Trafford’s Trading Club

In the beginning, perhaps ancient, perhaps before ancient times, the first power that Western humankind possessed seemed to begin with foreign objects.

Blood, objects contaminated with special breaths in nature, special language, etc. They are used as a medium of exposure to the extraordinary forces that exist in nature and are gradually being discovered and applied.

Lucifer bit through his fingers and wrote on Uncle Am in blood is an ancient Hebrew word - and in the ancient Hebrew script, it is also a mysterious category.

But there is no doubt that this is a system outside her own power —— even ordinary people, if they have enough media, know how to operate, can apply it.

Of course, such a humble application of ancient extraordinary power will not work well anywhere.

Just for Lucifer's current state, it's an opportunity to keep her from losing altogether, without a chance to flip - although she didn't think about flipping either.

“… it seems that my blood still contains the power of its origin. ”

Lucifer watched the bloody spell written on Uncle Am begin under her operation, glowing and frowning.

From this she can deduce some of the mysteries of the current loss of power - perhaps she just cut off communication with her native forces, like a blocked path.

Of course, she doesn't think this blocked road will be easy to navigate.

So, since the power of blood is still there, there are more kinds of things she can do… Lucifer pondered for a moment and had a new idea.

“SU-DUO-TA… A-WAR… GA-QI-XI… KU-O… WENG…"

Her lips move, sending out strange syllables after syllables… It is an ancient calling magic that uses her blood as a medium to summon out in hell to supply herself with the way to drive the demon.

Lucifer did not dare summon an exorcism too powerful, otherwise, in her current state, she would have turned the ship over at any moment.

The bloody spell on Uncle Am's chest began to come alive, and strange words began to twist, and then burst into Uncle Am's body. His entire body also dried up so rapidly at this point that everything began to turn into a source of power for this magic.

Until his entire body was ablated, only a red mass remained on the ground. They come together and eventually turn into a red light bulb - like a red light egg!

Knock!

Suddenly, though tired, a tiny thing emerged from the bare egg and ended up on Lucifer's shoulder.

Blood red, body like fire, without a completely fixed form, without hands and feet, but a magic that can grow and grow by sucking blood, called the Blood Elf.

The Blood Pokémon is probably best suited for Lucifer - she can feed the Blood Pokémon through her own blood and cultivate the Blood Pokémon to a very high level to create a body of her own Blood Pokémon - which, of course, will take a very long time.

Even her milligram of blood, I'm afraid, cannot absorb this bloody elf today.

After the Blood Pokémon summoned up, the black and white flowers caught in a violent state instinctively felt the danger, grinning toward Lucifer's teeth.

Lucifer snorted coldly, sweeping through these black and white flowers, and the blood elf on his shoulder felt the will of his master and flew straight out, sucking on the blood of these black and white flowers.

But instantly, dozens of black-and-white flower bloods were swallowed up, and by the time the Blood Pokémon answered Lucifer's side again, the body had grown somewhat - the newborn Blood Pokémon had grown at a reasonably good rate.

At this time.

“Uncle Am? Are you there? Uncle Am... Lucy... Uncle Am...”

It was Sharti's voice —— she might have heard something, so she searched this way. Lucifer shot the blood elves around him and suddenly had a new idea.

To cultivate Blood Pokémon, it is best to feed high quality blood from the beginning - like virgin blood.

There is no doubt that Charity is an ideal blood sacrifice.

As for the old nun of the monastery, the quality seems to be good, although old, but also remains pure and, more importantly, Sister Duran also possesses the seeds of holy power.

After a moment of careful consideration, Lucifer had a strange smile on his face.

Power is lost, confined to the body of a child… but she is still the arrogant master, the queen of hell, and she has no intention of obedience.

“Stop yelling, I'm here. Come here.” Lucifer suddenly shouted in the direction of Charlotte.

Shortly afterwards, Sharti came all the way. Seeing Lucifer undamaged, Charlie was delighted, watching Lucifer's body carefully, afraid that she would get hurt.

“I'm fine, and I'm fine for now.” Lucifer slapped Charlotte's hand open.

The Blood Pokémon cling to her at this point, on the skin behind her, turned into a blood-red flame mark.

“By the way, have you seen Uncle Am? Lucy?” Charlie asked at this time.

“No...” Lucifer subconsciously tried to say no, but just spewed out a word and began to have a headache and sweat.

“I see it.” Lucifer looked at Charlotte and said with utmost sincerity: “I killed him. I made a demon out of his soul and body as a material. ”

“Oh," Charlotte nodded, lifting Lucifer's hand: "Uncle Am should be fine, maybe we should head back to the camp somewhere. If I go any further, I'm afraid I'll get lost. ”

“I said I killed him. ”

“Oh...” Sharti nodded. “Are you hungry? ”

“… let's go back to camp. ”

……

“By the way, Lucy...”

“My name is Lucifer. ”

“By the way, Lucifer, where do you live? ”

“Hell. ”

“What a poor child… being treated like this is indeed like hell.” Sharti looked at Lucifer's collar and chain, and how weak she was when she showed up.

“ …… ”

“I'll take you to the police station as soon as the people out there clear the way, they can help you! Child abuse is a serious crime!” Sharti is outraged.

“The police can't help me," Lucifer said. ”

“Do... do people who torment you have a point?” Sharti frowned.

“The heavens and the earth, together with the God you believe in, will not choose to be right with it, if you can. ”

Sharti nodded: "Well… I think I'm starting to understand what you mean. It's a bit strange to describe, but it should turn out to be a big one. ”

She remembered the unsuitable red dress she wore when she picked it up from Lucifer - although she didn't know why she wore it like this, it seemed like a very upscale dress.

In the words of Uncle Am, this is an imaginative child - perhaps the only sanctuary for her mind is to hide in an illusory world after being subjected to so much cruelty during the week?

With that in mind, Charlotte's mercy on Lucifer added a few more points, and there was a hint of thought in her heart.

“Lucifer, can you help your family? ”

Lucifer looked up to the sky, grinning, “Dear? I guess I'd rather die. ”

She stood still, staring at the stars, her complexity, and Charty suddenly squeezed her behind her back, softly saying, "Don't be afraid, you won't have nowhere to go. Sister Duran and I will take care of you. Why don't you stay in the convent for a while? ”

“Okay.” Lucifer nodded, “I don't want to stay here. Can you take me back to the convent now? ”

“This… wait for Uncle Am to come back at the camp and tell him.” Charlie thought about it.

Lucifer said, "Why don't you just leave a note? Anyway, don't you think he's okay? ”

“But... okay.” Sharti nodded: “Let's go back to the monastery. ”

It always feels like it's easy to get caught up in this little guy's nose.

……

……

A man in a black hooded sweatshirt arrived shortly after walking through a small or complex alley filled with all kinds of graffiti.

Batman Hutong is a very famous local tourist attraction. Of course, the mysterious man couldn't have come here to visit as a traveler.

Seven turns and eight turns, he quickly came behind a tavern.

The man knocked a few times at the back door with a certain rhythm of knocking before someone opened the door and picked up.

When the man entered the door, he flipped his hoodie and looked inside the house - there were a lot of guys... all from the ‘LK Brotherhood’.

“Where's the boss?” He asked.

“The boss is upstairs talking to people about something. ”

“Who?”

The companion shook his head: “I don't know, it's a woman, she's hot, but like a white collar, I really want to fuck her! ”

The man nodded and said softly: “I'll come up later. Today's shipment has run out, I'll take a break first. ”

The companion made an OK gesture, then turned on the audio in the house, and for a while a loud song sounded, and a lot of the guys in the house started spooning some white powder, and then heating it up with a lighter and sucking it up.

But for a few minutes, it's like a demon field, chaos and excitement.

……

At the same time, upstairs is much quieter… but it also seems much more dangerous - for two men tied to plastic belts, waiting for them could be death.

In fact, they had been beaten almost blindly before they were tied to the ground, when they fell to the ground and their viscera was probably already broken, at a time when their consciousness was very confused.

This is an office kind of place, where a 30-year-old man sits in a big chair with a knife tip in his hand.

This man is the new LK Brotherhood boss, Vita, and opposite him is a blonde woman in a black dress.

Vita nailed the knife directly to the table and stared at the blonde, "Miss Christine, I don't think I can ask you any more. It's no use wasting time. Let's talk about something else. ”

The blonde, known as Kosni, nodded her head and Vita waved quite happily, and the men in the room quickly walked out with the men who had beaten them to the point of serious injury.

When Vita and Costney were left in the room, Vita got up and grabbed two glasses and a bottle of sugar cane wine from the wine cabinet next to her.

“These two men were the hearts and minds of Bucky while he was still in place and are still fairly loyal.” Ignoring Vita's move, Cosny said to herself: “Once Bucky gets back, if he wants to regain power, he'll find them both. You might want to keep an eye on it. Mr. St. Fran doesn't want any impact on his plan. ”

“Mr. St. Francis…” Vita is drinking, “Mr. St. Francis? Actually, I don't get it. Why would Dorflammango have to change that name? ”

“It's none of your business, you just do what Mr. St. Fran tells you to do.” Kirsney said softly.

Vita sat directly at the table at the moment, acting like a fool. He picked up Christine's chin and smiled, "Orders? Did you use the wrong word? Me and Dorflamingo are, at best, cooperative relationships, and he's not my old-fashioned -- now, I'm LK's voice. ”

Krishna sneered, “Really? Bucky didn't make sure he was dead one day. Can you really do a solid job as a boss? What you can influence, at best, are the less powerful people in LK. Those old people wouldn't listen to you if it weren't for Mr. St. Fran's support..."

Vita shrugged her shoulders, seemingly careless. "Bucky's just an exasperated boss. All his years in prison, eating, drinking and having fun, he had long lost his original ambition. Even without Dorfrango, this fraternity would be mine sooner or later. ”

Costney didn't seem to intend to go on with Vita, but just stood up. She took a box out of her bag, "There's three kilos here, you can disperse them as soon as possible. ”

Then, Krishna grabbed her purse and decided to turn around and leave.

“Wait!” Vita grabbed Costney's arm and pulled him, coldly: “At first, Doflammango asked me to bulk him, saying it was a condition that would help me. It was nothing, it was just a mutual benefit. But isn't this thing a little too druggy? And he didn't want a penny for selling his ears. What does that mean? ”

“Doesn't that mean anything, Mr. St. Fran, just giving you money to earn?” Krissy frowned: “Also, please let go of your hands. ”

“Why are you leaving so soon?” Vita suddenly pulled someone hard and pressed Krishna on the table, "she said with a funny smile.“ If I make money, I'll give you away. I promise I'll help him disperse these shortly. ”

"Vita stretched out her fingers and gently touched Coseni's cheek." Is it a waste of time to have a woman of your rank next to Uncle Dorflammango? ”

He slipped his fingers all the way down Krissny's cheek, touched her neck, and flew toward her collarbone.

Krissy had no expression, and even made a tiresome sigh. At the same time, she only saw her knees bent and mercilessly topped Vita's small belly.

This sudden motion made Vita scream painfully. And Costney is showing a force that has nothing to do with weak women, and she's pushing Vita onto the table. She reached out and pulled out the knife Vita nailed to the table and nailed it down his neck again.

It all happened in the firestone room, but the blade had cut off its own neck and Vita was sweating cold.

He struggled a few times and found that the woman was much more powerful than the average man - he couldn't get away.

“It's Mr. St. Francis, and I don't want you to call me wrong next time. Do you understand?”

Vita looked into the eyes of this hot woman and suddenly struck a chill... the woman's indifference made him look like he was seeing cold ice.

“Ok…”

Krishna pulled out the knife and threw it against the side wall - Vita subconsciously looked at the past, and the knife hit the heart of the dart target hanging on the wall.

He spit in his mouth.

Krissy tidied her collar, "Remember the bulk. ”

It wasn't until after Costney walked out of the office that Vita shook her hand and touched her neck and drank all the wine off the glass quickly that she got a little bloody.

……

After leaving the tavern, Costney walked in her graffiti palm, looked around and took out the phone and called.

“The second shipment has been delivered to Vita. ”

There was a strange laugh on the phone, and then St. Francis said, “I know you can do it. After that, let's get some small groups on the Rio side to help us out with the same bulk… OK, hurry back to me, I'm going to the city at night to talk to them about sponsoring their renovation of the city theatre. You're my secretary, naturally. ”

“Understood.” Kirsney nodded, but didn't understand: “Actually, I don't understand. If you want to support the utility, there should be many better options. Why choose to renovate the theater? ”

Another laugh came in, and St. Francis suddenly said, "If I said that there could be a nuclear bomb hidden in the theater, would you believe it? ”

Of course… not.

Costney disappeared quickly into the graffiti - after she walked out, Boss Lo slowly walked out of the alley next to her and walked towards Vita's tavern.

Walk in.

The loudspeakers continued, and no one noticed that an unexpected guest had arrived. Boss Lo climbed the stairs and finally came to the door of Vita's office.

Open and close the door.

Vita, who was drinking a boring drink, looked puzzled at the door and frowned. Because he noticed the door opening and closing and felt something unusual and unreasonable, a blurred figure suddenly appeared in Vita's sight and gradually became clearer.

Vita rubbed her eyes subconsciously —— it was like suddenly someone appeared silently in front of him, but he didn't know exactly how the guy got close.

“Who are you exactly?” Vita became alert at once.

Lochu just hit a thumb and Vita lay down on the table and went straight to sleep.

And on the table, which box did Kosty leave behind, Rochu picked up the box and flipped it open, looking at what was in it —— a tiny white crystal that looked like coarse salt.

Lochu pulled out a few fingers and suddenly, after a moment of thought, suddenly put these tiny white crystals into his mouth.

He closed his eyes immediately.

As if the brain had been stimulated by something, many thoughts emerged from consciousness in an instant, yet just between moments, many fantasies and impulses disappeared.

Lochu opened his eyes and the world remained silent like a silent black and white movie… but his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

“It actually worked...”