Monarch of Evernight: 188 turned out to be you
bsp;Habbs woke up from his throne.
In his consciousness, a message came from the long river of blood that had been calm all year round. It was a call from the Blue King Renault.
Since the silence of the Holy River, the princes and princes rarely send messages to each other through this oldest method, because the river of blood often does not respond, cannot stir up the slightest waves, and cannot communicate accordingly.
Habbs felt a little strange, but the location of the Blue King was still a continent away from Twilight. He had no time to think about it. After issuing a response, he walked towards the entrance of the hall.
Suddenly he stopped, his figure flashed, disappeared from the place, and then appeared on the corridor on the seventh floor underground of the clan castle.
The corridor still maintains the oldest sandstone walls. The corridor is not wide but extremely high. At the end are two bronze doors, engraved with ancient runes.
There was a man standing in front of the door. He didn't have the slightest aura of being a strong man, just like an ordinary person.
However, that couldn't be just an ordinary person. There are various blood pools and altars underground in the castle of the blood clans, especially the twelve ancient clans. The regional pressure alone makes it impossible for the newborns of this clan to stay alone.
The Demon King heard the voice, but did not turn around. He still stood where he was, slightly raising his head and looking at the majestic portal in front of him. He has been standing here for a long time, but after all, he has not reached out to push open the two doors.
Hubbs walked forward slowly along the corridor.
Although the Vampire Clan is their home court in their own clan castle, it is just a small obstacle to the Demon King who is here in person. At this time, there is no safe distance in the entire castle, not to mention this corridor.
"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, it is a great honor to be here in person."
"I just came to see him."
Habbs was silent, and the Demon Emperor did not speak or move. The two of them were like two statues, standing in front of the bronze door more than ten meters apart.
After a long time, the two doors slowly opened inward, and there was endless darkness behind them.
The Demon King had no intention of walking in, he just focused his gaze on it. In his eyes, the bottomless darkness is a world of energy with rich levels, a small world belonging to the original fire of darkness.
At this moment, those flames, which are darker than darkness and colder than extreme cold, contain a gleam of light, like glaciers that have not melted for tens of thousands of years on a permanently frozen land.
The Demon King could tell that the source of the shimmering light was four floating original crystals, one of which had a blurred edge and seemed to be a little broken.
Gradually, the shimmer seemed to have an outline, and it was vaguely a human figure, sitting half-lotus, with his left hand on his knees, and his right hand holding a gun leaning on the ground. Starlight occasionally overflows from the chest area, and then surrounds and hides behind.
But occasionally a star point breaks away from the light group and floats into the darkness, flickering on and off until it disappears.
The Demon Emperor looked quietly into the distance, with no emotion at all. Suddenly, his calm face became rippled, and he turned around and said, "Has his origin completely dissipated?"
Habbs was lowering his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He raised his head after hearing this, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face. He obviously didn't understand why the Demon Emperor asked this question.
The Demon King had a clear view of Habbs's reaction, but he stopped asking and disappeared from the place.
Habbs frowned, looked back at the world of dark fire, and then followed. Behind him, the bronze door slowly closed.
The Demon King stood in the void above the Castle of the Spock clan, thoughtful. Seeing Habbs appear, the Demon King raised his hand, and a drop of dark force appeared between the two of them, with extremely high and pure concentration.
The Demon King said: "What you have is the darkest flame in the world, which is closer to the origin of darkness than other blood powers. It is said that there were some problems with the blood mark of the previous Crown of Fire. It was not that the power was not strong enough, but Only by devouring blood relatives can we become more pure."
Habbs listened quietly, not even showing the slightest bit of panic when the Demon Emperor mentioned something that was supposed to be a secret of the blood clan.
The Demon King said: "I can give you a dark rule. With your ability, you can greatly shorten the time required to purify power."
Habbs said plainly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I am very satisfied with the power I currently have."
The Demon Emperor was not angry after being directly rejected, nor did he continue to persuade, "In this case, Mr. Habs, as a member of the parliament, you should shoulder your responsibilities."
At this time, Habbs suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart, but in front of the Demon Emperor, he had no energy to distract himself from exploring the anomaly of unknown origin.
He frowned and pushed away his distracting thoughts, and replied: "I have never refused a parliamentary task."
The Demon Emperor said: "On the Fenghuo Continent, there is a parliamentary laboratory at the junction with the human race. It is going to be cleaned up recently. Markel will explain it to you in detail when the time comes."
Habbs couldn't control it, and his blood core beat violently. This location sounded too familiar.
The Demon Emperor seemed unaware and said: "As for his remains, it seems like there is something wrong. Even in the permanently frozen environment of the dark fire, they are still disintegrating very slowly. We have not fallen. The exact information of the human king’s posthumous status, but the human **** general is definitely not like this.”
The Demon Emperor paused and said: "Sometimes, I think of some of the words he said before. Maybe our world really can't keep him, and his destination is outside the world."
Habbs didn't fully understand what the Demon King meant. He didn't know how to answer, so he remained silent.
An irregular gray chip flew out of the Demon King's hand, floating in the air alongside the drop of dark force he had released previously.
The Demon Emperor said: "You can control the small world, so you should know how to use this shadow fragment." After saying that, he nodded to Habs as a farewell, stepped out, and disappeared into the void.
In the void at the edge of the Twilight Continent, the Speaker was waiting with several followers.
"Dear Markle, go find out what happened to the human troops on the floating land when Lin Xitang died."
This sentence was a bit meaningless. The speaker asked: "Your Majesty, the abnormality you are referring to..."
The Demon Emperor said: "I just have a bad premonition."
The Demon King's premonition cannot be ignored. The Speaker thought for a while and said: "I understand. Then let's start with their **** general level powerhouses, and then go down in order to investigate."
After saying that, everyone disappeared into the void together.
Above the Spock Clan Castle, Habbs stared at the two things in front of him.
The gray chip looks ordinary, but if you touch it carefully with the force, you will find that there is another world inside. Its attributes are very peculiar, and it belongs to the range of spider demons on the spectrum of dark power, but when you put your senses into it, you always feel like you are in a mirror.
Habbs has heard about this. It is said that the ancient spider demons had a large shadow world. The falling fragments will form a small shadow world, which is a sacred object that the spider demons fight for in the underground black market. I don’t know where the Demon King got one of them.
The eternal freezing property of the dark fire can solidify space and almost freeze time. However, it is not completely solidified after all, so it cannot prevent the disintegration of Lin Xitang's bones. Although the speed of this disintegration is extremely slow, it may take hundreds of years for a piece of the original crystal to completely disintegrate.
But it is different with the addition of the small shadow world. Its basic rule is that it belongs to the back of the world and can block the matter on the front of the world.
Habbs stopped thinking about it and reached out to pick off the small shadow world and put it away. Then he lightly touched the drop of dark force, and the Demon Emperor's breath spread out gently, revealing an image.
A young humanoid looked over here, with long black hair slightly messy hanging down on his chest, with a forest in the background.
When you touch his eyes, you will find that the boy is not as young as he looks. The nebulae are flowing through them, as if they are reflecting the world.
“The starry sky outside the world is so vast and beautiful that I still can’t see the edge.”
"I think my world has limits, one year and sixty years."
"For short-lived species, it actually exceeds the life span of most civilians, which is enough for me to do many things I want to do."
"Yes, so I can't explore with you..."
The image stopped abruptly here, and the drop of dark force had been diluted into mist and slowly dissipated.
This is a memory belonging to the Demon Emperor, a memory about Lin Xitang.
However, even though he smiled slightly, he was so calm and almost heartless that he still failed to live through the entire Jiaziliu Year.
Habbs calmed down and looked down at the traditional territory of the Vampire Tribe at his feet. He looked from near to far, and everything seemed normal. But he didn't forget the strange moment he felt just now.
Habbs sinks his senses into the long river of blood. The surface of the river is calm and calm, as peaceful as a mirror. The previous message from the Blue King has long left no trace. His perception extended towards the source, and twelve blood marks gradually appeared, rising and falling, half bright and half extinguished.
The one belonging to the Blue King is not the brightest, because this is not his normal activity period. Habbs looked at it for a while, but still couldn't determine whether there was something abnormal about the mark. He thought for a while and decided to rush to the place where the Blue King sent the message to take a look.
When Habus arrived at the secret realm, only ruins of the Blue King's castle were left. The landscape of the valley has also been changed, and there is strong and free Dawn Force everywhere. Even Habbs can't find any valuable clues.
There was only a wisp of purple-black blood at the scene, pointing in a certain direction. That was the mark left by the Lightless King Metanzo.
Habbs stood in the air, looking at the ruins below, his eyes gradually tightening. After pondering, he glanced in the direction where the Sunless King had left his mark, and instead of following the trail, he returned directly to Twilight.
The Black Sun Valley is no longer raging with war. The Empire and Yongye are each carrying out large-scale construction projects and building fortresses. Although they are not far apart, they all do their own thing and do not interfere with each other. The patrol forces on both sides also deliberately kept a distance and did not get close to each other, so there was no possibility of a misfire.
But judging from the scale of fortress construction on both sides, peace is only temporary.
Eternal Night Fortress was already large in scale, and now it is undergoing extensive construction on the original basis. After experiencing the situation of the Imperial Guard fleet pressing down on the territory, the Evernight Council learned from the painful experience and began to frantically increase the anti-aircraft firepower of the fortress. Anti-aircraft turrets rise from the ground one after another, as dense as a stone forest. Even the most powerful fleet will feel numb when seeing so many anti-aircraft guns.
The empire also refused to show weakness. Although the fortress was newly built, the number of turrets was not much less than that of Yong Ye. Perhaps because of its air superiority, the Empire's fortresses are more equipped with rapid-fire cannons aimed at the ground, as well as tracking ballistae designed to bombard the strong.
In this way, both sides are building on each other's strengths and weaknesses, and a war may break out at any time.
In the fortress, Song Zining was the most relaxed one. There is nothing to do except flip through the battle reports every day. From his window, he could see a column of black flames in the distance, weakening day by day. Maybe it won't be long before it disappears completely.
According to the agreement reached behind the scenes that day, a new round of war will begin when the Black Fire disappears.
At this moment, there was a loud knock on the door.
When Song Zining opened the door and took a look, he was startled and said: "General Zhang Zhao, why are you here?"
It was Zhang Zhao who came. He had a dusty look on his face and deep-set eyes. He had obviously been restless all the way there. As soon as he saw Song Zining, Zhang Zhao immediately knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Commander Song, help me!"
Song Zining hurriedly helped him up and said, "Get up and talk quickly. Why is it so serious?"
As he reached out to help him, Song Zining was startled again and said, "Are you injured?"
Zhang Zhao said: "It's a small injury, but it's not a problem. Now I really have no choice but to come here and ask Commander Song for an idea."
"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when you get up." Song Zining helped Zhang Zhao up and asked him to sit down. He returned to his seat and sat down. Fang looked at Zhang Zhao and waited for the next step.
Zhang Zhao said: "Your Majesty sent a thousand elites and dozens of strong men to hide in Yonglu secretly, waiting for your arrival. Unexpectedly, we encountered an ambush as soon as we entered Yonglu, and there were enemies everywhere. In the end Only a few of my colleagues and I managed to escape, and the rest of my colleagues..."
Song Zining said: "Are these the prince's elite?"
"Most of them were the prince's personal followers and were instructed by the prince. There were three thousand people in this army, but unexpectedly one-third of them were lost."
"Since this force is so elite, how come only so many people escaped?"
Zhang Zhao had calmed down at this time and said: "One thing happened suddenly. We were surrounded as soon as we got off the aeroboat. There were too many of them, covering the mountains and plains. In addition, there was a Duke inside! Commander Yang was seriously injured shortly after the battle began and had to escape. His life and death are now unknown."
Song Zining nodded and said: "It seems that the news has been leaked. What do you want me to do now?"
Zhang Zhao said: "The only way to save the situation now is for you to personally take action and take back the Hall of Heroes in one fell swoop. I have received news that the Hall of Heroes has returned to the City of Blue Waves and is currently parked outside the city."
Song Zining stood up and walked around, patted Zhang Zhao on the shoulder and said: "General Zhang, it seems you are confused. I am responsible for guarding the Black Sun Valley. This is such an important responsibility. How can I just leave? ? As for how you should explain your failure to the prince, what does it have to do with me? Don’t say that you are just a little general. What can you do if you are also a great general? "
Zhang Zhao was startled and said: "Song Shuai, what do you mean?"
"I just want you to know that you were able to escape not because you were very capable, but because I asked them to let you go. I didn't expect that you didn't dare to see the prince, but you came to me." So now that you are here, take a good rest here. Anyway, your injury will relapse soon, and your life will not be long."
Zhang Zhao was even more shocked. He suddenly understood and shouted: "You, it's you!"
Before he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground exhausted. Only then did he remember Song Zining's two pats on his shoulder, and he understood everything in an instant. But now I understand that it's too late.
Song Zining opened the door and shouted: "Come here! General Zhang's injury has recurred, come and rescue him quickly!"
Several followers rushed in and carried Zhang Zhao out.
After a while, a personal attendant rushed back and said: "My lord, my subordinates are incompetent. General Zhang is too seriously injured and has already sacrificed his life for the country!"
Song Zining frowned and said, "Did he say anything before he died?"
"General Zhang was already unconscious. He just kept saying, werewolves, so many werewolves! There was nothing else."
Song Zining said: "General Zhang came thousands of miles away and must have important matters. Unfortunately, he has already left before he could say a word. This matter is of great importance, so it is your responsibility to report everything to the military. , don’t hide it?”
I followed the order and went to do it in a hurry.
After he left, Song Zining let out a sigh of relief, knowing that he had another thing on his mind. The next step is to wait for the detailed report from Yong Lu, and then see the military department's reaction after receiving the report.
Zhang Zhao is really useless. Even as a lobbyist, he is full of loopholes. Song Zining is too lazy to keep him around. He hopes that the other party will send someone a little smarter next time.
After the imperial king broke through the heavenly barrier, he only sat on the battlefield and did not lead the troops. The thousand so-called personal followers of King Dingxuan, who were his personal soldiers back then, are at least seventy or eighty years old this year, and even the generals cannot hold a sword. If they are the back-up soldiers, they are among the ceremonial guards. Let’s not talk about whether King Dingxuan, who has become the king of heaven, is interested in coaching a group of soldiers. Let’s talk about the number. The number of ceremonial guards assigned by the king of heaven exceeds that of most sect kings, which is one thousand and five. Hundreds of people.
For someone like King Qingyang who has recently retired from the position of marshal, he has a fully organized elite legion, of which there are only 2,000 personal guards who can be transferred to the light-armored formation of the ceremonial guards. Calculating the number of people who have returned to the battlefield after retiring over the years, it is barely enough to recruit three thousand private soldiers from the family. If it was really the former Heavenly King Yiwei who lost thousands of people in one battle on Yonglu, it would be a very interesting and sensational thing.
Song Zining is not in a hurry to find out the truth. Now it's great for him to wait for work like this. On one side, people keep coming to give away people's heads, saving the effort of tracking down. On the other side, there seems to be something strange in the upper continent of werewolves. Regardless of whether the name of the King is true or not, let's use it first.
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