Monarch of Evernight

On four mountain peaks with seats, there is one figure in each of the two seats. They're all projections, not here. But the projection here is the same as the main body. Previously, when Lilith was asleep, she also appeared as a projector to show her existence.

They existed on an equal footing with Lilith, but they all stood up at this moment, paying a small tribute to Lilith.

This move was not an obedience, but an expression of gratitude to Lilith for waking up from her long sleep and blocking the Heavenly Ghost. With more than a dozen pieces of ancient essence on the side of the Everlasting Night camp, over time, this means nearly ten more Duke fighters, or the same number of strategic weapons.

When Lilith sat down, and a moment later, the senators sat down, and this session of the council began forever.

Four of the seven mountain peaks with seats correspond to the four main races of blood, demons, spider demons and werewolves, the dark race of today. But now the seats of the werewolves are empty, not in the absence of the werewolves, but in the absence of the kings of the Lycan clan who are now able to live with Lilith and others.

Begin the meeting.

First of all, the endless vortex left behind by the Great Battlefield has been named “Sleep of the Beast”. After a few days of exploration, it is basically certain that it is the second burial place of the Vacant Beast, passing through “Rainbow Flow" is endless stone forest canyon, not yet known where it leads.

The second message concerned Imperial Marshal Lin Xitang, who made assumptions about the “Sleep of the Beast" between him and Yongnight Parliamentary Prophecy Master Weber, and neither of them gained anything. However, the Knesset received a top secret message that Lin Xitang had secretly departed that evening and returned to the Empire, reportedly with the recurrence of old injuries.

The news immediately aroused enthusiasm. Many people thought that Lin Xitang had acted fraudulently. The Imperial Party must have discovered something.

Subsequent intelligence from inside Daqin also seems to support this view. The whereabouts of Lin Xitang are unknown, but the emperor has made unusual movements. First, one hundred and eight celestial artists supported by the empire were summoned to enter Didu, and then the Near Guard searched extensively for death row fighters of all races from the surrounding provinces.

This is said to be a prelude to the triennial ceremony of the Empire, but at first glance one can see that distinction is the prelude to the premiere of the Blood Festival of the highest specification.

After intense discussions, the Everlasting Night Council decided to allow Master Webb to continue his prophecy, while simultaneously recruiting a number of powerful speculators from all ethnic groups to speculate on the Sleep of the Beast. Meanwhile, the Yongnight Parliament finally resolved to break the current state of temporary armistice by sending heavy troops to gain "Sleep of the Beast” and control of the surrounding area and to drive away the powerful of the Empire.

The Queen of the Night is high on the throne, and her eyes are infinitely bloody, like a sea of blood, endless. She was just silent, and every big thing the legislators discussed below that shook the dark world, and possibly another full-scale war, was just a trivial little thing for her, not even worth mentioning.

Until the senators started discussing the distribution of ancient debris essences, Lilith suddenly said, "I need two more. ”

The Queen of the Night opened her mouth and instantly silenced the entire Parliament Hall. The Speaker rose to pay tribute to the Queen of the Night and replied, "I do as you say. ”

Speak up, he waved and removed the two pieces of ancient essence directly from the discussion list, pretending that they did not exist at all, and then continued to distribute the remaining pieces among the communities.

Each piece of ancient essence implies the birth of a Duke strong man, a power sufficient to create a moderate-sized clan that even giants cannot ignore such enormous interests. Discussions are intensifying and transactions are becoming more frequent both on and off the counter.

Lilith turned a blind eye to it, and her will had already crossed far away into a castle of ancient blood, deep in the darkness of the Continent of Everlasting Night.

Hubbs sits in a large chair facing the everlasting night out of the floor window. He stood gracefully in a slight motion and bowed to a corner of the room, “Welcome, Your Highness. ”

A black-haired woman condensed out of the void, and she lifted her hand, representing an equal gift. Although Lilith appeared here only as a projection, it seemed as if some sort of ritual had been accomplished and the successors were recognized and accepted by two generations of ancestors.

The meeting was very brief and, of course, with the power of both of them, there was nothing to detect even a tiny bit of relevant information.

When Countess Waggley knocked on the study door, Habs was still sitting there looking at the land for a thousand miles, as if that noble visitor had never appeared before. He did not turn back, and the Countess walked behind the young prince with a smile, her skirt rubbing silk and ears and a pair of white arms wrapped around Habs' shoulder.

Countess Wagerley has long, golden brown hair with the most pure emerald-like eyes, and she is a famous beauty throughout the bloodline.

“My dear lord, have you finally decided to return to Twilight tomorrow? That's wonderful. The country is boring and boring forever!” The Countess's voice is as vibrant as her personality and crisp as a nightingale in the wind forest.

Habs did not reject her intimacy, but asked, "What's new? ”

“The Evening Parliament is holding a plenary session, and I happen to know one of them.” Speaking of which, Countess Wagley said with some regret: "Your Highness, if you return to the Upper Continent two days earlier, you may still make it to the meeting, this time your seat will rise to the inner circle!” The Countess' eyes sparkle like she sees delicious blood and beautiful jewelry.

In the inner circle of the Everlasting Parliament, almost every dark race looks up to, and that is the seat of the Speaker and the giants. Each of them has more than the power of a prince, that is to say, the true decision-making core of parliament, and every word, every gesture, every decision they make will be a big wave in the world forever and ever.

And Crowned Prince Hubbs has naturally taken a seat that belongs to him. This not only improves the status of the Spikes, but has an important impact on the voice of the entire bloodline in the dark world.

Hubbs responded very bluntly, saying, "Topic? Besides the Great Ghost Wars, what else could there be? ”

“With regard to the prophecy of the Sleep of the Beast, both the Parliamentary Master Weber and the Imperial Marshal failed. Lin Xitang was also said to have had to return to the Empire due to the recurrence of his old wounds.” Countess Wagley smiled in disguise, "Everyone is wondering if this is true, or if the people are plotting something, whether the resolution of Parliament is a war or a continuation of the truce? ”

At that time, the studio door was knocked again, and a skilful Earl Gardner came in, a close servant of Hubbs for the last hundred years, whose title, though not high, was handled with great care and was therefore reused.

As soon as he entered the door, he said to Habs: "The news is true, Marshal Lin Xitang did return to the Empire. He did not go to the Northern Regiment, but to Didu. ”

Habs laughed unexpectedly, “The Demons are proud of their prophecy, they will never be willing to be compared by a human being, and those old men in Congress will eventually decide to deduce the secret of the Beast's sleep with all their might, won't they? ”

Countess Wagley blinked in confusion, and Habs' attitude was too undisguised to ignore the joy of the disaster. She asked curiously, "My lord, do you think this is an empire plot? In order for Parliament to drain the power of prophecy for nothing? ”

Her delicate white arms kept rubbing Habs' chest and shoulders, as the young prince suddenly revealed a profound smile and held Countess Wagley's hand down. In such a simple move, the Countess suddenly became completely immobile and her beautiful eyes revealed confusion and fear, yet at this moment she was deprived of her ability to speak.

"How did I divulge my promotion to the Prince? ”

Countess Wagley's eyes suddenly exploded with extreme fear, and she wanted to turn her eyes to the one behind her, Count Gardner, who could not move her head in pieces. Habs was actually promoted to Prince before the Iron Curtain Blood War, but he hid it, and only two of his closest associates knew that one was his mistress, Countess Wagley, and the other was his close servant, Count Leonard.

Habs had no intention of giving her a chance to argue or explain, "Don't look at Leonard, he's my descendant. ”

The Countess was at last utterly desperate, and everyone knew that Habs had only descendants of pureblood and did not possess descendants of origin. That's because it takes at least eighty to a hundred years for a drop of Duchess blood to coagulate, and Habs is very young and in the power boost phase, and everyone understands why he didn't waste his blood making descendants.

Who knew that his power had reached such a terrible point that he had a descendant who was about to touch the Marquis threshold and could become a crowned prince before midlife.

The Countess's soft body crawled onto Hubbs' legs, as she had done countless times in the past, yet at the moment there was a ray of blood suspended in the air, while countless lines of blood were drawn from her back and pumped into the blood rays. And her jade eyes are already full of fear and madness.

The slowest and cruellest death penalty for the blood of the blood of the blood of the whole body was drawn alive.

Leonard asked, "Does she work for parliament? ”

Hubbs didn't care much: “It should be that she was handled and could not read more from her memories, but it doesn't matter, the old rivals of our Holy Blood clan are just a few. ”

“But you have to coronate ahead of time...”

“The timing was actually perfect, but just as His Majesty Lilith woke up from her sleep, I was qualified to talk to her.” Hubbs smiled, "Actually, I should also thank Parliament. I would not have had this opportunity had it not been for the huge price they have paid. ”

Leonard opened the folder in his hand, "You ordered a re-investigation into the Lost Paradise 3 lab. ”

"You keep an eye on this," said Habs. ”He paused," he reacted incorrectly when I mentioned it to Marshal Lin Xitang. Perhaps we were all fooled and vandalized by the hands of the Empire. In other words, those things that we hide in the lab where Parliament belongs have been detected. ”

Leonard's divine colour stirred up in an instant and nodded solemnly.

Hubbs stood up, and Countess Ren Wagley slipped on the floor with a completely lifeless body, and the blood in the sky had condensed into a fist-sized ruby-like blood crystal, the whole essence of an Earl blood family. He waved his hand and the blood crystal fell into Leonard's hands.

“If Marshal Lin knew that when he cleaned the battlefield, he didn't actually find all the bodies of his son, what would he look like?” At the end of World War I in the town, Habs himself went to see it, and he remembered clearly that the nameplate belonging to Lin Qiannight was hung on the hands of a teenager with only half his hand remaining.

On the fierce battlefield, many fighters did not recover their entire remains, imperial soldiers had identity plates and it was difficult to destroy the raw water fires completely. It is customary for the Empire to ask each other to return these nameplates when the war is over, regardless of victory or defeat, in order to bury its own deceased fighters.

Despite the complexity of the race that was nurtured by the Dark Race a thousand years ago, as the Empire grew, it learned to respect some of its traditions.