Book of Gods and Demons

An anger hits his forehead from his heart.

Joe's pupils glowed with a faint crimson light, and he stared fiercely at the typewriter whose mechanical buttons were beating frantically.

The typewriter that was beating happily up and down suddenly froze, like a toad being stared at by a large python, his whole body stiff and silent.

The blocks on Joe's skin disappeared, and the severe pain also subsided.

Standing at the desk, Viglar whispered, "Oh? It seems that the imperial capital is ready."

Hessen nodded heavily.

When the abnormal condition appeared on Qiao's body just now, he could not help but release his breath to frighten the ‘split’ of the fanatical typewriter in front of him.

But unexpectedly, this guy suddenly stopped making trouble.

In this way, the imperial capital is ready.

In the imperial capital Hyderabad, in the claustrophobic hall, the frenzied typewriter occupies the desk is still pressing the ‘Da Da Da’ button, and in the air above it, blood-colored words continue to appear.

"The blood of the duke, the blood of the duke...if you want me to work, just..."

It has received enough holy blood, but it suddenly saw Margaret III coming in person. Obviously, something very important happened in the Durham Empire. This treacherous taboo suddenly came out of instinct and wanted to blackmail another one.

The fresh blood released from the body of a noble duke is a delicacy it has never tasted before.

But the crimson divine light in Qiao's pupils lit up, through the endless void, through the distorted and chaotic chaotic time and space, a pair of crimson eyes slowly opened, staring at the main body of the fanatical typewriter in the imperial capital.

Suddenly, the buttons of the fanatic typewriter stopped abruptly, and the piercing sound of ‘dada dada da’ in the room disappeared. After a while, the buttons of the fanatic typewriter were slightly moved.

The blood-colored handwriting appeared, but the content surprised Margaret III.

"Well, you can't be too greedy. With the holy blood of the gods, I'm very satisfied." The keys of the zealous typewriter continued to beat: "Then, let's start... Honorable Queen, humble and small, I am very happy. I'm here for you!"

"Next time, next time, next time you need me to serve you humble and insignificant, please let me feast on the blood of a noble duke... Whether it’s an empire, a kingdom, or a duchy, as long as It is the blood of the Duke, I will be very satisfied."

Margaret III's eyes widened, and he pointed to the fanatical typewriter in amazement: "It's strange that you would give up the conditions you offered? Very good, next time I will definitely meet your demands."

Margaret III looked at the two tall men standing at the desk.

His gray hair, gray eyes, and a three-dimensional face are nearly seven feet tall. The man standing on the left side of the desk is wearing a normal large lapel, double-breasted black formal wear and a long black cloak; the man standing on the right side of the desk is wearing a dark blue navy gown with a black dress A short dark gray cloak.

The man on the left side of the desk is Sallian von Hyderabad, the eldest grandson of Margaret III, the prince of the Daedra (Everglades) of the Dren Empire, the Duke of the Black Forest, and the Sahir of the Overseas Territory. Governor of the Islands. The current position is the honorary dean of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, and the honorary president of the first and second universities of Imperial Capital.

All the senior leaders of the empire knew that Prince Salian received the allegiance of the Imperial Army and almost 80% of the Teutonic nobles.

The man on the right side of the desk, Konrad von Hyderabad, the second grandson of Margaret III. He was named the Prince of Saurondi in the Dren Empire, which is also his only empire knighthood.

Conrad's only actual position is the honorary president of the Imperial Fourth University, but he is the spokesperson of the navy. The development of the imperial navy over the years is inseparable from his efforts. He has a good relationship with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Empire. Within the Empire, some Teutonic military aristocrats who have lost power in the army system support him very much.

In recent years, the Imperial Army has developed steadily, while the Navy is advancing in great strides.

Both the army and the navy are gold-swallowing monsters, but the imperial military expenditure is limited, so the army and the navy have had fierce frictions and fights in all aspects.

Salian and Conrad are spokespersons for the interests of the army and the navy respectively. The relationship between them is obviously not much better.

Prime Minister Hamden and the courtiers behind him quickly glanced over the two princes.

The Secretary of the Army Schwein took a step to the left, and he was closer to Prince Salian. Correspondingly, the Secretary of the Navy Gust took two steps to the right, and he was also closer to Prince Conrad. Some.

Behind Hamden, the inspector-general of the Imperial Ministry of Supervision, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and several other ministers stood still. Civil officials, compared to these martial artists, are always more prudent and more sophisticated, and they will never express their attitude in public with a clear stand.

Margaret III laughed a few times, "Hehe", she pointed to Sallian and Conrad, and said calmly: "Salrian did a good job, Conrad, learn from your brother, don't be so impulsive in doing things... …How did you think of kidnapping those hapless apprentice priests?"

"There are ready-made resources in the Imperial Secret Prison. You must learn to use these resources instead of arbitrarily and impulsively, doing things like a countryman who doesn't study."

Margaret III's reprimand was very rude.

Salian smiled slightly and bowed slightly to pay tribute to Margaret III.

And Conrad, who was reprimanded, was handsome, and his face seemed to be in his early thirties, and his face was suddenly red, and his gray eyes couldn't help but bring a sullen color.

"I'm just eager to activate the fanatic typewriter, I..." Conrad took a step forward, trying to defend himself.

Margaret III walked to the desk, stretched out her hand and patted Conrad's cheek lightly: "Okay, okay, I know you have been impatient since you were a child. This is not good. Later, learn to change. You have to learn more about your position... It’s just a few apprentice priests, it’s not too much trouble, but it's always going to help you wipe your ass, right?"

Conrad closed his mouth blushingly, and he turned his head and gave Salian a fierce look.

Salian, who was over 40 years old but still looked like a 30-year-old young man, smiled slightly and nodded to his brother to express concern and comfort.

"Well, dear Mr. Fanatic, send a letter to Tulum Harbor asking for details of Zhongqiu's murder. Let Duke Ross be the first presenter." Margaret held her back and looked down at the fanatic typewriter on the desk in front of her. , Very cautiously keeping a certain distance from it.

Standing in Margaret's position, you can see the metal keyboard of the fanatical typewriter, drops of blood shining with faint white light rolling around like a joyous little mouse.

These blood beads soaked the entire fanatic typewriter, and a drop of blood nourished the complex and fine mechanical structure inside the fanatic typewriter. In these mechanical structures, a gray, ominous flicker is occasionally visible.

The mechanical buttons of the fanatical typewriter moved ‘dada da’.

In the port of Tulum, below Viglar's mansion, in the claustrophobia, the frenetic typewriter on the desk also moved.

The mechanical buttons ‘dada’ moved, and a blood-colored text appeared in the air above the typewriter.

‘Aha, dear Duke Ross, beautiful little girl, old lady of the Durham Empire, let you be the first to make a statement...may I ask, what are your measurements’?

Duke Rose's face suddenly became gloomy: "This is not what Her Majesty would say, this **** forbidden thing, if possible, I really want to cut it with a sword."

Duke Rose glanced at Viglar: "Your Excellency Inspector General, this weird thing will not tamper with my words?"

Viglar shook his head solemnly: "Its body is in the claustrophobic temple. It is sealed and suppressed by Heringle's power. It can be slick, but it must be true. This is a curse and a contract, unless you escape from the claustrophobic temple. , Otherwise it cannot tamper with your words."

Duke Rose nodded, and she stepped forward two steps and stood at the desk.

"His Majesty, I have not seen you for two years. I wish you good health and success. Regarding the mid-autumn murder in Tulum Port and the series of events that followed, everything I know is as follows."

In the imperial capital Hyderabad, in the claustrophobic hall, the mechanical buttons of the fanatical typewriter were beating frantically, and large blood-colored writings continued to emerge from above it.

The six court clerks were holding a notebook in their left hand and a special fountain pen in their right. They stood behind and flew their pens, quickly recording the words output by the fanatical typewriter.

The Duke of Ross explained in detail that after receiving the news of the attack on Tulum Port, she immediately mobilized the fleet and the Garsijia Island Garrison to take over the entire process of Tulum Port strongly.

She elaborated on the working process of the special investigation team, and explained how the investigation results of Zhong Qiu's **** case were released, and what were the conclusive evidence and what was obscure.

In this statement, Duke Ross had to mention Joe's name again and again.

After all, during the investigation of Zhongqiu's **** case, Joe did play a role that others could not replace—the attacker of the Highland Kingdom, the heresy of the Corrupting Spirit, and even the Lord Anan who fished in troubled waters, these people were all dug up by Joe.

And the navy survey data was retrieved by Joe.

Those looted girls ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ were also rescued by Joe.

Even Fu Del, who is hiding in the Caban family and colluding with heretics, was dug out by Joe.

More importantly, in the case of the Sea Urchin Bay incident, in the face of the powerful Rafa, in the bad situation where the Duke of Rose was seriously injured, it was also Joe who rose up and gave Rafa a head blow with a field cannon before giving him a blow. left.

The Duke of Rose did not add any fuel or vinegar, but was a tangible, detailed and detailed description of all the details of the Zhongqiu murder she participated in, experienced, and knew about.

When Duke Ross finished his explanation, the cult typewriter in the claustrophobic moved again.

"Then, the old lady said, let that ugly, nasty, and not-good-looking Siacque kid make a statement...Ah, do you believe in divination and facial features? My personal opinion, this little guy will die this time. Up!"

The Marquis of Seac took a deep breath. He glanced at Lilith who was standing behind him, and then stepped forward two steps to stand where the Duke of Rose was just now.