Monarch of Evernight: Twilight of the 237th year

bsp;This is a delicate, exquisite, and extremely complex family tree. There are several nodes on it that sparkle slightly. Among them are the Trissini family inferred by Qianye, and Emma, ​​who is constantly married to the Karni family. Not among them.

Qianye was a little stunned at first, and then thought deeply. He did not expect that in addition to deducing the rules of power, the Black Book could also derive bloodline maps.

At this moment, Qianye vaguely understands why the Demon Emperor is so determined to obtain the Black Book. As the Dark Holy Mountain that already stands at the pinnacle of the world, the Demon Emperor is more interested in things beyond power. Do you know what the Demon Emperor wants to use the Black Book for? .

Qianye thought for a moment, put this question aside, looked at the bloodline map in front of him, and quickly thought about the use of this new function.

From the map, the key to strengthening this demon bloodline is very clear. Such a result is priceless to Marquis Carney. It is a pity that the old Marquis Carney and several direct descendants of the family have been buried in the fire.

But Karni is a big family, and old Karni is just one of them. Other branches of Karni still use this map.

But in Qianye’s hands, it can also play a completely opposite role!

Qianye’s eyes fell on the Trissini family emblem that was lit up with light. If the Trissini and several other families whose emblems are also lit up are cut off, it means that the ancient Carni bloodline will lose the possibility of further improvement and will only continue to degrade in the future.

Karni is of the bloodline of dukes. Other grand dukes, princes, and even famous families that have been ruled by kings for generations also have family trees, which can also be deduced in the Black Book.

In other words, under the guidance of the Black Book, Qianye can cut off the path forward for each demon bloodline. This is actually digging out the foundation, just like what the Demon Emperor did to those ancient vampire clans

Thinking of this, an idea flashed through Qianye's mind, and he vaguely seemed to have a glimpse of the overall situation of the Demon Emperor, but this aura disappeared without a trace before it took shape.

Qianye is not discouraged. In fact, for him at this stage, whether he can guess the Demon Emperor's thoughts is still unimportant. Because in this world, regardless of whether it is a matter of reason or not, whether it is negotiation or war, only the strong have the right to speak. If he wants to face the Demon King, he still needs to continue to gain strength.

Qianye opened the atlas and found the location of the Trissini family on it. He wanted to see what valuable things he could find here.

The territory of the Trissini family is not very far away, so at dawn, their family castle slowly collapsed in the fire. Qianye, on the other hand, recorded Trissini's family tree in the Black Book.

The current patriarch of the Trissini family is only a count. During the most glorious period of the family's history, there were only two marquises, not even powerful marquises. No wonder the old Marquis Carni looked down on him. But the old Marquis Carni didn't know that the key to improving his own bloodline was actually to combine the bloodline of a family that was currently just a count.

The Trissini family map did give Qianye a surprise.

About nine hundred years ago, a bloodline of the Messerstan family merged into this family. In the derivation of the Black Book, this Messerstan bloodline is very strong and full of potential. Its integration has slowly caused a qualitative change in Trissini's bloodline. It is possible for a duke to appear in the future, and even further, it is not without hope.

The contemporary head of the Messerstan family, Qianye, recalled the massive amount of information he had seen in the past two days. If he remembered correctly, he was the Lord of Ludlum Floating Island, Grand Duke Sidney Messerstan.

Qianye began to look through the atlas for the nearby territory of the Messerstein family, and digging out a bloodline of the Grand Duke was naturally much more interesting than that of the Marquis.

Within a few days, the continent of Sarfis was filled with smoke, and ancient families collapsed one after another. Although they are all small families at the level of marquis and count, to the demon native land that has been peaceful for a long time and even time seems to have frozen, the flames seem to have been burning from seven hundred years ago.

A fleet set off from Ludrun Floating Island and sailed towards the mainland at full speed. What makes the Salfis continent unique is that it has many floating islands. And these floating islands are located above the mainland, not on the edge.

The battleship departed from the floating island and arrived at an old castle in the blink of an eye. This is the Winton family with a long heritage of demon descendants. Although they are currently just marquises, when they left Macefield 1,200 years ago, their leader at that time was Grand Duke Winton. In the subsequent holy war, Grand Duke Winton fell. He was also the highest-ranking powerful man who fell in the holy war at that time.

Although the family has become independent, the bloodline originating from Mesfield makes the Winton family the first choice for many family marriages, including Messerstan.

The battleship hovered in front of the castle. Duke Messerstan on the deck had a gloomy face, looking at the castle that had not yet been burned, without saying a word.

He is tall, with silver hair combed meticulously, and a high nose bridge as straight as a mountain.

"Or Qianye?" he asked in a low voice.

"Not sure. The surviving people have all inquired intensively. There are no strong people inside, and they can't tell what exactly happened. The battle was too short and too fast, and the level was far beyond the level they could participate in."

"What's the range of casualties?"

"The Marquis of Winton and his direct descendants were all killed in the battle. Most of the powerful family members above the viscount who were at home at that time were killed in the battle. Only one viscount escaped."

The Duke suddenly exploded and roared: "The direct blood is gone, so what's the use of these wastes?! Execute them all!"

The strong demon-born man did not dare to say more and agreed first.

The Duke suppressed his anger a little and said slowly: "Take me to the scene to see."

A group of strong men jumped directly from the floating ship and landed on the still burning castle. Wherever the Duke passed, the flames within a radius of more than ten meters immediately extinguished, and in this way a path was carved out to enter the castle.

The place where Marquis Winton died was in his study. The overflowing demonic energy suppressed the spread of the flames, allowing the scene to be preserved to some extent.

Duke Messelstein came to the corpse and remained silent. The old Marquis had a look of astonishment on his face, and stretched his hand forward, trying to block something, and then he stopped there.

A demon marquis next to him said solemnly: "It was an instant kill. Mr. Winton didn't have time to fight back, and even the demonic energy didn't have time to condense."

Another strong man said: "Your Majesty the Marquis has not been on the battlefield for more than a hundred years."

All the demons looked gloomy.

Although the outer world is raging with war, this has nothing to do with Salfis. This continent has been peaceful for so long that the demons here have almost forgotten what war is.

Many demons who have reached their twilight years or have no way to make progress will choose to run a small territory in Salphis. There are abundant products here, and the abundant dark force makes the demons sleepy. It is the most beautiful environment.

At the same time, because of the peace of Salfis, it can even be regarded as a place for retirement. There are no special military targets here, nor are there any powerful and belligerent families who want to expand. Therefore, for hundreds of years, whether it is the holy war of the Yongye camp or the internal fighting of the demons, this place has never been regarded as a target.

The experience of Marquis Winton is a typical example. He has lived in this castle for three hundred years. He loves art and sculpture, and is good at managing territory and connections. The only thing he is not good at may be the Force and fighting.

Duke Messerstan's eyes fell on the chest of the old Marquis. There were several undetectable blood spots here, and the flesh and blood around the blood spots showed signs of dryness and shrinkage.

As soon as he saw the wound, anger flashed in Messerstan's eyes and he said: "Plunder life!"

"However, there seems to be no trace of blood left." A demon marquis said doubtfully.

Duke Merselstein frowned and was a little confused.

"Your Excellency, several days have passed, and there is still no response from the parliament? If it is really Qianye, then..." The Demon Marquis did not continue, but the implication was already obvious.

Messerstan showed a trace of helplessness in his eyes and said: "The war with the vampires is not over yet. Other emergencies have arisen at this moment, and even the semi-reclusive His Majesty Jose has been dispatched. The parliament headquarters is particularly empty now, and there is no Extra strength has been sent. I'm afraid new reinforcements will have to wait until a week later."

"This is really good news." Qianye's voice suddenly sounded.

The Duke turned around quickly, but a wisp of gray energy fell on him, causing his movements to slow down suddenly.

"Domain!" Messerstan was shocked but not confused, with demonic energy surging, and he also released his own domain.

However, as soon as his domain came out, countless gray feathers suddenly appeared around him. When the feathers fell, Messerstan's domain was silently destroyed before it took shape.

He was shocked, stared at Qianye, and said slowly: "Qianye?"

"You already have the answer, do you still need to ask?" Qianye said calmly.

"You are really brave enough to dare to come to Salfis."

"Aren't you just as courageous when Twilight was killing everyone?"

Messerstan laughed three times and said: "Ha! Wait until you are in front of His Majesty the Demon Emperor before you say this!"

Qianye said calmly: "I heard that the old Grand Duke Messerstan has reached his twilight years, and it is his third son who is in charge of the family. It should be you, Your Majesty the Duke."

"So what?"

"In the twilight years, it is no longer possible to pass on to future generations. There are no outstanding talents among the recent generations of Messerstans, and even the earls are reluctant. In other words, as long as I kill you, the bloodline of the Messerstan family will be cut off. Most of it."

Duke Messelstein was startled, and then his anger surged, and he said coldly: "The first batch of emergency response troops from the Parliament are on the way and will arrive soon. If you want to kill me, hurry up."

Qianye smiled and said, "Do you think I don't have the ability to kill you quickly?"

Messerstan's eyebrows stood up, and an arm shield popped out from each arm, crossed in front of his chest, and then said: "I have heard about your past achievements, and I also know that the storm is in your hands. But a famous gun may not be able to kill me."

Qianye said calmly: "I have also heard that Messerstan's force defense ability is famous among the entire demon race, and it is also known as the source of ten thousand shields. I have a famous gun in my hand, but This time it brought not a storm, but..."

As he spoke, a simple and gorgeous short gun was in Qianye's hand, and then there was a roar!

Countless pictures suddenly appeared in the sky, and in those mirror-like pictures, Duke Merselstein suddenly appeared! His entire body turned into a flat surface and was sealed in the mirror, with panic finally showing on his face.

Countless mirrors shattered silently and turned into pieces of glazed light, making the world look like a dream for a while.