The male god, he is handsome and cracks the sky [Quick time travel]

Sixth World 12

Zhou Bai was sitting on a comfortable high chair, his slender legs crossed leisurely, his eyes were cold, a thin and formidable white light entered the room, making him appear more and more difficult to approach.

Standing beside Zhou Bai were two tall figures, a man and a woman, standing quietly in the darkness. They all had the same delicate face and pale skin. One could tell their identities as vampires at first sight.

The strange thing is that they all have different-colored pupils.

Zhou Bai was the first to break the silence: "Now the Pope has started to block the news from last night, right?" He used a question, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Yes." The female vampire replied respectfully.

"Very good." Zhou Bai narrowed his eyes lightly, and his thick and thick eyelashes covered the look in his eyes, "Anna, you go tell Enrique to stop the Holy See's action to block the news, and add fuel to the flames yesterday The farther the story is spread, the better."

"Yes." The female vampire named Anna didn't ask much, but just nodded calmly, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"Joseph." Zhou Bai's expression remained unchanged, "Is everything done?"

"Everything is going according to plan, my lord."

"Very good." Zhou Bai hooked the corners of his lips, his pupils as dark as a dark night were as indifferent as ice.

"Next, it's time to pay a good visit to our guest, Earl Ross."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ , the entire room is exposed to light.

Earl Ross curled up in a corner in a panic, his hands were tightly bound by a strangely shaped chain, and anklets with the same pattern were also bound on his ankles.

His brows were furrowed, his pale face became strangely pale, and his forehead was also covered with fine beads of sweat.

Even though he has a certain resistance to sunlight, after all, sunlight is the natural enemy of vampires, and he has been exposed to sunlight for a long time—even if the sunlight is not too strong, he still feels extremely uncomfortable.

On the way those wastes of the Holy See escorted him here, he once found a gap and was about to escape in one go, but unexpectedly, he was miraculously caught back, and after he was caught, he was handcuffed This weird chain, and then they just dropped him in this room.

He had heard of the pattern on this chain, which was specially made to suppress the power of vampires, and it was also considered one of the sacred objects of the Holy See.

Earl Rose twitched his lips mockingly. He really didn't expect that the Holy See valued him so much that he would even use this kind of thing.

And throwing him, who was completely weak, into the sunlight, rather than forgetting to consider the factors of the sunlight, it was more like torture with ulterior motives.

Earl Ross only felt that his naked skin was aching as if being burned, and the scorching light shot straight into his iris, and he felt almost unable to think, dizziness and pain firmly occupying his mind.

Suddenly, a slight sound of metal sliding was transmitted to the eardrums. With the sound, Earl Ross' eyes dimmed instantly. The long-lost darkness healed his skin burned by the sun, and the cool feeling slowly surrounded him.

Earl Ross raised his head with difficulty, his dizzy eyes had not yet returned to their original state, and his eyes, which were struggling to open, were blurred like flashes.

He saw a blurry figure standing in front of his eyes, with his back to the light, and then pulled hard, the scorching light was blocked out for a moment, and the pleasant darkness suddenly fell.

Behind that figure, there seems to be a warm soft light outside the house, which is not like the scorching and stinging sun, but has the soft warmth of the sun, as if attracting moths to the flame, deeply attracting the darkness that lurks in the eternal night biology.

Earl Ross closed his eyes fiercely, as if he wanted to drive away the unnecessary fluctuations in his heart.

When he opened his eyes again, those blood-colored pupils had become calm and unfathomable again.

Earl Ross stared at the man standing in front of him, Zhou Bai's figure was clearly reflected in his cold red pupils: "Snow Mia."

The hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, as if it contained complex emotions, but his tone was calm and scary.

Zhou Bai bent his eyebrows, his deep pupils seemed to contain lakes and stars, just like the memory of Earl Ross, so mysterious that people couldn't see through them.

Earl Ross couldn't help clenching his teeth, secretly spurning his lack of focus just now.

The tall and tall man in front of him sized Earl Ross carefully for a while, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

He stretched out his hand and rang the bell, and before the bell rang, two people in white robes appeared in front of him mysteriously.

They bowed together and said respectfully, "My lord."

Zhou Bai stared at them, with heavy anger surging in his dark eyes: "I said before, I want you to take good care of him, and there should be no accidents. When I said no accidents, I meant that he should be unscathed. "

Those two people looked at each other secretly, and lowered their heads deeper: "I'm sorry, my lord, it was our negligence."

Zhou Bai's brows frowned even tighter, he pinched the center of his brows, and said in a deep voice, "Go to the holy punishment room to receive the punishment." The deep voice was cold, clear and indifferent.

Earl Los, who was watching quietly from the side, had a flickering expression, as if his heart had been lightly hit.

That young man who was alluring and elf like a dark night suddenly turned into a majestic and indifferent man with a dignified aura.However, it was equally mysterious and detached, making people's heart clamor to conquer him, but at the same time, they couldn't help but cherish him, "Yes." The two replied in unison, and then left the room backwards.

Earl Ross glanced up at the corner of one of the robes, and in the corner of the silver lining, he could vaguely see a pattern embroidered with dark silk thread. With the excellent dynamic vision of vampires, he clearly saw the pattern Like a blooming black rose.

Do other people in the Holy See also have this pattern on their bodies?Earl Los frowned slightly.

Before he could continue to think deeply, those two people had already left quickly, and the dark silver door closed behind them with a dull sound.

The room was once again occupied by silence.

Zhou Bai came over, bent down, and picked up Earl Los.

Earl Ross's eyes widened suddenly: "What..."

Zhou Bai continued to walk forward as if he had never heard of it.

Earl Ross opened his mouth angrily, and bit down hard on the slender and fair neck in front of him.

Zhou Bai tilted his head to the side, just in time to avoid Earl Los's harmless attack.

"Let me go." Earl Ross said through gritted teeth, his blood-colored eyes sparkling with embarrassment.

Zhou Bai lowered his eyes, and looked at him coldly with bright black pupils, as if he was looking at a naive child who was having a temper: "Stay well. You know the effect of sunlight on vampires better than I do."

Earl Ross choked.

He was carried to the bed by Zhou Bai with a dazed expression, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Zhou Bai loosened one of his shackles, and then fastened it firmly to the iron rod at the head of the bed. He looked at Zhou Bai coldly, his blood-colored pupils were deep and full of killing intent, but because he was now The posture seems a bit weak.

Zhou Bai didn't stop, and was about to leave the room, but he only heard Earl Ross's voice behind him: "Snow Mea." The lofty tone was as low and arrogant as ever, with unquestionable certainty.

Zhou Bai paused, but he neither answered nor turned around.

"Why did you betray me?" Earl Los's voice was filled with gritted teeth. "To find those brazen and duplicity scum of the Holy See?"

Zhou Bai turned around this time.

The indifferent black eyes stared at him calmly: "First, I have never chosen allegiance, so there is no betrayal."

I'm not talking allegiance!

Earl Ross almost blurted out.

"Secondly, I'm a human being. You know which side I'll choose, so why bother to ask?" Zhou Bai lowered his head and straightened his cuffs, and said slowly.

This time, Earl Ross smiled, his snow-white sharp canines gleamed coldly, and his blood-red eyes were bloodthirsty and dangerous: "Then you should kill me now, otherwise, you won't want to know that you fell into my hands." What will happen next."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Bai looked up at him and shook his head: "No, I won't kill you."

Earl Ross was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to continue asking.

But Zhou Bai strode away without looking back, and the door was closed heavily, successfully stopping the unspoken words of Earl Ross.

The room returned to silence, and only Earl Ross stared at the closed door thoughtfully.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zhou Bai covered the door of Earl Ross's room, gently He straightened the slightly shrunken neckline due to the movement, and then walked in the opposite direction from when he came.

He went straight through the complicated corridors, bypassed the neatly manicured and blooming flower beds, and came to the tower located in the center of the place.

Zhou Bai looked up at this exquisite building. The white and flawless slender tower body is elegant and holy, and a cross on the tall spire reaches straight into the sky. This is the center of the entire Holy See.

Zhou Bai approached calmly, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the church.

The inside of the church is slightly darker than the outside, but it is dark and warm. Looking at the delicate and narrow tower body from the outside, you will find that the inside is unexpectedly wide and empty when you enter.

Bright and soft sunlight shines through the multicolored glass, and fine dust particles dance in the air.

An old man stood under a high hanging cross, with white hair and pale face, a calm and serene face, and a faint majesty in his old brows.

The long and solemn red dress was dragged to the feet, and there were faint luster flashes between the movements.

Zhou Bai walked up to him and gave him a slight pause: "Bishop."

The old man looked up at Zhou Bai, and said gently, "You are here, my child."

Zhou Bai lifted his lips, quietly looked directly into the Bishop's eyes, and waited for his next words.

"Son, you did a great job. You were able to take down the entire high-ranking blood clan in one fell swoop, which really impressed me." The bishop lowered his head, gently turned back a page of the Bible in front of him, and said casually, "Then, now It's time to hand over the charge to me."

Zhou Bai smiled coldly, "What you have spent 40 years failing to achieve, I have accomplished in three years. Even the undercover agents you sent have become their admirers. Now that I have won, you all want to take the victory for yourself? This is too far-fetched.”

The bishop smiled: "Count Los is the strongest of the blood race. He will not die, the power in his hands will not be eliminated, and his party members will not be completely eliminated. Sooner or later, the blood race will resurface. How much harm will this cause to the human world, you know ?"

Zhou Bai did not confront each other, but asked indifferently: "If Earl Ross dies, what are you going to do?"

"Of course it is to wipe out the remnants of the blood race, so that they can no longer threaten our safety, so as to promote the prestige of the Lord and let the world have correct beliefs."

Zhou Bai's smile curved even wider, but there was no warmth in his cold eyes: "So, it's genocide and brainwashing, right?"

The bishop was noncommittal, and continued: "Son, believe in the Lord, only in this way can your soul be saved, and you will become my new holy son. After I return to the embrace of the Lord, you will be able to become the new bishop. Earl Ross to me."

"Then torture his henchmen and silence him?" Zhou Bai lowered his eyes halfway to hide the sarcasm and cold light in his eyes.

"Besides, since faith is so important... why didn't you consider that I don't believe in your Lord when you gave me power?"

The bishop paused, with a hint of sullenness and a guilty conscience on his face. He flicked his sleeves, and his voice was filled with rare anger: "I think our conversation is over, you can go."

Zhou Bai paused, turned his head and left without hesitation.

The heavy doors of the church were quietly closed.

From the shadow on the side, a figure came out silently, wearing a white robe swaying on the ground, and a rose embroidered with dark silk thread was faintly visible as the steps moved.

The smile on the bishop's face had completely disappeared.

"How are things going?"

"My lord bishop, the matter... has already spread, and it is too late to block the news.

And... the matter of the former Holy Son has already been known to the public, and now, the prestige of the Holy See may have declined slightly. "

The bishop opened his eyes wide in shock, and ripples appeared in his normally calm eyes.

But he calmed down in an instant, only the sullenness and ruthlessness remained in his eyes: "Find a way to suppress it, use any means."

"Yes." The man was about to step back.

"Wait." The bishop suddenly stopped him. "Don't follow the original plan. Just kill Earl Los and his guests and destroy the evidence."

The man was taken aback: "What about his henchmen?"

"Don't worry about it, once he dies, the backbone of the blood race will fall, and then slowly round up and wipe out the remaining blood race remnants. Without those core figures, they can't make any big waves." The bishop's voice was as gentle and gentle as ever, but Every word is ruthless and shocking.

"As for Snow Mea..." the bishop slightly narrowed his eyes, "I have my own way."