The early autumn night sky was as clear and bright as if it had been washed by water. The stars in the sky echoed with the lights of the city. The wind blew through the streets with a slight chill, and Mu Yaxi shivered. Mu Long took off his coat and put it on her. "You're so old, but you still can't take care of yourself."
"Did the previous topic end happily?" Mu Yaxi blinked mischievously, wrapped his coat around himself, and tried to get away with it.
"What else can I say?" Mu Long pinched her nose without any mercy, twisting her nose red.
"It hurts... it hurts..." Mu Yaxi said in a muffled voice, covering his "injured" nose and protesting with his eyes.
"If you agree to one condition of mine, I will let you stay here." Mu Long suddenly became serious.
"You tell me a hundred conditions and I'll agree to them all."
"Don't help the evildoers."
The two of them fell into an awkward silence again. Aiding the evil? Mu Yaxi couldn't quite grasp the criteria for aiding the evil. Would helping Luo Youyou destroy the Soul Killer Sect count as aiding the evil? If the Soul Killer Sect's method didn't work, would helping her release Lilith count as aiding the evil? This condition was too difficult to measure.
"Hehehe, can we change it?" Mu Yaxi took Mu Long's arm with a rogue look on his face and shook it rhythmically.
"We can't help her kill innocent people."
"Whether I'm innocent or not depends on my own standards." Mu Yaxi pointed at his nose.
Mu Long sighed helplessly, shook his head, and looked at the smooth ground. "Let's go, take a good walk with Dad."
......
Mo Yu led a team of 12 people, passed through the Soul Killer Sect's base underground, and headed towards the altar.
Some people in the team began to feel uneasy, as if something was controlling their brains and affecting their emotions.
Mo Yu shook his head and felt that there were blank spaces in his brain that were eroding his consciousness. At the beginning, the blank spaces were like tiny mosaics, but the closer he got to the altar, the larger the mosaics became, hindering his normal thinking.
He calmed himself down and tried to move forward a little, but suddenly an illusion seemed to appear in front of his eyes. His sight was no longer the tunnel that had just been dug in front of him, nor was it the teammates following closely behind him.
The images in his eyes were both real and unreal. He even saw himself in his own eyes, as if there was a mirror in front of him...
He looked back at the others. Some of them were beginning to lose consciousness and their eyes could not focus. Some were shaking their heads hard, as if trying to get rid of the illusion before them.
Mo Yu quickly gestured, signaling everyone to retreat. It seemed the path directly to the center of the altar was impassable. If they continued, they would likely be completely wiped out...
The entire team "returned in defeat" and stood in the yard like frosted eggplants, as if waiting for punishment.
It was almost dawn, the pale blue sky was studded with a few remaining stars, the wild grass was trembling slightly, shrouded in a hazy halo of light. The Nofel team would rather stand in the thin sunlight and get scorched bit by bit than go in and feel the low pressure inside.
Mo Yu stood in front of Luo Youyou with his head down as if he had committed a mistake, not daring to look into her eyes.
Luo Youyou's eyes were focused on a point on the ground. She was thinking about something and had no intention of blaming him.
"Let them in first. They will turn into ashes soon." Mu Yaxi looked at the people standing outside worriedly and pushed Mo Yu.
Mo Yu still kept his head down, not saying a word or expressing his opinion, as if he would stand there like a statue unless Luo Youyou spoke.
"Come in first and conserve your strength."
Luo Youyou finally spoke, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The small team came in sparsely, slipped to the dark corner, and returned to their positions after a while. No one knew which gap they escaped through.
"I remembered the records about the thirteen creation gods. One of them was the Soul Transfer Officer. The rules of soul reincarnation were set by him. His weapon was the Soul Transfer Halberd, which could transfer souls." Mu Long tried hard to search the memories in his mind, but he didn't remember it very clearly.
"The weapons of the God of Creation were left in heaven when it was destroyed. Since no one can enter or leave heaven, the weapons were buried there. How could the Soul-Transferring Halberd be in the human world?" Yuri asked.
"It's hard to say. After all, no one has ever counted the weapons after the destruction of the Heavenly Realm. The war was so fierce, it's normal for the battle to spread from the Heavenly Realm to the Human Realm. The Demon Lord might know about it."
Luo Youyou listened to their conversation. Although she didn't know what the Soul-Transferring Halberd was, she felt it was necessary to ask Barlow.
In a flash, we arrived at the Soul-Killing Sect. The small building had been thawed, but the power had not been restored yet and it was pitch black.
Luo Youyou sniffed Barlow's scent carefully. The scent of the Soul-Killing Sect was complex and strong. It was really difficult to distinguish Barlow's scent in such a mixed smell.
There were remnants of the smell of Barro everywhere, but only a little bit, and it was impossible to tell which direction it was coming from.
Luo Youyou was worrying about how to find Barlow quietly, when suddenly a bloody smell rushed into his nose. This smell... was right!
A figure flashed by in the darkness, and passersby thought they had seen a ghost. But in the Soul Killer Sect, ghosts are the energy of the soul, and in the Soul Killer Sect base, there are many such energies.
Those with stronger energy can be detected as a shadow by the naked eye, while those with weaker energy float in this space and can only be identified by instruments. They should all be used to it, so no one doubts it.
Through the glass window, Barlow was sitting quietly on a chair in the laboratory. Beside him was a man in a white coat drawing his blood with a special syringe. On the other side was a sophisticated instrument, which entered the instrument the moment the blood was drawn.
Baroben's eyes were dazed, and he didn't know what he was recalling. Suddenly, he smelled Luo Youyou's scent, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked towards the place where Luo Youyou was hiding.
Luo Youyou asked in a voice that only vampires could hear, "Father, do you know the Soul Transfer Halberd?"
Barlow nodded thoughtfully.
"Is the Soul-Transferring Halberd in the human world?" Luo Youyou asked.
Barlow tried hard to recall that during the war, a creator god was sniped and killed in the human world, but he could not remember who it was.
Barlow shook his head uncertainly, suddenly stood up, hypnotized several staff members, put his finger into the blood sample in the instrument, and absorbed something. Then he slowly opened the door of the laboratory and let Luo Youyou in.
"This is..." Luo Youyou looked at Barlow in confusion, not knowing what he had just done.
"The secrets of the vampire race are hidden in our blood. You, a mere human, want to explore my secrets. You are overestimating yourself." Barlow snorted coldly.
Luo Youyou suddenly realized that Barlow's pretense of compromise was merely a delaying tactic; he hadn't let the Soul Slayers obtain his true blood sample. No wonder Cheng Bang had shaken his head the last time he came, staring at the thick stack of data.
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