Monarch of Evernight: The same misfortune of 193
bsp;The Blue King has fallen?
Yetong's blood core suddenly accelerated, and Qianye's face darkened, and he shouted: "How dare you say that the death of the great king is such a big event. If you still don't tell the truth at this time, I think you deserve to live. Impatient!"
The Demon Marquis was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "I didn't lie! I swear to the source of darkness, I definitely didn't lie! I come from the famous Jerusalem family, and I have been promoted to Duke Hope, and I have all kinds of secrets. I have the qualifications to know! The King of Blue has indeed fallen. This is what my blood elder said personally."
Qianye said slowly: "Since you are from a famous demon clan, you should know that upper-level vampires also have secret connections with each other. Why don't the vampires themselves know about the death of the great king?
"This..." The Demon Marquis rolled his eyes and said, "I know something inside. If I tell you, can you let me go and not kill me?"
"Say it quickly!"
The Marquis didn't dare to bargain anymore and said: "I heard that the Blue King's blood core is still intact...ahem, so the blood clan's secret method connection has not been completely severed. Perhaps this is the reason."
Yeyetong suddenly shook, then gritted his teeth and said: "Ask him, who killed Renault." Being able to tell whether Renault was alive or dead, and also telling details such as the completeness of the blood core, the role of the demon in this matter cannot be revealed. And metaphor.
The Marquis did not wait for Qianye to ask, and said quickly: "I heard that His Majesty Eternal Flame and Parokia brought Deep Dark Blessings at the same time."
Yeye Tong just shook his head, "I know Renault's capabilities very well! They alone can't defeat Renault. Renault is... he fights to the death for us."
The battle at the monarch level was beyond Qianye's understanding at the moment. He didn't know how to comfort Ye Tong, so he could only reach out and touch her hair.
Yeye Tong calmed down and said: "It seems that the demons are ready to start a full-scale war, but I don't know why they are doing this at this time."
Qianye thought a little more and asked: "How many blood pools do you plan to collect this time? Which clans are involved?"
"I don't know about the other things. The mission assigned to us, Jesus, is fourteen, and there seem to be three ancient clans targeted." The Marquis said honestly.
Yetong and Qianye looked at each other.
At this moment, it is not known whether this parliamentary mission is a demonic act for public benefit or a real parliamentary decision. But even if calculated at the lowest level, just in case, if only the seven famous demon clans are used to lead the team, the number of blood pools to be collected may exceed a hundred.
Although the vampire world is huge, even if the blood pools of the Mora family are included, there are not many truly ancient blood pools. The demons captured hundreds of blood pools at one time, accounting for almost one-third, if not half, of the entire vampire clan.
The blood pool is the real strategic resource of the vampire clan. A strong vampire who is nearing the end of his life needs a blood pool to sleep and extend his life, a blood pool to restore his condition after waking up, and a blood pool to enhance the talented bloodline of young descendants.
Blood pools take time to accumulate. Many blood pools often need hundreds of years to accumulate enough blood energy for the Marquis and Duke to sleep. This is what the ancient blood pool is about. If there is no blood pool, it is equivalent to the human race having no food, and the foundation of the entire clan is broken.
On the scale of seizing the ancient blood pool, this is a total war.
Seeing that he couldn't ask any more questions, Ye Tong snorted, raised his hand and cut the Marquis in half with a dark gold blood blade.
Qianye frowned slightly but said nothing.
Yeye Tong knew what he was thinking and said: "In the eyes of the vampires, fire torture is the same as the blood feast in the eyes of the humans. They are absolutely intolerable shame and provocation. Just based on what they did here, All the ancient clans will declare war on Jerusalem."
Qianye touched Ye Tong's head, but still said nothing, and just followed her to the castle square. Many young vampire women here are sobbing, and several young vampire barons and viscounts are surrounding an old man. The lower half of the old man's body was burnt, and he was sitting next to the stone pillar, very weak.
Seeing Ye Tong and Qian Ye appear, Old Marquis Mora struggled to get up, knelt down on one knee, and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help. I am no longer alive, but these children still have a future. They will offer you their unswerving loyalty! The territory, castle and blood pool that our Mora family has inherited for two thousand years are also willing to dedicate it to you! I just hope that you can preserve the blood of the Mora family."
This is why he wants to become the vassal of Ye Tong and Qianye.
Yeyetong said slowly: "Where is the head of Caton's family?"
Old Marquis Mora said: "The current head of Caton's family is Grand Duke Ronnie Condon, and the Presbyterian Church consists of four dukes and one prince. It's just that the old prince has been sleeping for three hundred years and has never ignited a mark. Archduke Ronnie Condon also sleeps frequently, waking up only once every three years."
Hearing this, even Qianye frowned.
As one of the twelve ancient clans, the Caton clan has declined to this point.
There are two types of slumber for vampires. One is that you can wake up on your own, just like the retreat of demons, mainly to communicate with the holy river and increase your strength. The other type requires awakening from the outside world and consumes a lot of resources, in order to reduce activity and maintain strength.
The prince of Caton, who has been sleeping for three hundred years, is already at the end of his life even if he can be awakened. Moreover, this kind of uncrowned prince is not necessarily much more powerful than the Grand Duke in his heyday. It sounds like Grand Duke Ronny Condon can wake up on his own, but this state is obviously not for improving his strength, but a sign of decline.
Yeye Tong said: "Katon's strength has actually declined long ago, but the clans at the top have been helping them, and their traditional territories are also protected. This is because the vampires with Katon bloodline , it is easiest to feel and ignite the blood mark belonging to their clan."
After saying this, Qianye understood.
Half of the marks in the Blood River have been dimmed, and protecting Caton is equivalent to preserving a road to the Blood River mark for the entire Blood Clan. This is why even if the Blood Clan has infighting, the twelve ancient clans have always There is no reason to cut off the inheritance.
Perhaps one day, a talented young man from the Caton clan will ignite the mark again, and he can lead the entire Caton clan to regain its glory in ancient times, just like Habus.
Qianye had some guesses in his mind and said slowly: "Could it be that the demons targeted the three ancient clans and wanted to cut off the three inheritance paths of the blood clan?"
"Maybe."
This is an act of digging the roots. As the supreme king of the vampire race, how could the Queen of the Night/Lilith sit idly by and ignore it? And let the action plan pass through parliament? This is completely unreasonable. The werewolf must be happy to see this happen. Most of the spider demons have nothing to do with him, but what about the giant of the vampire clan?
Qianye thought about it, and Ye Tong also thought about it. She said: "We should go to the Paz clan once. She must know what happened here."
"Okay." Qianye was a little strange about Ye Tong's attitude towards Lilith. She seemed to lack the most basic respect for the Queen of Night.
Yeye Tong turned around and said to Old Mora: "Gather all your promising direct descendants."
The old Marquis struggled to give the order, and a moment later, a total of eleven young vampires knelt in front of Night Eye. There are men and women among them, the one with the highest title is Viscount, and the youngest is just a knight.
Yeye Tong's blood energy condensed into a map in the air, and said: "From now on, you are my vassals. Take the blood pool and all the source blood with you, take shelter in this place, repair the castle there, and wait for the next time One step of the order. Get ready now."
The eleven young vampires did not move, but knelt on the ground. Each of them cut their wrists, sprinkled blood on the blood-sucking blade, and swore allegiance to Nighteye.
The whole ceremony was short and solemn. It was not until the ceremony was completed that these direct descendants of the Mora family got up and left to move the blood pool and other precious resources.
There was both nostalgia and sadness in the eyes of the old Marquis Mora, and he said slowly: "From now on, there will be no Mora family. However, our bloodline can be passed down under the protection of your majesty, which finally alleviates the pain. Part of my guilt."
The old Marquis sat down slowly, his eyes lowered, and his vitality disappeared.
While Ye Tong was dealing with the aftermath, Qianye was walking casually in the castle, watching. There are traces of fierce battles in many places in the castle, and many vampire corpses have not yet had time to clean up. Some of the corpses were so horrific that they had obviously suffered a lot of abuse and humiliation before dying.
This is not a battle, but a one-sided massacre. The Mora family is not strong and has little resistance against the overwhelmingly superior parliamentary forces. Of course, it was also an important reason why the demon descendants came in the name of the parliament and entered the castle directly, rendering all defense facilities useless.
Although the demon-born Marquis, the leader of this operation, has a relatively gentle temperament, his deputy is obviously not. Qianye just learned that the deputy who died under Ye Tong was a werewolf. Therefore, no matter what angle you consider it from, facing the resistance of the Morton family, the Demon Marquis will not restrict the behavior of his subordinates.
There are also many corpses of Council soldiers on the ground. Not all of them are demons, but there are also many spider demons and werewolves. The burning rack was not only found in the main square, there were also burning racks in the small square behind.
All the parliamentary warriors in the castle had been killed by the angry Nighteye. The surviving vampires extinguished the fire under the torture rack and removed the corpses of the clan members from the rack.
Qianye suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on a slender body. It was a little vampire girl whose body had not even reached adulthood. Her fair little face was originally very beautiful, but now her facial features were distorted due to extreme pain. Her wide-open eyes were empty, and the corners of her eyes were torn, making no sound. The wailing expression froze.
Perhaps because she was too small, most of her body was burnt, but her beautiful little face was spotlessly clean. The remaining demonic energy showed that a strong demonic man specially protected her face. This was obviously not out of pity, but simply a desire to see more clearly the little girl's agony before she died.
A few half-burnt corpses were brought over, placed on the ground, and covered with scarlet cloth.
Qianye suddenly shuddered. He was almost immersed in the pain of the little vampire girl. Her expression froze in the most painful moment, making Qianye almost feel that the fire was burning on her body.
Qianye let out a heavy breath and realized that this was war, and this was hatred that lasted for thousands of years. The fighting within the dark race is no less brutal than the camp war with the empire.
Some of the surviving vampires were sad, some were numb, and some were sobbing silently.
Looking at those faces and expressions, Qianye suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he had seen them somewhere a long, long time ago. It had been a long time since he had witnessed the human race's blood feast, but what he had witnessed in the underlying Evernight Continent was still firmly engraved in his heart. Even though those faces were blurred, the pain and despair always lingered in his memory.
Until this moment, he suddenly discovered that these misfortunes stemming from race overlapped in front of him. They are not much different from the human race in front of them. When a tragic fate comes, their reactions are similar to ordinary people.
Not every dark race is a born warrior. Even immortals will grow old, become fragile, and suffer from the grief of losing their relatives.
Because he has a blood core, Qianye can faintly feel the emotions of the vampires around him. This was a natural advantage for superiors over inferiors, but at this moment, Qianye was overwhelmed by the sadness around him.
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