Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

The Dragon Boat of the Qinglan.

Fighting in distant battlefields remains intense, but the focus of the night currents is not here.

He looked back.

In the sky, the Infinity Palace stands in the air, like a royal driver, with supremacy.

That's where the night currents are.

But like the core area of the Yongdai Palace, the Infinity Palace is not an easy place for observers to go.

Fortunately, the night currents are not going to pass like this.

He just waited quietly and waited for the opportunity to arrive.

While wars are divided between the front and the rear, the boundaries are often less clear.

Energy fluctuations are everywhere in the sky, and from time to time a wave of attack can break out, and the rest of the waves alone can make the sky tremble. Meteorological battle arrays also can't stop all the fluctuations, waves coming from the front line, shocking the dragon boat up and down the rear, as if it were a fleet struggling in the ocean.

From time to time, injured monks return from the front line to rest and heal their wounds, and when they recover, rush back to the front line.

There are also flying cars in the sky that specialize in transporting all kinds of equipment.

The crowd travels back and forth from the convoy to outline a huge and complex line of defense in the rear, and the night currents look at these in the eye and keep them in mind.

Observers nominally observe war as a route to securing military action, but in practice one is concerned with the opponent's backup, looking for weaknesses in the target, confidentiality, etc.

Whether people or Yu people, with all kinds of energy equipment, they have a strong need for backup defense. Therefore, they have their own logistics system, and mastering this system is tantamount to mastering some of the enemy's secrets.

Of course, none of this matters.

What matters is the Infinity Palace.

The night stream took another sneak peek at the distant palace.

The opportunity to wait has not yet arrived, which makes the night currents a bit burning, but the surface remains indifferent.

“Brother Nightlife.” Shao Xin walked over with a line of anxiety in his eyes.

The night stream gave him a calm look and a silent message to him: the opportunity would come, just wait patiently.

Seems to have accepted that meaning, and Xin has returned to calm.

Fighting in the sky is becoming more intense and deaths and injuries are becoming more severe, as can be seen from the change in the rear line of defense, with more and more wounded returning and longer periods of need for rest. Someone screams from time to time.

“Medicine, any more medicine? ”

“Get some people over there! ”

“Let the * * team out and block the west! ”

As battlefield intensity increases and casualties increase, people's emotions are becoming more disturbing.

All of a sudden, a huge fireball flew in.

Lights up in front of the night.

One of the monks on the dragon boat flew out and stabbed the fireball with a sword and it went out.

The night currents screamed a shame.

However, this also suggests that as intensity increases, there will be more missed attacks on the front line.

Surely, after this fireball, more and more attacks are coming from the front line.

Meteorological battle arrays appear to have suffered considerable losses and are shrinking defensive areas to ensure strength.

This is the root cause of the attack's ability to cross the front line.

And as Meteor Battles shrink their defensive surfaces, missed attacks only intensify further.

Opportunity will come.

The night slapped on the shoulder.

“Hey, you two, split up.” A monk of the people in charge of surveillance.

Shao Xin immediately said: “It's none of your business, I won't be separated from Brother Nightlife. ”

Observers are free to communicate with each other, and the monks of that race may have separated them out of their wary instincts. At this moment, they were stunned and could only grunt, muttering: “Two bitches with wings and no eggs. ”

“What did you say?” Don't be angry.

Or the Night Stream grabbed him: "Don't see this kind of person. ”

“Huh! I'm going to sue you, my lord!” Shao Xin shouted.

“Then sue.” It doesn't matter what the monks say: “The rules say, we certainly can't just do it to you. But to say a few words is not an attack. If you can't handle this, you'll die alive. ”

“You...” Don't be so hard to jump, there's nothing you can do about it.

The other side is right, it's impossible to do it to you, but if you're going to punch yourself in the mouth, take it.

In fact, Le Feng is in the Yu clan. If anything happens, he will also be ridiculed by the cold words of the Yu general. However, all that can come is a man of strong will, so nobody cares.

Only the Yu people were strange, a total of ten observers, and even sent a young boy.

At this point, a bright light suddenly appeared outside the sky and split into the dragon boat.

It was a thunderbolt, fierce and fierce, precisely splitting the dragon boat in half with one blow.

Well done!

He screamed in the middle of the night and grabbed Shaoxin and flew into the air, while wearing a protective light shield.

But his mask was so bright that he didn't wrap Shaoxin in it.

Thunderbolt fired, hit Shao Xin, Shao Xin's voice, was immediately severely injured. In fact, part of the trauma was caused by the lightning, but more lightning flashed through the night stream.

Shao Xin was quite traumatized, and the night currents screamed: “Help him! ”

Several ethnic brothers responsible for surveillance have flown in. These monks receive death orders, and no matter what happens, they must stay away from observers, monitor them, and protect them from anything. If an observer dies, it's all a diplomatic wave, and the Yu people will think it's the people who killed him.

So several surveillance monks were extremely nervous and flew over to look at the injuries, one of them had said: “He was badly injured. This is the destruction of the thunder, with powerful energy. Once in the body, it will continue to destroy the interior, easy to remove. ”

“Never let him die!” Another monk.

“Only the Patriarch can save him. ”

“Take him to the Patriarch now!” Night raves.

Several monks hesitated at the same time.

“What are you hesitating about? He's dying!” Night currents scream.

A monk finally nodded: “Take him to the Infinity Palace first. ”

“The feather clan was also injured.” Another human monk pointed to the night lane. Thunder struck Shao Xin, and it was also transmitted to him at night. He was also injured by a small amount of lightning, although not as hard as Shao Xin, but also quite troublesome.

“Take it with you. ”

Several ethnic monks have flown to the Infinity Palace with two feather observers.

Su Shen watched the battle at this time in front of the infinity palace platform and from time to time issued some orders.

Several people fell on the side of the Palace of the Infinity, a human monk was about to notify, suddenly listening to the night roar: “Shao Xin! Shao Xin!”

The monks of the people turned back stunned and saw that the Yu clan named Shaoxin had no breath.

One of the monks jumped over and watched until it was confirmed that the young man was indeed dead.

Shao Xin is dead!

The youngest, cutest and most adorable teenager of the ten Dumpling observers died.

But what's left of it is a lot of trouble.

Several ethnic monks changed color at the same time.

From their point of view, this is negligence.

He cried with Shaoxin's body in his arms at night, and Thunderbolt, who destroyed Thunderbolt, was still swimming on him, perhaps because of the excessive sadness, which further aggravated his injuries.

“Take him to the Lord!” A human monk shouted.

One is already dead. Never die again.

“Guard him!” Some ethnic monks remain awake.

In any case, this living feather cannot be allowed to sit in anything detrimental to the nation.

They held the night flowing to see Su Shen. All their attention was flowing at night. Only one ethnic monk was left guarding Shao Xin's body, but he was also looking east and west. He was worried. He didn't care about Shao Xin, so he didn't realize that under Shao Xin's body, a shadow was sneaking out quietly.

This shadow is like a living creature, creeping in the direction of the uterus.

It's not invisible, so if anyone notices it, it can still be seen.

But luckily, the battle was intense, the dark shadow was small, and every action was as shadowy as possible, so it was not easy to spot.

The shadow glided all the way through the lobby to the quiet thought hall where Su Shen was in the rear.

This is the most central part of the entire Infinity Palace, and all the secrecy about Infinity is here.

Including Su Shen's years of research into all kinds of know-how, searching for treasures from all over the world, and all kinds of cards, are almost hidden here.

Back then, Su Shen ransacked the demon emperor, ransacked the tyrants, ransacked the feathers, and ransacked the whole way. Now he also has to taste the feeling of being ransacked.

Yet the shadow is not interested in all of this.

He crossed the hall all the way to Su Shen's lab.

Because experiments often go wrong, there's really nothing good about them in the lab.

The shadow is only interested here.

The lab was empty at this time.

After entering the lab, the shadow looked around and stood up, but he was a little man less than a foot tall.

The dwarf glanced around and jumped in front of the test bench.

The shadow seemed familiar with everything on the experimental platform. It came straight to a location, precisely the location of Su Shengchang Station. After searching around, he picked up a special quilt and did a terrible thing.

He pulled his head off and threw it into the cup. The shadow's head turned into a few drops of black liquid and dissolved into the cup and disappeared.

Then the shadow grew another head, and his body became smaller. He looked around again and came to a specially made tablet and sent a piece of his body into the tablet.

After three consecutive placements, the shadow was so small that it was only as big as a walnut.

Then the shadow began to sneak back, looking like it was going back to the teenager.

At this point, a voice sounds:

“Poison of the Phage… So that's how it is. So your aim is not to steal treasures and knowledge of the infinite, but to assassinate me. Well, yes, if the core of Sky City is Sark, then the core of the people is me. Killing me is the best way to win, which makes more sense than acquiring any intellectual treasure. ”