The charity dinner at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York was like a dazzling dream, so luxurious that it dazzled the eyes. A huge crystal chandelier hangs
Hanging in the center of the ceiling, it refracted a brilliant light, shining on the women's diamond-covered evening gowns, even more so than the treasures in the exhibition hall
Be dazzling and eye-catching; The men were dressed in neat tuxedos, holding champagne glasses in an elegant and proper posture, yet their whispered conversations were inseparable
The dark topics of "power", "interest" and "supernatural transactions", beneath the hypocritical smiles lie calculating eyes. Lin Yuan stood beside the Champagne Tower.
I felt like an out-of-place intruder - the cuffs of the rented black suit were a bit shorter, and the exposed wrist was still stuck with a Boston ribbon
The smell of gunpowder in the port, the indelible marks like a mark of disgrace, although the Wolf took it back, the touch of the back fluff always made him endure it
I couldn't stop scratching, fearing that I might accidentally show it and be discovered by others.
"Relax. No one will doubt you." Elena was wearing a fiery red evening dress, with the hem of the dress trailing on the ground like flowing flames
The sequins placed on it flickered with her movements, like scattered sparks. She held Lin Yuan's arm, looking as intimate as a pair attending a dinner party
The couple gently pinched his arm with their fingers and encouraged him, "Your identity is the Asian art collector introduced by 'Night Owl'.
Alan Lin, specializing in medieval supernatural artifacts, I've already memorized the background information for you. Don't make any mistakes. Stay here, talk less and watch me
Signal Action - I'll raise my glass three times, and you take the chance to slip into the lounge. Be quick and don't draw attention."
Lin Yuan nodded and picked up a glass of champagne, taking a sip. The wine has a faint fruity aroma and bubbles, with a refreshing taste, yet it reminds him of his mother
The Icelandic fruit wine he loved in his lifetime, with its sweet taste of berries, was the warmest memory of his childhood. Thinking of this, his eyes welled up slightly
fever. He forced himself to bring his thoughts back and quickly searched his philtras. According to the intelligence from "Night Owl", Sylvia was part of the Eternal Night Corps
The actual controller is also the youngest among the vampire Dukes, having obtained the title of Duke at the age of only three hundred, demonstrating extraordinary power
Her silver hair and red eyes are the most distinctive features. It is said that she has the power to "predict fragments" and can see scattered images of the future
This is also the reason why Meng is willing to put aside his hatred for werewolves and vampires and cooperate with her.
"Found it." Elena signaled him to look towards the auction stand in the center of the exhibition hall with her eyes, her voice very low. Lin Yuan followed her gaze
Go! I instantly locked onto that silver-haired woman. She was wearing a black velvet long dress, which was made of smooth material and clung to her shapely figure
On the material, the hem of the skirt was embroidered with silver batman patterns, which were faintly visible under the light. Around the neck, she wore a necklace inlaid with blood-colored gemstones
The chain, the shape of the gemstone, resembles a beating heart, rising and falling slightly with her breathing, as if it were alive. She is with the mayor of New York
Chatting and laughing merrily, the skin was as fair as milk, without a trace of color. The red pupils carried an air of detached elegance, every gesture and movement
Exuding the aura of a "superior", every smile is just right, neither too much enthusiasm nor too little politeness, as perfect as a meticulously crafted one
A carved doll.
Just as Lin Yuan was observing her, Sylvia suddenly turned her head, her red pupils staring straight at him without the slightest deviation. That gaze wasn't
Like an ordinary person, with curiosity or scrutiny, he is like a sharp blade that pierces through everything, as if to completely tear apart his disguise and see him clearly
True identity and hidden power. Lin Yuan's heart gave a sudden jolt. Subconsciously, he avoided her gaze and downed the champagne in his glass in one gulp
The icy cold wine pushed down his instantly accelerated heartbeat, also making his Wolf slightly warm. His fluff stood up straight, filled with tension
A shudder.
"Don't be nervous. Her premonition power only sees fragments, like broken pieces, unable to see your true identity or complete appearance.
"Yeah." Elena lowered her voice even more, her lips almost touching Lin Yuan's side. "She just thinks your breath is a bit special.
"After all, you are the inheritor of the Wolf God's legacy. Your spirit fluctuation is different from that of ordinary werewolves. It's like a shadow with light, very special." " She picked it up
The champagne glass gently swirled the liquid on the surface. The golden liquid left a mark on the glass wall. "The plan remains the same. I'll go and divert her insurance.
"Hey, those guys were all sent here to keep an eye on her. Let's solve it together." "
Elena said this, deliberately slipping and tilting her body slightly. The champagne in her hand "accidentally" spilled onto the two bodyguards behind Sylvia
On the suit, golden wine trickled down the black suit, leaving an ugly mark. Oh, I'm so sorry! I was too careless
Here it is!" She wore a panicked expression, but her eyes showed no sign of apology. The handkerchief in her hand precisely brushed against the bodyguard's wrist - that
It's where they hid the guns. The metal powder on the handkerchief temporarily interfered with the mechanical structure of the firearms. "Shall I help you clean it up?" Or
Shall I compensate you with new suits? The two bodyguards' expressions changed. Just as they were about to push her away, they were surrounded by the guests around them, who all came forward to "show concern".
Everyone was chattering about the situation, and the scene instantly became chaotic, just blocking Sylvia's view.
Lin Yuan took the opportunity to slip into the lounge beside the exhibition hall, moving quickly and discreetly, like a shadow. The lounge is decorated extremely luxuriously
It's more like a small private exhibition hall than a lounge. On the wall hangs a genuine "The Night Watch" by Rembrandt, with thin frames embedded in it
Small magic runes, which prevent outsiders from eavesdropping and snooping, are advanced magic defense devices. The coffee table is made of pure black marble and has a surface
The surface was as smooth as before, with Sylvia's black handbag and a cup of unfinished black tea on it. The aroma of the tea mingled with the white rose scent on her body
The water flavor forms a unique taste, elegant yet with a hint of coldness.
He strode quickly to the coffee table, his heart pounding with tension. His fingers trembled a little as he opened his handbag - with a lipstick off his face
The color code is bright red, very similar to the color of her pupils. The shell is golden and inlaid with tiny diamonds. One is inlaid with diamonds
The custom-made mobile phone also comes with a silver disc, on which the bat logo of the Eternal Night Team is engraved, exactly the same as the logo on the "Eternal Night"
So. Just as Lin Yuan picked up the plate, his fingertips touched the cold metal, a cold voice came from behind him, with a hint of a teasing smile
Meaning, like the cold wind in winter: "Are you looking for this?" Mr. Alan Lin."
Lin Yuan turned his head sharply, and all his muscles tightened instantly, getting ready for battle. He saw Sylvia standing at the door of the lounge.
With red pupils and a seemingly smiling expression, he held a silver pistol in his hand - that was the "Silver" specifically designed to deal with supernatural creatures
The gun was pointed right at his chest, aiming precisely without the slightest error. Her bodyguards didn't follow in. Apparently, she deliberately sent them away
A woman was even more vigilant and intelligent than he had imagined. "Put down the plate, or I'll shoot." Sylvia's voice was soft, but it carried a hint of no
The unquestionable majesty is like a queen giving an order.
Lin Yuan didn't move. He felt that the spiritual fluctuations on the other person's body were very strong, like a bottomless ocean, but there was no murderous aura on their face.
That was an air of scrutiny and inquiry, not the might of an enemy. He gripped the sacred silver dagger at his waist tightly, as long as she had any
As soon as he made a move, he launched an attack instantly. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he would still strive for a chance to escape. You knew long ago that I was here to steal the plate
"Huh?" He asked, keeping his voice steady so that the other person wouldn't notice his nervousness.
Sylvia smiled, walked over to the sofa and sat down, her movements elegant and composed, as if she were enjoying a leisurely afternoon tea rather than facing someone
The "thief" who broke into his own lounge. She poured herself a cup of black tea, holding the delicate teacup with her fingertips, and moved gently: "My premonition.
Li saw a "silver Wolf" break into my lounge, but he didn't see your purpose or identity. He only saw a blurry shadow. straight
It wasn't until you picked up the trading record that I realized you had made it just to deceive me." She picked up the black tea and took a sip, her red pupils looking at Lin
Yuan, with a hint of appreciation, "But you're braver than I expected - you dared to sneak into the vampire Duke's lounge alone and avoid it.
My magic probe, you are quite bold and your strength is also very special."
Lin Yuan frowned, not understanding what she meant. This woman's attitude was too strange. She neither resorted to physical violence nor called for help. Instead, she seemed
Chatting with him. Sylvia placed the silver bullet on the coffee table and gently pushed it in front of him. The gun body glowed coldly under the light: "Me and.
The cooperation between Mongolia and Mongolia is merely mutual exploitation and getting what each needs. He needs my strength and connections to transport the bloodline crystallization and open up the human world
The market; I need his werewolf bloodline to study the secret of the "racial shackles" and break the curse of vampires. But now, I find him there
He deceived me - he didn't have the "Wolf God Inheritance Scroll" in his hand at all, only some useless fragments, wasting my time and energy.
"How do you know the Wolf God Inheritance Scroll?" " Lin Yuan's pupils constricted. This secret was known only to the core members of the royal family, the collateral ones
None of the clines had any idea how Sylvia, a vampire duke, could know so well. He subconsciously touched the silver on his chest
The Wolf pendant, with its warm touch, seemed to be responding to his question or reminding him to stay vigilant.
Sylvia's gaze fell on his pendant, her red pupils brightened for a moment, and her tone softened a little, like ice melting
Chunshui: "Because your mother, Irene Lee, is my archaeology mentor." When I was a postgraduate student at the University of Iceland, I was under the tutelage of Irene
Professor, she is the wisest and bravest anthropologist I have ever met. It was she herself who told me the news that she had found the Wolf God Inheritance Scroll
A week before she was hunted down, she sent me an encrypted email saying that the scroll was related to the lives of all supernatural creatures
"Fortune tells me that if I have the chance, I will help her protect the bearer of the scroll." "
Lin Yuan was completely stunned, his mind going blank. He had always thought that his mother's research was just about ordinary ancient civilizations, but he never expected that she had taken it on long ago
He touched upon the core secrets of the supernatural world and even took a vampire duke as his student. Sylvia said, her tone carrying a hint
Remembrance: "Your mother discovered that the 'racial shackles' are not innate; they are curses planted by the gods a thousand years ago to control supernatural creatures.
Werewolves cannot control their madness and will lose their minds on full moon nights. Vampires fear light and only survive in the dark. The devil is bound.
In hell, one cannot freely enter and exit the human world. All these are the products of curses. And the Wolf God Inheritance Scroll is the key to breaking this curse
"Key, grant true freedom to all supernatural creatures." "
She stood up, walked up to Lin Yuan, and pressed the scroll in his palm again with firm force: "Meng wants the scroll because.
He became the dictator of the werewolf race, using curses to control all his people and fulfill his hegemonic ambitions. I want the scroll to break the suction
The curse of the blood ghost has made my people no longer fear the light and walk in the daytime like humans. But now, I know the scroll is in your hand
"Right in your pendant, its spiritual fluctuations are exactly the same as what Professor Yilin described in my memory." " She pointed at Lin Yuan
On his chest, his eyes were sincere. "I can help you take revenge, help you find Meng's weakness, and even mobilize the power of the Vampire Council to support you.
It should be in harmony with the outside. But I have one condition: once the curse is broken, vampires and werewolves must coexist on an equal footing, no longer killing each other, and this will come to an end
"Thousands of years of hatred." "