Monarch of Evernight: Under the 249 Holy Star (Leakage

bsp;The giant looked at Qianye and then at the broken spear in his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had no idea that Qianye, who was less than one leg taller than him, could be so powerful.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Qianye was as thin as an ant, and it was really humiliating to have his weapon broken by an ant.

He raised his big palm and slapped it down hard. Only halfway through the photo did he realize that something was wrong.

But it was too late. The giant palm fell, and a protrusion immediately appeared on the back of the hand, as if it had been slapped on a nail. The skin on the back of his hand was stretched to the extreme, then broke open, blood mist exploded, a sword edge emerged, and Qianye rose into the sky with the sword.

The green gold blood sword is extremely sharp and has been tempered by Howard's blood for many years, making it indestructible. The giant's two spears as thick as tree trunks were smashed down without any damage. No matter how hard the skin of the giant's palm was, it could not be as hard as the special wood in the other world. Therefore, the result of shooting Qianye was to pierce his own hand. .

Qianye hovered in the air, flashed behind the giant in an instant, and hit the giant's waist like a force bomb. The giant flew out directly as if it was hit by a giant beast in the void. But it reacted very quickly. A pair of black wings spread out on its back, and it stopped strangely in the air. Then it kicked back and kicked Qianye away.

Qianye flew a hundred meters upside down this time and knocked down many strange trees before stopping.

The two sides exchanged blows, and both were seriously injured. The contempt and arrogance had long since disappeared from the giant's eyes, replaced by shock and solemnity.

Qianye’s eyes fell on his wings. Although the black wings are short, they seem to have some power to manipulate space, allowing the giant to make all kinds of incredible movements in the air.

Looking at these black wings, Qianye always feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The giant landed and kept checking his lower back. There was a blood hole there now, and blood was flowing out like a fountain. A mere piece of animal skin clothing cannot stop the sharpness of the lapis lazuli blood sword.

Qianye got up from the ground, moved his body, put away the green gold blood sword, and raised his finger towards the giant.

Despite the language barrier, this provocative gesture is common to all races. The giant was still a little hesitant at first, but when he saw this, he became furious and rushed forward with a roar.

This time Qianye didn’t use his sword, he just waved his fist and faced him. The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle, with fists and fists hitting the flesh, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

I don’t know how long the fight lasted, but Qianye shouted loudly, grabbed one of the giant’s long legs, lifted him up, and smashed him to the ground like a heavy hammer, and immediately smashed a ball on the ground. A large pit tens of meters wide raised a puff of dust. The blow was so hard that Qianye lost his hand and threw the giant away.

The giant rolled and rolled, breaking countless giant trees, and did not stop until hundreds of meters away. He struggled to stand up, but after several attempts, he fell back.

Qianye's face looked slightly pale, and this physical fight that relied solely on strength also consumed a lot of energy. However, his breath began to rise rapidly, and he strode towards the giant. With a body condensed by the chaotic force, Qianye's ability to continue fighting is truly unparalleled.

Qianye still didn't draw his sword, he wanted to capture this giant alive. Giants are obviously intelligent creatures. Although they don't understand the language, they can slowly find ways to communicate. When the power is strong to a certain extent, one can also directly communicate through will perception. Take down this giant, and half of the secrets of the other world will be revealed.

Seeing that the fate of the giant was decided, Qianye suddenly felt threats like needle pricks. He immediately stopped and looked to the left and right.

There were strange rustling sounds in the forest, and gradually, countless shadowy figures emerged. They were creatures similar to Qianye's original tracking targets, like shrunken giants.

This time, Qianye finally saw their appearance clearly.

They are about two meters tall, and their overly long limbs and narrow bodies look a bit funny when put together. Most of them were wrapped in animal skin armor and held spears or throwing spears in their hands. The weapons and armor were also primitive and crude, similar to those used by giants.

These smaller guys have two protrusions on their backs, as if they do not have fully developed wings.

Although they have simple weapons, they are extremely fast. With the blessing of speed, whether they are pierced by spears or thrown by spears, they become extremely powerful, and even Qianye cannot ignore them. When their numbers reach a certain level, they become extremely threatening.

At this moment, at least hundreds of them appeared in front of Qianye.

After they appeared, they did not attack immediately. Instead, they whined, with both ferocity and fear in their eyes. They waved their weapons at Qianye desperately. After the number of people increased, they pushed forward step by step.

Some of the taller and stronger ones simply took out a handful of pale white ash powder from the leather pouch on their waist and applied it directly on their faces. This kind of powder has a strong and pungent odor. Even if Qianye is not standing close, he can still feel the smell hitting his face.

They applied white powder and seemed to think Qianye should be afraid, so they suddenly approached much faster.

Qianye just felt baffled and didn't understand the intentions of these primitive warriors from the other world. Do they think they can fume themselves away with the stench? No matter how bad Qianye is, there is no problem if he doesn't breathe for most of the day, and it's not impossible for longer periods of time, as long as he swallows the force.

However, although Qianye didn't understand the purpose of the stench, the number of opponents was really large.

Seeing the opponent approaching within a hundred meters, Qianye's eyes flashed with light. Suddenly, a flash rushed into the warriors, grabbing one of the warriors in his hand, and then flashed continuously and disappeared into the distant sky.

The warriors suddenly fell into chaos and chased Qianye in the direction he left, not even paying attention to the giant on the ground who couldn't afford to be injured. However, the Qianye Void flickered so fast that it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The warriors below refused to give up no matter what, and chased him with all their strength. Even though they no longer knew where Qianye was, they kept chasing him.

Half a day later, Qianye appeared in a natural cave and threw the warrior he was holding on the ground. He was motionless, slumped to the ground, his eyes closed.

"Okay, don't pretend to be dead, I know you are awake." Qianye said. When he speaks, he is supplemented by direct consciousness impact. As long as the other party is an intelligent race, he can roughly understand the meaning of his words. This is the communication method used by the empire and the powerful Eternal Night warriors when facing unknown intelligent races. It was first learned from the giant beast of the void.

The warrior was surprised to understand Qianye's words. He jumped up from the ground and landed directly on the top of the cave. The joints of his hands and feet were reversed, and he hung himself on the top of the cave.

Qianye said impatiently: "Come down, don't say this is a cave, even in the forest outside, I want to catch you, but you can't escape."

The tension and fighting spirit of the warrior gradually eased, and he fell from the cave roof, his whole body hunched over, maintaining a state of being able to escape at all times, although this was meaningless.

He stared at Qianye and suddenly said: "What do you want... to do?"

Qianye was greatly surprised. He did not expect that this guy could actually use his will to communicate. He clearly spoke the language of his own clan, but he expressed it clearly and fluently. In terms of the secret method of communication alone, he was no longer inferior to Qianye.

This kind of secret technique can only be mastered by at least a strong person above the duke level. The overall strength of the guy in front of Qianye was barely equal to that of a marquis. In other words, the communication secret method he mastered was of a higher level than the general Eternal Night Secret Technique.

But since we can communicate, it will be easier. Qianye simply sat down in front of him and said: "I want to know everything here. For example, where is this place, who are you, how do you usually live, why is the sun black, and so on."

This series of questions was obviously too complicated. The warrior knitted his brows together, showing a pained expression, and held his head in his hands. It was not easy to understand Qianye's meaning.

"Here, right here..." He didn't seem to know how to express it.

Qianye thought about it and realized it. To this native warrior, the other world is like the eternal night world where Qianye lives. It is naturally there. It is hard to tell what its characteristics are.

"Okay, let's put this question aside for now. Who are you?"

"Human?"

"People are what we call ourselves."

He understood and said: "We are Artois, which means the sons of darkness and dawn. We have a total of thirteen tribes, corresponding to the thirteen stars between darkness and dawn. I am from the second tribe. The son of the chief."

Qianye walked out of the cave and looked up at the sky. A black sun hangs high in the sky, but there is no surrounding halo, so it is considered night now. It's just that there is a deep darkness in the sky, where are there even half a star?

"What do you mean by stars?" Qianye asked.

"Stars are stars, they only appear at night, emit light, and point the way to lost travelers..." The son of the chief of Artois said a lot.

Qianye also understood that the son of the chief was talking about stars in the usual sense. Of course, there are other titles and names in Artois, but in the secret method of will communication, it will be converted into a meaning that Qianye can understand, and the deviation is not big.

Qianye went to the cave entrance and looked outside, but still didn't see any stars in the sky. Looking at the dark red pupils unique to the Artoi people, Qianye was thoughtful and began to switch between different visions.

However, no matter which force spectrum he switched to, Qianye did not find any stars in the night sky. Looking at it, there was just a black sun overwhelming everything, emitting a steady stream of force light that was difficult to see with the naked eye. .

Qianye simply stopped looking and carried the chief’s son to the entrance of the cave. He pointed at the night sky and said, “Where are the stars you mentioned?”

The son of the chief pointed to his head and said with a strange look on his face: "Of course the stars are in our hearts, why do you want to go to the sky to look for them?"

"In your hearts?" Qianye felt a hint of anger welling up.

"Of course, where else could it be if it were not in our hearts?" The chief's son was not afraid, but took it for granted, and said: "The Thirteen Holy Stars are very far away from our world and cannot be seen. But if you feel it with your heart, you can feel their existence."

After that, he added: "Tribes with different bloodlines can perceive different holy stars."

I missed a chapter before, but it has been added now. It’s been a mess lately, I hope you’ll forgive me.

PS: Chu Huaisha, my best friend, confidant, agent and editor, passed away on the night of the 16th. She left suddenly, without even leaving a word. Everything was frozen at the last moment. Fifteen years of friendship passed away in one day, and the pain in my heart cannot be expressed in words.

She was also famous before and had written "The Mahayana" and "The Black Warrior Emperor". Old friends from those days should all know.

Looking back at this moment, when she was still here, the thing that complained about me the most was probably the update. These days she has been dealing with funeral affairs, and when her death is over, her wish will always be fulfilled.