"Don't say a word, Brad. If you didn't spend too much time sucking blood before, we wouldn't be so miserable." Stuart, who was lying next to Brand, enjoyed it with indifference. The maid's feeding slowly opened her mouth.

The two were caught off guard by Granzog's special attack on the Death Apostle. Although the strong two struggled to survive with their heavily wounded bodies, they were later carried by Granzog's Death Apostle for thousands of miles. It's a blessing to survive Elquite's pursuit.

"Well, you can still dislike blood. It seems to be recovering well, Brad. Does that thing called Phoenix's tears work quite well?" He lifted the coffee on the table, took a sip, and said with a chuckle.

"Sorry, Your Highness Ji Jun, I have troubled you and Mr. Yu." Stuart said with a face ashamed. As a guardian knight, it is a serious dereliction of duty for Stuart to make the lord take care to protect him.

"Ah, dereliction of duty, obviously a contract knight... Sure enough, I should have stabbed Granzogg's bird head with a sword, what a shame." Brad closed his eyes and said feebly.

Although they were severely injured by a sneak attack, for the two of them, being in a split second was indeed a great shame for them.

"Don't care about those details, it's good to be alive, but you should thank that girl Elquette, she rescued the two of you." Ertuluqi gently put down the black tea cup, the corners of her mouth raised slightly , a soft smile appeared on the pretty face.

For the two guardian knights who have been with each other for countless years, Ertuluqi treats them as family. In her eyes, the safety of the family is the most important thing compared to the guardian knight contract signed.

"Speaking of which, His Highness Ji Jun. Where did His Highness Bai Ji and Mr. You go? After treating us for a while, they seem to have disappeared?" Brad asked with some doubts.

"Elquite? That girl is probably sleeping, and won't wake up until evening." Ertuluqi narrowed her eyes and said enviously.

If she hadn't worried about the safety of the two knights, she would probably have waited for the evening on the soft and comfortable bed.

"As for Yu? After I was sure you were all right, I asked Yu for the key to the basement. I guess it's in the basement now." Ertuluqi tilted her head, her red eyes showing a thoughtful look.

*****

In the cold and damp basement, You slowly put white gloves on his palms, then put a white mask on his face, plus the white coat and white cap he was wearing, the whole person looked like he was about to undergo surgery. doctor look.

With a slight flick of Yuu's right index finger, a magic technique called Dust Removal was activated. The basement, which had been in a state of abandonment for many years, suddenly took on a new look. The accumulated dust and spider webs gathered into a football and rolled to the side corner.

A rainbow-colored brilliance flashed in the dark gray pupils, and then a standardized operating table appeared in front of Yuu out of thin air.

With a slight pull of his index finger, Glanzogpen, who was put into the storage space, fell onto the operating table.

"Hungry...you... guy!!" Granzog, who had just recovered from the flesh slime through powerful immortality, was covered with yellow rose patterns, which was the materialization of the B-level curse concept.

Just like reducing the upper limit of blood volume in the game, the strong curse directly suppressed the power of Glanzog to the level of ordinary people. It can be said that Glanzog is at the lowest point of strength since he was born.

Yu silently took out the scalpel and pliers, and there was dark and deep negative energy on them? He was curious now, as one of the oldest dead apostles, Heiyi Gong's power composition of the death apostle killing privilege and the power of the bird The body structure of the Dead Apostles, etc., etc., etc.

Under Glanzog's horrified gaze, he was vivisected.

After a few hours, you silently took off his blood-stained white gloves, scrubbed his slightly beard chin, and said solemnly.

"A special type of soul attack? It seems to have the concept of killing one's own race. According to my situation, it seems that a magic modification can become a primate killer of any type."

"And this special body structure, if it absorbs the advantages, will greatly improve the flexibility and coordination of my body." Glanzog, who was being resurrected by the countdown, took back the space as research material, and walked out slowly. basement.

Instead of going directly to his room with Eltluqi, Yu came to a room that had been cleaned up, because he noticed that his first direct death disciple had awakened.

His lavender waist-length hair was slightly bright red at the tips, and his already pale skin became even more flawless after he became a dead apostle. Through his skin, he could even see the blue blood vessels, and his sleeping face with his eyes closed. With a soft beauty.

Since she had just become a dead apostle, the girl was in a naked body at the moment, both the plump and plump Hun Yuebu and the Maobu with a dense forest all came directly into Yuu's eyes.

Narubalek's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes, the already red eyes now glowing with the scarlet red unique to the Death Apostles.

"Welcome to this cruel family, my 'son'!" Caressing the girl's snow-white skin, she looked at Narubalek with greedy eyes.

"God, there's no poison on my body." Feeling the scorching gaze, Narubalek's pale face had a morbid ruddy, and he directly opened his feet, exposing the smear of powder. in front of Yuu.

"It's so cute!" Yu touched Narubalek's pretty face, untied his belt with a smirk, slapped his waist, and went directly into the somewhat dry passage.

Bright red blood dripped on the sheets.

The whole house is full of spring.

Chapter 311 Deliberation of the Magician Association (Three in One)

London, UK - Clock Tower Headquarters

In the Great Hall of 10,000 people, which is 80 meters long and 50 meters horizontally, there are some figures standing. They number less than 50. At the same time, they are concentrated in the center of the hall, making the whole hall appear extremely empty.

However, with less than 50 people, the entire Great Hall was plunged into a strange and demonic realm, and all the members were glowing with a strange and inexplicable light.

The hall is clearly divided into three factions, one of which has more than 40 people, while the other two are standing by themselves alone.

"The nobles of the Clock Tower are really friendly." One of the old men standing alone said in a flat tone, but it was particularly harsh among the nobles of the Clock Tower present.

At this moment, a man dressed in green and combing lemon hair came out of the noble group.

"Director Kenneth, be careful, the other party has been releasing hostility." In the group of nobles behind him, a noble reminded in a low voice.

Kenneth waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry, then tidied up his clothes and opened his mouth to the old man. "Since the two are also participants, why are you exuding murderous aura like this, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"Huh? You are? Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald!" Another thin middle-aged man standing alone said with a certain look.

"Oh? Since you know my name, there's no need for me to report it. Can you please introduce yourself?" Kenneth narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the faces of the old man and the middle-aged man, and chuckled lightly. said.

"That's right, I'm the great alchemist of the [Atlas Institute], Peter Mezaha." The middle-aged man sorted out the white robe he was wearing, which was a specialty of the desert region, and said solemnly.

"The old man is the Guevilla of [Wandering Sea]." The old man dressed like an old English gentleman in the 19th century took off his hat, bowed, and said in a flat tone.

The faces of the nobles behind Kenneth suddenly became solemn.

[Atlas Academy] and [Wandering Sea], organizations with the same reputation as [Clock Tower], the overall strength of the three is equal, and in order to resist the Church of the Holy Church, they together form a huge organization that controls the magic world-Magicians Association .

But in secret, it is the Clock Tower that controls most of the powers of the Magician Association. After all, the other two organizations pursue a policy of escaping from the world and concentrating on researching magic, which is completely different from the Clock Tower actively recruiting and cultivating magic geniuses all over the world.

And the most important thing is that the three major forces of the Magician Association are currently in a sinister relationship that is inseparable from each other, and even hostile to each other.

In this emergency meeting, even representatives of these two forces were invited, which shows the importance of the meeting.

'Big event! ' The three big characters kept appearing in the minds of many nobles.

tower! tower! tower!

The sound of riding boots stepping on the tiles sounded slowly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the door of the hall, where, with a cold face, Lorelei in a white suit walked slowly towards the center of the hall. Following the very rhythmic footsteps, Lorelei behind her head. Her ponytail also danced in tandem.

"Lord Bathermelo!" XN

The noble magician who belonged to the clock tower bowed solemnly.

When she reached the center of the hall, Lorelei stood still and glanced at the faces of everyone in the hall with sharp brown eyes like knives. She paused slightly when she saw Peter and Guevilla, and then He spoke indifferently.

"Okay, since the representatives of the Wandering Sea and the Atlas Academy have also arrived, let's start the discussion."

"..." The nobles present suddenly became serious.