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Chapter 27: Junk Food is a conspiracy in hell (please invest!)

Some creatures can affect their living environment as long as they stay in a fixed position, such as dragons.

Although vampires are not that powerful, the negative energy that drives them to move will still change their residence. When Salomon followed Barnabas onto the manor's stairs, he felt a cold breath flowing down the steps, tightly wrapping up the living person. The temperature here has inexplicably dropped by two to three degrees. Although it is not as exaggerated as when stepping into the tomb, any spellcaster who feels such negative energy can already know that there are black magic creatures living here.

"Sorry, Vicky (Victoria's nickname) can't get up to entertain you as the hostess." The vampire said, "She's still young and needs a lot of sleep."

"I can understand, after all, it's still daytime." Salomon nodded, but secretly raised his vigilance to prevent being attacked in some dark corners. Naturally, he would not relax his vigilance because of the emotions expressed by the vampire. Although those sad love stories are very interesting, they can only be used as topics for conversation after dinner. The idea of ​​empathy with vampires has never appeared in his mind. When the Supreme Master taught him magic, he instilled a concept, that is, humanism.

Aliens, creatures of external dimensions do not have the power to survive on Earth, and there is no need to say much about the black magic creatures like vampires. Salomon will pretend to drip two drops of tears for them after making them into casting materials, but he will never sympathize with them when they are "alive". If Salomon had not wanted to prepare materials for certain necromancers in this world, he would have locked Barnabas into the mirror dimension and threw them into the sun. This vampire who does not use his own power at all and is terrifyingly valuable as a true ancestor.

"Yesterday, after you left, the Corinthian family contacted the museum and bought Angel's collection." Barnabas' crutches hit the wooden floor of the corridor, making a dull echo. Since this was the residence of vampires, the curtains in the corridor were all pulled tightly, and no trace of sunlight was transmitted in. The temperature here was much lower than the temperature on the stairs, and the sunlight that occasionally struggled from the tightly blocked curtains would be bitten by the shadows like living things. Perhaps Barnabas was not very powerful, but his stairs and his unnatural nature were enough to create an affair in the Colin Manor.

The vampire said, "After all, this town has not had much history. Those things stay in the museum can only be with broken fishing boats and fishing nets. We cannot put Indian things into the museum. Now, those things have played their value."

"Mr. Barnabas," Salomon asked, "Aren't you trying to learn that?"

"When I was young, after my parents died, but I believe my parents did not die by accident, I began to indulge in black magic and ancient occultism." Barnabas looked back at Salomon, "It also proved that they died at the hands of Angel. Mr. Damonnett, where are your parents?"

"I have never met my parents, and my mother died after giving birth to me," Salomon said.

"I'm sorry." The vampire turned around at the corner and bowed slightly to apologize.

"This is nothing, Mr. Barnabas. I was adopted by the Supreme Master when I was born, and lived in Kamataj as a disciple of the Venerable." Salomon said, "This is my honor. It is my dream to learn from the most powerful secret master on earth. But the Venerable's expectations for me are a bit high. I don't think I can kill creatures smuggled into the earth from the lower plane."

"The lower plane?" Barnabas asked curiously, "What does that mean?"

"It is the place where hell and abyss, the devil and the demons live." The young secret mage replied with a smile, "The Venerable has killed countless creatures that came to the earth from the outer dimensions. The name of the Supreme Master can even make those creatures tremble. After that, the Venerable established Kamataj, recruited apprentices, and educated mages, and has protected the earth for more than a thousand years."

Barnabas suddenly felt that the little wizard in front of him became tricky. If it was a wizard or witch alone, the Corinthian family could naturally find ways to erase the traces of this person's existence, but if there was a huge organization behind this person, then this could not be done. Moreover, in Salomon's mouth, the Supreme Mage seemed to be the most powerful magician in the world, and Barnabas did not want to cause trouble.

The vampire now just wants to hand over those books as soon as possible and send Salomon away.

Because even if you can kill Salomon, it will be useless.

The arrival of Salomon means that someone has noticed the Corinthian family, and Elizabeth's plans are completely useless. But Barnabas also wants to know one thing, that is, what does Salomon's organization think of vampires? If vampires cannot be tolerated, can they really transform vampires into humans?

Barnabas did not want to involve the Corinthian family because of his relationship with Victoria - the family is a real wealth. He always remembered this sentence and always implemented it consistently, otherwise he would not have used the family's treasures to revitalize the family.

"The mantras in that book, "The Book of Weishan Emperor", have corresponding cursive spells, but I need to know what the curse is first." This is the only answer provided by Salomon, but Barnabas couldn't find anything that satisfies him from this.

The two walked to the library in Barnabas during such intrigue conversation, which was the highest point of Colin Manor, with two front and back windows. The glass windows here were specially replaced with frosted, making it impossible to see the inside from the outside.

The two black curtains here are pulled all year round, which looks like a waste of time. In front of a brown wooden table near the window, thick books and some broken scrolls were piled up, all of which were covered with thick dust, and there were even one or two spider silks floating in the breeze that came from some of them.

These things seemed to be taken out of some abandoned room. The vampire could only spread his hands, and he said he could do nothing.

"After all, these things seem to be nonsense to ordinary people," he said. "The police's evidence room cannot be put down, so it was put in the museum. It is rare that this pile of things has no worms. Mr. Damonnet, I think you can't ask too much about how good preservation measures the local small museum has."

"It's true," Salomon nodded, "Then I'll start to identify now and see what I need."

But the identification work is extremely difficult. Salomon does not think that witches who have been exposed to a lot of knowledge about the "Dark Book" will die so simply. He believes that Angel is likely to have just obtained the curse that can turn humans into vampires and obtain long-lasting life. As for the knowledge in the "Dark Book", she is most likely not seen before.

Therefore, Salomon could only search for those books over and over again, because this knowledge was likely to be only one or two pages of these heavy books. Barnabas was on the side and stopped, and finally he couldn't help but make a sound.

"This." He pointed to a sign written in gold powder in the book, "Is this the mark of Mephisto?"

Salomon looked over. It was a golden, capital M. As soon as he saw the logo, Salomon remembered fried chicken and fries.

"No..." he said with a lip sneer, "I think it's probably a fast food trademark, but it's just a special edition of Hell."

This could probably be considered an unexpected gain.

"It seems we need to take a good look at who is behind McDonald's." Salomon thought to himself.
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