Mysterious Tribulation

William looked dull, looking at the mess of patterns, he almost wanted to cry!

"I, I'm just a rookie just getting started in occultism"

He forcibly held back the tears he was about to shed, fixed his eyes on those stains, calmed his mood with meditation, and inspired hidden inspiration.

Finally, William's inspiration was slightly touched, and he saw a darkness that was so strong that it could not be overcome.

"I saw the darkness!"

He murmured in a bewildered tone.

"What you see is that your future represents the threat of death recently. This is a fact that can be known without divination. The waste can be seen in a more specific time and place of death."

Aaron pouted.

"I"

William could only trace his inspiration again. In his eyes, the environment around the bar suddenly became dark, and only the coffee stains on the plate shone strangely.

Those rays of light circulate indefinitely, bringing all kinds of hazy images.

He wanted to catch those illusions, but found that he couldn't see clearly. ⿴x33 novel mobile terminal: tts:ヽ.

In the end, William murmured with tears in his eyes: "I saw the occult symbol representing the week."

"Limiting time to one week is still a waste!"

Aaron commented.

The divination scene he saw was the night three days later, in a dim alley, William fell in a pool of blood, his eyes gradually losing his spirit.

Beside the corpse, there was also a gentleman in a white suit and mask standing.

"Boss, what should I do? Within a week, I will face death"

William screamed.

"Isn’t you still dead? It seems that you are still walking too little on the path of the tower. I did the most difficult fortune telling for you, but you can’t even interpret the symbols. If you want to interpret this divination, you need Only by opening the third element, becoming a bachelor, or even an inhuman wise man can he barely do it"

Aaron waved his hand: "I'll stare at you if I continue to work."

"Even if you are about to die, can't you escape the boss's work?"

William lost his eyes, like a walking corpse, returned to the back of the bar, moved his hands mechanically, and continued to work subconsciously.

Two days passed quickly.

Aaron didn't go to Halsey's mobile castle for these two days, after all, he had to pretend to be working hard to forge.

Only occasionally when I went to a bar to dine, I heard Barking say that William's state was getting worse and worse.

Finally, it was the third day.

27 Phoenix Street.

Aaron walked into the room with replacement drawers, slightly inspired.

He took a few steps forward, came to the carved chest of drawers, and opened the first drawer.

I saw a letter suddenly appeared in the empty drawer, and under the letterhead, there was a thick stack of documents.

The letterhead is a white cover, with a line of graceful handwriting written by Mr. Yasuo personally.

Aaron picked up the documents and letter, wrote a note that he had received, and threw it into the drawer, closed the door of the room, went to the study, made himself a cup of hot cocoa, and leaned on the soft chair behind the desk. Opened the envelope with the knife on the table and slowly read the contents of the letter.

"Dear Mr. Yasuo, I have collected all the information about the descendants of the rebels, and I attach it to the letter. Next, I will give a brief introduction to the group of rebels since the death of Sauron the Kingslayer. They were about to fall into chaos and destruction, and they were on the verge of extinction, but in the dark and chaotic age, they invested in the existence of a Si-year-old, named Mother of the Night. Created an organization called Blood of Decline!" x

"They are hunting the rest of the descendants of Sotos frantically. They seem to have some kind of bloodline occult, which can gain power from similar bloodlines. This may be a certain ritual taught to them by the Mother of Night. Now, the blood of death is still there. It is a hidden cult with strength surpassing the Green Banyan Council, with more than one non-human existence!"

"They are quite cunning and dangerous. According to the council's confirmation, the other series of Sotos has been almost completely extinct by them, and they like to hide the killings in accidents and natural deaths. Their actions are quite hidden, so they have not received much attention and attracted. Crackdown by the Bureau of Investigation"

Aaron pondered for a long time, put down the letter, and looked at the declining blood data below.

The Blood of Decline adopts the cult model, which only develops believers from the descendants of its members, and worships the Mother of the Night. The members are mostly Red Element Extraordinaries. The currently known non-human existences include the Patriarch Bogin Sauron and the Bloodthirsty Love Mansolen

Below, there are portraits of two people.

Aaron glanced and saw that Borgin was a scholarly old man, while Loveman was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and longing for blood and evil in his eyes.

In addition to these two people, there is also a high-level introduction about the blood of death in the materials, which are basically the third element.

For the Green Banyan Council, they are the enemies of life and death, but in Aaron's eyes, they are just miscellaneous soldiers.

After reading the information, he thought of more:

"Mother of the Night? He shelters the descendants of Shaun. Isn't he interested in Aaron Sotos? After all, he is the first extraordinary person on earth."

"The other party does not bother to pretend, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the owner of the corpse is his child, who has the right to breed and reproduce, and who else is besides the flesh-and-blood mother tree."

"The use of the title of Mother of the Night means that even if the Mother of Flesh Tree gave birth to the Skeleton Lord, it has not completely stripped of the dark wounds? Does it favor the dark realm or the so-called Mother of Night is the Flesh Mother made up by virtue of the dark element? Face, a clone"

Aaron smelled conspiracy.

In the ancient ages, apart from the Scarlet Creator, the most powerful of the Simeish Gods should be the Flesh Mother Tree and the Black Sun.

The latter has completely fallen, but the flesh-and-blood mother tree may still survive!

"However, even if these hidden existences know that there are some problems with Aaron Sotos, they are at most suspicion that they were the first to obtain mysterious channels, and thus recruited the twenty-five children of the blood of decline and death, and carried out blood tracing and research and even the believers of the spirit of vain. This mask hasn't been seen through."

Aaron patted his chest: "There are still several layers of my mask. It's fine for the time being and I don't have any direct blood. There is almost no clue to be caught."

"There are also the relics discovered by the vulture last time. Could it be that this decayed blood organization left behind"

"Is it a pure road to the red? The material for my promotion to the furnace is just missing a legacy of the inhuman existence of the red" div

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