Jones, then continued forward, and said casually: "I have to estimate the trajectory of their movement. Be careful, it's always good. If you hit it, you know what the consequences are."

"Ha, I don't know very well. At worst, isn't it just a escaping? We have run away from the tomb-guarding demon more than once. As long as we are careful enough, it's okay even if we meet. Are you afraid that I will leave you?"

"Do you think there is only one type of tomb-guarding demon? There are many types of tomb-guarding demons, and what we just saw is the weakest. You and I don't know what the next tomb-guarding demon is. Maybe it's faster than you? There is only one life, and we are not a lich who can return to the soul box, don't take risks casually."

After walking for a while, Andrew suddenly stopped, then turned his head and looked at the eaves of a door next to him, and opened his eyes wide and looked at it carefully. It seemed that he was trying hard to identify something from the incomplete text.

After looking at it for a while, he pointed to the door and said, "Here." Then he raised his legs and stepped in.

Jones, Dora, Turu followed closely.

"Are you a mercenary under Andrew?" Jones asked Turu as he marched.

"No, I am the master's apprentice." Turu replied in a daze.

"Orc mage? No, it should be said that it is an orc shaman."

"No, it's an orc mage. It's not a shaman." Turu replied seriously.

"How did you think of taking this guy as your teacher?" Jones said with a mocking look on his face: "Maybe you can take me as your teacher. I must have taught better than Andrew, and I will not take you to such a ghost place to take risks."

Turu looked at Jones carefully without answering.

Andrew, who was walking in front, glanced back at Jones, without saying a word.

After a while, Andrew took them to a huge, closed stone door.

"Jones, come here." Andrew turned around and said.

"What are you going to do?" Jones became alert.

"It's nothing. You need your blood to open the stone door. I hope this stone door is not broken." Andrew pointed to a small groove next to the stone door and continued: "Bit your fingers and rub your blood on it."

"Wait, what do you mean? I don't understand."

"It means using your blood to open the door. This is called the 'blood trough', which requires human blood to open it."

"But I'm not a human."

Andrew was helpless: "The blood clan is human. He just wants you a drop of blood, but it won't be possible to try it."

"The blood clan is human?"

"Yes."

"But the blood clan is not human."

"Can you open the door first? It's good for you and me." Andrew bit his finger himself and then rubbed the blood into the groove: "It's like this. I've tried it myself, so you won't doubt that I'm going to harm you, right?"

Jones hesitated, but in the end he bit his fingers as Andrew said, and then rubbed the blood into the groove.

Suddenly, the entire stone gate began to shake.

Jones and Andrew stepped back step by step and looked up.

A white light slowly flowed along the outline. After a while, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a long passage.

The passage was pitch black and there was nothing to see.

Well, this sentence is redundant, everywhere here is dark except for Jones and Andrew lit the fire letter.

"Get in, we should be at the place. Remember to control our magic fluctuations, it is best to control the magic fluctuations to the level of human beings, or below. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble." As he said that, Andrew took a step forward and held the fire sirloin step by step.

Jones, Turu, and Dora also followed.

Through the light of the fire, Jones saw many murals on the surrounding walls, one after another.

What is essential to each mural are humans wearing mage robes. As for the regular guests, they are angels and demons. There are also various other races interspers, such as elves, dwarves, orcs, and dragons...

Jones stopped and looked carefully.

Andrew, who was walking in front, urged: "Hurry up, we are not here for an outing. Stay here for a while and you will be more dangerous. If you have anything you want to know, you can ask me directly. If you look at it yourself, you won't know it in the first half of the year."

Jones hurriedly chased after him: "What do you mean when you said the blood clan is human?"

"Have you not told you about your blood clan elders?" Andrew asked back.

"What should they tell us?" Jones looked puzzled.

"The blood clan is humans. Haven't you ever thought about it? Why can the blood clan turn humans into blood clans, but there is no way to turn elves or other species into blood clans? What is the relationship between these two species? It's not a coincidence, right?"

"I don't understand what you want to say."

Looking at Jones's look of horror and shock, Andrew sighed helplessly and said softly: "I want to say that the blood clan is transformed by humans. Not only are you bitten, but all the blood clans who have changed from humans to blood clans, including your ancestors, are also transformed by humans. The blood clan is simply the remnants of Krymatha, and is a failed product of human improvement in the era of Krymatha."

Jones was stunned and stared at Andrew blankly.

Dora next to her also opened her eyes slightly.

Looking at Jones, Andrew smiled slowly and smiled: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"You're lying to me," Jones said bluntly.

"I'm lying to you? Then you can refute my point of view."

"A single failed product is wrong. Why is the blood clan a failed product?" Jones asked: "The blood clan has an infinite lifespan, while humans have a short lifespan. The blood clan has a stronger magical talent and a stronger body than humans. Are these all failures?"

"Haha." Andrew smiled even more happily. While holding the fire letter, he continued to move forward along the long passage, and sighed, "You are right. The blood clan has infinite lifespan, has magical talents that are stronger than humans, and has a body that is stronger than humans. These are all right. In fact, these are also the goals set by humans when they transformed in the Krimatha era. They did it, which shows the strength of humans in the Krimatha era. They successfully created a new species. Not just a new species, but also a new species that can be transformed with humans. This means that it is actually a ability that can become stronger quickly. But..."

"But what?" Jones asked quickly.

"But, infinite lifespan, powerful magical talent, and strong body, are these really the ultimate goals of human beings in the era of Krimatha? Not." Andrew said with a smile: "Their ultimate goal is to completely get rid of their dependence on gods and demons. On the surface, infinite lifespan, powerful magical talent, and strong body seem to be able to achieve this goal. However, in fact, it is not. If you want to truly get rid of the control of gods and demons, the most direct thing is to be able to defeat them without relying on either side. Or you can do it without defeating, at least you must be able to tie and have chips for equal negotiations. Can the blood clan?"

As he said that, Andrew looked back at Jones.

Jones looked at Andrew in a daze, his brain was a little confused and he didn't react for a while.

"The blood clan cannot." Andrew sighed and continued to move forward, and continued, "I don't need to say the lethal power of heaven, the lethal power of saints to you, right? It even exceeds the lethal power of saints to demons and lichs. You are vulnerable in front of the forces of heaven. To hell... you have all the negative emotions in your bloodline. As long as the demon is slightly pulled, you can make you extremely greedy and irritable. Without having to start a war, you will be in turmoil. Becoming a blood clan will not only enhance the abilities of human beings, but also release their weaknesses.

It's big. Otherwise, why do the blood clans stay in the Collin Peninsula? Why do the blood clans give the continent to humans? They even have the ability to turn humans into blood clans. Why do you drink human blood? Don't you drink pig blood? As long as the blood of hot-blooded animals can drink, why do you choose human blood? Is it to show your evil? Why do the blood clans sink in pleasure? Because for them, the wisest choice is to draw a clear line with humans and never arouse hostility from angels and demons. Once it is caused, it is a dead end."

The words said by Elder Barsaromu suddenly rang in Jones's ears: "The blood clan cannot have faith." He stood there blankly, but he could not recover for a long time.

"You should thank me." Andrew said leisurely: "If I hadn't told you this, maybe you would never have known it. People in the era of Krymatha would not have depicted this kind of thing on the murals. Even if you search through it, you would not have found anything about the origin of the blood clan. They have been trying to transform themselves, which is the biggest secret of Krymatha. It is also the real reason for the demise of Krymatha. Angels and demons have feared Krymatha's humanity. After all, they have already created the blood clan. Who can guarantee that their next experiment will not be successful?"

Dora behind her was stunned.

"Where did you know this?" Jones asked in a low voice.

"Shenmu Library. In the Third Age, the elves are closely related to humans, and there are many records about Krymatha. Although they are just a few words, they are enough to deduce the entire outline." Andrew held up the fire letter and looked at the mural next to him, and said casually: "All the time, both the wood elves and the blood elves really wanted the technology of the Krymatha era. Why? Because these two tribes were closest to Krymatha in the Third Age. They deeply knew how terrible the knowledge of the Krymatha era was, and how many secrets were hidden in the Krymatha era. Unfortunately, gods and demons also knew. They could not tolerate a race that surpassed their own on the continent of Celtics."

"Since that's the case, why don't gods and demons destroy the remains?"

"You brought in a lich, right?" Andrew asked with his face turned sideways.

"Yes, Aunt Lucy."

"Where is she now?"

"Forehead……"

"She also had an accident. This place is dangerous to her. In terms of strength, she is only strong and not weak compared to most angels and demons. Besides, the defense of this place is originally aimed at heaven and hell. There will be extremely sensitive sensing of heaven's saints and hell's black magic. Do you believe that as long as an angel or demon enters here, all the tomb-guarding demons will be activated instantly? Heaven and hell are both very despised. They have opened Krystals.

Martha ruins ended up falling into the trap and suffered heavy losses. After that, they gave up. Of course, most importantly, they believed that even if they obtained the complete secrets in the Krimatha ruins, they had the ability to contain them, just as they had done. On the Celtics continent, there was almost no race that could fully undertake the secrets of the Krimatha ruins. In this way, they would be a bit extravagant to venture into the Krimatha ruins."

"But... I still can't understand. If Krymatha could create something that was enough to defend against angels and demons, how could they be curbed?"

"Because things that can defend against angels and demons do not mean they can control them. Just like using forbidden techniques to summon gods from outside the realm, the opponent will not know whether he dies. Even if he succeeds, the first one will definitely be himself. That is the practice of dying together. Being able to use and being able to fully grasp are two different things." As he said, Andrew stopped, raised the fire noun in his hand and whispered: "We are here."
Chapter completed!