On the Twilight Continent, the battle under Fort Middel is in full swing. Although Thousand Nights had also commanded troops, he was not familiar with the war patterns within the Eternal Night Race, so he looked at the Night Hitomi.

Night Hitomi kept looking at the battlefield and said, "Let's go to Fort Middel first and see how Howard is doing." ”

"Good. "Thousand Nights jumped up with the night pupil and disappeared into the air in an instant.

Chaos reigned within Fort Middle, with a Bloodline running back and forth. At each of the important passages, there is a knightly powerhouse who maintains order so that order does not collapse within the castle.

Deep inside the castle, in the middle of the mountain, you can still feel the constant vibrations. It was the guns of the parliamentary battleship bombarding.

Outside the temple in the deepest part of the mountain, rows of viscounts were sitting against the wall, stretching out their arms and watching as drops of essence blood flowed from their wrists and landed in the golden cup.

Whenever the cup was filled, someone would come and take it and pour it into the rock pool in the center of the main hall. The rock pool was only filled with a small half of blood at the moment, and there was a small cloud of essence blood that shimmered with blood-colored light.

An old duke stood beside the rock pond, his face full of anxiety, and kept saying: "Not enough, not enough! Quickly find a way to get more source blood! Only with these, His Royal Highness the Prince will not be able to wake up in a complete state!"

A baron next to him reminded: "My lord, all the strong people in the clan who can be drawn are here, and the rest of your Excellency are fighting on the front line. Once they are drawn, I am afraid that they will be rushed in by the enemy immediately. ”

"His Royal Highness must wake up!" the old duke gritted his teeth, pulled out his blood-sucking blade, and stabbed himself in the chest.

In the deepest part of the hall, within the heavy iron gates, there was a beastly gasp and a low roar. Apparently Howard has woken up and is recovering. However, the offensive outside is getting more and more fierce, and before Howard can fully recover, I am afraid that the last line of defense will be breached.

The old duke pulled out his vampire blade, and several points of source blood fell into the rock pool. With the addition of the duke's source blood, the mass of essence blood in the center of the blood violently spewed blood-colored flames and tumbled violently.

"More blood, why hasn't the man who took the blood come back yet?" roared the old duke.

With his roar, an earl rushed in from outside the hall. Seeing his empty hands, the old duke's face suddenly changed.

The earl's expression was a little sluggish, and he said, "The blood in the spare blood pool has been mixed with blood poison. ”

"What?!" the old duke could barely believe his ears.

He grabbed the earl's collar and lifted him up, almost touching the tip of the earl's nose and roaring, "Those who are qualified to touch the spare blood pool are those people, all of whom are direct blood descendants. Who would poison the pool of blood? Which pool of blood would be poisoned?"

The Count gritted his teeth and said, "All!"

The old duke's body shook for a while, his breath plummeted, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he dropped the earl to the ground. The Earl hurriedly supported the old duke, and then he found the knife edge in the old duke's blood core, quickly took out the square scarf, covered the wound, and then released the power of blood to try to relieve the wound.

The old duke had just lost a large amount of source blood, and at this moment he was extremely weak, and under the anger, he couldn't even stand steadily. The old duke struggled and said, "So, it is the direct blood of my clan that poisoned the blood pool?they, why did they do this? Byrne exterminated the clan, what good can it do them?!"

"Maybe not them. The Earl said.

"Why, you say. ”

"Half a month ago, Marquis Bernier of the Paz clan came to visit, and he said that he planned to build an antiquity-style blood pool in his castle, and wanted to refer to our blood pool design. That's when he went to see our spare blood pool. ”

"Are you sure?"

"It's the Marquis of Bernier Glory himself, yes, you know, the Marquis's wife is a direct descendant of His Majesty Medanzo. All he wanted to see was a not-so-important spare pool of blood, and we couldn't refuse such a request. ”

The old duke's face was solemn, his hands were trembling slightly, and he said to himself, "It's better not him." ”

The Count did not dare to speak.

The old duke glanced at the depths of the hall and said resolutely: "Take me to the ancient hall!

The Earl was taken aback and said, "Your Highness is about to wake up, do you need this? And with your current body, it is difficult to contact Her Majesty rashly." ”

"If you can't wait for Your Highness to wake up, you must tell Her Majesty what happened here immediately!" the old duke insisted, seeing that the earl was still a little hesitant, so he said: "Even if the spare blood pool is done by Berneer, then His Royal Highness is just sleeping lightly, why is the blood in the blood pool insufficient?"

The Earl couldn't help but shudder, Prince Howard had just woken up not long ago, and it stands to reason that all the devices should be maintained. The Count looked at the old duke's staggering figure, and helplessly carried him out of the main hall on the side of the hill, and walked towards the top floor of the castle.

As soon as I left the main hall, I immediately felt a continuous explosion, and the top of the corridor fell sand and gravel, and even the structure was crumbling. From the window on the side of the promenade, the silhouettes of countless giant ships hovering in the sky can be seen, constantly pouring down flowing fire.

Inside the castle, there are also countless Force bullets and crossbow arrows that drag the light into the night sky, and occasionally a floating ship burns and crashes to the earth, but more floating ships are still coming.

Suddenly a shadow fell in the air, and the old duke's face changed, and he took a few steps back. With a roar, a steel troop transport cabin fell from the sky and smashed directly into the passage. As the hatch opened, more than a dozen elite soldiers of the council poured out, and when they saw the old duke, they killed him.

"Presumptuous!" the old duke was furious, and he swept away the earl, who was about to draw his sword, and met him himself.

These council warriors are nothing more than knightly level, although sophisticated equipment and exclusive combat skills allow them to face the baron head-on without falling behind, but in front of a real duke, even if it is a prostrated duke, there is no difference between knights and viscounts, all of them can be slapped to death with one palm.

The old duke stepped forward, and the vampire blade in his hand conjured up several bands of light, which instantly circled the body of each council warrior for several weeks. The bands of light dissipated, and the bodies of the council warriors suddenly broke into several pieces.

The old duke passed through the corpses of the parliamentary soldiers, came to the troop transport cabin, and with a strong push, lifted the troop transport cabin, which weighed dozens of tons, to reveal the entrance to the passage. He quickened his pace and quickly passed through the passage to the top floor of the castle.

The battle on the top floor intensified, and the troop transport cabins fell, smashing the spires of the castle to the ground. There was fighting everywhere, and the Blood warriors relied on the favorable terrain to defend to the death. The Count saw that the old duke no longer needed support, so he simply joined the battle and opened a way for the old duke.

The old duke walked through the battlefield, ran through a corridor that was still in peace, and came to the door of a large hall on the side, and he suddenly saw the door of the hall ajar, and he could not help but be startled.

He rushed into the main hall, only to see a man and a woman standing in front of the altar used to communicate with the queen's hall, and he couldn't help but be angry, and pounced, and the blood-sucking blade stabbed the man in the back of the heart. However, the figure flashed, and suddenly appeared beside the old duke, firmly holding the old duke's wrist. The whole process, the old duke didn't even see it very clearly!

The old duke struggled, but the hand holding the knife did not move, and the strength of the other party was far above his own. Although he had just lost his source blood and his strength had been greatly reduced, he also knew that even in his usual heyday, he was not that person's opponent at all.

At this time, the woman turned around, and the old duke was first startled, and then ecstatic, "Your Majesty the Night Pupil!"

Night Hitomi glanced at him and said, "Qianye, let it go, this is the Duke of Rollin, a direct descendant of Howard, and the affairs of the Byrne clan are usually managed by him." ”

Qianye nodded and let go of his hand, and the old duke was free. He looked at Qianye, his eyes were full of horror and joy, and said, "It turned out to be Qianye... Your Highness. ”

It's a little difficult to call Qianye, Qianye is obviously not a prince yet, but just after making a random move, he showed a terrifying strength far beyond that of ordinary dukes. Moreover, the Duke had also heard of the battle in the Black Sun Valley, and this sound of His Highness was not an exaggeration.

Night Pupil said, "Why is the Liaison Altar here also destroyed?"

The old duke was taken aback, and said in a lost voice: "What? This is the most heavily guarded place on the top floor, and the council has never attacked this place at all, how is this possible?"

The night pupil gave way to the side, and the old duke rushed to the altar, and his heart suddenly cooled.

On the console, the stone basin containing blood had a few small cracks at the bottom that were not easy to detect. Although these cracks were small, they had completely destroyed the Force array in the stone basin.

The stone basin is the core device of the entire liaison facility, which has the effect of detecting blood matching, absorbing blood gas, driving the altar, and communicating with the Queen's Palace. Destroying the stone basin is equivalent to paralyzing the entire communication device. And if you want to repair it, it's not so easy.

The old duke suddenly became furious and shouted, "Who is it?!!"

The Duke's roar echoed throughout the upper floors of the castle, even drowning out the explosions and shouts of killing. However, his anger did not deter the enemy, but instead led the battle to this side, and several council powerhouses outside shook off the Blood Clan warriors in front of them and began to look for a way to attack this side.

Night Hitomi quickly said, "It seems that the core of the demon descendant is to block the news from Lilith. It doesn't matter if it's destroyed, Howard will be able to contact her directly. ”

At this time, the old duke said: "Your Highness has not fully recovered, our spare blood pool is contaminated with blood poison, and there is no blood enough for Your Highness to recover quickly." Since this place has been destroyed, then I have to go back and buy some time for His Highness to recover. ”

Qianye said: "Okay, you can go." We're also going to the Paz Clan. ”

With that, he pulled the night pupil, and the figure slowly dissipated.

"You ......" The old duke didn't expect that Qianye and Yatong would just leave, and he didn't mean to stay to defend against the strong enemy. His face changed from surprise to calmness, and he said to himself: "That's right, who will stay in a battle that is obviously unwinnable?"

He looked outside, and there were more floating ships hovering in the air, and the firepower of the ground return fire was beginning to thin out. Huge transport ships are constantly dropping troop compartments one after another. Wherever the transport compartment is thrown, fierce battles will break out.

At this time, there was no need to keep any special passages secret, and the old duke ran down from the flank of the castle, and on the way he also broke through the floor of a hall, and ran directly back to the main hall on the side of the mountain, ordered someone to get a full set of weapons and a cup of blood wine, and placed a chair at the door of the main hall. He sat down in his chair and drank slowly, waiting for the enemy to come.

Battles are still breaking out in every corner of the castle, and it seems that it will not be possible to reach the main hall in the middle of the mountain for a while. But the old duke suddenly felt that the whole hall seemed to darken a little, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and tried to look, and suddenly found that there was a dark color in front of him at some point.

It was a deep darkness from which no light could penetrate or escape. In the changing darkness, there was a deep and terrifying aura, and even the old duke's hand holding the cup involuntarily began to tremble.

"Luo Lin, the last time we met was eighty years ago, why have you become so weak after such a short period of time?"

The old duke stood up, his face full of bitterness and despair, and the golden cup in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, and blood and wine were spilled on the ground. He said, "Palokia, it's you! You actually go to battle in person, and you really look up to our Byrne clan." ”

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