Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

If an organization starts to decay and split from the top, will there be any other consequences?

Except destruction.

On this day, the darkness of the forest seemed to dissipate a little.

Today, this day, seems a little special...

He opened the window, and the bright sunlight streamed in.

It seems that I haven't seen such a yearning sunshine for many days.

Why, there is such a bright light in this forest?Could it be because of the Holy See's baptism of the Son?

Thinking about it, Jiang Chen stretched out his hand unconsciously, and the pale skin exposed to the sun began to turn black, swell, and burn. Almost in an instant, a layer of skin and flesh had fallen off, and an unspeakable burning pain spread to him. in mind.He withdrew his hand again, pulled the heavy curtain, extinguished the flame at his fingertips, and stared at the black burn with a somewhat indifferent expression.

Before, he had been thinking that with the long and stubborn life of the blood race, in this special world, he might have time to look for the place where time and space are stagnant, and look at the existence mechanism related to time and space. Maybe there will be some different discoveries.But if he couldn't walk in the sun safely, how would he find out these problems himself.

In fact, he has done similar things before, but did not get any useful results.A long time ago, after he packed up Biyou, he wandered around. At that time, he experienced the change of the times and the calamity of heaven and earth. He experienced everything himself, but he did not receive the perception of time or space. According to the rules of that world, The person who is with the heaven and the earth is enough to touch the law, but he has no sense of it.Later, he became the famous physics genius. He consulted all the relevant information about black holes, magnetic fields, time and space, and spiritual existence in his mind and on the Internet, and conducted many simulation experiments, but none of the experiments and results were consistent. get a definitive answer.

The things in his head are very complicated, and sometimes he feels like an overloaded machine, constantly trying to get and understand those memories, and looking for useful clues from them.But the useful stuff was always a drop in the bucket, and the number of things he didn't want was so much that it was dizzying to recall.

It is always so easy to despair, but so difficult to be hopeful again.

But he couldn't give up Jiang Chen's hope, or it should be called an obsession.

Therefore, existences like Huamanlou are always enviable.

In fact, his light is also different from the light that people in this world talk about.

His light is natural, and he can clear his own direction even in the dark, but in this world, those so-called lights are only intentionally cultivated by using various conditions.If they are really the spokesmen who respect the light of life, then that Holy One should never change his position so easily because of some too real memories, and become another person because of the influence of the environment.In the Holy See, he always only saw the bright side of the Holy See, and never experienced setbacks, so when the darkness hit, his faith collapsed so quickly and completely.

People in the Holy See believed in a god and took it as light, but they persecuted all so-called heresies.Only believers can survive, and those who don't believe can only go to hell.

This is such a ridiculous and narrow light, if you ask Huamanlou with this, would he kill someone just because he doesn't like the flowers he likes?Would he kill him because some people didn't love life as much as he did?

He smiled gently at most, and then said, "Everyone has their own preferences. Some people like flowers, some people like fine wine, and some people like the breeze and bright moon. Hobbies are different, why bother to put what you love What about imposing others?"

Jiang Chen rubbed the center of his brows, breaking away from the old memories.All that is far away, whether it is Ye Gucheng, Hua Manlou or Lu Xiaofeng, they are all old and dead.It's just that for some inexplicable reason, he borrowed the dead bodies of others to resurrect again, recalling all that with a clear cognition, and then remembering their passing away.The peaceful time is always so short for him. In just a few decades, he has been separated from that Jianghu forever, and this life is obviously full of unavoidable blood and killings, which makes people really dare not rest easy.

Aisha walked in, raised her skirt and saluted, and looked at his back humbly, "I'm very sorry, Lord Earl, I don't know if I disturbed your sleep. But now, someone from the Council of Elders is here."

There is an unusual smell in the room, but it is partial, and with the sense of smell of the vampire, it can no longer be distinguished.

Aisha frowned, a little worried, "My lord..." She could smell the smell, but she couldn't tell what it was.

Jiang Chen turned his face away, and his tone was as flat as ever, "They?"

Aisha looked at the window behind him and explained to him, "My lord, did the sun shine into your territory today?" She continued without waiting for his answer, "It is the new Holy Son of the Holy See who is accepting baptism."

So this kind of sunlight can shine in here.

"Prince Brelando is waiting for you downstairs to discuss countermeasures."

Jiang Chen put on his windbreaker and walked downstairs without haste.

As soon as I fell asleep, someone came to hand the pillow, which is very good.

Brelando, I heard that their family is known as Everlasting Light.

There are three people who can walk safely in daylight.

Because of the existence of silver moonstone.

The other party is already a middle-aged man.

This shows that he already has enough qualifications in the blood clan to become this kind of elder.

He placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, "Good day, Prince Brelando."

The other party held his hand kindly, "Oh, this must be the newly awakened Lord Earl? It would be rude not to congratulate you in advance, but seeing you today, you look like an elegant nobleman."

Jiang Chen withdrew his hand calmly. He was obviously not enthusiastic about such a natural familiarity, and replied quite correspondingly, "This is especially true for Your Excellency the Prince."

Breland raised his eyebrows.

It seems that the count's behavior is gentle and polite, but his actions really show that he is not easily impressed.After only one meeting, he began to worry about whether he could coax such a junior, such a person who was indifferent to everything around him, how could he really make him face off against the Holy See?

He really couldn't guarantee it.

The prince couldn't control his eyes on this excellent junior who had perfect etiquette and every move was measured by a ruler.

His etiquette is perfect and impeccable, even an old man like him who has lived for nearly a thousand years can't find anything wrong with his performance.

It's just that his face was too pale, and it always made people feel that he hadn't tasted blood for dozens of days, and even his lips were abnormally pale.

If this is the case, and he still has the ability to maintain his sanity, then it is really not easy.

Jiang Chen smiled, as if he didn't see his various thoughts and hesitated to speak, "Vlad Dracula pays tribute to you."

Every word he said was in line with the etiquette of communication between nobles, and he was indeed quite polite, but Blulando felt a kind of pressure inexplicably, and felt an invisible rebuttal, which made him unable to directly The will demand to speak out.

He had no choice but to be more serious, expanding his coercion, trying to suppress this essentially rebellious young man, "Dracula, I heard from Stuart and Grand Duke Brandz that the new Bright Son, you let go of it yourself??"

Jiang Chen replied calmly, "Yes."

It was because of this calm that Prince Brelando's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it, "You should know the importance of the Holy Son to the Holy See."

Such a powerful threat was actually let go by him lightly.

Some anger grew in Brelando's heart.

Before he got angry, Jiang Chen asked him, asking lightly, "If an organization starts to decay and split from the top, will there be any other consequences?"

Brelando seemed to understand what he meant, but he didn't seem to understand at all.

It wasn't until a silver light flashed in his pupils that Brelando came to his senses. He frowned and asked, "But the illusion you gave him won't be discovered?"

Jiang Chen handed him a glass of bright red blood, but he himself just held the wine glass. He said, "A holy man who was wounded out of the dark forest still has some darkness that is thought to be solved, which is more indicative His loyalty to the light?"

Looking at his plain and kind smile, Prince Brelando was inexplicably terrified.

He understood the meaning of this sentence.

If the darkness cannot be solved, the saint will definitely miss the position of the son of the saint, but the one who is confused by Dracula's eyes has deteriorated from memory, and physically it is just a little darkness.

What's more, that holy man entered the forest to destroy the darkness.

A sincere heart.

After a long silence, he coughed and said in an appreciative tone, "It seems that you really have a good idea?"

Jiang Chen put down the wine glass in his hand, and said in a slightly low voice, calm and irresistible, "If you want to get a good result, you always have to pay an equivalent bargaining chip. Is this fair?"

The prince old fox who has been up and down for many years in the world immediately understood what he meant, but he was still a little puzzled, "Could it be that the endless hatred between the blood clan and the Holy See can't move you?"

"Of course not, my lord prince." There was that smile on his face again, "it's just that the result will be more painful."

"what do you need?"

The prince asked, but found that the earl, who had been acting calm and completely unaffected by the pressure of rank since meeting him, paused for some reason, but he quickly replied affirmatively, "Silver Moonstone."

……

After more than half a month of selection, Wright really became the holy son he wanted to be.

Originally, this time, he was going out to practice.

His bright heart amazed people, so the oneness of the Holy Son was his certainty.

Now it's just a ceremony.

He stood on the steps of the white desk pulled by the unicorn, smiling and looking at his people, and the car full of flowers walked through the streets and alleys, like a king patrolling his territory.

The beautiful unicorn, which represents purity and also heralds death, pulls his cart and leads the new Son of Light through the streets of the city.

From the other direction of this bright area, the saintess is also driving a carriage, and the two are facing each other.

The believers here looked at their noble holy son and holy lady with respect, and watched their carriage pass through the streets.

both sides.

Wright and the saint spoke at the same time, saying in the same pious and warm tone, "The Lord will bless you."

They dipped olive branches into the holy water that had been blessed in front of them, and passed on the blessings of God to their believers.

A brilliant light fell on their faces, as if all the filth had nowhere to hide.

Wright was perfect.

Even though he was seriously injured, he performed so easily.

His smile is convincing.

Where did such a mysterious smile come from?

He seemed to have had a dream of a silver gleam, the man in the dream smiled mysteriously and gracefully, so he got a revelation.

The tall church sanctuary, the pope stood on the huge square in front of the chapel, and had a panoramic view of everything in the city.

He looked at his two excellent children, holding his noble scepter, and said to the cardinal with satisfaction, "Root, they are really admirable children."

Root bowed slightly and echoed, "Yes. Your Excellency, you have such an excellent child."

If nothing else happens, the new Holy Son or one of the Holy Lady will become the final pope.

People with the brightest power are always respected in the Holy See.

This means that they are the ones their Lord is willing to protect.

Their chariots and horses passed by each other, and the two sons of light looked at each other and smiled, and both paid respects to each other modestly.