Monarch of Evernight: 180 Blood River Call

bsp;At this moment, in the imperial headquarters, a plain-looking car stopped in front of Song Zining.

He is now at the rank of marshal in terms of actual power and personal combat power, and his travels are also quite grand. Even in the Imperial Capital, there is an armored off-road vehicle at the front and rear, one to clear the way, the other to protect, and the standard number of guards is ten.

These ten guards are actually not here to defeat the enemy. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot compare to the marshal who is a **** general. Their duty is only to block the marshal's gun at critical moments and gain a moment of opportunity.

The convoy slowly left the military headquarters and, following Song Zining's instructions, drove towards the outskirts of the imperial capital and entered an elegant courtyard area. The small independent courtyards here are lined up one after another, compact and not crowded, and the scenery is quiet and elegant. It is really a good place to go.

The entire area is very quiet. There are not many pedestrians and vehicles on the streets. Checkpoints are set up at the entrances and exits, and they are guarded by military police.

Song Zining's motorcade drove smoothly and drove all the way to a small courtyard. The adjutant looked at the house number and said: "No. 67, that's right here, sir."

"You guys just wait here." After giving the order, Song Zining got out of the car and pushed the door open.

Although the courtyard is not big, it is divided into two parts: front and back. Song Zining walked directly through the central hall and came to the backyard. Wei Potian stood by the fish pond, grabbed a handful of fish food and threw it on the water, looking bored.

Song Zining stood behind him, and Wei Potian was completely unaware. He clumsily grabbed another handful of fish food with his left hand and threw it into the pond.

After watching for a moment, Song Zining said: "General Wei, you are having a great time!"

Wei Potian didn't notice Song Zining's arrival at all. He was startled and dodged. When he turned around and saw Song Zining, he patted his chest and said, "I'm scared to death. Why do you like to do this now..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a snap and received a loud slap on the face! The slap was so severe that his Qianzhongshan didn't even have time to react before he was struck dizzy.

"What are you doing?" Wei Potian was shocked and angry, with half of his face swollen.

Song Zining had a cold look on his face and shouted: "What kind of tricks do I still have time to play with you?! Qianye is gone, but you can live comfortably here!"

Wei Potian was shocked, "Leave?" He then realized something and trembled: "What!? Qianye is gone? How is this possible?"

This is the exclusive recuperation area of ​​the Imperial Medical College. Wei Potian's newly reattached left arm needs to be recuperated and observed, so he lives here. It's just that Qingjing is quiet, but the immediate battle report cannot be seen. The final battle in Black Sun Valley was deliberately erased and no one spread it. Therefore, Wei Potian still doesn't know the news about Qianye.

Song Zining figured this out in a flash and knew that Wei Potian was not faking it. However, the anger in his chest only increased instead of decreasing. With a wave of his sleeves, the scenery in the courtyard changed. It was already under his domain, and he no longer had to worry about his voice being leaked.

After setting up the territory, Song Zining gritted his teeth and said: "If you, the bastard, had not gone to find Qianye, why would Qianye come back to fight? Now he has died together with Ye Tong in the Black Sun Valley. Are you satisfied with this result!?"

Wei Potian stayed on the spot as if he was struck by lightning, and just said: "Perish with her? How could this happen? I just want Qianye to block her."

Song Zining's eyes turned red with anger, and he shouted: "How many secret hands are behind this matter, and what the **** do you know? You are an idiot who has failed to succeed and is prone to failure! You pushed Qianye to the battlefield and told him to behave how he should, This is driving him and Ye Tong to a dead end! I have done a lot of things that I feel sorry for Ye Tong for Qianye, so I am willing to die in her hands. I woke up so many times and wanted to find him. Qianye is back? Jundu almost died at the hands of Ye Tong, did you call Qianye? We need you, a fool, to come and interfere! It’s so important for you to cut off your hand!”

When Song Zining mentioned his hatred, he suddenly reached out and pulled out the long sword from Wei Potian's waist, and shouted: "You broke your arm that day and ran to Yonglu. Qianye will definitely not sit idly by when he sees the pain of your broken arm. Since you relied on a broken arm to bring him back, then I will let you never lose this arm!"

Before he finished speaking, Song Zining raised his sword and slashed at Wei Potian's left arm with one sword!

Wei Potian's face was ashen and he refused to dodge.

Song Zining's sword fell like lightning, and when the sword edge penetrated three points of the flesh, he suddenly stopped, pointed at Wei Potian's nose and cursed: "You should have better hide!"

Wei Potian said: "You're right, if I hadn't broken my hand, Qianye might not have come back. He came back for me, and it was me who harmed him. Just cut him off!"

Song Zining's hands were trembling, and the blade of the sword cut through the flesh, causing blood to flow like a stream. He stamped his feet suddenly, sheathed his long sword, and said: "Qianye lost his life for you, a fool. Cutting off your hand will be an advantage for you. There is also my reason here. I will come to you again when I understand all the grievances." When the time comes, I’ll take your life first, and then I’ll go meet Qianye!”

Wei Potian didn't say a word, but suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the sword's edge, and with a strong pull, he pulled off a section of the sword's edge. Regardless of the blood pouring from his hand, he turned the sword's edge and stabbed directly into his heart.

"What are you doing?" Song Zining was startled, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Wei Potian's wrist.

Wei Potian couldn't get away even after struggling a few times, and said: "I'm sorry for Qianye, I'm going to see him right now, kowtow to him and apologize!"

Song Zining stared at Wei Potian, and after a while he said bitterly: "You idiot, even if you go to see him, you will probably just make Qianye even more angry. Since you want to die so much, then before you die, If you do a few things for me, your death will not be in vain."

"I owe Qianye, but I don't owe you anything!" Wei Potian still didn't have a good impression of Song Zining.

Song Zining said: "As soon as Qianye left, someone was already thinking about his inheritance."

Wei Potian was furious and shouted: "Who is so bold? I will kill him!"

"Destroy? What are you using to destroy it?" Song Zining sneered, "The other party is the king of heaven!"

"What about the King of Heaven? The worst possible outcome is death!"

"Just say you are a fool! What's the use of dying like this? Is it just to make some money for your brother's good name?"

Wei Potian finally calmed down and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Song Zining said: "I heard that your Wei family has raised a lot of dead soldiers. Go and mobilize a thousand to send them to Yonglu, and then contact Carol over there. I will give them orders later."

Wei Potian said: "These dead soldiers are not afraid of sacrifice, but they must die worth it."

Song Zining said coldly: "They are all new faces, and it is easy to brush them off afterward. All you need to do is send them over and tell me how to give them orders."

"Don't you need me to go?"

"What are you going to do? Tell the whole world that you did this?"

"Then what am I going to do."

"Stay here and recover."

Wei Potian knew that his strategy was far inferior to that of Song Zining, so he took out a token and said: "This is the secret order of my Wei family. You can use it to mobilize dead soldiers." Then he activated several force formations. The key points are detailed one by one.

Song Zining took the token and left the courtyard.

In the depths of the endless void, at the end of the darkness of nothingness, a faint voice suddenly sounded: "Qianye, Qianye..."

The call echoed in the void, and it was unknown how far it traveled.

In the darkness, a consciousness stirred and slowly woke up. He listened intently, listening to the call coming from the distance. He didn't know how long it took before he came up with his first thought: "It's so dark..."

So he opened his eyes, and it was not endless darkness, but some faint light spots floating in front of him. It's just that he is still very slow and cannot tell the distance of the light spots, let alone what they are.

But the calls became clearer.

He then had a second consciousness: "I am Qianye..."

Like waking up from a big dream, his eyes gradually became clear, and what he saw was an endless void. However, it was not that there was nothing in the void, but there were many strange things floating in it. Some are mountain peaks, some are unimaginably huge skeletons, and some are like the wreckage of some mechanical castles. Many twisted steel beams protrude from the damaged surface, as if they were torn from the middle by some giant. Open the same.

Qianye wanted to take a closer look. The wreckage was even bigger than a mountain. The Hall of Heroes was like an ant in front of it. If it were complete, wouldn't it be able to accommodate half the empire's population?

With this thought in mind, Qianye rose into the sky and flew towards the wreckage. He looked down and saw nothingness, only to realize that he had no entity at all.

He looked up again and found that the wreckage was moving away, and the distance between the two sides was getting wider. The wreckage, as well as the mountains in the sky, huge rocks and bones were all moving. The real speed must be unimaginable. How could he catch up?

After hesitating for a moment, Qianye gave up the idea of ​​flying towards him. He instinctively felt that if he was hit, the consequences might not be so wonderful.

Qianye looked towards the direction where the call came from and flew over there. The feeling of calling him was very familiar, that kind of familiarity was innate to him.

It was just that he had been flying in the void for an unknown amount of time, and did not see the source of the call. Qianye even did not know if he had moved. There is really no reliable reference in this void.

He can only fly hard.

Flying, just when the disembodied will also felt a little tired, Qianye suddenly saw a pair of huge dark golden pupils, slowly opening. Those eyes just glanced at Qianye, and Qianye's world was spinning. When he finally regained consciousness, he realized that the scene in front of him had completely changed.

In front of him, a huge river appeared. The water was flowing with no idea where it came from and no one knew where it was going. The call came from the upper reaches of the river.

With a thought, Qianye flew upstream of the Changhe River.

This time, he finally knew he was flying. The long river gradually narrowed, and the water turned red. The red gradually deepened, and then began to reveal golden light. In the blink of an eye, the long river in front of Qianye was filled with golden light waves, and the long river itself became only the size of a stream.

The call became clearer, coming from the source of the long river.

Qianye suddenly knew what he was seeing. It was a river of blood!

Margaux, the Marquis of Glory, was sitting under an umbrella in the yard drinking afternoon tea. The fragrance and the light sunlight falling among the leaves did not put him in a good mood.

This is his own clan territory, located on the Fenghuo Continent. Although the place is small and crowded with the human race, it is the beginning of his own family name.

Margaux was one of the last batch of high-ranking experts to be rotated out of the Black Sun Valley. He had been feeling aggrieved for several days. After returning to Yongye, he unexpectedly discovered that the battle at Juefeng did not appear in any battle report. , couldn't help but feel even more frustrated.

He understood the meaning of the battle report only after someone pointed it out, which meant that the battle was under review. Currently, about half of the reports had passed the review and completed the credit recording, and the other half were still under review.

Margaux happens to be the half under scrutiny, one of them has been captured and has nothing to say. He didn't want to wait in the Twilight Continent, so he directly reported injury leave and returned to his territory.

Suddenly, Margo felt something was wrong with her surroundings. She raised her head and looked around, and saw two demonic figures appearing at the entrance of the garden.

Margaux was shocked when she recognized the person. She stood up and said suspiciously: "Your Highness Anwen, Your Excellency Aiden?!" Then his face suddenly changed and he screamed: "Aiden, what are you doing!"

The muzzle of a spear in Aiden's hand was pointed at him in the dark. Margo was very aware of Aiden's special abilities. Although he was one level higher than him, there was no guarantee that he could escape unscathed.

Aiden said calmly: "Sorry, Your Excellency Margaux, I am performing official duties. Please follow me."

Margaux said angrily: "To be responsible, I should also be responsible for the Twilight Continent! What does the Council mean by this?!"

There have been many wars, and it is rare for a powerful person to be captured, but it is not completely absent. Prisoner exchanges and ransoms cannot be discussed on the table, but there are various operations.

As for taking refuge, it definitely won't work between camps, but when neutral mercenaries join the war, it will be quite chaotic. Once it happens, the tacit understanding of the Eternal Night Council is that each tribe will resolve its own internal affairs and then report the results to the meeting.

After the truce in the Black Sun Valley, Margaux felt something bad, but she was not too worried. She was just mentally prepared that she might be thrown into the battlefield again soon. Not wanting to wait for the vampire's punishment, the council intervened directly!

Aiden didn't say much to him and pulled the trigger brazenly.

Margaux's hair stood on end, and her blood boiled instantly. She didn't care that doing so would cause great damage, and she turned into a shadow and ran away. For a moment, his speed was faster than the force bomb!

However, before he could escape completely from the garden, he hit an invisible wall, and wisps of black energy appeared in front of him. Anwen didn't know when he appeared near him, and the open field was like a net bag for catching bugs, shrouding Margaux in it.

At the critical moment of life and death, Margaux struck like lightning, the blood-sucking dagger pierced the air and made a whining sound like a passing wind, trying to carve out an escape path on the high wall of demonic energy in front of her.

But there was a soft "pop" sound, and Aiden's Force bullet pierced Margaux's back before he could howl in pain. Anwen's domain suddenly withdrew, and people disappeared from the place. A large shadow flew from nowhere and swallowed Margaux.

At this time, the entire Vampire Castle fell into chaos. A large number of parliamentary troops poured in and began an indiscriminate killing. Each of them was a powerful man with a title or above. With just one shot or sword, they could kill Harvest a life.

At the edge of the castle territory, several transport ships were circling and falling, and escorting warships were cruising in the air. There is already a batch of unloaded materials on the ground, and craftsmen are busy and busy erecting large facilities.

The shadow that engulfed Margaux was fired from one of the Force Cannon-like devices. After the shadow enveloped Margaux, it remained standing on the ground.

Only high-level demon nobles can clearly see that a precise cutting is taking place inside the demonic energy. The Blood Marquis is first broken down into groups of tissue, and then each group of tissue is broken down into blood, and the blood is transformed into pure nature. The dark force.

In the end, Margaux became a blood core and a large mass of essence that was half blood and half dark force.

During this process, an old demonic man stood nearby, holding parchment, recording various data seriously and meticulously.

At this time, Anwen turned to one of the guards behind him and said, "You can go back after you have seen the scene. Your Majesty will be worried if you run out like this."

The man was tall and looked very heroic in military uniform. He was Prattik.

Prittik watched the old demon expel the demonic energy and put the blood core into the container. He couldn't help but touch his chin and said, "Your protomatter analysis method is becoming more and more accurate."

The demonic old man nodded, bowed and said: "Darkness is glory. Thank you for your compliment. This is the most advanced analysis method in the institute at present. The error value is controlled within half a unit of power, and it can include all existing All power spectrums, oh, of course, we don’t have enough control over the void force.”

Prittik shook his head and said: "However, I think that after our dear Majesty sees it, he may not be willing to bring that person for such analysis."

The old demon obviously knew the inside story, and said casually: "If you just need to compare the values, just increase the sampling of the two provinces of the Dawn Department. We just submitted the calculation results to His Highness Anwen last night. In fact, this is good. Sooner or later, we have to clean up all the little bugs that pollute the source of darkness. It doesn’t matter whether it’s one day earlier or one day later.”

Prittik and Anwen looked at each other, neither of them spoke. Both of them are observers, and the king and prince are responsible for decision-making and implementation. In this situation, especially in front of the senior wizards of the institute, no matter how high their status, they are very cautious in speaking.

At this time, a soldier came over, stood still and saluted, and said: "My lords, there is a food stall behind the castle, which also includes humans."

The demonic old man waved his hand and said: "There is no need to pick them out in particular, the Dawn-type ingredients will not affect the overall data."

The soldier took the order and turned around. Prattik suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I'll go take a look too. I haven't seen any human civilians yet."

After a while, Prattik came back, and Anwen immediately dragged him back.

Prittick did not delay any more this time. He just kept looking out the window when the aerospace ship took off. After a moment, he said in confusion: "The Marshal's kindred spirits are really not the same as him." Two species? ”

Anwen felt that he had a lot to say, but also felt that he had nothing to say.

Due to his special status, Prattik was closely protected by demons. Not even many upper-class nobles of other dark races knew of his existence. He rarely leaves the traditional territory of the demon descendants, and goes to some special areas for training, especially away from the continent with strong dawn attributes. It is not surprising that he lacks knowledge in this area.

Besides, what do we mean by the same kind? Blood or strength?

On the ground, Aiden was standing at a commanding height, holding a gun and standing still.

Under his feet, a clan territory that originally belonged to the Blood Clan was being quickly razed to the ground. Everything is disappearing. Creatures, castles, and natural terrains are broken down into air by the substances ejected by those weird machines, and then turned into sets of data, which appear in the researchers' record books.

After the entire territory turned into a clean flat land, the equipment that was unloaded by the transport ships and piled as high as a hill was transported over like water, and then combined into a metal, stone, and some indescribable The huge monster created from the name material.

A huge shadow hangs over the land.