Chapter 448
The Clan Unshackled
Chapter 448 A Clan Unshackled
Backlund.
Inside a hotel.
Under the careful care of Chael and Fors, Dorian Abraham slowly awoke.
"Where are our ancestors?"
His first words upon waking caused the young lovers to exchange a puzzled look.
"Your question is giving us too much credit."
Xia Er helplessly spread his hands. What was his identity and strength? What was Mr. Men's situation? Did he even know that someone below the True God level was worthy of such treatment?
"Teacher, I just saw something flash by."
Fors tried hard to recall, describing it a little more clearly than Chael's.
"Haha, it's nothing, I was just asking casually."
Dorian knew he shouldn't ask any more questions. In any case, he had successfully advanced to the level of a mystic and survived. The future of the Abraham family was now clear, and the revenge should begin.
"No matter what, thank you very much this time..."
After this incident, Dorian basically trusted Shael. After all, Shael didn't stab him in the back while he was weak, nor did he steal the old man's sealed artifact. Regardless of his specific identity, he must at least be from a prominent family, and he had a good impression of the Abraham family.
Dorian was about to ask Shaeldo for some protective charms that could grant immunity to the Full Moon Curse when, seemingly sensing his awakening, Dorian's messenger emerged from the spirit world.
This is a very cute little thing. In the past, I had to coax it with music to get its help. This time, I don't know if it's because Dorian has been promoted to demigod, but the little thing simply poured out a bunch of letters from its own spatial pocket.
Why are there so many?
Dorian was taken aback. He saw Chael using a harmonica to tease his messenger, and Fors helped him pick up the letters on the ground and tidy them up, so he focused his attention on the letters.
He knew these must have been sent by members of the Abrahamic Elders, since he had made an agreement with these old friends before his daring ascension to demigodhood. Perhaps because he had been unconscious for so long, these old friends had misjudged something and thought he had met with misfortune.
Dorian picked up a letter, opened it, and began to read. The writing was very messy, and the paper seemed to be wrinkled. Clearly, the person who wrote it was very emotional, and their hands were probably trembling at the time. The contents of the letter were simple.
The full moon ate the words, and the bloodline curse disappeared.
Dorian was taken aback. The bloodline curse had disappeared? When did that happen?
He quickly opened the other letters. The contents of the letters were largely similar, and some were even sent by young members of the Abraham family. In addition to expressing their joy, they were also eager to know whether the disappearance of the bloodline curse was related to him.
These letters detailed the brief appearance of a blood moon in broad daylight, and how none of the members of Abraham's family had been affected by the full moon curse at that time.
After this unusual event, the official organizations rushed to refute the rumors. Their method was very simple: the Eternal Sun Church and the Night Church simultaneously planned a memorial service, seemingly explaining nothing, yet also seemingly explaining everything.
Anyway, if there's something wrong with the moon, it must be the goddess of the night showing her power. This isn't an ominous sign; it's a good omen!
"Did you hear any talking during the full moon?"
Dorian suddenly looked up and asked Fors.
"No...no."
Fors was taken aback and quickly answered, but she couldn't hear the language anyway; she had Mr. Fool's protection...
Wait a minute, because she was taking care of Dorian, she seemed to have forgotten to pray to Mr. Fool during this full moon, and the full moon itself was not very complete, the sun had not yet set, and she hadn't thought about the issue of the full moon eating words at the time.
"The full moon murmur may have disappeared."
Dorian said in a complicated tone, "I don't know what I'm feeling right now. There's so much good news that even excitement and elation seem out of place."
"what?"
"Has the full moon murmur disappeared?"
"Teacher, is it because you've advanced to demigod status?"
Fors didn't understand, but it seemed like a good thing.
Her pale blue eyes looked at Dorian with curiosity.
"I don't have that kind of ability."
Dorian gave a wry smile. "But when I was promoted, I seemed to see our ancestor Abraham. He told me that the full moon's utterance came from His uncontrollable madness."
What do you think is the reason for this?
Even though he had successfully advanced to demigod status, Dorian still used honorifics when facing Shael.
"I don't know, but it must be related to your promotion. Just like you said, Mr. Men has an uncontrollable madness, but he must also have some rationality."
"Perhaps through you, through this sealed artifact, Mr. Door has transferred the language of eating that was supposed to affect you to another place."
Xia Er pointed to the iron box that sealed the Star Staff and began to deceive people.
"Yes, even though madness is the norm for most high-sequence extraordinary beings, there are definitely times when they can regain some rationality. Perhaps I awakened some of the humanity in my ancestors, and they used certain methods to block out the delirious ramblings we should have heard."
Based on his knowledge of occultism, Dorian felt that what Chael said made a lot of sense.
The Abraham family is Mr. Men's anchor. If Mr. Men could regain some rationality, how could he have actively harmed his own descendants and removed his own anchor?
Perhaps it was he who made the ancestors understand the current difficulties and challenges faced by the Abraham family.
Dorian opened the iron box that sealed the Star Staff. The sealed artifacts inside were unchanged, but as a demigod, Dorian could still sense something different. The Star Staff seemed to be overdrawn? Could it be that his ancestor used the Star Staff to protect him?
Did the ancestors intend for me to lead Abraham?
Dorian felt a surge of passion welling up inside him. The increased lifespan after advancing to demigod gave this middle-aged man a feeling of youthful exuberance despite his advanced age.
As for Mr. Hatred Gate?
Our ancestors didn't do it on purpose. It's because we, their unworthy descendants, are incompetent and failed to help them spread their faith. Our family is also dwindling, which has seriously shaken our ancestors' resolve. And our ancestors, even in their very poor condition, still responded to our prayers.
Ancestors, it is we, your descendants, who have failed to live up to your expectations!
Dorian felt restless, a surge of emotions making him uneasy.
Until Fors, with a sudden thought, told Dorian that the Aurora Society's gentleman, one of the students who betrayed Abraham, was in Backlund.
"It's time to settle some scores."
"I always bring a small gift when I go back to see my old friends!"
Dorian's eyes shimmered like mirrors, his ability to keep secrets shrouding him in a veil of mystery.
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