Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

As if remembering something, the woman patted her head and hurriedly handed over a business card.

Hei Tongqian also took it and saw the introduction above.

Aoqi Chengzi, the director of the "Galan Church" office...

It's very simple, it doesn't even have the address of the office, but Hei Tongqian still put it away.

"Hello, my name is Heitong Kanya... This doll was made by you."

Hei Tongqian was also surprised, pointing at the delicate puppet and said.

"Yeah, that's an old friend."

Cang Qicheng shook her head, but there was some helplessness in her gentle words.

"Ah, forget it! At such a young age, I can't look like aunt. If I let some annoying sister know, I will be laughed at again."

"That's it, I still have something to do! Mr. Heitong, let's see each other by fate!"

In Hei Tong Ganya's eyes, some strange women waved at him and were about to turn around and leave.

"By the way, let me say something before you leave... Mr. Heitong is better to stay away from the Liangyi. The Yin and Yang Liangyi have long been determined, and the empty Garan Cave can be 'surpassed' by the greatest anomaly and absolutely The "ordinary" is filled, but the Jialan hole that has been filled with the inexplicable [transcendence] can never accept [ordinary]. For the sake of your own life, Mr. Heitong should give up, because You never stand a chance."

Speaking of words that surprised Kuroto, the woman named Aozaki Touko left his sight.

But Aozaki Chengzi's last words and the exquisite doll still made him take out the business card and watch it carefully.

...

In a certain corner of Guanbuzi City, time is distorted. Under the correction of Gaia and Alaya, a young figure slowly appears...

The twenty-seventh ancestor of the dead, the twelfth ancestor, the first magician...

"Huh? It's a little different from the imagined time."

The frowning boy picked up the pocket watch hanging on his waist and carefully checked the time on it.

"I hope...it won't be too late."

Chapter 0008 Homecoming

Council of Dead Apostles—

This is a place where there is no exact location, but it is decided by the whim of the ancestors of the dead.

"Bai Ji of the True Ancestor, Erquit Brunstad, she has conquered too many of our compatriots, and I don't know how many twenty-seven ancestors have fallen in her hands. I propose that we should join hands, Kill that white Ji Jun!"

The middle-aged man in a white dress, holding a gentleman's cane in his hand, spoke solemnly and solemnly at the head of the Dead Apostle Council.

This is one of the oldest three dead disciples, Bai Yigong who is trying to get the title of king of dead disciples!

"Princess Bai has been in the Millennium City, how do you want to hang her?"

"So it was to hunt down the white Lord Ji Jun, no wonder Merlin Solomon was not invited..."

Naturally, it is impossible for the Council of Dead Apostles to have only the twenty-seven ancestors. There will also be some powerful dead disciples who are not named ancestors, but are also great nobles.

This organization only exists to fight against the Holy Church and the Magic Association. For the Dead Apostles who value individual strength, it is extremely difficult to completely obey the command of one person!

"Since I made this proposal, I naturally got the news...'Akasha Snake', the founder of the burial agency who cheated Princess Bai's 'heart', is about to be resurrected!"

Bai Yigong's voice was convincing.

"Bai Yigong, you actually got the news before Bai Ji? I underestimated you, but you are too busy to take care of yourself now. You have been chased and killed by our black princess who has fully recovered, and you want to provoke the white princess. I really admire you~"

A lazy and empty female voice came, a gothic woman from the outside, not the clothes, but her decadent temperament.

From her behavior alone, it can be seen that this is a hedonist.

The fifteenth patriarch of the twenty-seventh patriarch of the Dead Apostles, Lita Luojiean, was a luxurious and lustful person who inherited the name of the ancestors of the previous generation.

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"Abstain!"

There was a mess of voices, and the meeting of the Dead Apostles ended in such an anticlimactic manner. It was really difficult to truly lead the group of Dead Apostles, but if it could be done, it would give a force that could easily overthrow it. The power of the world!

"Master Bai Wing! These guys..."

White Wing Lord's most capable subordinate, the dead disciple noble Luba Lei who is over 500 years old, said respectfully.

This is a dead disciple who wants to claim the title of ancestor...

"It's okay! I just need to say the proposal. As for what they want to do, it doesn't matter to me!"

"But these dead disciples acted so recklessly, it's really..."

"Hmph! Don't pay attention to them, as long as they can get the power of the Dark Six Kingdoms, whether it's the Twenty-Seventh Patriarch or ordinary Dead Apostles, they can only submit!" Bai Yigong's tone was so confident.

"Diablo Six Kings... Does this kind of legend really exist?"

Lu Bare hesitated a little and said.

The second ancestor, the legendary King of the Dead Apostles, is just a legendary name, no one has ever seen it, and it is unknown whether he really exists...

"Of course it exists! It's just that few people know the secrets of the Dark Six Kingdoms. Everything about him was deliberately concealed by the restraining force!"

"So what should we do next?"

"There is no need to do anything! The shackles of the Diablo Six kingship are now lifted, we just need to wait and see what happens, and wait for time to give us the answer!"

The white winged man in the shadows is so serious and proud!

...

"Master Ji Jun, ahead is the place where Lord Bai Yi launched the Dead Apostle Council, do we want to attack?"

The black knight respectfully greeted the object of his life's protection, and the white knight and the primate killer also listened attentively.

"Although Yu already knew that the attack would be fruitless, since Autenroche dared to hold a meeting blatantly, he naturally had a way to escape. But he has already come here, how can he return empty-handed?"

The ancient red, the proud black Ji Jun, spoke in that intoxicating voice.

"However, White Wing Lord's power seems to be getting stronger and stronger recently..."

White Knight Brad said worriedly.