Monarch of Evernight: 197 Destruction

bsp;On the Twilight Continent, the battle under Middle Castle is in the ascendant. Although Qianye had also commanded troops, he was not familiar with the war pattern within the Yongye race, so he looked at Ye Tong.

Yeye Tong has been looking at the battlefield and said: "Let's go to Middle Castle first and see how Howard is doing."

"Okay." Qianye jumped up with Ye Tong and disappeared in the air instantly.

There was chaos inside Middle Castle, with a vampire running back and forth. There is a powerful man with a title at each important passage to maintain order, so as to prevent the order in the castle from collapsing.

Deep inside the castle, already in the middle of the mountain peak, you can still feel the constant vibrations. It was the cannons of the parliamentary battleships that were firing.

Outside the main hall at the deepest part of the mountain, rows of viscounts were sitting against the wall, stretching out their arms and watching drops of blood flow out of their wrists and fall into the golden cup.

Whenever the gold cup is full, someone will come to take it away and pour it into the rock pool in the center of the hall. The rock pool was only half filled with blood at the moment, and there was a small group of blood essence shining with blood-colored light.

An old Duke stood by the rock pool, his face full of anxiety, and he kept saying: "Not enough, not enough! Find a way to get more source blood! With only these, His Highness the Prince will not be able to wake up in a complete state!"

A baron next to him reminded: "Sir, all the strong men in the clan who can be mobilized are here, and the rest of your Excellencies are fighting on the front line. Once they are mobilized, I am afraid that the enemy will rush in immediately."

"Your Highness the Prince must wake up!" The old Duke gritted his teeth, pulled out the blood-sucking blade, and stabbed himself in the chest.

From the deepest part of the hall, inside the thick iron door, beast-like breathing and low roars could be heard. Apparently Dark Gospel Howard has woken up and is recovering. However, the offensive outside is getting fiercer and fiercer. Before Howard fully recovers, I am afraid that the final line of defense will be breached.

The old Duke pulled out the blood-sucking blade and dropped a few points of blood into the rock pool. With the addition of the Duke's source blood, the mass of blood essence in the center of the blood suddenly spurted out **** flames and rolled violently.

"More blood! Why hasn't the person who took the blood come back yet?" the old Duke roared.

Following his roar, a count ran in from outside the palace. Seeing his empty hands, the old Duke's expression suddenly changed.

The count looked a little dull and said: "The blood in the spare blood pool has been mixed with blood poison."

"What?!" The old Duke could hardly believe his ears.

He grabbed the count's collar, lifted him up, and roared almost against the tip of the count's nose: "Those people are qualified to access the reserve blood pool, and they are all direct blood descendants. Who will be here? The blood pool was poisoned? Which blood pool was poisoned?"

The Earl gritted his teeth and said: "All of them!"

The old Duke's body shook for a while, his breath dropped suddenly, and his hand loosened, causing the Count to fall to the ground. The earl hurriedly supported the old duke, and then he discovered the incision at the old duke's blood core. He quickly took out the scarf, covered the wound, and then released the power of blood to try to relieve the wound.

The old Duke had just lost a large amount of blood and was extremely weak at the moment. He was so frightened and angry that he could not even stand firmly. The old Duke struggled and said: "So, it is the direct blood descendants of our clan who poisoned the blood pool? They, why did they do this? What benefit can Bain's annihilation of the clan have to them?"

"Maybe it's not them." The count said.

"Huh? Why, you say."

"Half a month ago, Marquis Bernier of the Paz clan came to visit. He said that he planned to build an ancient-style blood pool in his castle and wanted to refer to our blood pool design. At that time, he went to see Our backup blood pool."

"Paz clan? Are you sure?"

"It's the Marquis of Glory Bernie himself. You know, the Marquis's wife is a direct descendant of His Majesty Medanzo. What he wants to see is just a less important spare blood pool, and we cannot refuse such a request."

The old Duke's face was solemn, his hands were shaking slightly, and he said to himself: "It's best not to be him."

The count dared not speak.

The old Duke glanced deep into the hall and said resolutely: "Take me to the Ancient Hall! I want to contact Her Majesty the Queen!"

The Earl was startled and said: "Your Highness will wake up soon. Is this necessary? And with your current body, it will be difficult to successfully contact Her Majesty the Queen."

"We must tell Her Majesty the Queen what happened here immediately before Her Highness wakes up!" The old Duke insisted. Seeing that the Earl was still hesitant, he said: "Even if the backup blood pool was done by Bernier, Then His Highness is just sleeping, why is there not enough blood in the blood pool?"

The Earl couldn't help but shudder. Prince Howard had just woken up not long ago. Logically speaking, all the devices should have been maintained. The earl looked at the old duke's staggering figure, helplessly helped him out of the mountain hall, and walked towards the top floor of the castle.

As soon as I left the main hall, I immediately felt the continuous explosions. Sand and gravel fell from the top of the corridor, and even the structure was crumbling. From the windows on one side of the corridor, you can see the silhouettes of countless giant ships lingering in the sky, pouring fire downwards.

In the ancient castle, there were countless force bombs and crossbow arrows dragging light into the night sky. Occasionally, an aerial ship burned and fell to the earth, but more aerial ships were still coming in a steady stream.

Suddenly a shadow fell in the sky. The old Duke's expression changed and he took a few steps back. Just hearing a roar, a steel troop transport cabin fell from the sky and smashed directly into the passage. As the hatch opened, more than a dozen elite soldiers of the parliament poured out and killed the old Duke when they saw him.

"Presumptuous!" The old Duke was furious. He pushed away the Count who was about to draw his sword and went to meet him.

These parliamentary warriors are nothing more than knights. Although their sophisticated equipment and exclusive combat skills allow them to face the baron head-on without falling behind, in front of a real duke, even a collapsed duke, there is no difference between a knight and a viscount. , all of which can be killed with one palm.

The old Duke took a step forward, and several light ribbons appeared from the blood-sucking blade in his hand, which instantly circled each parliament soldier for several weeks. The light belt dissipated, and the bodies of the council soldiers suddenly broke into several pieces.

The old Duke passed through the corpses of the parliamentary soldiers and came to the troop transport cabin. He pushed hard and opened the troop transport cabin weighing dozens of tons, revealing the entrance to the passage. He quickened his pace, quickly passed through the passage, and reached the top floor of the castle.

The battle on the top floor became more intense. Troop transport cabins fell one after another, causing the spire of the castle to collapse. There are battles everywhere, and the vampire warriors rely on the favorable terrain to defend. The earl saw that the old duke no longer needed support, so he simply joined the battle and opened a path for the old duke.

The old Duke walked straight through the battlefield, ran through a corridor that was still in peace, and came to the door of a main hall on the side. He suddenly saw the door of the hall half open and couldn't help being surprised.

He rushed into the hall and saw a man and a woman standing in front of the altar used to communicate with the Queen's Hall. He couldn't help being frightened and angry, and rushed forward, stabbing the man in the back with his blood-sucking blade. However, the man's figure flashed and suddenly appeared beside the old Duke, holding the old Duke's wrist firmly. The old Duke didn't even see the whole process clearly!

The old Duke struggled hard, but the hand holding the knife did not move at all. The opponent's strength was far greater than his own. Although he had just lost his source blood and his strength was greatly reduced, he still knew that even in his prime, he was no match for that person.

When the woman turned around, the old Duke was surprised at first, then ecstatically said, "Your Majesty Nighteye!"

Yeye Tong glanced at him and said: "Qianye, let it go. This is Duke Luo Lin, a direct descendant of Howard. The affairs of the Byrne clan are usually managed by him."

Qianye nodded and let go of his hand, and the old Duke was free. He looked at Qianye, with fear and joy in his eyes, and said, "It turns out to be Qianye... His Highness."

It’s a bit awkward to address Qianye. Qianye is obviously not a prince yet, but he just made a random move and showed a terrifying strength that far exceeds that of an ordinary duke. Moreover, the Duke has also heard about the battle in the Black Sun Valley. His Highness, this is not an exaggeration.

Yeye Tong asked: "Why was the contact altar here also destroyed?"

The old Duke was startled and said in a voiceless voice: "What? This is the most heavily guarded place on the top floor. The Parliament has never attacked here at all. How is this possible?"

Yeye Tong gave way to the side, and the old Duke rushed to the altar, his heart suddenly cold.

On the console, the stone basin containing blood had a few subtle cracks at the bottom that were not easy to detect. Although these cracks are small, they have completely destroyed the Force array in the stone basin.

The stone basin is the core device of the entire communication facility. It has the functions of detecting blood matching, absorbing blood energy, driving the altar, and communicating with the Queen's Hall. Destroying the stone basin is equivalent to paralyzing the entire communication device. But repairing it is not that easy.

The old Duke suddenly became furious and shouted: "Who is it?! Who is it?"

The Duke's roar echoed throughout the upper floors of the castle, even overpowering the explosions and shouts of death. However, his anger did not scare away the enemy. Instead, it drew the flames of war here. Several powerful members of the council outside shook off the vampire warriors in front of them and began to look for a way to attack here.

Nighteye quickly said: "It seems that the core of the demon is to block the news and prevent Lilith from knowing it. It doesn't matter if this place is destroyed, Howard can contact her directly."

At this time, the old Duke said: "His Royal Highness has not yet fully recovered. Our backup blood pool is contaminated by blood poison, and there is not enough blood for His Highness to recover quickly. Since this place has been destroyed, then I have to go back, for Your Highness, please give me some time to recover."

Qianye said: "Okay, you go. We still have to go to the Paz clan."

After saying that, he pulled Ye Tong, and his figure slowly disappeared.

"You..." The old Duke did not expect Qianye and Ye Tong to leave just as they said, with no intention of staying to defend themselves against the powerful enemy. His face changed from surprise to calmness, and he said to himself: "That's right, who will stay in a battle that is obviously unwinnable?"

He looked outside and saw that there were more floating ships lingering in the sky, while the firepower of the ground counterattack began to become thinner. The huge transport ship continued to drop troop transport cabins one after another. Wherever the troop transport module is dropped, fierce fighting will break out.

At this time, there was no need to keep any special passage secret. The old Duke ran down the side of the castle and penetrated the floor of a hall on the way. He ran directly back to the main hall on the mountainside and ordered someone to fetch a full set of weapons and a glass of blood wine. A chair was placed at the entrance of the hall. He just sat on the chair, raised his glass and drank slowly, waiting for the enemy who was bound to come.

Fighting is still breaking out in every corner of the castle, and it looks like they won’t be able to reach the main hall at the base of the mountain for a while. But the old Duke suddenly felt that the entire hall seemed to have become a little darker. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyes and looked hard, and suddenly found that there was a dark color in front of him at some point.

It was a deep darkness from which no light could penetrate or escape. In the ever-changing darkness, there was a deep and shuddering atmosphere of terror. Even the old Duke's hand holding the cup began to tremble involuntarily.

"Luo Lin, the last time we met was eighty years ago. How come so little time has passed and you are already so weak?"

The old Duke stood up, his face full of bitterness and despair. The golden cup in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, spilling blood and wine everywhere. He said: "Palokia, it's you! You actually go out to fight in person. You really think highly of our Byrne clan." (https:)