Lord's Mansion.

The Hunter family's mansion was built like a royal palace, and even faintly surpassed Suinhall's palace in some ways.

The lord of the Hunter family looks like a king in every aspect.

Maybe he himself thinks so too.

To the southwest of Suinhall, he is the king.

At this moment, the "king" summoned another "king".

The sun is in full swing.

Akmanmon walked through the heavily defended layers of buildings and took a look at the sky.

He was covered in a wide cloak, and the prop cloak hid all his information and appearance.

Even so, he still felt that he was not used to the blazing sunlight, and then wrapped himself hard and said.

“Compared to the sun.”

"I still prefer the stars."

He talked to himself as he walked.

"I heard that the world of the gods is endless void, and the deepest part is the sea of ​​dreams left by the Creator."

"I don't know when I will see it."

Akmanmon still knows what the world of the gods looks like from the Abyss monsters.

Akmanmon stepped on the steps guarded by the Powers and was led by the guards through the corridor outside the side, entering a somewhat hidden place.

This is the most severely defended part of the Hunter family, and it is also the people trusted by the old lord.

Akmanmeng came here alone, which seemed to mean that he had completely fallen into the control of the other party. According to the rules between the nobles, he also represented that he completely surrendered to the other party.

There was even a third-level powerhouse outside to check whether there were any dangerous items on Akmanmon.

But Akmanmeng just looked up and looked at him. The third-level powerhouse had a red light in his eyes and he fell into a confused state.

Ackermanmon: "The inspection is finished?"

The third-level powerhouse nodded in a daze: "It should be over."

"Buzz~"

Ackerman watched as the two strong soldiers pushed open the heavy door.

Inside is a hidden and somewhat dark palace, and the style of construction comes completely according to the palace of the King of Gods.

"Mr. Manmeng."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The Red Clay Lord sat up on the bed in the distance and looked at Akmanmon.

It seems that his condition is already very bad. This place is usually opened when the lord of the Hunter family reaches the end of his life and conducts the final inheritance and arrangement of the family.

In front of the curtains of the bed, two powerful men holding long swords guarded, staring at Akmanmon.

These are two third-order powers.

In addition, the entire room is also decorated with barriers and ritual arrays.

It seems that the core power of the Hunter family is almost here, and they have used almost everything for this meeting, very cautious.

The old lord spoke, and a hoarse voice echoed in the empty space.

"You have made a lot of moves lately and have exceeded the limit we agreed on before."

"I actually created a silver-white god."

"What the hell do you want to do?"

The old lord looked at Akmanmon with sharp eyes and asked a series of questions.

"The King of Ghouls Thero!"

"A madman who attempts to devour the gods with his body as a mortal, is he not dead yet?"

"Is the Silver White God Him?"

The old lord guessed something, said all his doubts, and then looked at Akmanmeng's movements, as if he wanted to see something from it.

Akmanmon tells the old lord.

"no."

"Sero is dead, dead in the calculations of the evil god of original sin."

The old lord showed a regretful expression: "He is a powerful guy, and I thought I would be lucky enough to see him."

But in fact, he breathed a deep sigh of relief.

If a guy like Thirot hadn't died, he would feel scared, and no one would be afraid of such an unscrupulous madman.

The old lord: "What do you want to do?"

Ackermanmon did not answer, but asked back: "What do you think?"

The old lord smiled: "You should be a student of Thero, the king of ghouls?"

"You are preaching everywhere and wanting to resurrect Thor."

"Although Thero is dead, he has not died completely."

"Because before he died, he left a way of eternal life, right?"

The old lord seemed to have mastered some amazing information, showing a confident and affirmative expression.

Akmanmeng stood for a long time, without saying a word, as if the old lord had reached the heart.

Or, it is speculating how the old lord knew.

The old lord smiled, Akmanmon's appearance made him feel that everything was under control.

“I can allow you to do things, even help you cover up, so that you will not be discovered by temples and goddesses.”

"but."

"I want the way in your hands to be immortal and immortal."

Ackermann raised his head: "Does the believers of the Bloody Goddess also want to betray the gods?"

"The patriarch of the Hunter family also wants the dark secret technique of ghouls?"

Here, the old lord who was in charge of the situation no longer had to hide it: "The gods are too stingy, we have to get some things ourselves."

Before Akmanmon answered, the old lord shouted: "But what I want is true immortality, not the one you fooled people."

Ackermanmon: "Yes."

"I can give you the method, but everything you promise must be fulfilled."

The old lord: "Of course, but you have to prove that your method is indeed usable."

Ackermanmon: "I need a piece of material."

The old lord clapped his hands, and before Akmanmon could tell what the material was, a dying man was sent to him.

This is the "material".

The old lord said, "Please!"

Everything seemed to be under his control.

Akmanmon looked at the snake man in front of him, covered with abscesses, and could feel his pain.

But even though he became like this, he still looked at Akmanmon with unwilling eyes.

"Save me!"

"Save me~"

But Akmanmon stretched out his hand and ruthlessly grabbed his throat.

The snake man arched his body instantly, his eyes protruded, and he stared at Akmanmeng tightly.

"No……"

"I don't want to die, I can't..."

"I... are alive..."

"Well……"

At the beginning, he could spit out a few syllables, but then he was left with only the terrifying sound of breath that could not spit out.

Akmanmon seems to be intentionally slowing down the process and let him feel death completely.

He felt the approaching death little by little.

But the more this happens, the greater his fear of death and the stronger his desire for life.

The guard said at this time: "It is clearly asking you to save him, what are you doing?"

However, the old lord stopped him and said the sentence that the Silver White God believers said the most recently.

"Death is not an end, but a new beginning."

The old lord looked at Akmanmon with a smile on his face.

"Yes!"

"This is the teachings of the Church of Silver White God."

Ackerman responded without raising his head, "It seems you know a lot."

At this time, the "material" finally died completely.
To be continued...