Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-one fell into darkness

bsp;But did those veterans, the Red Scorpion captains who detonated bombs one after another, and the Colonel Wei Lishi who led him into the Red Scorpion, die in vain?

No! They must not disappear without a trace like this!

Qianye gritted his teeth.

There are only two ways to avenge these red scorpions. One is to rise to the upper echelons of the empire, gain greater power than the mastermind behind the scenes, and then uncover the truth and seek justice for the fallen Red Scorpion warriors. But Qianye has now become a blood slave, and his life is precarious, and it is impossible for him to return to human society.

But there is another way! That is to find a way to survive and to have powerful force. When Qianye's power reaches a certain level, he can add those black hands to the hunting list one by one!

Qianye hid all his important equipment, took a dagger with him, put on a civilian jacket, and walked out of the mountainous area, preparing to find a human settlement, inquire about the surrounding situation, and see if he could Can't get some outside news.

The default return coordinates of the rescue capsule should be the Red Scorpion headquarters, but it may have been affected when the mothership was damaged, and the star map was damaged. Now we don’t know where it crashed. It’s really impossible to tell just by looking at the undeveloped original scenery around it. The specific location here.

But one day later, Qianye returned here again. There were several gunshot wounds on his body, including a large scorch mark on his arm, which was the result of being hit by a silver bullet. Yellow pus is still oozing out to this day.

Qianye’s face was blank and gloomy.

When he went to the city to get news, he immediately smelled the sweet smell of blood that he had never seen before when he saw the crowd. The bloodthirsty thirst deep in his body suddenly broke out, and the unprepared Qianye immediately showed a strong blood energy.

This is the border of the empire, where dark races often appear, so the city defense army is particularly vigilant. A passing patrol team immediately recognized the vampire aura on Qianye.

In an instant, almost everyone he saw became Qianye’s enemy.

When Qianye escaped from the crowd, he was already scarred. Although he finally escaped and returned to the mountainous area under the cover of night, Qianye knew that he could no longer stay here.

This is indeed the headquarters of Red Scorpion and the location of Huangquan training camp, Qin Lu, but it is definitely not good news for Qianye now.

Most of the Qin Continent is under the control of the empire, and only a few peripheral areas are still in the hands of the dark race. As long as Qianye Blood Slave's identity is exposed, people will not give him any chance to defend himself.

Think about the same situation when Qianye was still in Red Scorpion. When he saw the blood slave, his first reaction was to shoot him directly. As Captain Red Scorpion taught him, no one can afford the consequences of indolence.

This is the hatred accumulated by the two races for thousands of years. They only have positions, not right and wrong.

Qianye slowly sat down with his back against a big tree, his mind going blank. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his side, as if he was being licked by flames.

Qianye jumped up, and a small object fell out of his underwear, rolling to the ground with a flash of silver light. It was an empty silver bullet casing. He had long forgotten when he threw it into his pocket, and it was only until now that he was reminded of its existence when the damaged part of his clothes came into contact with Qianye's skin.

That little thing is actually quite rough. The industrial polished shell can still be recharged, but the Force array inside has many flaws and can only achieve 50% energy compression efficiency. But just such a silver bullet brought Qianye burning pain when it came into contact with his body, reminding him of his current situation in this way.

Qianye suddenly stepped on his military boots, turned his heel hard, and drove it deeply into the ground. Then he kicked the surrounding soil and flattened the small pit. Soon nothing could be seen.

Qianye stood quietly for a while, took one last look at the mountains and land here, picked up his backpack, wrapped himself in a cloak and pulled up the hood, and quietly left the mountainous area.

At this time, a province in the middle continent of the empire had just said goodbye to the rainy weather that lasted for several days. A gap opened in the cloudy afternoon sky, letting in sunlight.

The surface of the river is sparkling, and the wind iron on the colonnade hanging near the water makes a sound. It is shaped like a square with a single leg like a crane. It is the family emblem of the Gaoling Song family, the last of the four great lords of the empire.

The buildings in this area are all made of wood and stone, with high platforms, pavilions, cornices, and the glimmer of light reflected by the glazed tiles flowing, as if they are blending into the blue water. Everything is full of the nostalgic atmosphere of ancient times, which is completely different from the bluestone and metal architectural style of the main cities in the empire.

Retro style prevails in the upper echelons of the empire, and the huge resources they possess are enough to support the operation of these delicate, delicate and seemingly fragile facilities.

Inside the hanging platform facing the water is a large study room with not many furnishings. There is a desk under the long window. Song Zining was sitting upright, with a stack of documents in front of him that had been processed, leaving only the last insignificant Imperial Post newspaper.

It was impossible to tell from Song Zining's calm and gentle expression that the visitor he was waiting for was already five minutes late. In his schedule, the time for each task is measured in fifteen minutes, retaining the habit developed through training in Huangquan.

Song Zining looked at the newspaper in front of him, and finally opened it with a little boredom. In the past, he would never waste time reading something like this that almost everyone has one share.

A name jumped into view, Lin Qianye.

Song Zining paused for a few seconds and turned back to the home page. The paper made a soft squeaking sound. There is a text message in an inconspicuous corner. The Red Scorpion Legion failed in its mission and lost one-third of its Red Scorpion-level warriors. On the inside page was a list of those killed in battle, with Lin Qianye's name clearly listed on it.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the servant outside announced the guest's name in a low voice.

Song Zijing quietly closed the newspaper and placed it on the pile of documents that had been processed. Then he stood up and showed a smile with impeccable etiquette to the visiting lady.

In the Broken Wings Angel headquarters, Wei Potian was lying on his dormitory bed, sleeping soundly. The intensive training in the past seven days had exhausted him. But the hard work is worthwhile. He successfully stood out from the newbies this year and qualified to compete in the military competition for the Broken Wing Angels.

As for the second letter he sent before the closed training, it is quietly sitting in the return box of the Red Scorpion headquarters. This letter, which has no recipient, will be sent out together with the next batch of official documents. After crossing three continents, it was returned to the sender.

One day later, in a remote corner of Qinlu, a group of imperial soldiers found the crashed airship and the place where Qianye woke up.

The officer leading the team had sharp eyes, and his weather-beaten face was full of perseverance. He carefully surveyed the scene and said an hour later: "He is still rational. This is not a blood slave, but a new vampire. But now he has lost track of him."

"A new vampire is no big deal, right?" another officer said.

"That's right. Please report this, our mission ends here. That airship belongs to the military, and I don't want to get involved in the military's affairs."

Other officers agreed. The Imperial Military is an extremely huge war beast, with numerous factions and intricate relationships among them. The local garrison and the regular army are completely two systems. Many regular legions often like to recruit local garrison troops to serve as cannon fodder when fighting. Therefore, the relationship between the two parties is not incompatible, but it is not much better.

A crashed lifeboat, a fledgling vampire, placed in the vast sea of ​​​​the Empire, is not even a small bubble, and no one is too lazy to spend time on this matter. So with a tacit understanding, this little thing disappeared in the empire's huge bureaucracy.

A few days later, a lonely figure appeared in the area bordering the empire and the dark race. He looked ahead and saw a small town appearing on the horizon in the distance. There was actually an old, but quite huge, airship parked beside the town.

This person was none other than Qianye. He judged at first glance that this aerostat was an interstellar aerostat capable of traveling between continents.

It seems right, it is here.

The town is not marked on maps, and there is no information about it in any official information from the Empire. But it is real. This is the gray area, the boundary between night and dawn.

In this town, the dark race and the human race can coexist, provided they have money and enough power to protect themselves.

Qianye strode towards the town, when a **** man blocked his way at the entrance of the town.

"Little guy, what are you doing here?"

Qianye glanced at Fatty. This fat guy guarding the gate actually has a level three level!

Qianye felt a chill in his heart, re-evaluated this place, and then said, "I'm here to find Hui Yu."

"Hui Yu? That's our leader! What do you want from him?" The fat man became a little more serious.

"I need a ferry ticket."

"Where to go?"

"Eternal Night Continent."

"Aha!" The fat man screamed and said, "Those who want to go there are all crazy! Didn't you commit something big? Well, you don't need to answer my question, I'm just curious. That’s it. Boss Huiyu said that he should be polite to those who want to go to the Evernight Continent. But, is there anyone who is really willing to spend such an expensive ticket to sneak into that **** place?”

The fat man was trembling while moving his huge body and walked towards the town. Qianye followed him silently into the town.

Half a day later, the huge and old aerostat took off with difficulty, and it took a whole day to leave the land and enter the void. Qianye sat by the porthole, looking through the cloudy glass at the Empire Continent that was gradually receding. A few days later, a new continent appeared in the porthole.

That was the Evernight Continent, where Qianye grew up.

Eternal Night, this abandoned land, is full of creatures that have been completely forgotten by fate.

Qianye chose it as his habitat. He will continue to fight against fate here. He may be able to suppress the erosion of the blood of darkness, or he may be eventually swallowed by the blood of darkness. No matter which ending, the Eternal Night Continent will be the final stage.

Eternal Night Continent is indeed a hellish place, but now it is the only place that can accommodate a blood slave who retains his sanity.

The world below the airship is still dark and dark. Just like Qianye's mood at this time, he can no longer choose dawn, but he also doesn't want to fall into eternal night. He can only perch and crawl in the gray between eternal night and dawn, waiting for the judgment of fate.

End of Volume 1

The title of the next volume is Flowers Blooming on the Other Side