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The short-lived peace of the "Sleep of the Behemoths" was completely shattered, and the Council of the Eternal Night first issued a mobilization order, and the dark army began to drive the Terrans out of the surrounding area. Of course, the empire will not be relented from this, and quickly responds, mobilizing nearby armies and fighting several major battles with the dark coalition forces, each with its own victory and defeat, and the battle situation gradually turned into a stalemate.

The strong men on both sides are constantly fighting in a vast area of thousands of kilometers, either trying to drive away each other or trying to contain them. On the one hand, each of them constantly sends small groups of elite troops to sneak into the "Sleep of Behemoths", and at the same time, they also have to intercept and kill the opponent's team.

The Heavenly Ghost obviously refused to give up on the last few pieces of ancient essence fragments, and made a comeback during the battle between the two sides, and the Iron Curtain covered the vast area centered on the "Sleep of the Giant Beast", and at the same time constantly released clones, attacking the strong on both sides from time to time, and finally the situation turned into a three-way melee.

At this moment, a big event happened in the Council of the Eternal Night. The prophecy they vigorously promoted suffered a major setback, and it turned out that the energy under the "Sleep of the Behemoth" that would blow away the Force of the Strong was not a wind tunnel at all, but the remnant will of the Void Behemoth Chaos!

The behemoth that fell hundreds of millions of years ago is not only immortal, but even the will is immortal. The Eternal Night's masters, who are skilled in deduction, have been bleeding from the will of the Void Behemoth. Master Webb was badly wounded and would take ten years to recover. Nearly half of the strong people were directly killed by the backlash, and the rest were seriously injured.

The prophetic power of the Eternal Night side was hit hard and was overtaken by the Empire in one fell swoop. This is not a trivial matter, which means that when there is a full-scale operation in the future, the actions of the dark camp to promote the general trend will be more likely to be interfered with by the Empire. And when they interfere with similar actions in the Empire, they will pay even more.

But the Council of the Eternal Night has not gained nothing at such a cost.

They got two major pieces of information, one is that the "Rainbow Light Turbulence" covering the "Sleep of the Giant Beast" really has another source, there is a void passage in the unknown depths of the Stone Forest Canyon, and although the world behind the passage is dangerous, it is not necessarily deadly. The second is the influence of the will of the Void Behemoth on the strong, and sure enough, it is still the principle of the wind tunnel, which will suppress the Force of the strong according to the standard level, which means that the higher the level of the strong man, the greater the risk of falling, and the strong man who is too low level will be completely devoured by the will of the behemoth.

For a time, the Council of the Eternal Night was in a dilemma. Although the ancient essence is a good thing, it is only a duke-level resource, and the world after the passage does not know what the danger is, if too many high-level powerhouses fall because of this, you need to calculate the gains and losses.

The results of this calculation soon spread to the upper echelons of the Eternal Night World, and the Empire naturally knew about it. In the Eternal Night camp, there are also many people who are willing to trade with the Empire.

At the same time, countless pairs of eyes on the side of the Eternal Night were also watching the movements on the side of the Empire, and now some people began to suspect that Lin Xitang's secret return to the Empire was a scam, just to make the Eternal Night lose the power of prophecy.

However, immediately afterward, many unusual clues occurred in the Great Qin Emperor. One hundred and eight Heavenly Artists all entered the Heavenly Machine Pavilion when they arrived in the imperial capital one after another, and they have not appeared since. Subsequently, all kinds of rare birds and beasts, and death row fighters of the dark race recruited from all over the country were also sent to the Tianji Pavilion in a steady stream, all of which were in and out.

The Tianji Pavilion, located in the back mountain of the imperial capital, is like a giant beast with a large mouth open for blood, devouring flesh and blood life, never stopping.

On the seventh day, the door of Tianji Pavilion opened, and Lin Xitang, who was dressed in plain clothes, walked out of the pavilion, holding a jade slip in his hand, and handed it to an attendant who had stood outside the pavilion for seven days and seven nights.

The chamberlain was a little old, his eyelids drooping, and he seemed to fall asleep at any moment. But when he saw Lin Xitang, his eyes flashed, and in an instant, the entire Tianji Pavilion seemed to light up.

Seeing that Lin Xitang handed over the jade slip, the old chamberlain dusted off the dust on his body vigorously, stretched out a pair of hands stained with old age spots, carefully took it, held it in the palm of his hand, and asked, "How to deal with it?"

Lin Xitang was all out of the dust at the moment, and even his voice was a little ethereal, as if Fang was floating down from the clouds: "Fortunately, if you don't disgrace your life, you can go straight to Your Majesty." ”

The waiter said: "The old slave understands, don't worry, you can go and rest first." ”

Lin Xitang said again: "I'm afraid there is some danger on this journey, Zhao Changzhi should be careful." ”

Zhao Chang said slowly: "Lin Shuai, rest assured, the old slave of the imperial capital has walked for decades, and he will not hurt his feet." ”

Lin Xitang nodded, and walked down the long steps, the wind blew his silver hair, and in the eyes of people, there was a kind of illusory meaning, as if he would ride the wind away in the next moment. Outside the Tianji Pavilion, the Thunder Cavalry of the Guards reached a full quarter, waiting for him to escort him away.

After Zhao Chang waited for Lin Xitang to leave, he also got down the long steps and got into a black car. Another team of imperial palace guards opened the way and went all the way.

The convoy entered the Imperial Capital Inner City Boulevard, turned two corners, and drove into a slightly narrow road. Zhao Chang sat in the back seat, still holding the jade slip in both hands, his eyes lowered.

As soon as the convoy entered the road, Zhao Changshi's ears suddenly moved, and he slowly raised his head, his eyes slowly opened.

On the first off-road vehicle, the captain of the guard suddenly changed his face, pulled out his pistol, and shouted: "No! It's too quiet here! Sound the alarm, speed up, and rush over!"

Before he could finish speaking, his whole body suddenly stiffened, and there was a bloody hole in the center of his eyebrows. The bullet not only passed through his head, but also into the throat of a guard in the back seat, indicating that the other party must be a master sniper. The driver of the car was frightened and slammed the steering wheel, and the off-road vehicle immediately turned sideways.

Another bullet flew and pierced the armor of the off-road vehicle and then through the driver's head.

The piercing siren sounded, and the imperial palace guards in the car got out of the car one after another, and with the help of the cover of the car, they shot wildly at the black-clothed men who appeared on the roofs on both sides of the road. These internal guards are all elites, but there are obviously more masters among the sneak attackers, and a few sniper rifles are even more terrifying, almost one shot, killing the commander-level officers in the guards one by one.

At this moment, Zhao Changshou lowered the window glass instead. The car he was in was top-notch, and the glass could withstand the bombardment of a Level 5 gun. Lowering the windows at this time is undoubtedly a suicidal act.

Sure enough, just as the glass was halfway down, revealing Zhao Changshi's eyebrows, a sniper bullet whistled in.

Zhao Changshou raised his hand, and his movements seemed to be very slow, but the two dry fingers were clamped in the air, and he actually caught the sniper bullet in front of his eyebrows!

This sniper bullet was very different from what you usually see, the bullet was a palm's length, very slender, but heavy enough to resemble a crossbow arrow. It was extremely penetrating, and the armor steel plate of the off-road vehicle in front of it was like paper paste, and the gun pierced through it.

Zhao Chang rubbed his hand, and the warhead was like hot milk, which was crumpled into a ball and fell outside the car.

Those black-clothed people looked at each other, and a strong aura suddenly rose on more than ten people, and all of them were strong men with at least intermediate titles. They rushed towards Zhao Chang's car, and the rest of the black-clothed people all played in the same way, without hiding themselves, shooting desperately, and firmly suppressing the counterattack of the internal guards.

Zhao Changshou calmly opened the car door, flicked his sleeves, and walked out of the car. He held the jade slip in one hand, and pulled out a jade-handled short knife from his waist with the other, and met the man in black who rushed towards him.

In the midst of the siege of everyone, Zhao Changshi's footsteps were fine, he suddenly stepped forward, suddenly retreated, and only moved between square inches, and every time the light of the short knife in his hand flashed, it would inevitably splash a puddle of blood. Even the earl-level powerhouse at the head didn't take more than three stabs, and fell at the feet of Zhao Changshi.

Zhao Changshou still held the jade slip firmly in his hand, sneered, and said, "A group of black-blooded cubs dare to spread wild in the imperial capital!"

It was not a problem to kill the leader, and the rest of the people, and they were quickly killed by the inner guards and the city guards who rushed in. A preliminary examination of the identity of this group of assassins revealed that there were both dark races and rebels, which was almost the standard composition of countless assassinations that had occurred in the imperial capital in the past.

Regarding this result, Zhao Changshou just sneered, if it wasn't for Lin Xitang's reminder in advance, he wouldn't have believed that there would really be such a bold and stupid person who would launch a killing game in the imperial capital in order to seize the sky. He immediately entered the imperial palace and went straight to the Qiantian Palace.

The Qiantian Palace is the place where His Majesty Fang Jin handles government affairs outside the court meeting. At this moment, on the high platform of the main hall, the mist is shrouded, the color is blue and almost black, and the high platform, the bookcase and the throne are all hidden behind it, and everything is faint and cannot be seen clearly.

At the top of the throne sat a man, but his eyebrows were also foggy.

Zhao Changshou walked quickly to the foot of the high platform, raised the jade slip with both hands, and said, "Your Majesty, what Lin Shuai paid is here." ”

The man on the high platform didn't move, and the blue-black mist was like a spirituality, dividing into several wisps, one hovering, condensing into the shape of a hand, and taking the Fang Yu Jian away.

The man didn't start watching first, but only asked, "How is Lin Qing?"

"Lin Shuai is all right, and he has gone back to rest first. Zhao Changshou bowed down and replied: "But the old slave encountered a little turmoil on the way back to the palace. He explained the battle situation in a few words, without adding a single word of redundant commentary.

When the man heard this, he just indifferently ordered: "Order the guards, all the houses on that street will be killed, and there will be no trial." ”

Zhao Changshou thought for a while and said, "When the old slave passed by, he saw in a trance that there was a family with the family crest of the Marquis of Fenyang. "Of course, the Marquis of Fenyang will not live in that neighborhood, it may be a side branch or a concubine.

The man didn't speak.

Zhao Changshou had already understood what he meant, bowed down again, and said to himself: "At that time, none of the residents on the street came out to help us. The old slave understood, and passed on His Majesty's edict. ”

The battle was fought with powerful Force guns, and it would have been impossible for anyone on that street to facilitate the Dark Race and the rebels.

There may be nearly 1,000 people who were slaughtered in that street, but the lack of trial means that the scope of prosecution will not be expanded. The criminal law of the empire is severe, but it is said to the unconnected that whoever is responsible for the crime will be held responsible. Even if the branch of Fenyang Hou is innocent in this matter, I am afraid that it will not come forward.

Seeing that the emperor had no other instructions, Zhao Changzhi quietly retreated.

The man on the high platform slowly opened the jade slip, and eight big characters slowly appeared on the smooth and simple jade surface: the land of the seven provinces, the ladder to the sky.

Rao is supreme of the Great Qin Empire, and when he saw these eight words, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

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