"What?"

Allen's pupils were full of doubt, and he could hardly believe what he had heard.

He didn't know that "there is a truth that dead people can speak."

After all, both corpses and souls contain sufficient information.

But the problem is, what Buck said before was so serious that Allen subconsciously believed that in that level of confrontation, the body and soul of the blood clan had been destroyed in the aftermath of the confrontation between the two, without any remnants.

So, Alan did not think about the possibility of psychics.

But unexpectedly, Buck actually gave him such a big surprise.

He subconsciously looked up in the direction of Buck, but found that his eyes that were as calm as Mirror Lake were filled with smiles.

Allen was a little helpless. For some reason, a person as steady as Buck always likes to tease him.

But he was just helpless and not unhappy, and even a little warm in his heart.

Because he could clearly feel that Buck's teasing for him was the kind of care for his nephews and the care for his younger generations, which was extremely pure.

So, he just smiled, then glanced over Buck's smiling eyes and asked, "Is there any valuable news?"

After discovering that there was no good show, Buck also curled his smile and answered Allen's question seriously.

"Well, although the soul is damaged, most of the reasons for his arrival in Dilno City are still complete."

"He came to Dirno City to observe the situation of the abandoned blood clan in Dirno City, evaluate the success rate of their actions, and collect relevant information to infer what impact the storm of Dirno City has on their blood clan itself."

After summarizing the news he learned in a concise manner, Buck looked at Allen deeply and added, "Of course, if necessary, he would choose to take action."

Allen was not surprised to hear this, after all, this was the reason.

Don’t look at the blood clans in the empire today, be honest.

But in the past era, the blood clan was a group of speculators.

Although there are exaggerated elements, this kind of thing must have a basis.

Speculators naturally have the intelligence of speculators. If they go against the trend, they will be self-protection, and if they go with the trend, they will be able to control the wind and thunder.

For them, it doesn’t matter which side they stand on, what matters is which side can help them gain more benefits.

And in this case, the amount of risk must be considered.

Therefore, it is extremely normal for Allen to send someone to evaluate the changes in Dilno City and to deduce the changes in the situation.

Of course, Allen felt that they might have miscalculated the risk of this investment.

The current city of Dirno is not an existence that the blood clan can easily participate in.

If they can make up their minds and show some of their background, they may be able to barely enter the game when it is too late.

But, are they willing to bear it?

Alan suddenly said nothing, thinking about the possibility.

Then, without shy away from Buck and Virlit, they contacted Ms. Kelly and Mr. Derria in the north through a secret way, and asked them to help find the relevant information about Ivan Dracula and the recent situation of the Dracula family.

Suddenly, Alan raised the teacup and thanked Buck.

"Thank you Uncle Buck for your advice."

Buck did not refuse and calmly accepted Allen's thank-you gift.

After expressing his gratitude, Allen asked with a little expectation.

"Uncle Buck, is there anything we can use in his memory?"

"For example, information about the abandoned blood clan in Dirno City, address, identity, etc."

"Or, has he set up a corresponding contact information with someone and has a fixed connection location?"

Although I know that the soul that Buck seized from the other party is definitely not very complete, and it is even possible that there are many left.

But what if, Allen is willing to have considerable expectations.

After all, no matter how few things are, if you are lucky, the part of the souls you have regained is the news they just need, which may be possible.

So Allen's eyes were bright and he stared at Buck.

However, facing Alan's earnest gaze, Buck just spread his hands, "Don't think about it, do you really think the other person is a small character."

"Although that will is just the spiritual wisdom evolved from the golden demon tool, with the sacrifice of Ivan Dracula's body, the relevant blessings of the Vampire Base Camp are not much weaker than me."

"It's good to be able to grab some of the soul, and you don't think it's too beautiful."

Without saying anything, Buck picked up the tea and drank it slowly.

Seeing Alan's still contemplative look, Buck said to Alan, "Okay, we're here to tell you this. Since you already know, let's leave first."

Allen subconsciously wanted to keep him, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Buck.

"I know you're very busy right now, so you don't have to put your energy into me."

As he said, Buck called Virlit to get up.

"We are still pursuing who committed such a murder in Dirno City, so we won't stay here for a long time."

Buck swiped in the air and broke through the void.

The terrifying space turbulence was everywhere, emitting violent fluctuations, as if torn apart all that dared to provoke them.

It is fierce and domineering as a mad dragon.

But no matter how terrifying the space turbulence is, it cannot break out of the seemingly terrifying space tunnel entrance.

They roared, ferocious, violently, but in front of Buck, they were just like bluffing puppies, without any threat.

The ordinary light like a firefly enveloped him and Virlit beside him, very weak, but it was like a spark that never extinguished.

The next moment, Buck stepped out, stepped into the void, and lost his trace.

"If there is anything, just call my name with this thing, and I will naturally know."

The last words reached Allen's ears, and he subconsciously turned the ordinary wooden beads that appeared in his hand at some time, with all kinds of thoughts.

...

In the void, there are no specific colors, and it seems that all colors are mixed together and confused.

In this vain that was trance like a dream, two figures wrapped in thin stars drove away quickly, like lightning and thunder, which was incredibly fast.

"Uncle Buck, why do you value that guy so much?"

Virlit, shrouded in glory, looked at Buck beside him, and his curious mental fluctuations came into Buck's mind without any concealment.

Of course, this is also because Buck deliberately accepted it. Otherwise, based on the spiritual nature of Virlit's Black Iron Level, he might not be able to achieve his wish.

"You'll know after that."

However, Buck, who was extremely caring for Virlit in the past and even regarded him as his favorite child, did not directly answer this question at this time.

He smiled and replied with a hint of emotion.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, I will find the answer myself."

However, Virlit was very dissatisfied with Buck's behavior of keeping him in silence. He curled his lips with a little temper and said to himself "hately".

While saying this, Virlit also glanced at Buck's reaction as if he was inadvertently, as if he wanted to see the scene he had expected.

However, until they walked out of the void, she did not get what she wanted.

Barker naturally knew Virlit's weird reaction clearly.

But he didn't mean to explain.

He lowered his head slightly and looked carefully at the palm of his right hand, as if there was a peerless beauty contained in it.

But in fact, the golden blood slowly flowed out from the wounds long at the palm of the right hand, although it was slow, but it was continuous.

The blood was very heavy, but it looked like lead and mercury was condensed, with a sense of steadyness as mountains, as if it could fall from the wound at any time and smash through the thick earth.

However, as if bound by invisible power, the blood was only wandering in the wound after all, rolling in the wound like a round and crimson gem, and not falling from the palm.

Even so, Buck's injury was shocking enough.

After all, it is impossible to believe that the meaning of being able to hurt an existence that has cast immortal holy marks and condensed the sacred body.

If Virlitt could find this, she would probably understand why Buck value Allen so much.

Of course, Buck couldn't tell her.

After all, such an extraordinary existence is a blow to peers.

Buck turned his gaze away from his palm and unconsciously looked at Virlitt, who was still pretending to be angry. His shocked heart also relieved a lot, shook his head and laughed.

However, his smile was nothing, but it made Virlit feel as if he was being despised.

Then, after the girl who pretended to be angry for a long time, after working hard but not getting the desired result, she became angry like a young lion after hearing Buck laugh.

But in Buck's opinion, the girl's anger was like anger and acted like a coquettish act, not like a young lion, but like a milk cat.

After a while of turmoil, Buck looked at the wound that was still not healed because of his strong spiritual will. He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly sighed in his heart.
To be continued...