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"You don't want to capture that woman alive, you want to kill her."

In that forgotten old world, looking at the son of Adam in front of him, the former vice-prince of the kingdom of heaven Metatron, and the fallen angel Lucifer said.

The gaze of the angel is like a flame. All mortals who look directly at the gaze of the angel will be directly incinerated into salt, but the person in front of Lucifer is an exception, because his parents were once the sons of God and the oldest human living in the Garden of Eden. Parents have been with angels and lived with God.

Primitive, the most primitive, the son of God who lives in the Garden of Eden who does not know what birth, aging, sickness and death are.

Adam, Lilith, and Eve are all like this. Lilith can easily climb Kabbalah Mountain, which symbolizes the status of everything and everything, and talk to the envoy Rachel. Life is endless, joy is endless, and power is endless.

Only after being expelled from the Garden of Eden, the strength of the oldest human beings was slightly weakened, but even so, the Atlanteans still have a lifespan of a thousand years, and Cain's power is even greater than that of the Atlanteans.

He was cursed by God, unable to feel emotions, but he was not old and immortal; he was favored by the father of the snake, and he obeyed the darkness to gain the power to move mountains and sea.

Looking at the Adam's son, Metatron could feel the powerful force hidden in his body. If he really wanted to do anything, in this era when gods and demons were sleeping and angels were leaving, no power could stop him, but he did nothing.

"You are not helping Satan out of trouble."

Looking at him, the vice-jun of heaven said.

The naked man did not speak, but closed his eyes, feeling the cool touch of the breeze blowing over his body, feeling the dampness of the soft soil under his feet, feeling all the beauty of this world, but the rock-like heart No matter how indifferent.

I must be missing something.

His reason told himself, but his heart was indifferent to the words of reason.

Is a person who can't feel the emotional change and is like a stone, really still a human? Vaguely, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have asked himself this way.

The memory before he lost his feelings is still clear. Those memories of himself when he is happy or angry are like what happened yesterday. He knows that at that time he smiled happily and angered very directly, but silently felt those memories of the past. ...It just seemed to be flipping through an old book. Although I saw it, I only saw it, and I didn't touch it.

"Why help it out of trouble?"

The voice was so calm as to speak, without ups and downs.

"It has already decided everything, and who can defy its will."

"It's dead."

The Remnant Winged Angel sitting on the Sword Throne said again.

Yes, that big snake fell into eternal sleep, it has become the earth itself, eternal sleep is death, that big snake is already dead, but the dead thing is trying to come back to life.

Cain was noncommittal, he said in a calm enough voice.

"Metatron, do you really think it's dead?"

In the forgotten old world, the angels with wings did not speak any more, and in the remains of the eternally restless old world, a round of rebellion reappeared.

The image in front of him disappeared as the rebellion broke out, but Cain remained silent.

I don't know how long he meditated, the man felt a feeling from the ground, it was the breath of the monster named Angel Rachel, Satan, and Serpent. He understood that the sealed container was untied after all.

In a trance, the same goes back to that day again.

...

"Why not seal this statue forever and leave a key."

I looked at the Frenchman in front of him. The Frenchman was praying piously to the statue of a girl in uniform with the heart of the demon king.

For his own words, the former glorious Frenchman did not respond, but still prayed to his saint religiously. After the long prayer was over, he let out an inexplicable low laugh.

In the end, the low laughter turned into an inexplicable crazy laugh. The crazy Frenchman opened his eyes wide, looked at the man in front of him, and made an chanting sound.

"Seal forever? Son of Adam, ancestor of vampires, ancestors of mine, etc., who can seal the father of the snake forever? Neither can the omniscient door master. There is no power that can seal the father of the snake. ."

"It's not that I want to leave a key, but that the key must exist, because this sculpture will be unlocked one day, which is inevitable."

Obviously he sealed the heart with his own hands, but the crazy former French marshal didn't think so.

While looking at the crazy Frenchman in front of him, he looked at the "key" in his hand, an exquisite flag. As long as the flag was put into the hands of the girl in uniform, the statue would be opened. This is the only way to open the statue. .

then……

"Snapped!"

I broke this metal flag, and the key to open the statue disappeared, and the statue became an impossible thing. Without a key, how to open the statue that sealed the heart of the devil.

The snake that sleeps forever, so sleep forever.

But on the side, the Frenchman who created the key with his own hands only glanced at the broken key indifferently, then turned his head and looked at the statue of a girl in uniform in front of him.

In his eyes, the heroic appearance of the saint is so desirable.

The statue painted exactly what he saw that year. The seventeen-year-old girl held up the flag in her hand and created a legendary story like a myth.

Looking at the sculpture, he muttered.

"It doesn't make sense, everything has been decided, the great snake father arranged everything... You destroyed a tangible key, but you will also give birth to an intangible key. No matter how hard you struggle, it is useless. Because the father of the snake will wake up eventually."

"Cain, you helped me. I will use this knowledge from another world to help you, but don't think that this can really achieve what you want. One day, this seemingly sealed thing will Uncovered, by then, the father of the sleeping snake will wake up."

...

The man once thought that he had sealed it forever, but Leonardo, Uberto, and the humans who just opened the seal, seemed to have some magic on the statue, attracting those amazing and talented people desperately Trying to uncover the seal to awaken the sleeping devil.

"It is not people who are chasing knowledge, but knowledge is chasing people. Its chasing is cruel and ruthless, just like a falcon chasing a rabbit on the ground."

For some reason, the man remembered a word that Frenchman often said.

Maybe, it’s never the amazing people chasing the statue, but the statue chasing the amazing people. Its chase is cold and cruel, and no one can escape it. Chase.

Is this the truth?

The man thought, he didn't know if it was true.

Bowing his head, there were already countless creatures on the seabed kneeling beside him. From the feet to the end of the line of sight, countless and endless creatures fell in front of him.

They are pleading for the return of the king.

Wang did not refuse, because a long time ago, there was a beautiful figure instructing him to treat these children kindly. Wang had breached the contract, but now, he should fulfill his original promise.

Nothing else, just because I had promised to that figure.

Even if this promise can only last for a short period of time, it will dissipate because of the doomed end, but at least, give these creatures final prosperity before that end.

The last prosperity before the end is nothing more.

When the sleeping power awakens, everything will come to an end.

"... There used to be a giant, and one day it fell asleep. And there was a group of ants where it fell asleep. The ants could not understand why the giant stopped moving, so the ants thought that the giant was dead. After that, a generation of ants After another generation of reproduction and death, after a hundred years, the sleeping giant regained consciousness. What happened in the eyes of the ants? They think that the giant is resurrected."

After getting the book, the crazy Frenchman once chanted this story to a man. He said, like the great Cthulhu who sleeps in Lalaiye, the father of the snake will not die, death is just it. It's just a long sleep.

The one who sleeps forever is not the dead. In the wonderful eternal age, even death will pass away.

...

London, inside the underground church.

This underground church once described the past of the Priory of Sion. Some of Leonardo’s remains were buried here. Newton once became the teacher of the Priory here. From here, he once issued a decision to change the destiny of the world and make the world. For the first time, it united with the watch world to fight against the Naque Germany at that time. And now, there are only many corpses here.

"You will..."

"Crack!"

A resentful weird voice has not finished speaking, and the only response to it is the sound of the falling sword and axe.

There are corpses everywhere, human corpses, vampire corpses, snake-man corpses wearing monk costumes, and numerous blood mixed together in the wide underground church, forming a mysterious color.

The man in a suit and leather shoes looked pale and smiled as he looked at the humpbacked old monk in front of him.

"Brother Crowen, why, are you still not going to give up?"

And looking at his smile, the humpbacked old monk, whom he called Brother Crowen, just looked at him indifferently. Unlike when he was in the North Pole before, the old monk at this moment looked even more weird.

His head is close to the triangle of a snake's head, and the deeply sunken eye sockets make people shudder. His body is covered with snake scales. Even after being transformed into a snake-man, his body is too old to support his body, but rather camel. It's getting stronger.

"My lord has given you strength, why do you want to betray."

The weird and hoarse voice said, but in front of him, the man in suit and leather showed a smile.

"Power? I have to admit that it is indeed a very powerful force, but...Since the power comes from that sculpture, why don't I just take this power as my own?"

"Old Brother Crowven, it seems that you are really old, and your control over the subordinate organizations has become weaker, so that you did not realize the dissatisfaction and resistance of the subordinate organizations. I just encouraged a little, like Peter's hand. The organizations that have been loyal to the Priory of Sion for nearly a thousand years have all turned to me. You were unaware of this raid. It seems that no one really supports you anymore."

"My lord is about to wake up, but mortals are arguing over these petty things. We are really incompetent."

Regarding the mockery of the man in suit and leather shoes, the old monk was calm as usual, but said in a hoarse voice.

The battlefield has been cleaned up, and there is only the old monk. Numerous vampires and human soldiers have slowly gathered around. The men in suits and leather shoes were not worried about any accidents, but began to talk to themselves.

"When I was born, I was destined not to be ordinary. My father was King Louis Bonaparte of the Netherlands, and my uncle was Emperor Napoleon Bonaparte of France. Everyone praised and respected my uncle. , I also admire my uncle very much, because he is invincible, but then I changed, I don’t want to be so, I shouldn’t just be Napoleon’s nephew, I shouldn’t just live in the shadow of my uncle , I should surpass him."

"I became the emperor of France and became Napoleon III. I tried desperately to surpass my uncle, but in the end I realized that it was impossible..."

He was talking, and looked at Brother Crowen in front of him.

"But why, why am I just Napoleon's nephew? I didn't hesitate to become a vampire in order to gain immortality, just to find an opportunity. Finally, I found this opportunity."

His eyes fixed on the statue in the hands of Brother Crowen.

"My uncle once received the world key, and he has established an unimaginable feat because of this, but what I am about to do is to go far beyond my uncle Napoleon Bonaparte's supreme cause."

He walked towards the old monk slowly, and the old monk tried to raise his hand to do something, but then countless bullets shot at him, tearing his body to pieces like a rag.

The statue slipped from the hands of the old monk Crowen and fell into a pool of blood. The man in a suit and leather shoes... No, Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte, the Emperor Napoleon III picked up the blood-stained statue from the pool of blood.

The blood-stained girl in uniform seemed to be looking at him, and the heroic face was also a bit more evil and fanatical under the stain of blood.

Looking at the statue in his hand, Napoleon III murmured.

"Actually, the way to open this statue is really simple. What you need is the blood of you guys who have been transformed into monsters."

In his voice, a small slit appeared from both sides of the statue that had been closed for a long time and had not been opened. The statue slowly opened, revealing a heart hidden in it.

The heart seemed to be alive, still beating vaguely.

Staring at the heart in front of him, although he has seen it in a dream, it is indeed the first time that a man has really seen that heart. However, he did not intend to wake up the owner of the heart as directed in the dream.

He will not awaken the master of the heart, he wants to seize the powerful force hidden in this heart.

"I will become the **** of the world."

Looking at the heart in his hand, fanaticism and greed gleamed in the man's pupils.

...

At the same time, somewhere in the sea market, the giant dragon that grabbed the father and daughter flew towards the big hole that the sky barrier broke, and the countless sea water poured into this underwater world, also giving a way to get in and out.

The giant dragon flew directly towards the source under the huge water pressure. Even in the sea, it was so robust. Its body surface was covered with a light aperture, repelling the seawater out of the aperture, making the hand Father and daughter will not be drowned by the sea.

One thousand meters, two kilometers, three kilometers...

He flew quickly to the top of the ocean, and after a long time, there was finally light in front of him.

"Boom!!!"

Along with the huge splash, the dragon jumped out of the water soared in the air, and then flew towards the land not far away.

When the dragon stayed on the beach, it waved its wings and gently placed the father and daughter held by its paws on the beach.

Roberts was so painful that he fainted ~lightnovelpub.net~ and the only one who remained conscious was Joan, who was basically uninjured. Joan stood up from the beach with difficulty, looking at the behemoth in front of him that only appeared in movies and myths. Looking at the erect golden pupils looking at me, I can't speak.

For some reason, she seemed to feel that the giant in front of her was not malicious towards herself and her father, and seemed to be very kind.

"you……"

Before he finished his words, the dragon body in front of him seemed a little unstable, and then suddenly began to shrink, and finally turned into a naked human figure lying on the ground in front of Joan.

It was a naked woman with long slightly curly hair and tall stature. She looked like a typical beauty, but there was a huge wound on her abdomen, which was bleeding constantly, so that she fell into a coma on the ground.

When she saw the figure in front of her, Joan couldn't help but grow her mouth. During this time, she had been surprised too much, but any surprise could not be compared with the current scene.

"Wendy?"

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