Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 53: First Drop of Source Blood

In the golden light, the giant beast roared, the whole hall was filled with crackling rubs, the top of the hole was like rain, even the walls of the hole were cracked, some passages were blocked, and new gaps appeared in the movement of the broken wall.

The already comatose night eyes also fell out of the cave walls, cluelessly hitting the golden light waves and flying back out. Thousands of nights were astonished and used up their last moments to rush past them, grabbing her before their eyes fell on the broken stone pillars, and then both fell to the ground together.

Lie on your back facing the sky for a thousand nights, like a fish away from the water, breathing heavily. It's like fire in your lungs, and the air you inhale is burning. He was blurred at the moment, his body seemed to be separated from his consciousness, he could not even feel his limbs anywhere, let alone move.

Moving mountains in the cave hall finally passed, and the giant beast lying in the rocks completely lost all signs of life, even the tough body seemed dry.

Almost no force was found in the body at this moment of the thousand nights, and all the force and blood was drawn clean by the original gun. The original gun was more powerful than the one from the Black Forest, but the demand for blood gas from the Force was even more frightening when it was launched. With the power of a thousand nights at this moment, it is also almost instantaneously drained.

Yet it was at the most dangerous time that the will of the giant beast was never as clear as it is now, and it was pounding beyond the existence of an entire continent, leaning down like a void and pressing down on a thousand nights. In front of the will of the giant beast, the will of the individual is so small that it resembles a grain of dust that it is towed back to that vast area. Once integrated, there will no longer be a life called Thousand Nights.

At this moment, the mood of the thousand nights was extraordinarily peaceful, and the emotions of love, hate and hatred were far away. He looked up to that extraordinarily different world in the void, as if there was a clear understanding flowing from his mind. The significance of survival, the significance of power, the significance of a beam of light gained in the dark in the past.

As the void that devours everything becomes dark and dark, those faint lights are the only ones that remain, and even warmth can be felt at night. It turns out that his life began with misery and injustice, but he also got so much precious in hardship.

You want to live for what you already have, and you want power to stop losing it.

At this moment, the Book of Darkness slowly emerged and opened itself, exuded a ray of force from the pages, not only the dark force, but also the force of dawn. The forces of the two extreme attributes split apart from each other and miraculously settled in peace, as in the moment before dawn, dawn opened its eyes in the night.

The Book of Darkness emits deep and distant fluctuations, isolating the will of the Vacant Beast and protecting the consciousness of a thousand nights like a candle in the wind.

The body of a thousand nights is like a long dry field, greedily fetching all the rain. Soon the blood nucleus rebounded, sending several strands of burning gold blood, and a shallow wave of soldier slaughter was running through the earth, restoring mobility at night.

The cave was silent and he turned his head vigorously at night, his eyes lying bent in his arms and still in a coma. In the crisis, she fell after a thousand nights in her arms, and now she can't see her face, she can only feel her breathing, heartbeat and body ups and downs, and she is still alive.

Sit up slowly for a thousand nights and be careful not to expose your eyes to too much turbulence. He moved a few times, found a perfectly intact hole wall, his back leaned up and supported his tired body, which lowered his head to look at the night-eye situation.

Even in a coma, her eyebrows remained tightly locked together, apparently suffering. The breath disturbance of the night eyes and the undried blood marks on the corners of the eyes make you look extraordinarily astonished on pale and somewhat bright skin.

Reaching out at night, she gently wiped a little blood stain from the corner of her eye with her fingertips. Blood is still red, even a little warm. The area where the fingertips were rubbed revealed snow-white skin with no scars. So this blood, it's coming out of her eyes.

Thousands of nights his hands trembled slightly, suddenly a little weak, afraid to continue to examine the wounds in her eyes, he was afraid to see those wounds. Even if Yellow Springs Red Scorpion walked all the way through the night, he hardly ever spent a day in a war, and he had seen a lot of bloody scenes, but this is still a thousand nights of fear.

She paused for a moment and turned her hand down for a thousand nights, looking at her body. Night vision reveals the physical condition of the eyes. She had several broken ribs, which had been hit by a giant beast into the wall of the hole. There are also bruises and bruises, and shallow cuts, which may be old wounds that were previously pursued, as well as being affected by the original guns.

These are minor injuries, even broken ribs and visceral damage, which can take up to a few days of rest for the strong resilience of the blood clan. Yet the worst injury to the night eye is in the eye and in the nucleus.

Her blood nucleus is very unstable and suddenly slows down. At night, she feels an unusually intense vibrancy in the blood nucleus area. In real view, the surface of the blood nucleus is constantly exuding brightly coloured blood silk.

This is not a good thing, but the blood nucleus has been severely damaged and the source blood in it can no longer be locked away. Combined with the injuries to her eyes, it was apparent that her night vision had met a very powerful enemy not long ago, resulting in a reversal of pupil surgery.

When he met Zhao Jundu in Silent Fire Plains, he encountered a similar situation. However, Zhao Jundu deliberately set aside his hand at that time and did not react openly, so he was not injured.

But the night vision is different, seeing that her current situation has been damaged fundamentally. If she is not treated in a timely manner, not only will her eyes be permanently injured, she will lose her pupil skills and even die slowly due to damage to her blood nucleus.

The hands were cold as if they were soaked in ice water, the movement was a little stiff, and the clothes of the night eyes were slowly taken care of. He took out the source blood from Viscount Pass, pryed open his night-eye mouth and dripped the source blood into it. As the source of blood entered the throat, the face of the night eyes immediately became a little bloody, and the locked eyebrows were also slightly relaxed, making it look less painful.

Hope arose in the heart of a thousand nights, placing her hands on her chest, and she could sense that the strand of blood was infiltrating her veins, opening her birth machine, and trying to mobilize the body's original restorative capacity.

However, it was like a glass of water poured into the Great Lakes, and although it provoked a small ripple, it was soon submerged. The traumatized nucleus is still pulsating hard, with colorful blood spills every time, while taking a breath of life.

Thousands of nights were strong and calm, searched in the mysterious space of Andoria for a while, found more than ten large and small blood crystals, and took them all out and crushed them one by one. The stored strand of blood gas constantly entered the body of the night eye, but even the source blood could not fundamentally reverse the wound. What use is the section of blood crystals?

Feeling powerless for a thousand nights, he lay low and buried his face in the soft hair of his night eyes. If the source blood is useless, then the only thing that works for the injured blood family is the blood pool. But in the bones of this giant beast that stretches through the mountains, how long does it take to get out, let alone the vast heavens and the earth outside, and how do we get back to eternal night?

Anxious, he looked up and saw the corpse of a giant beast lying in a mess stone. He carefully removed his eyes from his knee, then pulled out the blood sucking blade and walked over, stabbed him with a knife and felt the blood rushing into his body.

Although the original gun wiped out most of the giant beast's force, the remaining semen was still quite rich, absorbing the warmth and fullness of power and soothing the restless mind for a thousand nights.

He did not run the episode, leaving it to dark gold and purple blood to devour exogenous blood in the most primitive way, and suddenly there was an idea rising from the depths of consciousness, which was not his memory, but so real.

At night, instinctively, he grabbed the pieces and pulled them out of his consciousness, and it was like opening a valve, and the bloody flood almost flushed him down. When the Thousand Nights return to God, there is so much more in consciousness that it may be called inherited knowledge.

Thousands of nights at this moment, the mind is a mess, no one needs to explain, he clearly knows that this comes from the memory of all the blood tribes that were seen in the consciousness during the Great Wars, the long river of blood flowing in the floods of time. Although it may be only a tiny fraction, it also includes knowledge of the power, inheritance, intellect, etc., of the blood family.

Suddenly a silky fragrance came along and woke up a thousand nights in the middle of nowhere. He quickly turned around and saw his eyes flutter and flutter in his chest. The smell burst out of his mouth and nose gradually burned, and the scent was coming out of her breath.

This is not a good thing, and obviously her injuries are worsening so fast that she is about to fall asleep.

When the eyes are awake, they can also consciously control the wound, but after a prolonged deep coma, the self-healing balance is broken, and all the suppressed dark wounds erupt. So the body started sleeping to protect itself. This is a natural way for the blood to heal the wounds, but without external help, this sleep could turn into a hundred years or even a thousand years.

She walked to her eyes for a thousand nights, kneeling on one knee, and picked up her hand, which she was powerless to fall beside. Hands crossed, same pale, same cold. Night vision injuries are so severe that it has become difficult to wake her up, and once awakened, the injuries may deteriorate completely. And the best healing force, in addition to the blood pool, is the source blood, which comes from a higher rank, stronger blood family.

There's probably the most suitable blood family in the room, which is the Thousand Nights Herself.

Thousands of nights stare at the perfect face of the night eyes, the eyes become firmer and firmer, for the first time in a state of complete sobriety, bloody glow, pupils as if they were the finest ruby, crystal clear and pure without any impurities.

His blood nucleus beats low and vigorously, every memory seemingly falling into the heart of the world, and the entire cave lobby trembles slightly again and swallows. A drop of sourced blood slowly condenses in the center of the nucleus, vibrant, vibrant, and vibrant, with a golden grain floating in the center.

This is the source blood of the thousand nights, the first drop of source blood.

Knowledge from the long river of blood, though vast, is an intermittent fragment. Thousands of nights get the method of condensing the source of blood, but do not know how to take it out. But it doesn't matter, anything has a primitive approach.

He reached out and touched the cheeks of his night eyes, then untied his clothes, removed his inner armor, and revealed his muscularly lined chest.

He pulled out a knife and stabbed himself in the chest!