Monarch of Evernight: 156 investigation

bsp;The King-level power suddenly appeared, and almost everyone on both sides felt a blank in their minds. There was only one question left: "Why did the King come?"

The King of Heaven did not appear, but the force bomb shot by Zhao Jundu was indeed the breath and power of the King of Heaven. The force bomb suddenly accelerated to an incredible level, leaving only a slowly spreading halo in place.

Jingmeng is indeed one of the three holy weapons of the Eternal Night Council. He sensed it in an instant, the light of his sword also increased in speed, and he struck the force bomb with one strike.

However, the stunning sword light shattered, and the force bullet only changed its trajectory slightly, and instantly sank into Ye Tong's chest.

Such power, such domineering power, can only belong to one person in the entire empire: King Qingyang!

In the distance, inside the main fortress of the empire, Song Zining looked up at the distant battlefield with a look of astonishment. Even though they were far apart, the power of the King's strike still caught his attention.

The changes were so fast that when Song Zining paid attention, Ye Tong had already fallen over.

Song Zining almost instinctively stretched out her hand to grasp, and the shadow of Night Eye appeared in front of her. Dozens of calculation sticks emerged out of thin air and wrapped around her shadow.

This may be the only opportunity to use the secret technique to get a glimpse of her reality.

In the center of the battlefield, all the dark gold flowers withered in an instant, and the spiritual birds disintegrated with mournful voices and returned to nothingness. Nighteye's domain turned into countless dark gold star points, slowly rising into the sky, making the originally **** battlefield look extremely poignant.

All the strong men of the dark race were frightened and flew towards this direction with all their strength, protecting Nighteye in the center. They didn't dare to reach out and touch Nighteye, so they all released their force to support her.

Yetong's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he said coldly: "You still want to count me out? You are so cooperative, you are just afraid that I will not die!"

Her pupils suddenly glowed with blood, and then settled down, turning into deep dark golden eyes. There seemed to be mountains and rivers in the eyes, but there were no pupils.

In front of Song Zining, the original new world turned into void in an instant, and deep in the void, a pair of dark golden eyes slowly opened. These eyes have no pupils, but they have the world of night.

The moment he was stared at by these eyes, Song Zining screamed, all his plans were shattered, his eyes bled, and he fell to the sky.

The eyes turned, as if to look at Song Zining who was lying on the ground, but they showed exhaustion and slowly closed them.

The void disappears and the world reappears.

Yetong closed his eyes and ordered: "It doesn't matter to me. Send the order and attack with all your strength!"

"Yes! Your Highness!" A group of strong men from the dark race responded loudly, then dispersed and returned to lead the troops. Especially the powerful vampires, all of them gritted their teeth and stared at the imperial soldiers with bloodthirsty and killing intent in their eyes.

At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations fell from the sky, choking everyone's consciousness.

For the strong men on both sides, this feeling is no longer unfamiliar. They all know that the new world is coming maliciously. The malice of the new world was obviously attracted by the sudden appearance of the power of the Heavenly Kings, especially King Qingyang, a top powerhouse known for his strength.

In the malicious eyes of the new world, all the powerful people present are just a bunch of ants, and they usually don't bother to pay attention to them. But if the ants are ignorant and insist on seeking their own death and show their power at this time, then New World Malice will not mind spending some effort to crush these ignorant ants to death with one finger.

Coincidentally, the strong men on both sides closed down their own areas, and those who were still fighting each other tacitly separated and returned to their own camps. If you show off your talents at this time and are destroyed by the evil intentions of the new world, it will not be brave but stupid.

Yeye Tong can barely stand at this moment. She has a dark gold armor made of blood on her body. It is impossible to see the extent of her injuries.

She gave the empire a cold look and said, "Let them live for three more days and withdraw their troops."

As the long horn sounded, the dark race army retreated like a tide.

A handsome vampire marquis led his troops to **** him back. Before he left, he suddenly spat and said, "Does this mean that your human race won't do its best? It is indeed an inferior race that is only suitable for food!"

Zhao Jundu stood with a gun in his hand, his face as calm as water, showing no emotion at all. He neither refuted nor retreated, just stood there quietly, watching the dark race army retreat.

The malice of the new world swept back and forth on the battlefield like a tidal wave, and no power was found to provoke it, so it gradually calmed down. But the feeling of being watched lingered for a long time. The strong men on both sides know that the malice has not gone far, it is still paying attention here.

It may take a few days before it returns to its original location and forgets about it. This is what Ye Tong means by giving the empire three more days.

As soon as the dark race army retreated, Zhao Jundu said: "Check for me the inventory and call records of all the handmade force bombs made by King Qingyang!"

The staff officer next to him was shocked and said: "Sir, your authority may not be enough to check all records. You see..."

"Go and check what you can check first. As for other authorities, they will be available in two days." After giving the instructions, Zhao Jundu rose into the sky and flew towards the central fortress of the empire regardless of the strange eyes around him.

A bearded officer couldn't bear it anymore and whispered: "That was just... a trick?"

The colleague was startled and hurriedly covered his mouth and said: "Don't talk nonsense, and don't guess! Go back and replenish some ammunition. In three days, the dark race will come again."

The bearded officer realized what he was saying and hurried into the base without saying much.

At the central base, Zhao Jundu walked into Song Zining's office at an unchanging pace.

Song Zining stood in front of the window, covering his mouth with a white scarf, and said: "I knew you would come, but I didn't expect you would come so soon. It seems that the change in the attributes of the Force has also changed your personality."

Zhao Jundu said: "How did you get injured?"

"The secret technique backfires."

"I just fired a force bomb made by the King of Heaven, and your Tianji Technique has followed suit. You are really afraid that you won't be able to kill them all, right?"

Song Zining turned around and smiled bitterly: "If I said that this is just a coincidence, would you believe it?"

"It's such a coincidence. Your Heavenly Secret Technique has reached the stage where you can express it directly? Or can you say that it has already reached the level of the King of Heaven?"

Zhao Jundu’s eyes were sharp. A shot blasted out from the dark sky, and it was so brief that even lightning and stone fire could not describe it. Song Zining was far away, but he could seize the momentary opportunity. If there was no premeditation, what kind of magical power would this be?

Song Zining coughed a few times, turned the square scarf over, and folded it again. When it was turned over, blood stains could be seen, obviously the injury was serious.

Seeing Zhao Jundu question him, he still said: "It's really just a coincidence."

Zhao Jundu stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sighed and said: "I can believe you, but others may not."

"I know."

"I have sent someone to check the inventory and call records of the force bombs made by King Qingyang."

Song Zining shook his head and said: "Why bother when you know you can't find anything?"

"No matter what, I will get to the bottom of it."

Song Zining said: "Things handmade by the King of Heaven are all secrets among secrets. With the permissions you and I have at the moment, we cannot access all the records. I know you may have a way to increase your permissions. But when your permissions are upgraded, nothing will happen. It will take a few days, and by that time, you will probably not be able to tell anything from the information in your hand. No, maybe you can get all the information now, and you won't be able to tell anything about what they should do. It’s been done a long time ago.”

"How could a force bomb made by King Qingyang still fall from the sky?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"I just want the person who planned this to throw out at least a few minions to quell the matter!"

"At most, it's just a few minions."

"That's good too."

Song Zining sighed: "You, alas..."

Zhao Jundu suddenly said: "You have fought with her just now. Is the injury from this shot important? Will she die?"

Song Zining was startled and said: "The power of King Qingyang can absolutely restrain any dark race. She is probably... more likely to be in trouble than in danger."

He thought for a while and added, "This is not a good thing for you and me, but it is a great good thing for the entire empire. You also know how many soldiers in the empire have been affected by her death since she joined the war. She died."

"So, you know about this, right?" Zhao Jundu's eyes were cold.

Song Zining coughed a few times and smiled bitterly: "What a coincidence. I'm just discussing the matter."

"I hope so."

Zhao Jundu turned around and left without closing the door.

Song Zining watched his figure disappear, sighed secretly, stood in front of the window again, looked at the busy fortress below, and remained silent for a long time.

Back at the frontline fortress, the soldiers and officers who were talking a lot immediately stopped talking and stood in awe when they saw Zhao Jundu. Their attitude was very respectful and impeccable, but the look in their eyes betrayed their thoughts.

Zhao Jundu gave a few simple instructions and summoned all the officers in charge of the fortress to the conference room. He said: "Take out all the records of entry and exit of the fortress in the past three days and list all the records that do not belong to this fortress but stayed here. If anyone dares to conceal it, he will be executed on the spot!”

Zhao Jundu said that he would be executed on the spot and would never be discounted. All the officers kept silent and dispersed.

Zhao Jundu sat alone in the conference room, motionless for a long time.

After a while, a general walked in, placed a stack of information in front of him, and said: "Sir, all the information records that can be found are here. It's just..."

"Say."

"In the past few days, we have to prepare supplies and fight every day. We are here at the center. Those who are withdrawn from the front and those who are added later have to pass through us. Everyone wishes they didn't have more hands. , so I am really busy with some records, so I am afraid there may be some omissions in the information.”

"I understand." Zhao Jundu surprisingly did not get angry. He took the information and read it carefully page by page.

Three free days are a rare period of repair for the empire. Using these days, countless warriors rebuilt several fortresses that had been destroyed on the front line, and added several small fortresses on the flanks. To intercept the dark race and penetrate the troops.

While busy, Zhao Jundu reviewed the information for three days, and the information from the rear was also sent over. He also quickly approved applications for higher authority. So a batch of documents marked top secret were delivered to him under the **** of a specialized elite force.