Above the castle, there was a cold and murderous atmosphere everywhere, and many blood clans in the castle took to the streets, looking up at the highest point of the castle. There was fear and complexity in their eyes. Many of the warriors had lowered their swords, but the strong ones were all pale, and their breath was much weaker than usual.

From the highest point of the ancient castle, it constantly exudes a deep sea-like coercion, descending layer by layer, washing the blood clan in the ancient castle like a sea tide. The aura of the ancient blood clan contained in the majesty made every blood clan shudder, and the fear that came from the depths of the blood made the blood core of the weaker title strong man like ice, and he couldn't condense the blood qi at all.

That coercion clearly shows the sovereignty of the bloodline. In the blood tradition, the closer you are to the source of the blood river, the more natural justice and rights you have. Because of this, most of the Bloods in the castle have lost the ability and willingness to resist. In their conception of being deeply rooted in the bloodline, rebelling against such a superior is itself a betrayal.

On the top floor of the ancient castle, a fierce blood qi suddenly rose to the sky, piercing the coercion that enveloped the entire ancient castle. Then a cold and melodious voice resounded through the heavens and the earth: "No one wants to make me give in to Avar!"

In the depths of the dark void, there seemed to be a thunderclap, and a long river of blood slowly emerged, officially responding to her call. Although the surge of the river is only brief and vague, being able to respond to the call means that the caller has been blessed with the river of blood.

At the top of the castle, Aivar laughed loudly, his blood rising, the color darker and darker, and finally a little golden.

Now that I'm a duke, don't you guys polluted by dawn know your original sin?"

She laughed wildly and roared, struggling to her feet little by little, against the long knife of the night pupil.

Howard, the dark gospel next to him, sighed and said, "It's a pity that another genius who can call for a long river of blood." ”

The night pupil held the long knife in her hand and dreamed, the blade resting on Evar's shoulder, and the original understatement crushed her to her knees. But now, perhaps unwillingly, or perhaps because of humiliation, Aivar broke out in a desperate situation, breaking through to the rank of deputy duke in one fell swoop, and even caused the echo of the long river of blood.

This is a feat that even Howard lamented, the Gospel of Darkness has been active in recent centuries, and naturally knows how difficult and difficult it is to call for it.

It's just ironic that the genius of the Blood Clan, who can summon the long river of blood, actually betrayed the Blood Clan and seemed to be desperate to surrender to the Demon Emperor.

For a long time, the long river of blood has been the supreme belief of all blood clans, and it is the only justice. In this way, Howard felt a little embarrassed, what could the Demon Emperor come up with more important than faith?

However, the eyes of the night pupil and the thousand nights were very indifferent, and there was no surprise or other emotions in the slightest, on the contrary, there were still some doubts in the expressions of the thousand nights.

When Evar was about to stand up straight, the pupil reached out to cover his mouth, yawned, and then strengthened his wrist slightly, only to hear a plop, and Aivar was pressed back again.

"Is it difficult to be able to call for the long river of blood?Qianye, when did you get the inheritance of the long river of blood?"

Qianye thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be when you were a viscount, right?"

"Viscount?" Howard moved slightly. In recent years, the number of times the blood river has surged is only a handful, and at the age of a thousand nights, doesn't this mean that nearly half of the blood river is caused by him alone?

At this moment, a faint golden blood fire was burning around Qianye's body, and layers of coercion continued to pour out, suppressing the blood clan of the entire ancient castle with the power of blood.

Seeing that Aivar broke through the battle, a blood qi rushed straight into the sky, saying nothing and refusing to give in, Qianye snorted, the blood and fire turned from gold to dark gold, and the ancient aura of the Dao Dao was deep and high in the realm, instantly extinguishing Aivar's slightly golden blood qi, and also making the entire ancient castle become silent again.

Aivar's face turned pale, her body trembled slightly, and what made her even more unacceptable was that even as the vice-duke, she had a fear of Qianye from the depths of her blood, and this fear was even so strong that it made her blood core slow down.

This also means that Qianye's bloodline is far above her, and the relationship between the two is the real relationship between the superior and the inferior.

This fact makes her, who has always been arrogant, unable to face it at all.

"See, our blood clan has never lacked geniuses, let alone geniuses who will betray, or inject water. The night pupil turned the night dream in his hand, and pressed it down slightly, and Avar's face suddenly showed panic, and his blood and qi fell layer by layer, and finally fell silent.

Night Hitomi said to do it, Howard wanted to stop it, but it was too late. He sighed and said, "We should ask her in detail why she betrayed." It's a pity to kill it like this. ”

"We've always valued bloodlines, and as long as we have enough talent, it seems that we can do anything, and we will be forgiven for any mistakes we make. This Aivar is like that. It's a pity that she thought wrongly, and I won't forgive the betrayal. Moreover, the future of the blood clan does not need her, it is enough to have a thousand nights. ”

Howard was stunned, glanced at the dark gold blood fire around Qianye's body, and said, "That's right." ”

After killing Aivar, especially Qianye's direct crushing with the power of the natural bloodline, the blood clan in the entire castle no longer had the fighting spirit and surrendered one after another, and the originally imprisoned Blue Monarch royal clan was also released.

In the castle's parlor, which belonged to Aivall, Thousand Nights finally met Van Tril, but he couldn't connect the fat, doughy guy in front of him with the Vice-Duke of the Blood.

Van Tril's breath was weak, but there were no injuries on his body, let alone torture. Aivar is a blood clan that respects tradition, and even if he is a prisoner, he gives Van Tril enough respect and treatment.

But because he was not injured, Van Trier's blood was so weak that it was a little unspeakable. Qianye felt that the Glory Marquis he had encountered in the past was much stronger than him, if he hadn't been able to sense that his blood core was indeed the Vice Duke, Qianye would even have to wonder if the guy standing in front of him had reached the strength of the Marquis.

Van Trill was smiling all over his face at the moment, and his eyelids jumped as his eyes inadvertently swept across the audience.

In terms of position, Thousand Nights is in the center, the Night Pupil is on the side, and the Dark Gospel Howard is on the other side. This position gives Van Trill a sense of unreality.

He naturally recognized Howard, and after entering the house, he also recognized Qianye, after all, although he was only the vice duke, because of his special status, he was also among the big people who could hear secrets.

Van Trill smiled a little flatteringly, stepped forward, and said, "I've seen Your Highness." ”

Qianye just said "Duke Van Tril......"

Van Trill said, "Just call me Fan Fan!"

Qianye suddenly blocked in one breath, and he couldn't say the rest of the words. He settled down, and said, "I'm afraid it's a little bad ...... like this."

Nicknames like this are generally used by the elders for their descendants in the blood clan, and often for the direct descendants who have been with them for a long time.

The Bloodline is not only related to the direct descendants, but also has almost unresistible control, which is completely different from the Terrans. Therefore, the relationship between the blood and the direct descendants is often much closer than that between the father and son of the human race. So Van Tril's proposal really gave Qianye goosebumps.

Qianye's face was already ugly, but Van Trill seemed to turn a blind eye, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? You see, you're a member of His Majesty's Night Pupil...... Ah, no, His Majesty the Night Pupil is your man......"

A foul sentence suddenly popped up in Qianye's heart, and he almost said it. He turned his head to look at the night pupil, but after seeing her initial shock, there was actually a smile at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and the complexion of her face in an instant made the whole room brighten up a lot.

Van Trill added, "His Highness Howard, the great dark gospel, is also your friend, and he is my elder. I have admired His Highness since I was a child. Speaking of which, you should call me Fan Fan. ”

"Duke Van Tril, the question of title should not be discussed. Let's get down to business. Chiya had to interrupt him.

"Listen to the commands. Van Trill was respectful of a subordinate.

Qianye now finally understands why this guy surrendered. Looking at it now, it's hard to say whether it's right or wrong, at least he saved most of his people and didn't suffer much.

"How many people do you still have in your clan, and how many resources do you still have?"

"There are more than three hundred clansmen, of which there can be a hundred warriors, and there are fifteen strong people with knighthoods. As for resources, my castle is gone, and the blood pool and treasury are gone. However, I still have two secret strongholds outside, and there are some resources in them that can be sacrificed. It's not much, but it's always my heart, and I hope you don't dislike it. ”

Qianye couldn't cry or laugh, could it be that this Van Trier thought he wanted benefits. Qianye didn't bother to explain, so he turned his head and said, "With these two secret vault resources, plus the resources here, it should be enough for them to go to the secret realm near here, right?"

"There's one around here, and I've used to maintain it. Or go there. Van Trier said.

Twilight is the base camp of the Bloods, and the world was not peaceful a long time ago, and the accumulation of thousands of years is of course rich, and the secret realms are all over the place, many large secret realms were built before the rise of the Terrans, as a defensive base and refuge in times of war.

In addition, many of the big names will also build small secret realms for themselves, such as the place where the Blue King used to transfer and hide the Thousand Nights and Night Pupils. Van Tril's strength is not good, but he is afraid of death, and he has built a secret realm for himself.

Qianye said, "Okay, you bring your clansmen over, and also bring the blood clan in this castle over, and wait for news there." ”

"No problem, I'll take care of these betrayed guys. How long are we going to wait over there, though?"

Night Hitomi said: "It won't be long, we will arrange a float boat to pick you up." ”

Nightpupil didn't say that he wanted his final destination, and Van Trill didn't dare to ask more, so he retreated and went to arrange the retreat and occupation on his own. As soon as Aivar died, the highest of her people was only an earl, and with the rank of Vice-Duke of Van Trier, it was more than enough to suppress it.

Waiting for Van Trill to leave, Qianye pointed to his position and said, "Is this really good?"

But the Dark Gospel said, "I think it's the best." Since it is war, we need people who are familiar with war to lead us. ”

PS: Sure enough, you can't have both ball and wine. I continue to work hard.