Chapter 008

The Chief Justice shook her head: "I firmly believe in my principles; do not make another mistake, or you will ruin the entire Camarilla and the world of the bloodline!" The shadow shook its head: "It seems we cannot reach an agreement!" Suddenly, the Chief Justice launched an attack; her wings flared wide, and her body shot towards the shadow at high speed. Her hands had grown long claws, resembling curved blades! With her fingers splayed, the Chief Justice clawed at the shadow, but the shadow dodged swiftly. The Chief Justice's hand grasped the stone table behind him, which was sliced in half as easily as tofu. The shadow suddenly appeared behind the Chief Justice, and a beam of black energy shot out. The Chief Justice let out a muffled grunt as her body was propelled away! She rolled several times in the air, sliding far away, and her back crashed solidly against the wall, leaving two deep gashes from her sharp bat wings on the stone wall!

Spinewick was still waiting outside the laboratory, while several subordinates inside were urging the scientists to work frantically. Spinewick felt very anxious, as the test results could directly impact the future of Camarilla. A soft sound came from behind him, and the door opened. A subordinate emerged holding a file bag, gently shaking his head at Spinewick before handing him the bag. Spinewick felt a sense of relief; he opened the file bag and carefully examined the test results inside. After securing the file bag, he waved his hand and said, "Return!"

In Spinvick's hand, the iron spear flickered in and out of sight, much like his own restless emotions. He was acutely aware that in such high-stakes conflicts, he was truly insignificant; even his Death Scythe and the *T* Book Guard were akin to a bubble, bursting without anyone caring. The instinctive loyalty to his family and the concern for his own safety filled him with a profound sense of unease

Volume Four

The parchment was unfurled, and the Chief Justice slowly opened it. Before her eyes unfolded a series of paintings outlined in bold strokes. This was the absolute secret of the Blood Clan, documenting nearly all of its mysteries, including the origins of the Blood Clan, the enigmatic millennium-long holy war, and the reasons behind the betrayal of the three generations of the Blood Clan.

The street appeared dark due to its width, with the streetlights casting a hazy glow like sleepy eyes. Spenwick and a dozen of his subordinates hurried along the street, holding evidence that concerned the safety of the entire Camarilla, as well as evidence related to the decisions of his family, the Beckers. Members of the Death's Scythe Guard surrounded him for protection; this final stretch of the journey must not go awry. It was already late at night, and the street was deserted. A group of individuals, seemingly as dark as the night itself, rushed through the street, standing out starkly against the emptiness. Members of the Death's Scythe Guard surrounded him for protection; this final stretch of the journey must not go awry. It was already late at night, and the street was deserted. A group of individuals, seemingly as dark as the night itself, rushed through the street, standing out starkly against the emptiness.

The Chief Justice flipped through the sheepskin scroll with two fingers, suddenly sweeping backward, sending two black blades flying toward the shadow behind. The shadow extended a hand and pressed down, causing the surrounding space to suddenly sink as if being suppressed by some heavy object, the air compressed into a mass, and with a "ping," the Chief Justice's two black blades shattered. The Chief Justice swiftly darted forward, the shadow closely following her like a shadow. It was as if being suppressed by some heavy object, the air compressed into a mass, and with a "ping," the Chief Justice's two black blades shattered. The Chief Justice swiftly darted forward, the shadow closely following her like a shadow. The Chief Justice had no way to turn around; the two moved at incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they had already circled the walls three times in the dense area. The Chief Justice found herself in a passive position and had to take a risk! Her arm suddenly stretched an incredible half meter, grabbing hold of a tall bookshelf beside her, halting her forward momentum, and she circled around the bookshelf, arriving behind the shadow. The shadow abruptly stopped, as if inertia did not exist for him at all! Her arm suddenly stretched an incredible half meter, grabbing hold of a tall bookshelf beside her, halting her forward momentum, and she circled around the bookshelf, arriving behind the shadow. The shadow abruptly stopped, as if inertia did not exist for him at all! The shadow turned around, and the Chief Justice revealed her fangs! Behind her, two blade-like bat wings spread wide, confronting the shadow from a distance. The shadow shook his head: "You still do not understand, I am two generations above you, I am still the first generation of carnivores, how could you be my opponent?" The shadow shook his head: "You still do not understand, I am two generations above you, I am still the first generation of carnivores, how could you be my opponent? If you are willing to cooperate with me, you will still be the Chief Justice in the future!" The Chief Justice scoffed: "With my support, your plan will go much smoother, right?" The shadow nodded: "We both understand this, so you should be very clear about your own value. Trust me, the blood clan can live in the sunlight!"

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The shadow shook its head: "Back in the day, when the blood clan was slaughtered, humanity was too powerful. They had a firm belief and were tightly united under a converging leadership, which posed a tremendous threat to our survival! At that time, I established the Camarilla and formulated six rules, demanding seclusion—had we not done so, we would likely have been exterminated! But now: look, people are advocating for freedom of belief, and true Puritans are becoming increasingly rare. The chaos of faith has given us the best opportunity! At that time, I established the Camarilla and formulated six rules, demanding seclusion—had we not done so, we would likely have been exterminated! But now: look, people are advocating for freedom of belief, and true Puritans are becoming increasingly rare. The chaos of faith has given us the best opportunity! But now: look, people are advocating for freedom of belief, and true Puritans are becoming increasingly rare. The chaos of faith has given us the best opportunity! We can make it rise using this opportunity; the commandments of the Camarilla are no longer needed. We can make it become the rulers of this world!" The shadow took a deep breath and said: "Large canids emerged from underground only a little over a million years later than large felids—in the process of biological evolution, a million years is but a moment. Yet in that brief moment, large canids have forever lagged behind large felids; wolves can never compete with lions!" He glanced at the Chief Justice and continued: "Werewolves have yet to realize this, but dark sorcerers are already stirring. If we are a step too late, we will become those wolves that can only wander!"

The Chief Justice rose, blood already trickling from the corner of her mouth. The shadow shook its head: "Are you still going to be stubborn?" The Chief Justice raised her head and charged forward! The shadow casually pressed against the shadow on the wall beside him, as if opening a door, and he fell into the darkness. Almost simultaneously, from the darkness behind the Chief Justice, he emerged after pushing open the door between darkness and light. He extended his hand and recited an ancient incantation, and suddenly a massive scythe appeared behind the Chief Justice. The scythe struck down fiercely, and blood burst forth from the Chief Justice's body; she was knocked to the ground by that heavy blow and did not rise for a long time! The shadow slowly walked to her side, gently shaking its head. The Chief Justice's body suddenly moved, and the shadow stepped back. At that moment, a sudden commotion arose; the secret door behind the shadow suddenly shattered, and a towering figure rushed in. The shadow was focused solely on the Chief Justice in front and did not anticipate the danger behind. The attacker behind struck successfully, sending the shadow flying! The attacker landed and immediately launched a frenzied assault on the shadow!

The Supreme Court was disappointed as hetushucomcom closed the fourth volume. Just as she was about to re-tie the hemp rope, she suddenly remembered something and reopened the parchment, unfolding it all the way to the end. There was an ancient record stating: the dark people were divided into two factions, with one side always failing to meet the will of the Dark God. Thus, the Dark God selected his own agents from among his people to enforce the laws of the dark world. From the sixth generation onward, the initial enforcers came from the Rose family, named... There was an ancient record stating: the dark people were divided into two factions, with one side always failing to meet the will of the Dark God. Thus, the Dark God selected his own agents from among his people to enforce the laws of the dark world. From the sixth generation onward, the initial enforcers came from the Rose family, named...

In the first volume, there was little to gain. He reopened another volume, and the methods for unlocking the magical seals on each scroll were different. Although the parchment scrolls appeared to be haphazardly arranged, they actually concealed intricate secrets. If they were placed incorrectly, future generations would be unable to examine them. Therefore, throughout the entire process, the chief magistrate was always cautious, not daring to make a single mistake

The Chief Justice noticed a shadow appearing beneath her feet and sighed, "How can you appear so punctually?" The deep voice of the shadow behind her replied, "This place is managed by me; naturally, I have ways to know what you are doing!" The shadow waved an arm, and the green light on the wall blinked as if it were the eyes of a demon. The Chief Justice sighed again, "What is the reason for this? You established the Camarilla, so why do you want to destroy it now?" "It was necessary to establish it at that time; now it is time to destroy it!" The Chief Justice nodded in understanding, "I see..."

This is impossible. We are a cursed race, and the curse forces even the most powerful among us to live in the shadows!" The Chief Justice said sternly. "Curse?" The shadow sneered coldly: "Do you think we are a cursed race? No! I never think so. Compared to those mediocre humans outside, we are infinitely superior to them—physically and intellectually. What do they have that can compare to us? Why should we hand over this beautiful world to them?" "They are our environment for survival. Without them, it would be as if they no longer existed in this nature, and we cannot survive!"

The Chief Justice turned over, and a faint yet resolute voice emerged: "Reharg, you must leave!" The burly man with a yellow beard, Reharg, was attacking furiously, his strong body causing significant trouble for the shadow. Upon hearing the Chief Justice's words, he paused for a moment, ceased his assault, and jumped back to the Chief Justice's side, pointing at the shadow and saying, "He is already injured; the two of us can definitely kill him!" The Chief Justice shook his head: "You must leave! This is the Blood Clan's secret territory; your identity does not permit you to enter!" Reharg was furious: "What time is it, and you are still so rigid!" "I am the enforcer; I must uphold the law! You must leave!" The Chief Justice was very stubborn, and Reharg was equally obstinate. He tilted his head: "No! I cannot watch you die—I cannot let you die at someone else's hands!" The Chief Justice's voice suddenly softened: "Hank." She called Reharg's name: "Please, just go; I beg you, okay?" The shadow slowly retreated: "So it turns out you are a werewolf embraced by the Blood Clan! No wonder in just two hundred years, you have the ability to shatter the thirteen secret doors!" Reharg glared at the shadow with resentment, then turned to the Chief Justice and said, "Fine! I will go!" The werewolf-vampire jumped out through the gap in the door!