What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

[Additional chapter for ￥Huang Tian Zai Shang￥, Feng Gui. Two big guys added]

"I'm becoming more and more curious about the fight between you and Vivian!" Peter said with emotion.

Soon, several patrol policemen who were startled by the gunshots arrived. David took out his police ID and threw it to the policemen:

"The Special Operations Department has taken over this place. Thank you for your hard work."

After the police officer arrived and confirmed the authenticity of the officer's ID, he saluted David and then trotted away again.

Peter stacked the two bodies together, then took out a small glass bottle from his clothes and poured the colorless and transparent liquid inside on the two bodies on the ground.

As the liquids came into contact with the skin surface of the corpse, a series of crackling sounds were heard.

After a while, the two bodies were completely dissolved, leaving only two blood-red internal organs, one was the liver and the other was the kidney.

Peter picked up two pieces of internal organs from the ground and weighed them in his hand. He said with a click of his tongue:

"Two Sequence 9 Blood Servant, these two pollutants should be worth about 180 pounds in gold pounds from the church."

"Only the first day of work, I earned almost several months' income. I'm really envious."

David curled his lips and said, "Hasn't the bounty you got in these few months been enough?"

Eros didn't care about the bounty. He cared about another thing. Peter just called these two Sequence 9 blood servants.

"Their Sequence 9 is called Blood Servant?" Eros asked without hesitation.

He only recently learned about the Scarlet Sect, a cult group, so he is not clear about these things.

Peter nodded and said, "Their sequence pathways are different from those of most gods. This may be related to the fact that the Blood-Red God is a new god."

"Their Sequence 9 is called Blood Servant, Sequence 8 is called Scarlet Scholar, Sequence 7 is Scarlet Mentor, Sequence 6 is Scarlet Professor, and Sequence 5 is Scarlet Reaper."

"As for the extraordinary realm in the future, we don't know. Maybe the captain knows. If you want to know, you can ask him."

At this point, Peter asked curiously, “Since you don’t know this, how did you determine that he was a follower of the Blood-Red God?”

Eros smiled and explained, "I have met people from the Scarlet Cult before, and I am sensitive to the smell of blood on them."

Peter blinked and said in surprise, "Identifying people by smell is a method we have never thought of."

David on the side shrugged and said, "Maybe this is a talent. Most people can't do this."

Peter nodded in agreement, and the others did not stay there for long. After properly storing the two contaminants, they continued patrolling the streets.

I don’t know if it was because of the gunshot or what, but the whole afternoon seemed calm.

In the evening, after Eros and Angelica had dinner in the cafeteria, they got on a carriage back to the villa at 179 Belaun Street.

At night, Eros was soaking in the hot spring, stroking Isabella's head with one hand and reading the record of the Lost Island in the other hand.

This is a diary, and the owner of the diary is a warlock named Gross.

This warlock likes to explore various places, and this diary records his adventures.

After flipping through the previous meaningless expedition records, Eros went straight to the records about the waters of the Lost Island.

……

It was a sunny morning on June 6, Year of Steam.

Just today, Kaxiu actually mocked me and said that my past adventure experiences were not worth mentioning.

There is nothing worth mentioning at all. They are all meaningless adventures.

As a warlock, what's the point of me conquering dangerous situations that ordinary people find difficult to enter?

Damn it! I was actually convinced by him. Indeed, I am a sorcerer. How can I limit my sights to places that ordinary people dare not set foot in?

I should explore those places that warlocks dare not approach. If I succeed, that guy Kashu will definitely be shocked.

……

It was cloudy in the morning on June 6, Year of Steam.

After several days of thinking and comparison, I finally chose a place.

To the west of the Aoland Islands, near the edge of the Misty Sea, is the magical Lost Island.

As for why I chose this place, after a few days of comparison, I found that this is the dangerous place closest to my location.

……

On the morning of June 6, Year of Steam, the weather turned from sunny to cloudy.

Today, at 9:15 this morning, right at the port of Moses, the future legendary explorer Gross is about to set off.

If I can really succeed this time, there will definitely be an article named Gross in the history of exploration.

Great Lord of All Machines, great God of Steam, please protect your faithful believers.

I'm off!

……

On the morning of June 6 of the same year, after a day's sailing, I arrived at the Ao Glan Islands.

But when I looked to the west, it was still all blue, and I didn't see the legendary lost island.

I continued driving westward and stopped when I approached the edge of the fog.

Although the mist could not immediately contaminate a Sequence 6 warlock, staying in it for a long time would still make the human body feel uncomfortable.

At 6 p.m. on June 29 of the same year.

Just when I gave up because my food was running out, the great god of steam seemed to hear the prayers of his devout believers.

The mysterious Lost Island appeared. It gradually emerged in front of me like a phantom, and gradually solidified, half of it bathed in the sunset and half of it hidden in the mist.

Fearing that the Lost Island would disappear from my sight again, I did not dare to delay and rowed the boat over quickly.

I successfully landed on the island without any obstacles.

Having read this far, you have finished reading the content of this page.

Eros turned a page, but the next page only had one line of words.

I came back alive!

Praise the great, the brilliant, the noble, the eternal...

The diary stops abruptly!

Eros was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned a few pages back, but unfortunately the rest was still blank.

What on earth is going on? What did he write next?

Isn't he a devout believer in steam? But his last praise was obviously not a prayer to the god of steam.

What exactly did he go through during that time?

Eros turned the page again and touched the words, one word at a time, as if he wanted to know if there was any mystery hidden in it.

But when he touched the blank space behind the prayer, he suddenly felt a sharp pain between his fingers.

Then the next second, the diary in his hand turned into a ball of temperatureless flame and burned up.

As if she had noticed something unusual about Eros, Isabella raised her head and asked curiously:

"what happened?"