heavy fog

The sky outside the glass dome was smoky gray, and the blizzard sloped with the churning waves.

This is a circular revolving restaurant built next to the interstellar port. The busy spaceship parking lot is at the foot. The fully transparent building has a vast ocean full of ice on one side and a cold ice field on the other.

This restaurant is expensive as it only serves "all natural" dishes.

The bronzing black hard shell menu is opened, and there are neat salads, steaks, desserts and wines.

Those who patronize the restaurant are rich people. They wait here to leave Hong Kong. As for the formalities and queuing, they have their own subordinates or attendants to do it for them.

This place is like a small celebrity club. The restaurant is divided into different areas by lush vines. Foreign aristocrats, division leaders of the Interstellar Chamber of Commerce, and wealthy businessmen on vacation are leisurely nodding to each other. Many people don’t mind passing the boring time. , know some people of the same status.

In most social occasions in the Moby Dick galaxy, an understatement of "we talked at the revolving restaurant in the deep blue star port" is the capital of boasting.

The transparent floor of the entire restaurant is slowly turning, and the center is a circular dance floor with violinists.

With thick dark circles under his eyes, Prince Maike stood by the wall weakly with his arms folded. His black dress was wrinkled. With contemptuous glances, someone even called the waiter and signaled to drive away this guy with messy hair who seemed to have not changed his clothes for many days.

But the waiter had sharper eyes, and found that the dress on Maike’s body, which was almost like a rag, was the most expensive hand-cut product of Deep Blue Star, and the leather of the boots was also the most high-end limited import. In front of Prince Maike, he asked him in a low voice if he needed help.

"No, I'm waiting for someone." Mike said shaking his head.

His life these days is really terrible. First, he told endless stories, and after he was relieved from a trance, he was finally thrown into a dark and unaesthetic "dream gap" and locked up. He was so hungry that he collapsed. When he was a skeleton, Ser finally dragged him out this morning, gave him a bag of plasma, and forced him to wait here for the person who came to join the Dark Council.

Prince Maike thought miserably, his family didn't know what happened.

The prince of a family was taken prisoner, which was a great shame. Originally, he could say that he followed the tapir and won the help of the Eastern Demon for the Dark Council. Now, no one believes this excuse.

"Oh...I'm so incompetent." Maike covered his eyes with his hands.

The Toledo family's seats in the Dark Council will be reduced, and the family's industry and hunting range will be annexed by several other secret party families, and the lives of family members will be seriously affected——

"Huh?" Prince Maike looked up, thinking in a daze, the entire Toledo family are artists.

Most of the great artists of mankind are more famous after death, but the blood race is immortal.People in the Toledo family squandered property and other things casually, without restraint and without management.

"It's okay!" Prince Maike cheered up, not to mention that he was captured by the enemy, even if he was hacked by the succubus, the tribe would not feel ashamed!The only thing an artist cares about is art, and only the achievements and works that attract people's attention!The prince of your own family?Is it important?

"Great, fortunately I'm not important at all." Prince Maike patted his chest happily.

While letting out a sigh of relief, he felt his boots being scratched by something.

Mai Ke almost lost his etiquette and jumped up, thinking in horror, could it be that he has lost his vigilance as a blood prince after being imprisoned by the tapir for so long?

A black cat squatted on the floor, its tail sticking up straight, and its green eyes looked at Maike with dissatisfaction.

"Huh..." Prince Maike immediately relaxed, because he wouldn't be able to find the cat under normal circumstances.

The black cat was very dissatisfied with his reaction, and directly rubbed its claws on Miko's boots, raised its head, and showed a smile that cats would never show—although it was more like baring their teeth.

"Where's the Eastern Devil?"

Prince Maike pointed to the cold ice field on the other side of the restaurant.

The black cat walked over quietly, lying on the glass to watch the spectacular snowstorm outside.

Dark Blue Star has no atmosphere at all, and the vast ocean and ice fields are illusions. The black cat was silent for a long time before scratching its tail with its paws, then nodded and said, "I feel a powerful spiritual wave. It seems that the Eastern Devil has finally remembered his most precious treasure—— — Raymond Gayton’s mecha. But the method of manipulating the mecha...the Nightmare and the Tapir make a deal?”

Mai Ke also walked to the window, and thought deeply: "It's probably like this. One day I was arrested by Shier... Ahem, I mean when I was brought out for interrogation, I was indeed in the room and saw Sailu at the same time. Si and Wen Luan."

Maike desperately recalled, but his condition was very bad at that time, that is, this tragic experience made Maike understand that storytelling is also a kind of torture.

"I saw that Cyrus gave Wen Luan a stack of mecha manuals." Maike was deeply impressed by this incident, because in this era, except for important documents, paper will not appear, and most government documents are also chips. Read When inserting the optical brain automatic projection.

"What about the others? What else did they say?" The black cat rolled its eyes.

Prince Maike shook his head regretfully: "I can't hear clearly, and I can't see clearly... The Dream Demon consciously covered Wen Luan's position, and their movements and conversations were blurred. In the end, I was knocked out by the mech."

"That is to say, you don't know whether the picture you saw is real or not?" The black cat scratched its paw, "Since Cyrus has not shy away from letting you see this, it is likely to be fake!"

Mike thought about it and nodded in agreement.

The black cat snorted at him contemptuously: "Restrain your behavior, Mike! The humans in the restaurant can't see me. Didn't you notice that everyone from the waiter to the customer is looking at you with crazy eyes?"

Prince Maike was startled, turned his head immediately, and stared back fiercely.

The blood-red eyeballs made the people around them tremble involuntarily. Out of instinct, they quickly left the window.The Deep Blue Star Port has too many people. Every day, it receives tourists from different countries and different races. From interstellar pirates, wanted criminals to rich people, everyone is there. Maybe this self-talking guy is a dangerous person.

"Cultivation! Attitude! Etiquette!"

The black cat arrogantly taught Maike: "Have you lost everything? You are a blood prince. I feel really sad for the Toledo family!"

Prince Maike muttered: "So what? My whole family is like this."

Unkempt is the artist's patent!

"Your Toledo family has lowered the comprehensive index of etiquette and quality of our entire secret party!" Black Cat accused.

"Are you sure?" Prince Maike said not to be outdone, "At least the noble Toledo family is in the upper class. Our family has no lunatics, looks good, and has no impulsive and rebellious descendants, let alone—"

He dragged his voice and looked at the black cat angrily: "There is no vampire who doesn't like to use human form!"

"Are you provoking me?" The black cat narrowed its eyes and raised its back dangerously.

"Don't dare." Maike accepted it as soon as he saw it. He took a step back and bowed his head to show respect, although his voice was still disapproving. "Third Elder, what is the plan of our Dark Council to negotiate with the Eastern Demon this time?"

"casual."

"Huh?" Mike looked up suspiciously.

"Our Great Elder said—whatever!" The black cat began to grind its teeth and claws again.

If there is one of the most difficult troubles in the world, it should be one of them. With such an understatement, without instructions or reminders, how can it be done?

Especially the Great Elder of the Dark Council is a guy who likes to talk casually, but he himself is not casual at all!

Prince Maiko spread his hands and looked at the black cat sympathetically.

"Hmph!" The shadow covering the black cat suddenly expanded, covering a small area.

The black cat waved its claws to signal Prince Maike to back off: "The interviewee is here."

Sure enough, the space distorted, and under the cover of dark shadows, no one noticed the tearing sound of jumping space.

The ten-meter-high silver-armored giant, holding a knight spear, wiped it with one hand, and the cracks that should have gradually disappeared instantly disappeared without a trace.The electronic eyes on the visor, this time flashing a dark luster, carried a terrifying icy aura.

"The ability of the Eastern Devil!" The black cat's eyes lit up, it meowed in amazement, and said excitedly, "Maybe I should say congratulations? Your Excellency from the East, you have combined the mecha's ability to jump space with your own. The talents are used through the combination of spiritual waves?"

Wen Luan was inside the silver-armored giant.

He was sitting on a chair entwined with countless ties and cables, half lying down comfortably, and the unhealed joint wounds were no longer a problem for him—what do you need a scooter for?

The most complicated part of the mech control room is the helmet stuck on Wen Luan's head, which covers even the eyes. The main body of the helmet is connected to the ceiling of the entire control room, and a helmet extends from the end just above the chair.

The silver-armored giant lowered his head. The black cat in his line of sight was too small, and Wen Luan didn't need to think about it. After locking the position with a box, he began to zoom in.

"Do you want to open the Eye of Reality?" Shier asked.

Wen Luan was wondering why the Dark Council sent a cat to connect with him, so he gave a confirmation order without thinking.

The silver-armored giant's gaze flashed, and a clear shadow was immediately reflected in his pupils—it was a pale-skinned boy, wearing a beautiful black vest, with cat ears, cat eyes, and even a black cat tail behind him.

Wen Luan gasped.

What's this?Do dark creatures still take the COS route?Boy with cat ears, is there a maid with cat ears?

The black cat over there found that its true form appeared in the eyes of the mecha, so it shook its body generously and returned to its original appearance, stretched out its hand in a correct posture, stroked its right chest, and bowed its head slightly: "Hello, Your Excellency from the East, I am Abel Gangelo, the elder of the third seat of the Dark Council."

"Third Elder." Xi Er dutifully analyzed Wen Luan, "The one who interviewed Cyrus last time was the First Elder, master, we should treat you differently! They obviously don't value you, so don't be polite to them!"

"Shut up!" Wen Luan said blackly.

However, it is still necessary to evaluate the opinion of the Dark Council towards him. Wen Luan changed to a more subtle statement: "Third Elder? I heard that the Great Elder of the Dark Council is a necromancer. Your identity and form... really surprise me." Unexpected!" Wen Luan was really surprised, could this be an orc?

The most powerful orcs should not be lions or tigers, even rhinoceros and elephants are more reliable than cats... right!

"I heard?" The black cat boy turned to look at Prince Maike.

"I didn't say that!" Maike immediately defended himself.

"Yes, Maike is a blood clan who is very loyal to his family and organization." Wen Luan rolled his eyes as he said that, he thought it would be great to negotiate with people in the mecha, at least he didn't have to pretend.

"Maike didn't tell me anything...Actually, I saw it myself." Wen Luan slyly threw out the words he had discussed with Cyrus, "I can see it—you understand what I mean? I see When we arrived at Starport, a black cat squatted on the shoulder of the Great Elder to meet the succubus."

The boy with cat ears opened his eyes wide in surprise, and let out a long oh.

"It turns out that the Eastern Devil still has the ability to peek into dreams. Please forgive us for being rude!" The young man bowed again, this time he barely bent down, his short black hair sticking to his pale forehead. A smile is enough to make people lose their vigilance unknowingly.

Wen Luan was not so careless.

One word from the other party is enough to wake him up, the elder of the third seat of the Dark Council, this is not bad!The third person in the terrorist organization!It looks like he has a higher status than the blood prince!

"I originally thought that the Dark Council had enough sincerity, but I didn't expect—" Wen Luan deliberately expressed contempt.

But the young man smiled and said: "The first elder is repairing his pile of bones to prepare for the battle, the second elder... I'm so sorry, the second elder of our Dark Council is old, his memory is not good, and he is a bit demented! It's not suitable for such a heavy task. responsibility."

"Or you can satisfy my curiosity, what is your racial occupation?" Unlike the succubus, the tapir knows so much about the dark creatures in the west.

"Maike!" The boy with cat ears raised his chin proudly.

The blood prince next to him looked at the tall version of Seir in confusion, and coughed dryly: "Let me introduce you, the third elder of the Dark Council, the elder of the Gangelo family of the secret party, the former Prince of Gangelo who died during the nuclear war on the ancient earth He is descended from the current Prince Gangalo."

"Blood race?" Wen Luan was stunned.

These days, there are still vampires who don't change from bats to cats?

"It seems that your Excellency doesn't know much about our Dark Council!" The young man smiled happily. He actually had a dimple on the left side of his face. When he laughed, his canine teeth were exposed.

Wen Luan asked Shier in a mental connection.

Xier said excitedly: I don't have this information, master, please ask quickly.

"Your singer friend in Meteorite Town, our loyal Maico, he is the prince of the Toledo family." The cat-eared boy scratched his neck with his fingers, still acting like a cat, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Our entire family are artists, painters, sculptors, musicians..." Prince Maike explained helplessly, "This is a family characteristic."

"Oh!" Wen Luan asked in a daze, "So the Gangelo family...is all cats?"

"No no. We are a great family close to nature, we advocate freedom of the soul, and we like to wander." The third elder said with a smile, "So the people of the clan prefer to live in the form of animals. When our family gathers, there are gray wolves, foxes, There are hounds, there are leopards, because we stay in animal form for so long, sometimes we forget to change back."

Wen Luan continued to stare blankly at the third elder's tail, eyes and cat ears.

"Sometimes it's power out of control, and sometimes it's a permanent change of our own deliberate choice." The third elder poked his ears with his fingers and said in an aria, "In this filthy world, isn't it more pleasant to be a cat than to be a human being?" much?"

"..."

Wen Luan closed his mouth wide open in shock, and said silently to Xier: I will never say that Raymond Gayton's mecha is abnormal anymore.

The horror attribute of the Dark Council has risen again!What kind of members are these?