Transcendent Dawn

"I'm so dizzy..."

Sean raised his head and found himself bound to a pillar. What he saw was a burrow.

"Underground... what's going on with me?"

His head hurts, and he feels as if his spirit is exhausted, and he can no longer use the slightest extraordinary power.

"By the way... I was investigating werewolves in the Emerald Forest, and then I met that woman..."

Sean muttered to himself.

At this moment, he realized that he seemed to be on the edge of an altar.

Many black stone pillars stood erect, most of which bound a werewolf.

And next to him, there is Paul.

"Fourth-tier professional... really strong..."

Sean looked around and finally saw the girl again.

She was wearing a pure white dress and stood in the center of the ceremony, with an obsidian dagger dripping blood in her hand.

More importantly, that face looks a little familiar now, as if he has seen it somewhere.

Under his gaze, the girl easily cut the throat of a werewolf with an obsidian dagger.

Gulu Gulu!

Blood splattered and fell into the ritual on the ground, but the girl was very calm and walked towards the next victim.

"Let me think about it..." Sean sniffed: "This kind of incense and ritual... the Black Death Society! This is the sacrifice ceremony of the Black Death Society! All of us are sacrifices!"

The number of captives bound is incalculable.

Moreover, most of them are professionals or Transcendents!

The scale of this kind of sacrifice made Xiao En's forehead break out in cold sweat: "I understand! You want to replace the large-scale ordinary human sacrifices with werewolves of the extraordinary race, because they all live in the dense forest, even if one is exterminated It is difficult for ethnic groups to attract the attention of the Federation... The Black Death Society... You are indeed the mastermind behind all this!"

While he was talking, the girl killed a few more werewolves.

What surprised Sean was that the other party's aura seemed to become a little deeper.

Finally, the girl came to Sean.

That very beautiful face made Sean even more suspicious.

Immediately, his eyes lit up: "I remembered, you are Beatrice!"

After all, he was just an ordinary college student. If it wasn't for Sulu, Sean might not even remember this name.

Moreover, it has been so many years since she graduated, and Beatrice has undergone drastic changes. It would be abnormal if Sean could recognize it immediately.

"Beatrice? Indeed...that's my name."

Beatrice's green eyes stared at Sean, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised: "I also remember you... that person's friend, Sean! You will be sacrificed to the master of death!"

"Depend on!"

Sean rolled his eyes: "I thought you would let me go for the sake of old classmates..."

He glanced at the obsidian dagger in Beatrice's hand indiscriminately, and immediately changed the subject: "You joined the Black Death Society? I have to say, this is really a bad decision...I am now a federal civil servant Oh, and there's the pension plan... Surely a cult wouldn't have that, would it? My job is still better than yours."

Unmoved, Beatrice raised her dagger.

"Wait a minute... What do you want to do with so many extraordinary sacrifices?" Sean yelled, "Perform an evil ritual, curse the enemy, or seek your own advancement?"

"Death...can increase my strength."

Beatrice looked at her palm: "It should be an honor to be a part of my power... However, you still have some use..."

She dropped the dagger.

puff!

Hot blood dripped onto Sean's face.

He opened his eyes and found that it was not him who was stabbed, but Paul next to him.

"Well...he finally forgot to write his will, poor little guy..."

Sean seemed to laugh, but his expression turned cold: "Beatrice...why did you become like this?"

"Isn't it good to be like this?"

Beatrice was also spattered with blood,

The smile is still innocent.

Angels and devils are unified in a contradictory and harmonious way in her.

"Also... tell me, where is Sulu?"

Her next question made Sean's pupils widen: "You...what are you asking?"

"Sulu Botley! Even if he avoided me before, I could occasionally feel that he was in this world...but this year, he seems to have really disappeared from the world."

A bewildered look appeared on Beatrice's face.

"What do you want him for?" Sean kept slandering his roommate in his heart, and at the same time, he made up a bloody story for the two that could be serialized in the federal newspaper.

"Find him and kill him!" Beatrice replied as a matter of course.

"Okay..." Sean rolled his eyes, feeling completely hopeless about this world: "Sorry... I don't know, the regulations of Bureau 11 are very strict, and there are not many holidays. , I never saw him again..."

Actually met, but Sulu hid his identity, of course Sean didn't know.

"That's a pity... It seems that your position in his heart is not very important, and you are not even worth being a hostage..."

Beatrice sighed, "Then be part of my power!"

She drew the bloody obsidian dagger and raised it again.

"Dead!"

Sean closed his eyes and began to pray silently.

The next moment, the expected pain did not come.

"Finally found."

Instead, a very familiar voice echoed in my ears.

Sean opened his eyes and found a blond young man with dark eyes standing beside him, with a warm smile on his lips.

"Sulu? Your eyes?"

Sean felt as if he was dreaming: "No... why did you suddenly appear? Am I dreaming?"

"Long time no see, Beatrice!"

Sulu ignored Sean, but turned around and looked at Beatrice.

He concealed his information just to get in front of Beatrice by surprise and solve the mistake left at the beginning!

On his forehead, a pentagram brand emerged.

hum!

It seemed to resonate, and on Beatrice's forehead, the same symbol struggled to emerge, except that one of them represented the master and the other represented the servant.

"Surrender to me!"

Sulu said something slowly in a low voice.

Beatrice's face was full of struggle, but she still knelt down on one knee slowly, as if to express her surrender.

"Huh? What's the situation?" Sean was at a loss. This fourth-tier professional actually knelt down in front of Sulu?

"Fifth...fifth order?"

Beatrice raised her head tenaciously, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The master-servant contract is originally beneficial to the master, especially on the premise that Sulu's rank is higher than Beatrice's. Once she suddenly attacks and appears in front of her, it will take no effort to suppress her.