Prelude

Barden was thrown into the air.

A large brown painted metal piece almost wiped his nose and inserted it straight into the sea. Barden recognized that it was the tail of the small plane they were riding on today, "Teddy 599-kl". The reason why it had such a weird name was because the color of the fuselage looked very similar to that stupid fluffy bear.

He almost followed it to the sea. Although it was only about eighty to one hundred meters high, it was enough to break the bones all over his body so that even the best orthopedic doctor could not match it. Fortunately, in such a short time, Barden was still very calm and found and pulled the safety device of the life jacket. The plastic product that was tightly pressed against the body was instantly expanded. The man's chin was hit by the jumping neck airbag and suddenly turned back. The strength almost made him break his neck. Before he could moan, he rushed into the sea in a not very beautiful posture.

Although I remember curling up, the severe pain that came with the coldness of the sea almost made the professional criminal faint. He tried hard to stay awake. At the moment when the sinking trend finally began to stagnate, he opened his eyes. The salty sea water in the triangular sea area stimulated the fragile eyeballs, but this discomfort would no longer make Barden care. He was looking for the surface of the sea water that appeared hazy sapphire blue due to the penetration of light, and then slowly controlled his body to float towards it.

The moment it surfaced, it was said that the man, who had never had tears in his body, breathed the fresh air greedily, while whimpering like a little girl who was wronged.

About a few seconds ago, Balden saw Alex Sallieri doing the exact opposite of him - he was sinking, the young man looked quiet, his eyes closed, his arms slightly spread, his feet without shoes, his broken white pants and clothes drifted in the sea like a new variety of jellyfish, and he had no life jackets on his body - he insisted that the thing would suffocate him, and now he didn't even need to breathe.

A stupid young man, the survivor thought sadly, that the problem was that he would be thrown into a large, hidden ice bank for sea fishes in a certain location because of his death. He was taken out to thaw the fish's internal organs, bones, and scales and crushed them into cat food. He put them in aluminum cans and sealed them outside with the stupid black fat cat avatar. He often saw this stupid logo in his ex-wife, daughter, and his latest lover. The cats they raised all liked to eat that brand of cat food.

He hates cats.

***

2056-August-15.

Western Sardinia, Saint Rosia.

"Balden ran to Anto."

Wilderger Salieri lowered the phone. Under the towering brow bones, the narrow eyes of the young man in the south were almost narrowed into a gap. The amber pupils hidden deep inside were shining. The messy dark black short curly hair was mixed with irregular silver gray, which made his entire head feel extremely similar to a kind of large vulture, especially the latter's beak was as bright as his lips.

Wilderger's nickname is "Spotted Vulture", but it has nothing to do with his appearance. People call him this because this guy is as cruel and tough as the Big Spotted Vulture. He likes and loves the most to pursue the enemy of the family - and betrayers like Barden. The names of these people are often written on the most ordinary small note and handed to the young man. Then the guy who always appears in a nightclub and underground casino in the family and is idle and drunk will disappear for a while. When he appears again, Father Adolf, who presides over the funeral, has something to do.

Besides, the same thing as the male prey who is irritable and always likes to peck his spouse flying all over the sky, Wilderger has never been a gentle and considerate person. Although he is generous, don't expect him to accompany you to have a meal or something, and once you find something bad about him - even if you just accidentally say something about him, he will stuff you into the yellow mark with the words "unrecyclable".

In the trash can, I was waiting for the next day to be thrown into the landfill pit with the leftovers, bones, vegetable roots, leaves, tissues and toilet paper. When the women talked about him, they always covered half of their face with fans, lowered their eyes and bit their lips, looking scared and contemptuous. But everyone knew that as long as Wilderger showed a little meaning, there would still be a girl who could not resist the temptation of the brainless female geek.

"Dad will be upset," Wilderger added: "I haven't seen him like that... even when he mistakenly thought you were dead a few years ago, his face wasn't that bad."

"aturar(local: stop), Vivi."

In a solemn posture that only priests or soldiers would have, the man Xude Salieri, who sat upright on the cherry wood backrest chair with grapes and women as the main body of the creation. José Salieri's eldest son gave Wilderge a warning smile. He looked no older than the "Vulture", but when he called Wilderge's nickname, he had a majesty and helplessness similar to his father. In fact, he also had many similarities with his father in appearance. His smooth black hair was mixed with silver threads, thick black eyebrows and gray eyes, and his nose was slightly bent toward his upper lips. The only similar one to his younger brother, who was flowing with the same blood, was the same thin and bright red lips, which were inherited from their mother.

Wilderger raised his hands and surrendered to his brother: "But now that Alex's body has not been found, is there any miracle? For example, he was just swept into a wonderful bay by the waves?"

"Balden must have been confirmed by Alex's death before he defected to Anto. He knew that this incident would never be forgiven by his father. But Anto would not accept a pure escapee,... Vivi, go and see how much things Barden has touched."

This wasn't a job that Wilderger liked, but he knew it wasn't a good time to bargain, "So goodbye, brother." He mischievously left a wet farewell kiss on his elder brother's face.

Xude grabbed Wilderger who wanted to escape, forced his brother's tall body down, and rubbed his hair even more messy. "Be careful." He said. "I don't want to lose another brother."

Wilderger walked out of his brother's office with a bitter face.

Xude smiled and took out a spare handkerchief from the bottom drawer of the desk and wiped his face. He was a little bastard like a dog. He thought that in fact, what Barr took was not worth much. You should know that he was a guy with no rights. Xude kicked Wilderger out for another reason - yes, small planes are prone to accidents, but no matter what kind of accidents, it cannot cause such a complete disintegration in the air. The driver's body has been found, and he was unable to even catch the parachute bag and underwater special rifle beside him. The life jacket could not stop the shark's attack.

Barden is so lucky, but unfortunately he always does the wrong things.

The old man said that Alix was not allowed to participate in any family affairs, but he still took Alix to the family base in the Triangle Sea; he should bring Alix back well, but Alix was dead; well, then at least he could find a place to hide quietly for two or three years, but he was in a hurry to Anto... Maybe he could live until next week.

The man's lip line is straightened coldly.

Xude also needs to learn something from Barden so that he can know whether the attack was targeting the family's triangular sea base, Barden, or Alex, or the family? That almost means the beginning of another war - a war in the dark world. At this time, Wilderger would better not stay here to cause trouble for him.

Although it was a bit redundant, he still called the head of the operation department. The guy was much smarter than Barden. Wilderger had never encountered any big troubles when he saw him, but now it was extraordinary.

What makes people hate is that guy's keen and terrible... Maybe he will be more suitable for the intelligence department, but in this way the operation department will be without a leader. Wilderger? It will take at least ten years for him to do so, if this reckless guy had not rushed to the front of a bullet before this.

After saying what he was going to say in a few words, Xude unilaterally forced the call. Now he can finally focus his attention on the amazing pile of unprocessed documents.

What's this?

"Rumors about the company's canned cat food mixed with family enemies and traitor's corpse fragments have affected the sales of Black Cat Food..."

For a time, Xude really wanted to write a handling opinion like "kill other cat food factory owners." This kind of handling opinion has a distinct "spotted vulture" style.

But in the end he sighed and wrote, "Please choose a suitable day and invite the press and public representatives to visit the factory..."

Not every day there will be enemies or traitors' bodies that need to be thrown into the raw material crusher, idiot!

***

Since receiving the news that Alexander (nicknamed Alex Sallieri) has been standing in front of the huge glass-to-ceiling window, before him is the entire Saint Rosia, the richest and most violent city in the country.

Four hundred years ago, the people here were angry with the tyrannical colonists and the cowardly royal family, and took up simple weapons to drive them all out of this beautiful peninsula. But what they did not expect was that destroying the old order only requires strength and courage, while establishing a new order requires patience and tolerance, which is something that most people cannot do - they have too much hatred to vent, no one knows which surname becomes the first target of revenge, and no one knows which surname blood and death can end on which surname - people only know that the two families that finally calmed down all this, Agnelli and Salieri.

However, these two families still had differences on whether to welcome the king's return. In order not to fight again, Salieri gave in. After greeting the king, Agnelli successfully became the most prominent and glorious family on the peninsula. Salieri returned to Salieri with his own strength.

Just as people call the Agnelli family King of Eastern Sardinia, the Salieri family is also called the Salieri family. The tentacles of the family spread and spread from Saint Rosia to the entire country for four hundred years. The original main business scope was limited to underground industries, such as gambling, fraud, pornography, drugs, intimidation and violence and financial fraud. After the mid-19th century, the Salieri family turned to construction, transportation, insurance, hotels, factories, mines... Large-scale smuggling gradually replaced drugs that are prone to conflict with state institutions - Western Sardinia is shaped like a hand stretching into the triangular waters, and behind it, there is also

There are more than ten figures on the continent separated by a sea area, and opposite is the world's largest archipelago. Western Sardinia has nine ports, the smallest one has a daily throughput of about 200,000 tons. The shore is towering, and container trucks coming and going are flowing continuously. Countless goods flow here and transport them all day and night. Many times, the Salieri family needs only a small gap between containers... As long as there is demand in the market, they supply everything from heart transplantation to nuclear raw materials, the Salieri family has... Every day, astronomical profits flow into the Salieri family's secret account.

In the eyes of others, the Salieri family is really good, but Jose Salieri began to worry thirty years ago.

He was concerned about the future of the Salieri family.

It was not until the screen of the linear phone began to light up a soft blue light that the old man pulled himself out of his fixed memories, thoughts and introspection every night - Anto agreed to the deal, and in two days he would pack the cute Balden, who had no damage at all, as a gift, and send it to the designated location of the Salieri family.

Everyone in Santa Rosia knows Church Jose Salieri. Many people think he is a trustworthy, kind and down-to-earth old man. Many people think he is the embodiment of sin. However, more people, including his enemies, think he is just a coward who has never seen blood.

Barden must have thought so, but in two days he will completely change the wrong idea, Don Jose Salieri thought.

***

The sun was very strong, which meant that the visibility in the shallow sea would be high. Lily carefully clamped her favorite cherry red nose clip to her small nose. The tanned and shiny skin made the clip look particularly cute because of her exposure to the sun. She took a deep breath and dived into the bottom of the water.

It’s not for the sake of playing. Like most girls in fishing villages, Lily needs to pick up beautiful corals and shells of different colors in her spare time, and then accumulate them and sell them to tourists or buyers at the market to prepare her dowry. Lily is a good player. She can dive deep into places and get more things than others. Although she sometimes feels that she is about to die, brand new money can always make her forget the pain of suffocation and jump into the sea again excitedly.

The sea today was a little strange. There were no fish, the anemones and soft corals were curled up, and some small crabs, starfish, and jellyfish were always busy. Lily even saw a huge sea clam with double shells tightly closed, as if it were dead. If it were normal, Lily would definitely pick it up and take it to the shore to knock it open to see if there were any pearls. But now this brave girl didn't dare to stay any longer. She barely calmed and turned around to swim towards the sea. But at this moment, her ankles cooled and tightened. Lily looked down and it turned out to be a pale human hand!

She shouted, but the water pouring in almost choked her to death. Fortunately, this made her courage come back. While chanting the name of the saint in her heart for blessing, Lily took off a long-handled shovel from her waist and stabbed it hard on the hand.

It seemed that something was alarmed, and the part below his wrist suddenly appeared from the darkness. It was a thin young man with almost no clothes on his body. It was washed away by the waves. Lily had seen many such corpses, but they never made the girl feel cold from the bottom of her heart. His skin was still so clean and bright, and it looked like a marble statue, but the marble would never catch a living person's ankle. Lily was almost crying. While she was asking for forgiveness from the dead in her heart, she raised her own shovel again...

The black-haired man looked silently at his bandaged arm - four or five lacerations.

"Thankfully, Lily brought a new shovel today. Its front end is not as thin and sharp as the previous shovel as the previous one, otherwise you will be lucky enough to see your bones today." A doctor who is closer to the butcher rather than a doctor calmly organized his medical box: "Remember to thank her. No matter what, Lily caught you from the sea and didn't throw you anywhere to feed the moray eels, and dragged you for so long... Okay, don't look at it, she didn't really shovel your arm."

The patient stopped observing his arms and instead looked at everything around him. This was a very ordinary house. The apricot yellow paint on the wall exuded the fragrance of plants. The dark brown beams on the roof were fresh as if they had just been peeled out of the bark. The snow-white cotton sheet on the body was a little stiff after washing, but it was very dry and smooth, which made the skin on the body sigh happily.

"The medical expenses and possible follow-up costs are about 500 yuan, and they are recorded in your account. If young people still remember the phone calls of their relatives and friends, call them to reassure them and ask them to remit money as soon as possible; if not, they can wait for your injury to heal and go to the village to work a odd job to compensate your medical expenses, and the interest will be calculated according to the National Bank."

The patient seemed to want to smile, but failed and nodded.

"So, have a good rest. Lucky guy!" The doctor said goodbye rudely and saw Lily and her father in the corridor outside the room.

"He's fine, he just drank too much water and had a little confused. He can be lively again after two days of comfortable life with full and sleeping," said the doctor.

The young girl twisted her fingers embarrassedly... If this man hadn't tried his best to open his eyes at the end, she would have really shoveled his arm. There was no way, his hands were so cold, and he suddenly grabbed her feet. At that moment, all the horror plots rushed into his mind... Fortunately, I saw those dark eyes, which were more beautiful than the pure black pearls seen at the Saint Rosia Jewelry Exhibition...

"Okay, Lily, go back to the village and stay with your mother, and tell her by the way, I'll stay here to take care of this guy these two days, and I won't go back for the time being, but she must remember to send two people three times a day."

The father who sent the doctor away came back and drove his daughter back to his old house in the village within a few seconds. It is of course a good thing to save people, but after saving people, an unmarried girl is not suitable to stay in the same room with a man. If something happens, he will have to marry his most precious Lily to this guy of unknown origin.

He walked into the patient's room, and it was good. This lucky boy was very beautiful. Even now, the weak, closed eyes, and had no energy, was enough to be on the cover of a magazine that pleased women. His skin was fair, without tattoos, and his fingers and soles were slender, indicating that he was different from the young man in the village who was either immersed in the sea or climbed on the boat all day long. He was a young man with a noble life. It would be nothing if he was really a young man. The old father sighed sadly, looking at the bronze ring on the patient's index finger. The flat ring had a complex and delicate lily pattern. He had occasionally seen similar things on the hands of a pretty young man. Later he realized that the beautiful boy was Wilderge Salieri.

Hopefully this guy just wants to imitate that Wilderger Sallyery, not really what has anything to do with Sallyery's "Blade Vulture". Otherwise, Lily might have recovered a big trouble that cannot be greater.

He didn't know that this trouble was much greater than he thought.

At midnight, the patient opened his eyes, and the dark and dull pupils slowly penetrated the bright blood, and his pale lips opened slightly, and the sad songs that did not belong to this world rang before dawn.

No one can understand the ferocity and stubbornness of the soul better than a lich, especially the soul that originally belonged to this body.

Where did the storm of the turbulent plane send itself? There is no magic net or shadow magic net here. The magic power contained in the earth and the sky is thin and difficult to capture. Only "electricity" is like magic net that crawls across the entire continent. However, the lightning element that is imprisoned in metal lines, which seems gentle but is actually rioting, obviously cannot become a support for his spell casting. The storm has mercilessly stripped of the robe and skeleton. Of course, it is impossible for the lich who retains a scroll or space ring to retain a few remaining

Xu Magic and tenacious mental power started a small war with this soul that should have been separated from the body. Although this stubborn soul is far from the opponent of the Lich, it is obviously biased towards the original owner's body to give him great help - knowing that if the stalemate continues, it must be that the lich who was expelled will be helpless to find a song score from his memory - the banshee wailing is probably one of the most familiar lich spells, but there is a more dangerous record in the teacher's undead tower library.

The Witch's Soul-Suppressing Song.

The witch here is not something that can be compared with the little banshee. To put it simply, only women who have magical powers but are pure in body and mind can be called witches, such as: an adult female elves who never kill, do not lust, and do not think about any conspiracy? Perhaps this book will be used to placate the table foot in any place in the continent of Feren. However, for all books, including the chaotic Siri Sutra, who also holds a twelve-devoted heart, read this spell with no level markings very seriously.

According to the instructions, this spell can always soothe all souls in the area involved in the spell at once, but when the Lich tried it, he found that his singing could only be hypnotized.

"Because you are not a woman, not when you are alive, you may not become sexually transformed when you die." The instructor said impatiently: "But you might as well sing more, I found that this helps me think."

Thinking about sleep? The lich was silent, but he still sang once a night as the mentor asked, until the day before his first outing, encountering the plane storm.

The lich sighed and unconsciously guided the beautiful singing out of his body. A confused soul was stuffed into the bronze ring. There was only such a small metal object that was temporarily used as a magic tool by his side.

The hut by the sea is terrifyingly quiet around it. All living things fall into a sleep. Even the plants are still hanging down and their branches and leaves. The flow of sea water and wind becomes slow in a certain area.

The familiar dead silence allowed the lich to enter meditation faster. The scattered memory fragments were destroying his brain that already belonged to him. He needed to recycle, organize and absorb it as soon as possible.

very good.

He now knows that his name is Alex Sallyery.

(to be continued)
Chapter completed!