Monarch of Evernight

Over the castle, the atmosphere of cold killing is everywhere, and many of the blood families in the castle take to the streets, looking up to the highest part of the castle. Their eyes are creepy and complex. Many of the warriors had laid down their swords, while the strong had a pale face and a weaker breath than usual.

From the top of the castle, deep sea pressures continue to emanate, and layers of blood wash through the castle like a tide. The atmosphere of the ancient blood family in the majesty makes every blood family not chill, which originates from the deep fear of the blood, making the blood nucleus of the weaker title-strong as ice seal, can not condense blood.

That pressure clearly shows the sovereignty of the bloodline. In the lineage tradition, the closer we are to the source of the bloodshed, the more natural justice and rights we have. As a result, most of the bloodlines in the castle lost their ability and willingness to resist. In their notion of deep blood, rebellion against such superiors is in itself a betrayal.

On the top floor of the ancient castle, suddenly a fierce bloodbath broke through the pressure that surrounded the entire castle. Then an icy and delightful voice rang out to the heavens: "Nobody will ever let Ivar succumb! ”

Deep in the underworld void, there seemed to be a thunderbolt, and the long river of blood slowly emerged, officially responding to her call. Though the wave of the river was short and vague, being able to respond to the call meant that the caller was given the blood of the river.

On the top floor of the castle, Ivar laughed loudly, the blood festivities climbed, the colors grew deeper and deeper, and eventually a little golden.

“See? The Blood River is answering me! Now I'm also the Duke, don't you dawn polluted guys know your original sins? ”

She laughed, growled, and stood up with a long knife with night eyes.

Howard, the dark gospel next to him, sighed, “Another genius who can call the Blood River, what a shame. ”

Night eyes dreamed with a long knife and the blade rested on Ivar's shoulder, placing her on her knees with a slight depiction. But now, perhaps unwillingly, perhaps because of humiliation, Ivar's desperate outbreak broke into the ranks of Vice Duke and even provoked a bloody response.

It was a feat that even Howard had exclaimed, and the Dark Gospel had been active in recent centuries, naturally knowing how far blood had gone, and how difficult and difficult it had become to call it.

Ironically, the blood genius who can summon the Blood River has betrayed the Blood Clan and appears to have fallen to the Imperial Emperor.

The Blood River has always been the supreme faith of all blood tribes and the only justice. So Howard feels a little embarrassed. What could the Demon King possibly offer more important than faith?

Yet the night eyes and the look of the thousand nights were apathetic, and there was no surprise or other emotion at all. On the contrary, there was some doubt in the look of the thousand nights.

When Ivar was about to stand upright, his eyes stretched out to cover his mouth, beating a grudge, then his wrist slightly hardened, listening only to a thump, and Ivar was heavily pressed back into place.

“Is it hard to call Blood River? Thousand Nights, when did you get the Blood River heir? ”

Thousand nights I thought, "It's like a Viscount, isn't it? ”

“Viscount?” Howard's microscopic face. In recent years, the number of bloodstream surges has been one of the rarest. At the age of thousands of nights, does this not mean that nearly half of the bloodstream surge was caused by him alone?

At this moment, a light golden blood fire burns around the body for thousands of nights, and the layer of pressure continues to gush, suppressing the entire blood family of the ancient castle with blood forces.

Seeing the breakthrough of Ivar's imminent battle, a blood gas rushed straight into the sky, saying nothing, humming a thousand nights, the blood fire turned from gold to dark gold, the path was deep and the ancient smell of the far-flung world, instantly extinguished Ivar's slightly golden blood, and the entire castle became silent again.

Eval's pale face and slightly trembling body made her even more unacceptable that, even as a deputy duke, she had a deep bloodline fear of the thousand nights, which was even strong enough to stall her blood nucleus.

It also means that the blood of the thousand nights is far above her, and that the relationship between the two is between the true superior and the inferior.

That fact, arrogant and arrogant, she couldn't even face it.

“See, our blood never lacks genius, not least a genius who betrays or infuses water.” Night-eye dreams turned upside down and pressed gently down. Eval's face suddenly appeared frightened, and the blood layer dropped, eventually to silence.

Night Eyes said to do it, Howard tried to stop it, it was too late. He sighed, "We should ask in detail why she betrayed us. It would be a shame to kill him like this. ”

“We have always valued descent, and as long as we have enough talent, we seem to be able to do whatever it takes, and whatever mistakes we make will be forgiven. That's what this Ivar is. Unfortunately, she was wrong, and I would not forgive betrayal. And the future of the bloodline doesn't need her, and a thousand nights is enough. ”

Howard snorted and glanced at the dark bloody fire around him for a thousand nights. "You're right. ”

The slaughter of Ivar, especially the thousands of nights directly crushed with the power of the gifted blood veins, left the entire blood clan in the ancient castle unwilling, surrendering, and the people of the original imprisoned King of the Blue were released.

In the castle's former living room belonging to Ivar, Fanterel was finally seen at night, but he could not connect the fat, white dough dough guy in front of him with the Deputy Duke of the Blood.

Fantrill's breath was weak and there were no injuries, let alone signs of torture. Ivar is a respectful traditional lineage, and even a subordinate prisoner has given Fantrill enough respect and treatment.

But just because there were no injuries, Fantrill's blood was so weak, it was impossible to say. Thousand Nights felt that the Marquis of Glory he had encountered in the past was much stronger than him. If it had not been for the perception that his blood nucleus was indeed the Deputy Duke, Thousand Nights would have even questioned whether the man standing in front of him had reached the Marquis of Strength.

Fantrill smiled and his eyes jumped as he accidentally swept across the field.

Position, center of the thousand nights, eyes beside, dark gospel Howard on the other side. This bit makes Van Trier feel unreal.

Naturally, he knew Howard, and he recognized Thousand Nights when he entered the house. After all, he was only a Deputy Duke, but because of his special position, he was among the biggest people who could smell secrets.

Fantrill laughed a little, and went one step further: “I have seen His Highnesses. ”

Thousand Nights just said, "Duke of Fantrill...”

“Just call me Fan Fan," said Fan Trier. ”

At a thousand nights' pause, the breath was blocked, and the rest of the words could not be said. He set his mind to it. “I'm afraid it's a little bad..."

Such nicknames are commonly used by elders in descendants of descendants of descent and are often used against descendants of immediate descent who have long been associated with them.

The blood clan has almost irresistible control over the immediate descendants as well as blood ties, which is completely different from the race. Consequently, the relationship between descendants of blood and immediate descent is often much closer than between fathers and sons of people. So Van Trier's proposal really gave me goosebumps all night.

Thousands of nights are already ugly, but Fantrill seems to be blind, grinning: “What's wrong? Actually, it's perfect. You see, you are from His Majesty the Night Eyes... ah, no, His Majesty the Night Eyes is from you...”

At the bottom of the night, a rude word emerged, and it almost came out. He turned his head and looked at the night eyes, but after seeing her initially stunned, the corner of his eyebrows actually had a smile, and the colour of the instant made the whole room lit up quite a bit.

"The great Dark Gospel, His Highness Howard, is also your friend, and he is my elder. I worshipped His Highness since I was a child. In that case, you should call me Fan Fan. ”

“Duke of Fantrill, the question of designation should not be discussed. Let's get down to business.” Thousand nights had to interrupt him.

“Listen to what you're told.” Fantrill is respectful as a direct report.

Thousand Nights now finally understands why this guy surrendered. Now, it's hard to say if he's right or wrong, at least he kept most of the people, and he didn't suffer much.

“How many more ethnic groups do you have now? How much resources do you keep? ”

“There are still more than 300 members of the tribe, of whom there can be one hundred fighters and fifteen with strong titles. As for resources, my castle is gone, so is the blood pool and treasure trove. But I have two secret outposts out there, some of which I can dedicate. Not much, but always my heart, I hope you don't mind. ”

Don't you think this Fantrill thinks he wants the benefit? Thousands of nights are also lazy to explain, turning around and saying, "With these two treasury resources, and the resources here, should they be able to travel to the secrets of the neighborhood? ”

“Secrets? There's one nearby that I used to maintain. Or go there.” Van Trier Road.

Twilight is the stronghold of the blood clan. The world was not calm long ago. Of course, the accumulation of millennia is rich. The mysteries are everywhere. Many of the great mysteries were built before the rise of peoples as defensive positions and refuges during wartime.

In addition, many big characters build small secrets for themselves, such as places where the King of the Blue uses to transfer and hide the eyes of the Thousand Nights and Nights. Fantrill was afraid of dying and built a mystery for himself.

Thousand Nights said: "Okay, you take the people, and you bring the blood in this castle, and you wait for the news. ”

“Sure, I'll take care of all these betrayal guys. But how long do we have to wait over there? ”

"It won't be long," said Night Eye. "We'll arrange a floating boat to pick you up. ”

Night vision did not say what the final destination was, nor did Fantrill dare to ask, retreating and arranging for withdrawal and occupation. Upon Ivar's death, the highest of her people was only the Count, and it was more than enough to repress her in the ranks of Deputy Duke of Fantrill.

When Fantrill left, the thousand nights pointed to his place and said, "Is this really okay? ”

The Dark Gospel first said, "I think it would be better. Since it is war, we need someone familiar with it to lead us. ”