Monarch of Evernight: Who are the twenty-five institutes?

bsp;The room was very simple, with only one table and one chair. Ye Tong sat there, quietly staring at the muzzle of the broken gun. The moment she appeared, Blood Throne's body seemed to shake slightly, showing the shock in her heart.

Yeye Tong's eyes were slightly opened, staring at his opponent with light red pupils, and asked: "You know that I am also an ancient blood descendant, why do you want to kill me?"

The Throne of Blood was silent for a moment, then said: "It's really shocking that you have inherited all the looks of His Majesty. As a descendant of the Holy Blood, please accept my highest respect here. It's just a pity. You will be the most exquisite piece of art destroyed in the broken years, because the human race does not want to see you return to the Twilight Continent."

"Human race..." Ye Tong's eyes gradually changed, and the red in the depths of his pupils became more brilliant and more breathtaking. She raised her head, looked at the Blood Throne, and asked, "Why do you want to work for the human race?"

The Blood Throne smiled slightly and said: "I thought you would ask why the human race must prevent you from returning to the Twilight Continent. The price for asking me to take action is not low, and now two more human kings have arrived in the outer void. , specially come to intercept you."

Yeyetong asked, "Oh, why?"

The Blood Throne gave a long laugh and said: "Do you want to know? I just don't want to say it! Hahaha, the time has come, I will send you back to the Blood River!"

The words are still echoing in the void, and the broken fleeting time is already a roar!

A brilliant ball of light composed of countless colors erupted from the muzzle of the gun and blasted towards the cabin where Nighteye was. As soon as the light left the muzzle of the gun, it quickly grew in size. When it reached the cabin, it had turned into a light ball several meters long. There were countless light flakes of different colors inside, like a colorful meteor shower, falling on the cabin.

Each piece of light is like an extremely sharp knife, cutting the cabin into countless tiny pieces in an instant, and then annihilated in the force of the void. More fragments surrounded Nighteye, cutting wildly around her.

Yeye Tong stood up, moved forward with one hand, and held up a **** shield to block countless pieces of light.

"It's useless!" Blood Throne laughed, and the laughter was a little crazy. While laughing wildly, he fired two more shots at Night Eye. With each shot fired, the blood in his eyes dimmed a bit, which showed that launching such an attack was quite costly for him.

On the third shot, there were so many pieces of light surrounding Nighteye that she almost drowned her whole body. Under the crazy cutting, the **** shield is already crumbling and may collapse at any time.

However, her face remained calm, as if nothing could move her, not even death.

The face of the Blood Throne became more and more distorted, with a crazy light flashing in his eyes, and he murmured to himself in an almost singing voice: "Yes, that's it, that's it! Tear this ultimate beauty into pieces, my broken and fleeting talents Really perfect..."

Deep in the void, the battle continues.

Zhang Boqian single-handedly contained many opponents, and the battle between the Zhiji King and the Eternal Burning Flame was not something ordinary strong men could intervene in. Even the princes did not dare to get involved, and the grand dukes and fleets hid far away. of.

At this time, the Zhiji King had gradually gained the upper hand and was playing more and more calmly. Although Eternal Flame is somewhat passive, it is still quite far away to truly defeat him.

Both Zhang Boqian and Zhiji Wang have demonstrated fighting arts that stand at the top of the world. It is almost impossible to expect them to make mistakes. In a long and protracted war, they will definitely be the ones who laugh last. Only by relying on the natural advantages of the race and accumulating stronger force power can the great kings of Yong Ye be able to compete with Zhang Boqian and Zhiji King.

However, after gaining the advantage, Zhiji King did not make another heavy move. Instead, he held the advantage firmly, firmly holding on to this advantage, and did not seek to expand it. This is a bit difficult to understand.

Eternal Burning Flame suddenly said: "Ji Wentian, it's useless. If you want to free up your hands to help Zhang Boqian, you have to defeat me."

"He still needs my help?" King Zhiji said with a smile.

"That's not necessarily the case. Zhang Boqian is strong enough, but unfortunately, even for you short-lived species, he is too young. The people we brought this time were all specially selected, and there are some specially selected for him. Maybe I can give you a surprise soon."

Zhiji King was unmoved and said with a smile: "Maybe so, but Zhang Qingyang was a little too heavy-handed at the beginning. I think you guys are a little afraid of him! Being so far away, any killing moves will fail. Right? ”

At this moment, the battlefield between Zhang Boqian, Lothar, and Metanzo was surrounded by the powerful Eternal Night warriors. However, the three princes were still a little closer, while the grand dukes were hiding a little further away. Visually, it was their respective Maximum attack distance.

The void is different from the inland. The power of long-range attacks will be greatly reduced in the unpredictable force of the void. At this distance, the Great King and the Heavenly King can hardly control the power transfer effect. Even if those Eternal Night powerhouses have special attacks, the nature of the power thickness will not change. Even if they hit Zhang Boqian, they will not be painful or itchy. .

It can be seen that Zhang Boqian's first move was a powerful secret skill, which directly killed an archduke in an instant, which really shocked all the strong men in Yongye, and even the princes were extra cautious.

In fact, the princes all have at least one or two powers that can rival the Maharaja. Among the three people who came today, except for Habus, the other two are also senior princes. They would not be so cowed, but Zhang Boqian The blow was too heavy. Although the princes would not be killed by one blow, even if they were severely injured, it would still be very uncomfortable.

Now except Lothar, even Metanzo is a little timid, which makes Zhang Boqian appear to be at ease. Otherwise, he would have been at a disadvantage long ago.

Currently, both Zhiji Wang and Zhang Boqian are in a favorable position to fight and move. The two of them seemed to have no intention of exchanging injuries and killing, and only maintained a favorable situation. However, this may be an illusion. Once they are given the opportunity, neither King Zhiji nor King Qingyang will never miss it.

Even if this battle continues to be a draw, Yongye's side will actually lose. After all, a grand duke died here in vain.

Eternal Flame suddenly said: "Do you think dragging us here will prevent us from picking up people?"

Zhiji King leisurely said: "Of course you can pick up people, but this route is a must. As long as you pass through here, I will pay a price, and I will naturally be able to keep people."

Eternal Burning Flame snorted and said coldly: "Since you know who that person is, you should know how deep the connection between her and your human race is. So you still want to attack her?"

"Letting her go back is like letting the tiger return to the mountain. In the face of the righteousness of the family and the country, the little connection in the past is nothing. Even I and Qingyang must go with the trend in the face of the general trend."

Eternal Burning Flame sneered and said: "That's nice to say! Aren't you human beings all cruel and cunning people?"

"It's useless to talk more. Let's just take it slowly. I've been very busy recently and don't care if it lasts for ten days and a half."

"You want to wait until the door to the new world opens? Stop being delusional."

Zhiji Wang said leisurely: "Whether you can delay it or not, you will know if you try it?"

At this moment, Zhang Boqian asked from the side: "Who is the person we want to stop?"

Before King Zhiji could answer, Mei Danzuo said sadly: "After fighting for so long, King Qingyang still doesn't know why? It seems that you are not very popular among the human race and the imperial family."

“You want to talk more, you loser!” Zhang Boqian shouted, which immediately made Medanzuo’s old face turn red, as if he was about to bleed. He gritted his teeth, but after all he didn't dare to go up to fight. The Wuguang King is not good at close combat. Now that his strength is damaged, his life will be in danger if he gets close to him rashly.

After blocking Mei Danzuo's words, Zhang Boqian said in a deep voice: "Old Prince, you have never said who you want to stop. Now I am a little curious and want to know what happened."

King Zhiji sighed, "What's the use of knowing? It's better not to know. Anyway, I'll wait here for a few days, that's enough."

Zhang Boqian, however, was already suspicious and did not relax. He continued to ask: "If it was so insignificant, how could you bring me here? Isn't there already a war in Fulu?"

This is very straightforward. The two camps dispatched a total of five princes and kings, plus many princes and princes from the Yongye side. How could such a battle, comparable to a national war, be over something insignificant?

King Zhiji remained calm and said: "When the time comes, I will naturally know it."

Seeing that King Zhiji still refused to answer directly, Zhang Boqian frowned and did not ask any more questions, but several thoughts flashed through his mind.

Zhang Boqian once ordered his subordinates to set up ears and eyes in a neutral place. The latest news he learned was that Qianye and Song Zining would go on an expedition in the near future, but other than that, he could no longer think of any other special characters on that continent. The King of Zhiji refused to say that Zhang Boqian was already a little suspicious, maybe it was related to his own position, but the Dark Lord did not protest, but instead made his suspicion turn into full of doubts. What is the reason for this?

Losa sneered and said: "Do you think this is all the parliament can do? I'm not afraid to tell you that we have sent someone else to pick up His Highness when he returns!"

Zhiji King was not worried, he dodged the eternal flames and counterattacked several times, Fang said: "Really? We sent people there... But even if you receive people, don't you still have to pass through here? In front of me, can you still wait for a living person to leave?"

After a pause, he pointed his finger and said: "Well, in order to make you give up as soon as possible, I might as well tell you one more thing. That is, if you can send people to a neutral place, my empire can naturally do the same. For now, take the The person of her life has probably arrived."

The Eternal Flame looked stern and said: "No, the empire has countless masters, and their whereabouts are all under control. How can you find anyone to go to a neutral place?"

After thinking for a moment, Eternal Flame was suddenly shocked and said in a voiceless voice: "Throne of Blood!"

Zhiji King was slightly surprised and said with a smile: "Eternal Burning Flame is really smart, and he thought of the key so quickly. Yes, we just asked the Blood Throne to take action. At this moment, that person should not have left the neutral ground. Right? As long as she is in a neutral place, she should not be a match for Throne of Blood and Broken Time."

Eternal Burning Flame stepped up its offensive, with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking, but he was not as angry or panicked as King Zhiji expected.

While the Zhiji King was parrying, he also began to meditate. But at this moment, he had no other choice. The chess pieces had been laid out, so he could only wait and see what would happen.

On the floating island, everything around Ye Tong has been annihilated. Only the blood-colored shield is still holding on, but it cannot last long under the cutting of thousands of colorful fragments.

The Blood Throne's eyes flashed and he said: "For being able to withstand the three blows of Broken Time for so long, His Highness is truly worthy of his reputation. Unfortunately, if no one comes to save you, Your Highness is destined to become the harvest of Broken Time."

At this moment, a ray of cyan light appeared from the void, hitting the Blood Throne like a horse. The Blood Throne shouted, and spurted out a piece of ruby-like blood, directly hitting the green light.

The green light was cut into pieces by the ruby, and the gem became dim, and was taken back into the Blood Throne. From this exchange, both sides seemed to be evenly matched.

However, at the moment when the Blood Throne and Qingguang fought, a big hand reached out from the void, inserted into the thousands of colorful fragments, and lifted Nighteye out.

The Liucai Fragments naturally refused to give up, but the hand popped up a ball of green light and stayed there. Most of the fragments immediately changed their targets and turned around to pounce on the green light. In the blink of an eye, it formed a ball, like a big ball covered with shards of colored glass.

A roar followed, and in the violent explosion, fragments flew in all directions, each fragment carrying fatal power.

A fragment flew past like lightning, almost hitting the Blood Throne itself. He turned his head slightly to avoid the blow, but the fragments also left a thin line of blood on his cheek, and a drop of blood slowly seeped out and slid down.

The Throne of Blood seemed unaware of the injuries on his face and just stared at the opposite side.

Behind Ye Tong, a middle-aged man walked out. He looked elegant and gentle, and even his eyes were gentle, without any murderous intent.

The Blood Throne’s gaze fell on his right hand. It was this hand that had just saved Nighteye from death, and skillfully detonated the remaining power of Shattered Fleeting Time.

The man also paid the price, and blood was slowly dripping from his fingertips. However, the blood is cyan.