"Am I crazy? Go and suck the blood from the secondary body of the Dragon Girl?"

Kevin Nell put away the fangs that had already extended to the outside of his lips, and the red light in his eyes gradually faded: "I'm just evaluating and feeling, don't be too nervous, Cresey, I don't want to be burned to death by the disaster of that highness. Please search on Baidu-"

"If you understand this, it's of course the best!"

Cresey Jacks snorted lightly, then looked around and checked the magic arrays around the walls: "It seems that they have been completed, right? Have you checked carefully? We only have one chance. There is no mistake in this magic ceremony."

"Not foolproof! Have you forgotten my nickname? Meticulous Kevin, I've checked it three times before that."

Kevin's voice paused: "Do you really want to do this? To be honest, at this time, I really don't recommend doing this. Her negative emotions have been below the threshold for three days after meeting the standard. I don't know why, but her will now become extremely firm. Even our illusionist has no way to deal with her. I'm a little worried."

"What are you worried about?"

Cresey Jacks actually already knows the answer: "Are you worried that the resurrection eggs will not hatch? Or after hatching, our princess will not be able to crush her consciousness?"

"I am not worried about this. How can the power of the Demigod Dragon Girl be able to resist the soul of a mortal? But this body is hers after all. What I am worried about is that if the residual will remain, it will affect the princess' control over the body. This will become her highness's weakness in legends and even demigod-level battles."

Kevin Nell frowned and said, "Then hatching is also a problem. With the help of the power of the Day of Halloween, it can indeed lower the hatching threshold of the resurrection egg and greatly shorten the time. But if Herool herself is still resisting her fate, it will affect the absorption of the resurrection egg's energy into the blood pool."

"I can probably guess some of these consequences."

Cresey Jacks sighed: "But Kevin, we have no time now. As you know, the little devil named Andre has made us lose ground. Under his command, there have been a large number of people who make us feel difficult. In addition, I have also received inside information that the Protestant Church of Light and FBI have learned about our plan to resurrect His Royal Highness. So we have no choice. If the Princess cannot be successfully resurrected on Halloween, we may not have the right opportunity within the year. That also means that all our previous efforts will be gained nothing."

Kevin Nell's expression gradually became solemn: "Is the situation so serious?"

"It will only be so severe that it will be beyond your imagination."

A decisive meaning flashed in Cresey Jacks' eyes: "Kevin, if we want to avoid affecting the follow-up plan of the headquarters, the resurrection of the Dragon Girl in the Disaster Flame is imperative. This is one of our most important bargaining chips and combat powers. At this time, even if it is possible to cause hidden dangers in Your Highness's body, we can only do it. At most, we will find a way to make up for it in the future. To solve the residual will of this girl, right?"

"Okay~"

Kevin Nell looked helpless: "I will use a set of soul-suppressing nails for her, which can effectively suppress Hairoul's soul and will. This is actually not conducive to the absorption of the energy of the resurrection egg in the blood pool, but it is conducive to the princess' control of this body. However, our magic weapon is not in stock, so we can only contribute privately. Afterwards, you have to let the people above compensate me."

"Since there is a way, then do it~"

Cresey Jacks laughed: "The Dragon Witch Cult never treats contributing believers, but you have to pay attention, don't get out of control."

"This is very dangerous, I'll try my best."

Kevin Nell's fangs were highlighted again, and then he turned into countless bats and came to the high platform in the center. He took out a set of black spikes totaling dozens of them, and then nailed them into Herool's chest and abdomen one by one. Five of them were even nailed from Herool's head, cleverly avoiding the brain marrow and inserting them into Herool's skull.

This brought great pain to the girl. Her pretty face gradually twisted and became unsightly. She was still struggling hard, pulling the chains and spikes in her hands and feet, causing more blood to overflow.

However, when the last black spike was inserted into her neck, Hairoul's body suddenly froze, his eyes were blank and he was speechless, as if he was dead, he was no longer moving.

"She is tempting me."

Kevin Nell looked at the blood flow overflowing from Herool greedily and reluctantly, and then turned into thousands of bats with great difficulty and returned to Cresey Jacks.

"Her blood is indeed very sweet, challenging my control."

At this moment, the door behind them suddenly opened. Edwin Antonio walked in with a group of people wearing black burqas and dragon-faced masks.

"It's finally here."

Cresey Jacks smiled and greeted him, then stroked his chest and bowed to these people: "Cresey Aman, the great priest of the Dragon Witch Cult, I would like to welcome all the guests on behalf of our sect. According to our previous agreement, before the great Dragon Girl of Disaster Flame is resurrected, I invite you to enjoy the Disaster Flame Blood Feast here."

"It's a little sudden, but I probably know your situation. I'm forced by that little guy who suddenly rises is a little embarrassed, right?"

That was a man with a black dragon mask among the crowd: "What I want to know is, how sure are you now? You should understand that FBI and the Protestant Church of Light will take action against you at any time, and they may have learned about this place."

“It was because we expected it, so we advanced the plan to Halloween.”

Cresey Jacks smiled and said, "We should still have time. As long as you help us delay according to the scheduled plan, then whether it is the Protestantism of Light, FBI, or other government law enforcement agencies, it cannot be implemented as soon as possible. We have to thank the bureaucracy of this country, otherwise my efforts for twelve years will end here."

"But in addition to this, there is Andre Lee Wiltonstein."

The voice was hoarse and old, from another man in black robe: "The Demon Tower Management Committee has given him the authorization to use the Demon Tower Array, and his subordinates have also added a level 17-level sacred warrior. They may appear here at any time, the Grand Priest of Cresey Aman."

"IMHO"

Professor Kevin Nell spoke with some dissatisfaction: "The reason why that boy forced us to this point is because you indulge him."

This sentence did not attract any response. Several dragon-faced masked men looked at Kevin Nell with indifference and sarcasm.

Even Edwin Antonio himself and Cresey Jacks did not agree. Although these "distinguished guests" in front of them were powerful figures in Atlanta, they were not the top ones. With their own constraints and their identities and future troubles, they could help them cover up the plan of the resurrection of the Dragon Girl to this day. They did their best.

"Don't worry, everyone, if it were just that lucky Andre, I think we would still be able to deal with it."
Chapter completed!