The cardinal looked at the mysterious man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his heart was full of fear. He could feel that this man exuded an extremely dangerous aura, which was an indifference above life and death, as if nothing in the world could move him.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Demon Hunting Church?" The cardinal shouted in a timid manner, trying to use words to cover up his inner fear.

The man in black ignored his questioning, but slowly raised his right hand and took off the silver mask on his face.

Under the mask was a handsome and cold face, with a knife-like outline, deep eyes like stars, a high nose bridge, and thin lips, all of which revealed a noble and arrogant temperament.

"It's you?!"

Seeing the true face of the man in black, the cardinal exclaimed immediately, his eyes full of disbelief and horror.

"You... haven't you already..." He pointed at the man in black, his voice trembling, as if he had seen something incredible.

The man in black didn't say anything, but just looked at him coldly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

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"Impossible! This is impossible!" The cardinal shook his head frantically. He didn't want to believe the facts in front of him. For him, this was even more terrifying than seeing the dead resurrected.

"Nothing is impossible." The man in black said lightly. His voice was low and magnetic, as pleasant as a cello, but with a chilling chill. "Do you think you can kill me?"

"You... who are you?" Ryder looked at the mysterious man in black in front of him, his heart full of doubts and curiosity. He could feel that this person, like himself, exuded the unique breath of a werewolf, but he had never seen this person before, and didn't know why he wanted to help him.

The man in black turned to look at Reid, a complex look flashed in his eyes. He slowly opened his mouth and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Child, you have grown up..."

"You...you know me?" Reid asked in surprise. He heard a familiar taste from the tone of the man in black, but for a moment, he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

The man in black did not answer his question, but turned to look at Aideen, with a trace of guilt and self-blame in his eyes. "Aideen, I'm sorry, I'm late..."

"You...you really are..." Aideen struggled to stand up, but the injuries on his body made him unable to do so. He trembled and stretched out his hand, pointing at the man in black, his eyes full of disbelief and excitement.

"It's me, Aideen, I'm back..." The man in black walked to Aideen and gently helped him up, his eyes full of concern and tenderness.

"Child...my child..." Aideen burst into tears, and he tightly grasped the hand of the man in black, as if he had grasped the last straw.

"What on earth is going on?" Reid was confused. He didn't understand what was happening in front of him. There seemed to be some unknown secrets hidden between these three people.

The man in black took a deep breath. He looked at Reid with love and sadness in his eyes. He slowly said: "Child, what should I call you? Reid, or... Alexander?"