Chapter 536: The Sheffield Family's trump card

A month passed quickly, and Asidron was called to the meeting room by his family as soon as he returned to Saint Fran. At this time, the meeting room was already full of important members of the Sheffield family.

As soon as he arrived at the meeting room, Asidron was asked to confirm the portrait on the table.

After he picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! It's him!"

Hearing this, everyone present was in an uproar!

"This bastard actually dared to assassinate a member of our family. He must pay with blood!"

"Don't jump to conclusions. Some things are not clear yet. For example, since he used assassination, why did he dare to carry our family's wind sword openly? For example..."

"Don't give me examples. We don't need reasons, we only need results, and the result is to send him to hell!"

"No! We have no grudges against him. Why did he assassinate Emile? If we don't figure this out, we may be fooled."

"Go ahead and do it. Now we are only discussing one thing, that is, how to kill him and his whole family! Clan leader! Since the target has been determined, I think there is no need to wait. Use..."

Before the man finished speaking, he was glared at by Pacia, the new patriarch of the Sheffield family, and he was immediately speechless.

Paxia slowly stood up, looked around, and saw that no one was talking, so he said: "Watch your mouth. Some things can be said, and some things should never be said in a lifetime.

Let's leave it at that for now, and I'll handle the rest."

"Patriarch, I think we should check it out before we do anything."

Paxia sneered: "Then you can check it slowly, and remember to notify me when you have the result!"

After that, Paxia turned and left.

He came to the basement of the family castle alone. It was a round room surrounded by a circle of thick pillars.

Each pillar was chained to a green goblin. They were struggling and wailing constantly, but the chains were locked very firmly, and no matter how they struggled, it was useless.

In the center of the room was a two-meter square pool filled with red liquid, which looked like blood, but there was no bloody smell.

In the southeast corner of the pool stood a stone sculpture of a skull, with five small holes on the top of the head like monks' scars.

Paxia walked to the stone sculpture of the skull, inserted the five fingers of his right hand into the five small holes, and then turned it gently.

With a "hum", a staircase slowly opened at the bottom of the pool, and the water flowed down along the channel.

At this time, Paxia took out a thick black leather cover, put it on his feet, and after confirming that there would be no leakage, he walked towards the staircase.

Along the way, he was careful to avoid touching the red liquid.

After a while, he walked out carefully again, holding a fresh beating heart in his hand.

"Bang bang bang" Every time the heart beats, it will make a sound like a war drum, and the surrounding air seems to be inspired by it, emitting waves of visible sound waves, rippling around!

Paxia came to a goblin with the heart in his hand, and without saying a word, he took out a dagger and stabbed it into the goblin's chest.

The goblin struggled in pain and wailed loudly, but because it was firmly fixed by the iron chain, it could not move at all. In the end, it watched its heart being dug out until it died.

After Pasia dug out the goblin's heart, she put the heart she brought out into the heart.

After the heart was in place, blood vessels began to grow and connected to the previously damaged blood vessels. The blood at the wound stopped quickly and healed quickly, and scabs began to form in an instant.

At this time, the chest of the goblin, who had clearly died just now, rose and fell again.

It raised its head, and its yellow eyeballs kept turning like a big turntable. It looked a little weird and funny. People who didn't know thought it was a lottery!

In fact, it is indeed a lottery now. The prize is a life!

You should know that the eyes and the body of most animals are actually two parts, just like humans.

The human eye and other organs of the body are two sets of immune systems. If an eyeball is seriously physically injured, the best way is to remove the eye instead of waiting for it to recover.

Otherwise, once discovered by the body's immune system, both eyes will be dissolved by the immune system.

Now, the heart is in the final sprint stage of fighting for control of the body.

After more than ten minutes, the two eyeballs finally stopped turning and returned to normal visual position.

At this time, the goblin roared and shattered the restraints on his body. It stretched out its hands, lowered its head and looked around its body, and immediately showed a bitter smile like a human, and then spoke human words:

"My dear great-grandson, you are getting more and more perfunctory now, and you get such a body to make up the number?"

Upon hearing this, Paxia knelt down immediately: "Ancestor! This is a misunderstanding! Don't underestimate this body. They look thin, but their vitality is much stronger than that of humans. Using them to show holiness can ensure that the body will not decay for a longer time."

"Forget it! Anyway, no matter what body it is, it won't last long! You should quickly find a way to find a suitable heir from the family, that is the long-term plan!"

"Yes, ancestor!" Although Paxia was happy, she was almost worried to death in her heart.

Because the suitable heir mentioned by the ancestors is not easy to find. First of all, he must be a family member, and secondly, he must be neutral, a hermaphrodite between men and women.

Such a person may not be difficult to find in the whole world, but if it is limited to a family, it is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The family created many magics to help babies in the womb become hermaphrodites, but the results were minimal.

Either only boys were born or the fetus died in the womb. Emile was the only hermaphrodite who was successfully born and grew up normally in the past hundred years.

She could have at least guaranteed the prosperity of the family for nearly a hundred years, but who would have thought that she would be assassinated before she grew into a complete body.

Just when Paxia was full of resentment, the goblin he called his ancestor spoke.

"Are all the equipment ready?"

"It's upstairs. A set of magic armor suitable for this body, and the [Shock Sword] that accompanied you in your battles. You can set off at any time!"

The goblin nodded and was about to leave. Just as he took a step, he suddenly turned around and asked, "I want to ask one last question. How did we offend the sword master of the Helingard Republic?"

"Not sure!"

"Not sure?" The goblin frowned: "I don't want to blame you, but I advise you that as the patriarch, the burden of the family falls on your shoulders, and you must consider things more rigorously.

Otherwise, you will be sold without knowing it!"

"I remember! Ancestor!"

The goblin sighed after hearing this: "Oh! Forget it, I've summoned it. It's too late to say these things now. I must kill that person before my body decays. Let's go!"

"Yes!"

...