Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 569: Eye of the Storm

Since the Marquis is the heart of Medanzo and descendant of pureblood, Medanzo does not hide it, but openly says: "Only from Giulio can the whereabouts of the night vision be traced, and now that he is dead, at least for a short time he cannot find a way to lock the night vision. So you're going to find out who Giulio contacted before he died, and maybe there's an alternative medium in there. I will allow you to use all means! ”

“Night vision? The Princess of Monroe? But is she so important that she needs to make such a big move? ”

Medanzo hummed and said, "She's far more important than you can imagine, don't ask why, that's not what you should know. Let's get to work! ”

“Yes, Your Grace!” After the Marquis ceremony, he withdrew from the lobby and was disturbed. He was well aware that the order would provoke a great deal of wind, as long as those who were under Count Aiden were within the scope of the investigation.

The Marquis was also concerned that, if no clue had been found, Medanzo would have further expanded its coverage, which would have been more than just an internal matter for the bloodline. But it is the will of a dark lord, and it is extremely firm and unshakable.

Now there is only Medanzo left in the lobby, the realm of the King of Lightless is expanding, and the entire lobby is in the dark of rolling over.

For the Dark Lord, the death of a Marquis of Strength is no small thing, and it may be related to the transformation of some territories, but that is all. But Giulio was different. He was so special, especially at this moment.

Giulio, who has the ability to listen to fate and who was the first to discover the native bloodline of the Night's Eye Awakening, is a unique medium for searching for the whereabouts of the Night's Eye by secret methods. But now, as he dies, his eyes go into the mist.

If Giulio were immortal, Medanzo would have prepared to capture him secretly as soon as the battle was over, using all the secrets that might have worked against him to trace the whereabouts of Night's Eyes. With the power of Medanzo's second ancestors suppressed, Giulio could not even die until he had fulfilled his role as a medium.

Medanzo was unwilling to wait, and one name after another emerged from his heart and was denied. These are the famous prophetic masters of the entire eternal night world, but most of them were trapped on the imperial side before the Battle of the Sleep of the Beast, seriously injured and in need of a long rest and recuperation.

The remainder are mostly underequipped, while a few with the capacity have extraordinary status and are mostly of demonic origin, and even Medanzo is not able to force them.

The blood of the night pupils is too strong, she is a native species of a very pure Black Winged King, and Andiya has a connection in the underworld.

The most hateful thing is that Andoria, while missing for a long time and his mark in the Blood River is bleak, has not completely extinguished, which means that supposing the whereabouts of night eyes, etc. is like fighting the Black Wing King in isolation, where can the average person do it? It was Medanzo himself, and he didn't dare try it easily.

In the past, night vision was just a native species, and genius native species were just native species. But as Habs lit the seal of the crown of fire, and as the river of blood became active again, the significance of a native species that awakened the purest of two generations of primitive ancestral blood varied considerably, especially for Medanzo.

In the hall of no light, Medanzo whispered to himself: "I will find you wherever you flee. ”

The Imperial Army used this rare leisure time for days and nights to thoroughly refine the blood from the Earl of Demons and Giulio, and to continue reading the memory fragments of the bloody river in their leisure time. But the thousand nights still wonder why the Marquis of the blood family shot a drop of blood, until all the sperm blood was milled and purified, and he didn't feel anything special.

When the sleep of the giant beast on the Continent of Everlasting Night is temporarily calm, somewhere in the void is not so calm.

The so-called void is not empty and, in addition to floating continents and stars, there is a wide variety of impurities and energies that travel in a regular and irregular manner.

Situated between the upper and middle continents, for example, there is a void storm thousands of square kilometres in size, spinning at high speeds like a funnel. The violent energy trajectory has become substantial, with snake-shaped lightning pulling out long strong lights from time to time, as if space were ripped, closed, and re-ripped in the blink of an eye.

Compared to this horrible giant, the void of a person standing outside the vortex is as tiny as dust, as if the next moment would be crushed into powder by scattered thunderstorms.

Habs has been standing here for an unknown amount of time, and he is still like that, dressed in his appearance to the atmosphere, with nothing but blood in his eyes, as if a long river was roaring. His gaze sees the inner core through the intense energy convection outside the storm.

In the eyes of the storm is a very calm space, suspended by a floating boat hundreds of metres long. The hull of the boat does not have any markings, but the exterior style and the spiky turret models indicate whether it is a Daqin Empire warship or the most advanced model that has never been dropped on the battlefield.

Hubbs slowly walked forward, tearing open a void storm of land blocks in front of him as if it were just a curtain that was easily passed through and did not provoke any movement.

After entering the eyes of the storm, he discovered that the calm space was stopped. That is, the fact that the storm of the void is spinning in place confirms Habs' assumption that whether it is artificially formed or naturally generated, it has been towed by the Empire. As for its use, of course, it affects the turbulent flow of the void, thus using the effects of transmission to disrupt nearby space.

Habs is not an expert in this area, and he doesn't quite understand the principles, but he knows that the Queen of the Night and the Blaze of Everlasting Fire and the Void Battlefield of Heavenly Ghosts are within tens of thousands of miles in this direction. Then the reason why the Allied Coalition for the Everlasting Night in the Sleep of the Beast was defeated should be here. Vacancy and turbulence blocked the transmission of information and prevented the Queen of the Night from returning in time.

After the storm convection, Habs did not continue to approach the Imperial Warship. There was a powerful consciousness on the floating boat that was scanning the space continuously, and Habs let the force fluctuate from his body and had no intention of concealing his movements at all.

The two Empire kings appear on the Continent of Everlasting Night, the other kings defend the homeland, and the most powerful scent of the floating boat belongs to a superior god general. But the stronger god is only the god, and as for the nasty gunfire on the warship, it's no different to Habs than a toy.

He stood in the void and waited quietly.

After a long time, a figure suddenly appeared hundreds of meters away, then slowly walked like a performer. The man had silver hair and a wide sleeve robe. When he approached the wind, he realized that most of the white hair was dull grey with no anger.

Hubbs suddenly said, "You can't blow yourself up and hurt me. The dark plain fire in your old wounds carries my source blood, and it contains enough power to counteract most of your Force's self-destruct. ”

Forgive me, but Lin Xitang's calm couldn't help but stop. "His Royal Highness seems to be late. The battle of the Beast's sleep has been settled, and this storm's eyes are useless. ”

“I'm not on the war list, I'm just here to test my guess," said Habs. ”

"The war is not over," said Lin Xitang. ”

Hubbs suddenly laughed, "So what, for me, is really going to be a very important war, not between Parliament and the Empire, but... jihad. ”

Lin Xitang frowned. The so-called Jihad was a civil war in the dark world. It is true that the Empire has recently received fragmented information that there seems to be some wave within the Dark Race, but that it has not yet risen to the level of civil war.

This situation is not always a good thing for the Empire, which, in general, takes advantage of the Dark Ethnic Civil War to rest and grow itself. But this time the empire has the potential to provoke enemies in the dark world with the necessary goals, quickly resolve internal contradictions, and then pour all repressed anger on the empire.

Lin Xitang said: "You said it was pointless. Perhaps the Empire and you are allied, but it will never be me. ”

Hubbs stall, “Marshal Lin, never say ever. Don't you ever wonder why the human form is closest to the devil and blood? You see, even ancient Holy Mountain races, werewolves and spider demons, have to have powerful powers to shape. And you, the races of a thousand or two centuries, were born with this supreme form. ”

Lin Xitang's eyes sink. This question is so obvious, both camps have long been raised, but to date no one has found a clue. None of the various speculations in the audience is slightly reliable. He blurted, “Is there an answer to that? ”

“There's no answer, but there's a coincidence," Hubbs said. ”He said it here and stopped saying it.

Lin Xitang understands what he means, and Habs will naturally not reveal the important information and inventory in his hands if he fails to form an alliance. He was silent for a while and said, "His Royal Highness is here today just to say that? ”

Habs suddenly turned around and looked behind him, and the fierce void storm barrier suddenly appeared an empty hole and a lightning bolt came out. It was a man treading on a leaf canoe, and the dao dao's flickering symbolic lines were dazzling.

Habs' figure disappeared from place, and the next moment a flaming bloody light appeared near the top of the storm's eye.

He shook his head and smiled. Though it was far away, the voice was still like in his ear, "Marshal Lin, you can use my little power of the dark wildfire against the magic of heaven. It is a genius in the genius, but this method consumes your vitality, that is, the power of the soul. And in a world of darkness, fixing the soul is not that easy. ”

Zhang Boqian, who had put away the ferry boat, had just walked to Lin Xitang's side and turned his head when he heard the rumor and stabbed Habs straight in the eye.

Hubbs bowed slightly, “Marshal Lin, nothing in the world is eternal, maybe one day we can face the common enemy together.” After that, the young Blood Prince lost his sight as silently as he did when he appeared.