Monarch of Evernight

The fingertips of the thousand nights ignite a little illusory force, the breath of the instant change, there is no other in the world.

Medanzo had obviously seen the illusion force, at least knowing its characteristics, so he called it out at first sight. That's why he risked his life to get into the inner world.

At this moment, when we see the illusion force with our own eyes, the hope of breaking the millennium chains is right in front of us, and even Medanzo, who has always been calm, cannot help but fail.

This is the foundation upon which Andoria emerged from the battle of the Blackwing King, and he became the Lord of Everlasting Night.

Medanzo's voice was all a little dull, trembling and reaching out, but seeing that illusory force extinguish at the tip of his fingers a thousand nights. His hands were stiff in the air and slowly retrieved for half a day.

Medanzo set his mind and looked serious, straight: “Give it to me, I have the gift of not losing to the Black Wings, but not as courageous as he is. He can do it, I can do it. If you give me this seed, I can break the line and climb the Holy Mountain! ”

“Climbing the holy mountain? Then what?”

In the face of such a simple problem, Medanzo was shaking his hands. He looked straight at the night and his voice was a little dull, "Show me what you can do to me. ”

“What happens when you see it? ”

"If you can persuade me, I will obey you after climbing the Holy Mountain. If not, then on the Holy Mountain, I will also be your faithful friend. I can swear in the name of the Blood River. ”

The night was silent and he said, "Is that what you and the Demon King said? ”

Medanzo smiled and said, "The Demon King has treated me much better than this. In the future of the new bloodline, I am the actual administrator, only under the Queen of the Night. And among the demons, my power is equal to the flame of eternity. A little higher than the Lord of Maysfield. ”

“Then why do you bow to me? ”

Medanzo's breathing was a little rushed, “So you could climb the Holy Mountain, too? ”

“Answer my question. ”

“The Emperor gave me the courtesy of being a king, and a king who lived through the lost season to this day, with no doubt about the purity of his blood. On the other hand, it is also because, as kings, we have no way forward, no desire, nothing to bind us to. Only with enough courtesy can I be moved. But you're different. Now you're on the way to the Holy Mountain, so you're different! ”

Medanzo's voice grew higher and higher, continuing: "You can't imagine how deep that aspiration to the new world and the new world is after a thousand years of wandering in the same place! ”

His voice turned low again, "Actually, I don't care about the power over the Holy Mountain. All I want is to go up and take a look at what's up there, that's all. ”

Thousands of nights have some understanding, some don't.

Speaking of which, Medanzo turns silent and awaits a thousand nights of response.

A thousand nights of silence, a moment later, said: "There is not only one way to the Holy Mountain, just as the Force has both dawn and everlasting night poles, there is also the road to the Holy Mountain, there is also the difference between change and eternity. ”

Speaking, he stretched his left hand out at night, haunting a gloomy light in his palm. If you look closely, you will find that it changes countless times at every moment, and even if it is as strong as Medanzo, it will not be able to exhaust its changes. This is the magical force that Andoria uses to climb the Holy Mountain.

Thousands of nights, of course, are not mastered by illusion, but inspired by a little sap of holy trees, consumed and nothing.

Just as Medanzo looked drunk, another gray feather appeared on her right hand at night. This gray feather has been so still since it appeared that it seems to float to the ground.

This Grey Feather Medanzo is not a stranger, it's just impressive. When he tried to escape, he was filled with gray feathers that were then raw and crushed to the ground. The gray feathers were damaged only at very slow speeds when the purple and black blood fires burned wildly, and the exchange was simply disproportionate.

Running away was important, and Medanzo was only surprised by the difficulty and weirdness of the thousand nights. This was the time to take a good look.

At this point, his eyes were glued and could no longer be moved away.

Gray feathers do not float in nothingness, but do exist, in that position, motionless. It's a wonderful feeling, wonderful enough for Medanzo to think about it, but always have to. He stared at the gray feathers for half a day, then turned his head to look at the phantom force. In a very quiet and dynamic contrast, he suddenly understood, "As long as the world has dawn and everlasting power, it is immovable! ”

Grey feathers are not virtually devoid, but they maintain their existence by absorbing the dark and dawn forces around them in equilibrium. As long as there are two forces around it, it is indestructible. If there is no force in the environment, it dies slowly.

Fantasy Force always has to be transformed into other Force, and Chaos Force maintains its existence with other Force, just two extremes.

Medanzo is also extremely intelligent, limited by natural blood, and cannot be inched into a thousand years. After looking at this moment, it has become clear that there are many previously unthinkable reasons, the path of the Holy Mountain, hidden shapes.

Just to be clear, you can't take that step without breaking the blood restrictions. Two seeds in the hand of the thousand nights are needed to modify the veins.

Looking at the gray feather for a moment, Medanzo shook his head with regret and his eyes fell on the illusory force, sighing: “Eternity is good, but the need to carry the roots is too horrible to be affordable at all. It's more illusory and realistic, at least there's still the possibility of barely managing change. ”

Fantasy is change, and managing more depends on the speed of the response of wisdom and consciousness. In this regard, there are many secrets that can strengthen wisdom and consciousness as a great king. Though it's still far from controlling the phantom force, at least hope can be seen.

And the chaotic force on the other side is different. It is so heavy and strong that the requirements for the existence of the foundation are so high that it is incredibly high. Its very existence is enough to tear space apart. Even a little seed, a force of this nature, Medanzo dares not let it enter the body.

In a moment, Medanzo suddenly thought of something and said, "You, have you...”

Thousand Nights calmly said: "This is the Chaos Force, which I am using now. ”

Medanzo instantly understood it all. His face was complicated and he sighed: “No wonder...”

He struggled to stand, kneeling on one knee, and said: "You have succumbed to me, and from now on I will be your faithful servant, even on the Holy Mountain. ”

However, he had just finished his speech, suddenly his chest was cold, and the blue gold sword had pierced his blood nucleus!

Medanzo looked incredibly at the blue-gold sword on his chest and looked up, "Why... what..."

“For Renault. ”

“But Renault is dead, and I… will be the future Holy Mountain, why? ”

“For Renault. ”