Very few people know that in the Clerks family, the head of the family is also called this.
Vonn smiled at Boluogo, "The elders and the executive officers restrict each other. If I want to carry out some major actions, I need the consent of the elders. Likewise, whatever the elders want to do, I need to personally execute it."
Burlogo whispered, "Ralph can't kill Palmer, the oath restricts him."
"Actually, it's okay to work hard. After all, the oath can be broken, but when he completely violates it, the strict oath will hasten his death... He is so afraid of death, you can see it."
Bologg stared at Vonn, and he suddenly felt a chill. Vonn's appearance of being in control of the overall situation was really unsettling.
"I always feel like you have been preparing to fight against the Night Clan for many years."
"There is no way, every executive has been educated like this," Vonn admitted frankly. "The Night Clan will live forever, but humans will die. As generations change, things like ideas will always be distorted.
"
"Actually, I always feel that the Dawn War is not really over until the last Night Clan dies... I have been preparing for the war and preparing for this."
Vonn said those shocking words in an understatement.
"Sorry, human life is too short, and we can only achieve our goals in some extreme ways."
Boluogo took a deep breath. It wasn't until this moment that he felt that he finally understood Vonn.
Anyone who can be the head of the Clerks family is not a simple person. Just like Sere, if you are deceived by Vonn's superficial casualness, it will be truly fatal.
A document slid in front of Boluogo, and Vonn motioned for him to open it, "It's time for you to take a look at this. We will have more and more conflicts with the Night Clan in the future."
Boluogo opened the document, which contained a lot of information about the Night Clan. The content was very detailed and much more reliable than what Sere said when he was drunk.
"The current group of active Night Clan is led by a Night Clan named Regent. According to speculation, this Regent is most likely to be from the pure-blood class."
Boluogo continued to scroll down, and it mentioned the mysterious blood-giving ritual of the Night Clan.
The blood-giving ceremony of the Night Clan is not as simple as imagined. It requires implanting the blood of the Night Clan into the target, and then arousing the power of contract in the blood, thereby reaching a blood contract with the devil and becoming a Night Clan.
Due to the interference from Borogo and others, Ralph and Derby never had the chance to perform the ritual, let alone call on the devil.
This reminded Bologg of Palmer's bad experience. He seemed to have a different fate with events such as rituals.
Boluogo asked, "I guess, if we are not here, you are planning to take action during the blood-giving ceremony, right?"
Hearing this, Fu En smiled. He took three pens and arranged them together.
"If the angle is right, Chekhov's gun can indeed penetrate two."
Borlog felt that Vonn looked like a cunning fox, but fortunately this fox was on their side.
"Is Palmer really your son?" Burlogo suddenly said, "He looks extremely stupid, and you... are too cunning."
Vonn sighed, "Hahaha, this kind of thing can be learned slowly. I never thought that it would be like this after I became an executive officer."
After learning the inside story, Boluogo asked again, "Where are the Night Clan? Are there any survivors?"
"There are many survivors who think that the Morrowind Stronghold is fragile, but this is all the appearance we deliberately created. You are not on the frontal battlefield. You should really see those Night Tribes when they see groups of Sublime Ones appearing.
At that time, he looked so panicked."
"No, I'm referring to the Night Tribes that I took care of. Are any of them alive?"
Boluogo didn't care about the frontal battlefield, since he didn't participate in it anyway. What he cared about more was whether he had any spoils.
"Oh... let me see."
Vonn pulled out the file and searched it, "From the information we got, the Night Clan named Hai Qi who was solved by you is dead."
"The level of Haiqi's bloodline is not high. Under your execution of dismemberment and fire, even the immortal body was completely consumed. Zephyrin is still alive. Although he suffered the same execution as Haiqi,
But I carved her out of the iron coffin in time."
Vonn frowned. He felt like vomiting when he thought of the scene at the scene. The Sublimation Masters tried their best to cut through the iron stone and pull out the charred flesh and blood bit by bit.
If it weren't for the doctor's identification and Zephyrin's etheric reaction, they all thought that the deformed and twisted body should be dead.
"Debi is still alive. After all, he is a person with power and is not so easy to kill."
Vaughan added, "Now they have been escorted to the crow's nest and interrogated by the iron sentries."
Boluogo didn't listen to what was said. He lowered his head and moved his wrist. It can be seen that the undead are indeed difficult to kill, but it is not difficult to incapacitate them.
Boluogo was silent for a while. He still had some unanswered questions in his mind. He felt that Vonn couldn't give a definite answer, so he simply didn't bother to ask him and digested these questions by himself.
Vonn said, "You look troubled."
"I'm thinking about something."
The image of Ralph kept flashing back in Boluogo's mind, his greedy, fearful and cowardly appearance, kneeling on the ground, licking blood like a wild dog...
"You also know that I am a debtor, burdened with immortality," said Bologo. "What is more unfortunate is that I have no memory of becoming a debtor. In other words, I do not know the reason for my trading.
, and what exactly was traded.”
"But...it's obvious that only those who are afraid of death will long for the gift of immortality."
When mentioning these, a trace of disgust flashed in Boluogo's eyes.
Vaughn induced Bologg to say, "So?"
"I'm a little afraid of the day when I know the truth."
Boluogo tried his best to remain calm, his voice without any emotion, "I'm afraid that I really crave the gift of immortality because of the fear of death."
"You've turned into the person you hate the most, right?" Vonn smiled, "A violent and bloodthirsty murderer was actually just a... coward in the beginning."
"Who knows? People change."
Burlogo suddenly laughed and chatted with Vonn about the longer past, "When I first joined the army, I just wanted to make some money."
"I was very naive and ignorant at that time. Later I experienced many things and changed me...or in other words, I grew up."
Boluogo sighed, "Conspiracies with the devil are part of my growth."
"I think you are just lamenting the fickleness of fate, and you are not really troubled."
Vonn noticed the problem, and Bologg seemed more like looking for someone to talk to than asking for help.
"Because I've figured these things out. I figured them out a long time ago."
Boluogo summed up his life.
"No matter what I have experienced in the past, and what I am, one thing is certain, my ending will be decided by myself, and that is enough."
"Sounds pretty good."
"It's not bad."
Boluogo stood up, "If I was really a coward in the past, that would be okay. At least I am brave now."
Vonn clapped his hands gently and applauded silently.
"Mr. Lazarus, this is a perfect era, an era with a determined destiny."
Fern's tone suddenly became solemn, and bursts of light emitted from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, making his figure look tall and sacred.
"I don't know what this era means to you, but for me and the Klex family, this is the opportunity we have been waiting for a hundred years to get."
"Palmer?"
Boluogo has deeply realized the special nature of Palmer. He is just the technical carrier of the Krex family in this era and the destined next executive.
"More than that, think about it carefully."
Vonn put his hands on the table and suddenly stood up, his tone was fervent and low.
"In your opinion, this is an era when the ether concentration is continuing to rise. For us, this is an era when our alchemy matrix technology has reached its peak.
So what about the Night Clan, and...the Night King?"
Boluogo noticed the implication of Vonn's words. He was shocked by the crazy idea, and... excited.
"The Night King is far older than all of us, and the alchemical matrix he carries cannot be described as backward.
In the Dawn War a hundred years ago, he might have been able to use his own rank to make up for his shortcomings, but now, this is our era, and alchemical matrices far beyond imagination are being continuously developed. The relationship between us and the Night King
The gap is constantly narrowing, catching up, and even widening!"
Vonn could hardly suppress his wild smile, and he described his bloody fantasy to Bologg.
"Now, we hold steel and gunpowder, and all the Night King has is a ridiculous sword..."
"It's time to end this Eternal Night clan once and for all."
I have to go out tomorrow for something, so I will leave the updates for today. I will take a day off tomorrow.
