"The Blood Demon Order! Zachary! You actually took refuge in the Blood Demon Order!"
Looking at the iconic devil's eye mask, Earl Yurst was shocked and angry.
The Blood Captain looked away unnaturally, stepped aside with the other crew members, and made way for them.
In the sky, the majestic black dragon slowly landed on the deck, its body shrinking continuously.
The blood demon cultivator in black robes jumped off the dragon's back, walked slowly to the completely exhausted Earl of Yurst, and looked at him condescendingly.
The scarlet eyes were a bit playful, and the voice under the mask was slightly hoarse:
"Yourst Ness, one of the fourth generation blood descendants of the Ness clan, holds the rank of earl."
"One of the ten great dukes of the Ness clan - a crony of Duke Yorock, the person directly responsible for the Return to Star Project. However... because of his obsession with the study of magic inscriptions, he often acted as a hands-off shopkeeper, so that the execution of the Return to Star Plan was bloody. The descendants fought on their own, and their efficiency was impressive..."
Listening to the other party revealing all his old background, Yuerst's face turned blue and white.
He gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"You bastard from Sherdet! Are you trying to start a war by interfering in my Ness affairs?!"
The Blood Demon Cultist chuckled lightly and said:
"Starting a war? Oh, of course not."
"To be more precise, my dear Lord Earl, we Sherdit... are obviously allies of Ness!"
As he spoke, he licked his lips under the mask, and his eyes were filled with a layer of heat:
"I have never owned a count-level blood servant. Today... I might be able to try it."
After finishing speaking, the Blood Demon Cultist gently raised his right hand and raised a black staff. Dark red light gradually condensed on the staff.
Feeling the pressure coming from his bloodline, Earl Yurst's expression changed slightly.
However, just when the Blood Demon Cultist was about to release the spell, the Blood Captain Zachary took a step forward and stood in front of Yurst:
"Special envoy, the Duke has an order. How to deal with the conservatives is an internal matter of the blood descendants of Ness. Even if we cooperate, Shedite cannot interfere, let alone use the blood-blaspheming staff against me, Ness!"
The Blood Demon Cultist stopped and looked at him steadily with his scarlet eyes. After a moment, he chuckled:
"Since it is the Duke's order, then I will naturally abide by it. This Earl...leave it to the Duke to try the new holy staff."
After saying that, he slowly took back his scepter and looked at Yurst with some pity.
Duke... Your Excellency?
Yurst was stunned.
A bright light flashed in his mind, and a familiar figure faintly appeared.
Yurst's expression changed slightly.
He wanted to say something, but the side effects of the trauma to his mental force field made him increasingly dizzy, and even the phantom poison in his body completely exploded as his strength weakened.
In the end, he fainted directly...
…
Yurst didn't know how long he had been unconscious.
When he woke up, the mental pain was over and the phantom poison in his body had disappeared.
Remembering the attack he suffered before he fell into coma, Yurst quickly sat up, and then found himself in a dark room.
"you're awake."
An old and gentle voice sounded, attracting Yurst's attention.
He looked up and saw an old man wearing aristocratic robes sitting behind a desk not far away under the candlelight, looking through the parchment in his hand.
The shadow covered the old man's appearance, and Yurst couldn't see the other man's face clearly, but under the candlelight, he could clearly see the parchment on the desk.
It was none other than the handwriting he had written in the middle of the boat!
Yurst looked stern and quickly reached out to touch his arms.
And sure enough, the handwriting he put in his arms, the communication crystal used for daily communication with Duke Yorock, and the storage equipment for storing daily necessities and magic equipment were all missing.
"No need to look for it anymore, I have collected all your things. Of course, if you cooperate, they will be returned to you soon."
The old man slowly put down the parchment and said calmly.
The candlelight flickered slightly, illuminating his appearance behind the parchment.
After seeing his appearance clearly, Earl Yurst's expression suddenly changed.
Because that person was none other than one of the standing elders of the Ness Clan Presbyterian Council, another older third-generation blood-dwelling Duke who Duke Yorock didn’t usually deal with very much—Maxim Ness.
"Elder Maxim?! It's actually you!"
"You...really haven't given up on cooperating with the Blood Demon Cult!"
"What on earth do you want to do? You want to kidnap me... Do you want to completely break with Lord Yorock?!"
Earl Yurst said angrily.
Elder Maxim gave him a dull look and chuckled:
"Haha, break up? My relationship with Yorock has never been good, so why should we break up?"
"Then why did you attack me? Aren't you afraid of arousing the wrath of the Great Elder by uniting with the Blood Demon Cult to attack the blood descendants of the same race?! Ruining the negotiation plan between the Duke and Castel, you are trying to destroy Guixing Any plan?"
Count Jurst continued angrily.
Elder Maxim smiled lightly and said:
"Yourst, you don't need to trick me. I have spent more time lifting the lid of the coffin than you have spent sleeping together. Put away your little thoughts of temptation. The title of Great Elder cannot suppress me. "
"As for ruining the Return to Star Plan... Haha, it is Yorock who will ruin the Return to Star Plan and Ness. As for me... I am seriously considering Ness's future."
"Hmph, negotiating with Castel, what a waste of his imagination! He is really going back as he lives longer, and he would put his hopes on an illusory 'god' who doesn't know whether it is real or fake!"
Yurst's eyes widened:
"Are you... crazy? All of Lord Yorock's actions are approved by the Council of Elders and observed by the Great Elder!"
"Are you... questioning the Presbyterian Council and the Great Elder?!"
Elder Maxim gave him a dull look and said meaningfully:
"Oh? Great Elder's Guanzhan?"
"Yulst, let me tell you a secret that even your Lord Duke doesn't know."
"Our Great Elder has not heard the voice of the gods for nearly five hundred years."
"Success is a divine scroll, and failure is a divine scroll. As a member of the divine scroll...actually, he no longer has the power to observe and grasp."
The Great Elder... no longer has the power to watch?
No! Wait... Great Elder, he hasn't heard the voice of the gods for hundreds of years? !
Yurst's eyes widened.
As if he thought of something, his face gradually turned pale.
Seeing his appearance, Elder Maxim said meaningfully:
"It seems that you have already thought of it."
"That's right...the gods we serve may have fallen into true 'eternal sleep'."
