"Oh, the dignified [Blood Demon] can be so embarrassed." A young man wearing a black wizard hat suddenly appeared behind Famitheus. He was wearing a blood-red windbreaker of the same style as the old man, looking handsome.

"I warn you again not to stand behind me." Vermetheus said coldly, sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes.

The young man wearing a black wizard hat smiled disapprovingly, "I'm curious who has the ability to hurt you."

"That woman..." Vermetheus gritted his teeth and his fists slammed.

Since Jim's white horse and Rick's carriage were left in the blood field, everyone had to rent a new carriage and go home temporarily.

Jim became a coachman this time, after all, only he could recognize the way back and forth. At this time, Rick, Xin, Grey, Belle and Elena were all sitting in the carriage that could accommodate ten people, and it didn't seem crowded.

"Hey, instructor, I really want to hear you talk about how you held that weird old man in the blood field." Grey held Elena's arm and said coquettishly: "The battle must be very exciting. Grey has never seen such a high-level duel."

The woman in black robe just smiled elegantly and said lightly: "Didn't I tell you many times? Although Vermetheus is a sacred realm, his strength is only reflected in the extremely powerful necromancer. And I have a better grasp of the rules of space than him, so I opened the crack of time and space, temporarily trapped the guy in it, and then escaped by myself."

Grey was not satisfied with the answer at all, "Isn't there a thrilling spell showdown?"

"Fametheus is a great magician, and I am just a magician. If I compete with him head-on for magic, I probably won't be back." Elena said with a smile on her face.

Outside the carriage, Jim frowned and said to himself: "Famitheus's strength is far superior to her. How could he be so easily imprisoned in the cracks of time and space? This woman must have hidden something." He could not believe that Elena could escape unscathed in the face of the Sanctuary.

Rick didn't know the power of the Sanctuary, so he didn't take Elena's words seriously. Although he couldn't meet with Vermetheus alone, he still obtained a very important information: Blay was a member of Blood Moon.

After returning to the capital, please contact Mihaier to investigate this organization.

"Did you say this guy die?" Xin pointed to Sriel in a cloth bag on the floor of the carriage and said with a puff, "That old man is so cruel that he doesn't even let his own students go."

"Grey has injected magic into his body. As long as he has a breath, he will not die before the magic has dried up." Rick looked at Elena again and asked, "Instructor, Famitheus said before that Sriel will be arrested for an experiment. What's going on?"

"I don't know this either. Anyway, I want to hand over Sriel to the Holy Church. Maybe they want to discover the secret of the immortality of the necromancer magic from this guy's body. Of course, this is not something we can do with." Elena said lightly with her long black hair behind her ears.

"Is that cruel?" Belle asked with some difficulty.

"Sister Belle, you are so kind. Such a bad guy deserves punishment, and this guy actually turned your summoned beast into a necro creature." If Sriel hadn't looked like he was going to die, Grey would have wanted to kick him a few times.

Elena smiled slightly, closed her eyes and entered a meditation state.

...

This is a dim room, as dark as a dungeon. Relying on the light of the green ghost fire on the walls, in fact, even without a single light will not affect the people gathered here.

Eight mysterious people wearing blood-red windbreakers formed a circle, and the same thing was the bright red half-month on the cloak behind them.

This is the base of the Blood Moon Organization.

"Everyone is here." A young man wearing a black wizard hat glanced at the other seven people with satisfaction. "It seems that you still keep your words in your heart. I am very grateful." He smiled and bent down to salute.

The other seven people did not speak, and their bodies seemed to be shrouded in fog. It was like a strong wind could blow them away.

In fact, the eight people in the Blood Moon Organization are not in the same place at all. They all exist here in the form of souls.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at him expressionlessly and asked faintly: "Famitheus, are you injured?"

The silver-haired old man snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Nero, what are you laughing at?" the middle-aged man turned his head and frowned.

The man with a black wizard hat on his head laughed and said, "Boss, don't continue to ask questions. This old ghost, Femethus, can't tell me."

Next to Nero, a woman with long pink hair suddenly opened her eyes like a red cat's eyes and a red windbreaker, dressing the woman beautifully and charmingly.

Nero pressed down his black wizard hat, unconsciously distanced himself from the long pink woman with long hair, and smiled awkwardly: "The aura of [Witch] is still very strong. When you get close to you, you will feel like you are going to be killed."

Eller smiled charmingly and said in a coquettish way: "How could we be, we are companions."

Nero laughed a few times, without saying anything, he didn't want to have anything to do with this woman.

"Alan, report the recent situation." said the middle-aged man who was called the leader by Nero.

Except for Ailan, the other seven people are taller, and only she is like a child.

"I haven't gained much lately. I could have accepted the souls of two powerful men in the Holy Land, but..." Ailan glanced at Elle with a complaining face, without saying the second half.

"Eller, what's going on?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.

The atmosphere stumbled, and the air seemed to stop flowing, quietly suffocating.

Nero smiled bitterly and muttered, "The only one who dares to question the witch in person is the only one who dares to question him."

Eller smiled brightly, as if he was not concerned about the tone of the middle-aged man. "Eran was besieged by the Knight King Beth and Yuriod, and then she opened the crack of time and space to summon me." She smiled and glanced at Eller. She continued, "Although I subdued the two, it took a lot of time to extract the soul. When Ellan finished, the crack of time and space would have disappeared long ago. I don't want to run so far from the Principality of Light Plate alone. So let the King of Knights and Will of Deep Sea be spared."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and stared at Elle coldly, as if he was not satisfied with her actions at all.

"Why are you staring at someone with such fierce eyes..." Eller looked scared, but the charming smile on his face did not diminish at all.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, just frowned and stared at her, and the room fell into death-like silence again.

"Since Eller has the ability to defeat the Knight King and the Deep Sea Will. It doesn't matter if you let them go for the time being. It's only a matter of time before you seize the souls of the two." A handsome and tall man next to Ellan broke the deadlock.

"Blay! You help this woman again!" Alan twisted his back angrily, but found that he was in a soul state at this time and could not pinch his flesh at all.

Bry smiled faintly. Under his thick and slender eyelashes, there were bright big eyes, a knife-like nose and pointed chin, and a face that made women jealous.

If he leaves his hair longer and puts on women's clothing, he will definitely be treated as a beauty when walking on the street.

The middle-aged man nodded and said seriously: "Forget it this time, Eller, don't affect our plan because of this little thing."

The witch did not take his words to heart. Instead, she secretly gave Bry a glamorous look, as if saying "Thank you."

Blay immediately turned red and smiled foolishly, looking fascinated.

"Blay!!" Alan clenched his pink fists and roared angrily.

After coughing a few embarrassingly, Blay said seriously: "Why are you yelling? I will cause trouble for you when the meeting ends and stays."

Nero was relatively thin, but he was also a handsome man. He chuckled a few times, "Sister Ailan, why should you be jealous? Why don't you put it in your arms? I'm the best at pitying the fragrance and savoring the jade."

"Who allows you to call me Alan? Get out of here. You are pretty good-looking." Alan cursed mercilessly.

Nero's face collapsed and he complained a few times in grief and anger, "Blay, you are really in blessings but don't know how blessed you."

"This is not a place for you to flirt with each other," the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but speak, "Since there is no gain, let's break up."

A flash of light and a giant sword fell into his hand. Unlike ordinary swords, this one was made of bronze and looked very old. The sides of the sword were not smooth, but sharp thorns like a saw.

"This sword is already unbearable." The middle-aged man said lightly.

If Rick is present, he will definitely exclaim: "Divine Sword Soul-Suppressing!"

"Since the boss has spoken, I won't waste everyone's time." Nero sang a spell softly, and the eight figures in red gradually disappeared in the air like evaporating gas.

"Stop Alan and me," Blake reminded.

With a oh, Nero's soul disappeared, and only Bry and Ayran were left in the dim room.

"What are you doing?" The girl put her hands on her chest, with her back facing him.

"Alan, it's been a year since the last meeting, right?" Blay squatted down, put his hands on the girl's shoulders, and turned her over to face him.

Ailan blushed, snorted disdainfully, and complained: "You will miss others, but don't think I will forgive you."

Blai looked at her quietly, remained silent for a while, and said angrily: "Who misses you..."

"Ah!! You are a heartless person!" Alan fisted at him angrily, but because it was in the form of a soul, his hand passed through Blaine's nose.

"Stop coming, I have nothing to do with you." Bry rolled his eyes and said seriously: "You ran away last time, this time you have to answer me!"

Alan lowered her head guiltily, she already knew what Blaine wanted to ask.

"A year ago, Allen was besieged by Kim and Joey, why didn't you help him?" Blay took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"I...I'm not good at fighting again. Although I summoned a bone dragon, I was suppressed by the Knight King and had no time to save your brother." Ailan said in disappointment: "And the bone dragon..."

Looking at Alan with complicated eyes, Bry sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, the matter has passed, and I have accepted this fact long ago."

"Since that's the case, don't drink to relieve your sorrows every day." Alan pouted and said unhappily.

"There's one more thing..." Blay asked suddenly.

"Hmm?" Alan was slightly stunned.

"If Allen's death had attracted the attention of the whole continent, I would still be kept in the dark." Blay said coldly.

"I...I'm afraid you're sad, so I didn't tell you at that time." Ailan thought for a while, put his hands on his hips, and said angrily: "Didn't I do it all later? Why are you still petty about this matter now!"

"No, I didn't blame you, do you remember, you said that," Bry stared at Elland seriously and asked, "A servant next to Ellen, who is that guy?"

Alan raised her head and thought about it carefully, "Oh, he is..."

...

"Ah snee!" Rick touched his nose casually, not caring.

"Kyle, did you catch a cold while in the Ice and Snow Empire?" Belle asked with a smile, blinking her beautiful eyes.

Haha, Rick was very happy that Belle took the initiative to care about him, "It's not that, I'm very strong." After that, he patted his strong biceps showing off.

"Tsk." Grey glanced at Rick and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"How could I smell a sour smell?" Xin looked at Ge Rui with a smile, and raised his eyebrows contemptuously at her.

"What a disgusting expression." The girl slammed mercilessly.

The boy in white darkened his face and simply closed his eyes and ignored her.
To be continued...