Has the Blue King fallen?

The blood core of the night pupil suddenly accelerated, and Qianye's face sank, and he shouted: "What a big deal the fall of the Great King is, how dare you assert it." If you don't tell the truth at this time, I think you're impatient!"

The Marquis of Demon Descent was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "I didn't lie! I swear to the source of darkness, and I definitely didn't lie! I come from the famous family Yelusheng, and I also have the hope of the Duke of the Promotion, I am qualified to know all kinds of secrets! The Blue King has indeed fallen, this is what my blood elder said himself." ”

Qianye said slowly: "Since you are a famous demon descendant, you should know that the upper echelons of the blood clan also have secret connections with each other, why doesn't the blood clan itself know about such a thing as the fall of the Great Monarch?"

"This ......" The Marquis of Demon Descent rolled his eyes and said, "I know a little bit of the inside story, if I tell you, can you let me go and not kill me?"

"Speak quickly!"

The marquis didn't dare to bargain anymore, and said, "I heard that the blood core of the Blue Monarch is still very complete...... Ahem, so the secret method connection of the blood clan has not been completely broken, maybe that's the reason. ”

Night Hitomi shook suddenly, then gritted his teeth and said, "Ask him, who killed Renault." "Being able to assert the life and death of Renault, and the details of the integrity of the blood core, the role of the Demon Descendant in this matter is self-evident.

The Marquis didn't wait for Qianye to ask, and hurriedly said, "I heard that it was the two Majesties of Eternal Flame and Palokia, who brought a deep blessing at the same time. ”

Night Hitomi just shook his head, "I know Renault's ability very well! Renault is ...... He fought to the death for us. ”

The battle of the Maharaja level was beyond the scope of Qianye's cognition at the moment, and he didn't know how to comfort the night pupil, so he had to reach over and touch her hair.

Night Hitomi froze and said, "It seems that the demon descendants are ready to start a full-scale war, but I don't know why they are doing this at this time." ”

Qianye thought a little more and asked, "How many blood pools do you plan to confiscate this time?"

"I don't know what else I am, but we Jerusheng have been assigned fourteen missions, and it seems that there are three of them for the ancient clans. The Marquis said honestly.

Night Pupil and Thousand Nights glanced at each other.

At this moment, it is not known whether this council mission is a fake public benefit of the demon descendants, or a real council decision. But even if it is calculated at a minimum, just in case, if you only use the leaders of the seven famous sects of the Demon Descendant, I am afraid that the number of blood pools to be confiscated will exceed a hundred.

Although the blood world is huge, even if the Mora family's level blood pool is counted, there are not many real ancient blood pools. The Demon Descendants collected hundreds of blood pools at a time, and even if they didn't account for half of the entire blood clan, they were almost one-third.

The Blood Pool is the true strategic resource of the Bloodline. Blood pools are needed to sleep and prolong the life of the bloodline powerhouses who are coming to the end of their lifespans, blood pools are needed to restore their state after awakening, and blood pools are also needed to improve the talent bloodlines of young descendants.

Blood pools take time to accumulate, and many blood pools often take hundreds of years to accumulate enough blood qi for the marquis and duke to sleep. That's the meaning of the ancient pool of blood. If there is no blood pool, it is equivalent to the human race running out of food, and it is the foundation of the entire clan that is broken.

On the scale of collecting ancient pools of blood, this is all-out warfare.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything more, Night Hitomi snorted, raised his hand and waved, and a dark gold blood blade cut the marquis in half.

Qianye frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Night Hitomi knew what he was thinking, and said, "In the eyes of the Blood Clan, burning at the stake, like a blood feast in the eyes of the Terrans, is a shame and provocation that must not be tolerated. Just by what they did here, all the ancient clans would have declared war on Jerusen. ”

Qianye touched the head of the night pupil, but still did not speak, and only followed her to the castle square. Many of the young women of the Blood Clan were sobbing here, and several young Blood Barons and Viscounts were gathering around an old man. Half of the old man's body was already scorched, and he was very weak as he sat next to the stone pillar.

Seeing the appearance of the night pupil and the thousand nights, the old Marquis Mora struggled to get up, knelt on one knee, and said, "Thank you two Majesties for helping." I can't do it anymore, but these children have a future, and they will offer you their unswerving loyalty! We are willing to sacrifice the territory, castle and blood pool of our Mora family for 2,000 years! I only ask you to preserve the blood of the Mora family. ”

This is the desire to become a vassal of the night pupil and a thousand nights.

Night Pupil said slowly, "Where is the head of the Caton family?"

Marquis Mora said, "The current head of the Caton family is Grand Duke Ronnie Conton, and the Council of Elders is composed of four dukes and one prince. It's just that the old prince has been asleep for three hundred years and has never lit the mark. Grand Duke Ronnie Conton is also often asleep now, waking up only once every three years. ”

Hearing this, even Qianye frowned a little.

As one of the twelve ancient clans, the Karton clan had already decayed to this point.

There are two types of slumber in the blood clan, one is that they can wake up on their own, just like the retreat of the demon descendants, mainly to communicate with the holy river and increase their strength. The other requires external awakening and consumes a lot of resources, that is, to reduce activities and maintain strength.

The prince who had been sleeping for three hundred years, even if he could be awakened, was already at the end of his life. And this kind of prince who has not been crowned is not necessarily much more powerful than the grand duke in his heyday. Grand Duke Ronnie Congton sounded like he was able to wake up on his own, but this state was clearly not for the sake of strength, but a harbinger of decline.

Night Hitomi said: "Caton's strength has actually declined a long time ago, but the clans at the top of the ranking have been helping them, and their traditional territories have been protected. This is because the blood clan with the Caton bloodline is the easiest to feel and ignite the blood imprint that belongs to their clan. ”

As soon as she said that, Qianye understood.

Half of the imprints in the long river of blood have dimmed, and protecting Caton is equivalent to preserving a path to the imprint of the long river of blood for the blood clan as a whole, which is why even if the blood clan has internal fighting, the twelve ancient clans have never broken off the inheritance.

Maybe one day, another talented young man from the Caton clan will rekindle the mark, and he will be able to lead the entire Katon clan back to the glory of antiquity, just like the Habs.

Qianye had a guess in his heart, and said slowly: "Could it be that the demon descendants are targeting the three ancient clans and want to cut off the three inheritance paths of the blood clan?"

"Maybe. ”

It's a dig up of roots, and as the supreme king of the Bloodline, how could the Queen of the Night/Lilith sit idly by, and let the plan of action pass through the council? Werewolves must be happy to see it happen, and most of the spider demons have nothing to do with themselves, but what about the giants of the blood clan?

Qianye thought about it, and Night Hitomi thought about it too, and she said, "We should go to the Path Clan once, and we must let her know what happened here." ”

"Good. "There's something strange about Nighttime's attitude towards Lilith, she seems to lack the least respect for the Queen of the Night.

The night pupil turned back and said to Old Mora, "Gather all your promising direct descendants. ”

The old marquis struggled to give orders, and a moment later, a total of eleven young bloods knelt in front of the night pupil. They were both male and female, with the highest being a viscount, and the youngest being a knight.

The blood and qi of the night pupil condensed into a map in the air, and said, "From now on, you are my vassals. Take the pool of blood and all the blood from the source, take refuge in this place, repair the castle there, and wait for the next order. Go ahead and prepare now. ”

The eleven young bloods did not move, but knelt on the ground, slit their wrists each, sprinkled blood on the vampire blades, and swore allegiance to the Night Pupil.

The ceremony was brief and solemn, and it was not until the ritual was completed that the direct descendants of the Mora family got up and left, going to move the blood pool and other precious resources.

The old Marquis Mora had both feelings and sadness in his eyes, and said slowly: "From now on, there will be no Mora family. However, the fact that our bloodline can be passed on under the protection of Your Majesty has finally alleviated some of my guilt. ”

The old marquis sat down slowly, his eyes lowered, and his life dissipated.

While the night pupil was dealing with the aftermath, Qianya walked around the castle casually, watching. There are traces of fierce battles in many parts of the castle, and many of the corpses of the Bloods have not yet had time to be cleaned up. Some of the bodies were horrible, apparently subjected to a lot of abuse and humiliation before they died.

This is not a fight, but a one-sided slaughter. The Mora family was not very strong, and had little resistance in the face of the overwhelming parliamentary forces. Of course, the Demon Descendants came in the name of the Council and directly entered the castle, rendering all defenses useless, which was also an important reason.

Although the presiding officer of this operation, the Demon Marquis, was still mild-mannered, his deputy was obviously not. Qianye has just learned that the deputy who has died under the hands of the night pupil is a werewolf. Therefore, no matter how you think about it, in the face of the resistance of the Morton family, the Marquis of Demon Descent will not restrain the behavior of his subordinates.

There are also many corpses of council warriors on the ground, not all of them of demonic descent, but also many spiders and werewolves. Burns at the stake are not only found in the main square, but also in the small square at the back.

The council warriors in the castle have been slain by the angry Night Pupils, and the surviving Bloods have extinguished the flames at the stake and removed the corpses of their clansmen from the shelves.

Qianye suddenly stopped, and her gaze fell on a slender and thin corpse. It was a little girl of the blood clan who had not even grown into an adult, her white little face was originally very beautiful, but now her facial features were distorted by extreme pain, her wide eyes were empty, the corners of her eyes were torn, and her expression of silent wailing froze.

Perhaps because she was too small, most of her body had been scorched, but her pretty little face was spotlessly clean, and the residual demonic energy showed that a demonic powerhouse had deliberately protected her face. It was obviously not out of pity, but simply an attempt to see more clearly the pain of the little girl before she died.

Several half-charred corpses were also brought over, placed on the ground, and covered with scarlet cloth.

Qianye suddenly shivered. He was almost immersed in the pain of that little blood girl. Her expression froze in the most painful moment, making Chiya almost feel that the fire was burning on her.

Qianye exhaled heavily, and realized that this was war, and this was hatred that lasted for ten thousand years. The fighting within the dark race is no less tragic than the camp war with the Empire.

The surviving bloods, some sad, some numb, and some sobbing silently.

Looking at those faces, those expressions, Qianye suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he had seen it somewhere a long, long time ago. It had been a long time since he had witnessed the Terran Blood Feast, but what he had seen and heard in the Eternal Night Continent at the bottom was still firmly engraved in his heart, even if those faces were blurred, those pains and despair always lingered in his memory.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly discovered that these misfortunes derived from race overlapped in front of him. The people in front of them are not much different from the human race, and when the tragic fate comes, the reaction is similar to that of ordinary people.

Not every dark race is a natural warrior, even if it is an immortal race, it will be old, fragile, and will also have the sorrow of losing relatives.

Because of the blood core, Qianye can faintly feel the emotions of the blood clan around him. This was originally the natural advantage of the superior over the inferior, but at this moment, it made Qianye overwhelmed by the sadness around him.

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