821 The McAvoy Clan (1/2)

It had been a few days since Mo Wen had disappeared. Since then, all the vampires that had infiltrated Hua Xia quietly retreated from the country. This time around, there were ten teams of Blood Kindred that had come to Hua Xia. However, only nine teams returned. One team would forever stay in Hua Xia.

Far away in the British Isles, in a secret hall that seemed like a palace hall in an ancient mountain castle, a quaint coffin slowly rose from the ground. The coffin was carved with ancient patterns and inlaid with dark red and silvery-white metal. It appeared rather antiquated and luxurious, like an ancient piece of artwork.

Suddenly, the lid of the coffin slowly floated up. A silhouette stood up from the coffin. It was a youth that appeared to be in his twenties. His appearance was rather handsome. There was a faintly discernible evil Qi in the corner of his mouth. If some fangirls saw such a person, they would certainly have screamed out loud.

However, the clothes that the man was dressed in were not youthful. He wore a simple long robe. Although the robe was very luxurious and the patterns embroidered on it were like carefully crafted artwork, youths seldom dressed in such a fashion. His eyes were especially deep, giving the impression that he had experienced many vicissitudes during his life.

”Who killed my son, Charlie McAvoy?” The youth that walked out of the coffin was rather furious. His blue eyes instantly turned crimson. They looked like two blood diamonds.

He slowly looked towards a long table at the back of the palace hall. There were dozens of copper lamps placed on it. The copper lamps lit up all at once, emanating gentle light. Bizarrely, the flames in the copper lamps were crimson flames. The dark crimson light shone in the palace hall sinisterly.

Right now, among the dozens of copper lamps, one copper lamp flame suddenly went out, forming a clear contrast with the surrounding copper lamps. A hideous look flashed across the youth's face. He extended his hand and gestured. The extinguished copper lamp appeared in his hand.

”Who dared to kill my son, the son of Baruch McAvoy?” The youth's face was cold. He extended a long slender finger and slowly pointed at the copper lamp.

Immediately, the entire palace hall lit up with a beam of crimson light. In the crimson light, the copper lamp was shining even more brilliantly. With a slight tremble, it suddenly released an image.

The place in the image seemed to be in a primeval forest. However, the image was not very stable and the scene was not very clear. It was very difficult to make out anything exactly.

”Humph, it's so far away. It must not be in Europe. Otherwise, with my ability, it is impossible for the image to be so blurry.” The youth softly snorted. The crimson light on his finger shone even brighter. Beams of crimson light swarmed out, all of them surging towards the copper lamp. The image became slightly clearer, but it was still not clear enough.

”Huh, it is actually not enough. Could it be that there is something hindering my search?”

A look of astonishment flashed in the youth's eyes. No matter how far the distance, even if it was outside of Europe, it was impossible for the image to be so blurry unless something was obscuring his retrospective search.

”I'd like to see what kind of person has such an ability.” The youth's expression turned sinister. The person who had killed his son was most likely no ordinary person. However, it had come as a surprise. Charlie McAvoy was one of his most talented sons. He had a very high chance of advancing further, and could well have become a pureblood Blood Kindred at the rank of a Marquis. It would be difficult to kill him if one did not have some ability.

A beam of crimson light emanated from the youth's hand. Quietly, a bat symbol brooch appeared in his hand. The bat brooch emanated a faint glow, containing a bizarre aura.

The bat brooch was clearly no ordinary item. Once it appeared, the youth's aura immediately grew stronger. His pupils became even redder as though there was blood dripping out from inside them. The image that floated before him started to become clearer. The scene in it could finally be identified. It was indeed a forest. As for exactly where it was, he still did not know. In the image, there were two blurry silhouettes. He could recognize one of them at a glance. It was his son, Charlie McAvoy. As for the other person, it was still somewhat unclear.

Just as the youth was preparing to give it his all, intending to see the silhouette clearly, there was a sudden bizarre change. In the entire image, thunder roared and lightning flashed. Terrifying thunderclouds swept in. The scene was like a lightning apocalypse.

A frightening will of thunder emerged from the image and furiously crashed towards the youth. Thunder roared and lightning flashed instantly in the entire palace hall. Countless bolts of lightning danced around, filling the entire castle.

Ptui!

The youth's expression turned pale. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. There was actually lightning in his blood, mixed in his blood and constantly leaping about.

”What was that?” the youth exclaimed. His eyes were full of astonishment. It could actually directly injure him through the image. The image was of events that had occurred in the past. He had just linked their bloodlines and unleashed a retrospective technique to capture some events that had occurred.

Under such circumstances, he was actually injured by something from the scene. How frightening was that thing exactly?

The mysterious youth was alarmed, his pale face somewhat ugly. The terrifying aura just now caused even him to feel terrified. Could it be that Charlie had offended some major figure?

”No matter what, I must get to the bottom of this.” Baruch McAvoy's face turned cold. He had to know why Charlie died and at whose hands.