Monarch of Evernight

Twilight Continent, Thousand Nights, Night Eyes and Howard Flying on the Floor, Full Speed.

Suddenly Howard muttered, "Although not my first castle, I built it myself. When it first came to fruition, there was no empire yet. I didn't expect to live in a place for more than a thousand years, and it was so ruined.” He sighed.

The three of them had a little half-day of kung fu, and Howard gasped, and he looked at the sky and said, "My connection to the mark is even weaker. Are you sure you want to take this worthless old thing with you? ”

"“ There is only one Gospel of darkness, "said Night Eye. With you, the Byrnes will not perish. ”

Howard gasped, "Well, you convinced me. ”

For any ancient clan, the original ancestral bloodline was the source of everything. A living ancestor, or king of descendants, is everything. The importance of the Dark Gospel alone has surpassed all other Byrnes. This is the criterion of blood tradition.

Thoughtful at night, seeing Howard a little behind, slowed down and reached out.

Howard obviously hesitated, but then laughed bitterly and muttered to himself: "Now that you're a useless old man, what do you want so much? ”

He stretched his hand and held his arm for a thousand nights, feeling just a big push, and the speed surged. And the night eyes in front also accelerate accordingly, such as the wind turbulence, passing through the mountain river. Howard only found out that the night vision and the thousand nights had been on the lookout, and he hadn't gone all the way.

“You… are too unlike the Duke.” He has nothing but exclamation.

At nightfall, the three finally arrived at Fort Fletcher and saw nothing but rubble.

This ancient castle is one of the two largest of the Movi clan on the Twilight continent, and its host, the Deputy Duke of Van Treff, has been steady and mediocre and has not awakened his ancestral bloodline in his lifetime. But he is usually gentle and helpful and has a pretty good reputation in the blood family.

King Qingzhi has been asleep for many years. In recent centuries, there has been little activity, and the overall strength of the Movi clan has also declined. Although there are no shortage of dukes in the clan, Fantriff, as the deputy duke alone, can preside over one of the most important ancient castles in the clan, a circumstantial testimony.

Howard's castle could last for many days under the siege of a congressional army, and could last longer, if the Lord of Maysfield did not appear. But Fritt Castle in front of him didn't have the scent of the Dark Lord, but it didn't seem to hold up for a day.

In the ruins of the ancient castle, occasional shadows flashed. They acted cautiously, but how to escape the eyes of the night and the eyes of the thousand nights.

“It's the devil, it looks like he's staying here, trying to capture the blood family that came to explore or contact him.” Night-eyed.

"Their camp is over there, the building that fell halfway down. I'll go.”

“Okay.”

The shadow of a thousand nights flashed and disappeared from place to place. A moment later, the building, which was missing the first half, was suddenly covered by a golden force field and the floor collapsed.

Within the realm, several demons struggled to take off, but fell as hard as they could after more than 10 metres. Between the turns, everything within the domain becomes worthless, and everything outside the domain is intact and divided like a knife.

Howard frowned and said, "What a great field! ”

The fierce force of dawn in the Thousand Nights realm, even he seemed a little dazzling, not to mention the demons in the realm. The dawn realm of the thousand nights is unparalleled for the weakening and killing of the dark race.

A moment later, the field closed for a thousand nights, made a gesture, and Night Eyes and Howard flew over.

There are dozens of demons everywhere in the ruins who can't get down. Two of the counts were still able to sit, but only the Marquis, headed by him, stood reluctantly. But looking at him shaking, I'm afraid it's just a push.

The eyes of all the demons watching the thousand nights were filled with fear, and as dark descendants, the dawn realm of hell was something they never wanted to experience again.

“Where is Deputy Duke Van Treff now?” When Howard opens his mouth, he hits the point.

The Marquis of the devil was just laughing, “How long do you think you're going to get away with this? What do you want from me? It's a delusion! ”

Howard couldn't help but smile, “Soon you'll see why they call me the Dark Gospel. ”

A moment later, a terrible scream rang through the sky.

“What do you say?” Howard stood still, motionless. And the marquis was paralyzed, twitching, and foaming in his mouth and nose.

When Howard's voice was heard, he shouted again and kept falling back, apparently in shock.

Howard waved his hands up and let the cold air fall, finally calming the Demonic Marquis down.

This time, the demon was no longer stubborn and said honestly: “Van Treff is not dead, at the last moment he… surrendered. He and the rest of the 300 people are now locked up at Marquis Ivar Castle, ready to be transferred to the Continent in two days' time. ”

“Eval, the last time I saw her, she was a child, and now she's a marquis? I didn't expect even she was a demon.” After sentiment, "Howard said," we've seen the war, and I think what we need to know more now is the cause of the war, and why so many people have surrendered to the demons. ”

"'Maybe they're just afraid,' said Thousand Nights. Just a short time ago, in Black Sun Valley, there were only three werewolves and bloodline marquises who surrendered. And in Lu Lu, there are more examples like this. ”

Howard shook his head, "The perennial species do fear death more, but not all of them do. Besides, your true identity on the battlefield still belongs to a third party, which is a delicate distinction, and surrender and redemption are in fact acquiesced in. And this is not the case with these traitors, and there are a few guys in there that I know better, who are quite opinionated and responsible, and who are not the kind of people who would give in if they were threatened. So I think there's another reason for that. We need to figure out exactly what it is that entices them to betray the queen and the community, to turn away from the bloodshed and to turn to the demons. ”

Nodded a thousand nights, thinking. As a perennial species, there are few things that can seduce them if they are not afraid of death. Either power or power. As for faith, it does not exist. For the blood tribe, the Blood River is the only faith. Even the Blood River can be abandoned. What other faith cannot be abandoned?

I heard Howard say that a thousand nights also felt that maybe the reason behind the scenes was the key. He regretted that he had killed Marquis Little Lynch too quickly to continue his questioning, when neither he nor Night Eyes realized that such betrayal could have been real and autonomous.

But without Little Lynch, there would still be Ivar. It's just that Fantrill has surrendered. Is it worth saving? Thousands of nights cast doubtful eyes on the night eyes.

Night vision thought for a moment and said: "Renault has no direct descendants, Fantrill is his sister's direct descendants, speaking of his closest relationship. Whatever he is, let's go see what happens first. It's not a good thing to be sent to the Demonic Continent. ”

“Good.” Nodded the head of the thousand nights.

Zhao's territory, the Phantom Gate, is the frontier between the rebels and the Dark Frontier.

At this moment, in this city of military heroes, the clouds of war abound.

At noon, Zhao's external void defense system discovered the presence of a Duke's Dark Race Fleet in the airspace in the direction of Hunan and Wubeihang provinces, where rebels were gathering opposite each other, some of them bearing the symbol of the Everlasting Parliament.

In terms of airspace security, the position of the fleet has not yet threatened the territory of the Empire, but the distance is already very close.

The present empire has entered a state of total preparedness, though secret, in fact, all the heads of households and generals above them are waiting. Lieutenant General Zhao Ruqin, the town sitter of the Phantom Gate, is naturally among them.

Zhao Ruqin is superior to defense and strategic judgment.

Although according to intelligence, the dark frontiers of the western continent were not very peaceful in the recent past, as if the Dark Race itself had some civil war, Zhao Ruqin had not set aside the appearance of the fleet and had personally boarded a warship to observe it at a distance from outer space.

As soon as he returns to the ground, send a scout to report the news to Zhao Valley.

Zhao Valve reacted extremely quickly in his own province. More than an hour later, a high-speed boat arrived in Zhao Jundu.

When Zhao Ruqin saw Zhao Jundu, he was surprised. He had previously heard that Zhao Jundu was injured in the Emperor, and did not know that he had returned to the mainland.

Zhao Ruqin hurriedly walked a few steps up to greet him. “Why did the Fourth Son come personally? Are you hurt so bad? ”

Zhao Jundu gave his first gift. "Beiyue Wang is in the main house. He feels an unknown oscillation in the western and foreign voids. Just as your information arrived, I came to see if it might have originated from this side. ”

“Unknown oscillation?” Zhao Ruqin stunned, Tianwang perception is not small, yet the source is unknown, for the soldier family, the most afraid of this ambiguity.

As Zhao Ruqin climbed the walls of the city to look at the corner tower, he looked to the nearest southernmost province of Hunan, and asked: "Have you notified the war zone? ”

Zhao Ruqin was about to answer. He saw two imperial regular army high-speed boats flying in the eastern sky. They didn't wait to land. The two men jumped out of the floating boat and flew directly to the city.

One of the young men with a face like Guanyu is Zhao Junhong, Deputy Handsome of the Western Lunar Region.

Now Zhao Ruqin doesn't have to explain either. Zhao Jundu and Zhao Junhong simply greeted each other and looked at each other. The other party also wore the uniform of the Imperial Regular Army, except for the different pattern on the seal, which was the emblem of the Northern Regiment.

Zhao Jundu felt that the man was familiar, but could not name him at the moment. Zhao Junhong had already quickly introduced himself beside him: “This is Admiral Lin Wu, now Governor of the Northern Regiment. ”