Chapter One Hundred and Eight A Hard-erected Letter

However, Chiya was apparently relieved too soon.

Sosa was indeed cautious enough not to chase after him. But just as Thousand Nights was about to relax, a thought with a strong resentment still crossed the distance and landed on Valhalla.

Qianye was taken aback, not expecting Sosa to have this hand. When he got the inheritance of the long river of blood, he knew that when he reached the level of the Heavenly King, the confrontation at the level of will could not be ignored. If the consequences are severe, it will hurt the soul, and if it is light, it will reveal the truth and truth.

Sosa's will was like a huge wave, and he fell on his head. Qianye's heart moved at will, and suddenly a hazy light curtain suddenly appeared around Valhalla, protecting the entire hull of the ship, and then met Sosa's will.

The duel between the two huge wills should have been silent, but in fact it was huge, and countless sparks exploded on the shield of Valhalla at this time, like brilliant fireworks, which would not be extinguished for a long time.

After a while, the layers of fireworks dissipated, and the hull of Valhalla fell several meters in the air, which showed the strength and terror of Sosa's will.

A deep and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the air: "I will find you, Thousand Nights!"

Qianye didn't pay attention to it, and drove Valhalla away. Of course, he can't do it if he wants to, by uniting with the will of the earth, he can defend so-so, but he can't send the will that far.

In the distance, at the 'gate' of Mossar, Sousa, dressed in the traditional werewolf hunting suit, stood above the ruins, slowly opening his eyes. Outside the ruins, countless werewolf powerhouses knelt on the ground. They were so far away, not because of disrespect, but because the soul storm that Sosa had just set off was too terrifying for anyone to dare to approach.

Sosa glanced at the large number of subordinates, then at the fortress that had been burned by the flames, and said, "Cut the scale by half, rebuild as soon as possible, and you all stay and help." Also, bring in a few warships and see how long they can hold up. ”

Sosa's voice was calm, but his men knew that only at this time Sosa was the most terrifying. If he jumps like thunder, then it's okay, and he usually doesn't kill people indiscriminately.

Although the werewolves are upright, these strong men have been following Sosa for a long time, and they naturally learned to be smart, and no one asked the result of the battle of the will in the air. Sosa set off such a terrifying soul storm, but he didn't say a word about the battle just now, and the result was naturally not much better. At this time, if anyone is stupid enough to touch his moldy head, it is no wonder that he is looking for death.

It's just that several really strong people are a little curious, and now they all know that it was Qianye who attacked the base. It's just that Qianye, who was still famous in the bloody battle of the Iron Curtain a few years ago, how could he suddenly be able to wrestle with Sosa's Maharaja?

They all quietly looked at the vice-duke, who was the only one who had really met and dealt with Qianye. But the lieutenant duke's face was expressionless, and he did not make eye contact with his colleagues, as if he was determined to accept the punishment honestly.

Seeing him like this, a group of werewolf powerhouses couldn't help but feel angry in their hearts, and they all dispelled the idea of helping him intercede. However, they were inevitably curious in their hearts, wondering what the duke had gone through to make him look like this.

Sosa did not stay long in the New World and returned directly to the continent of Mossar. After entering his own hall, he blasted everyone out and went to the ancestral altar alone. This was a common occurrence, and Sosa often practiced at the altar of the ancestors, often in retreat for several years.

Among Sosa's palaces, the Great Hall of the Ancestors is the most magnificent building, nearly two hundred meters high. Such a magnificent hall could accommodate the Void Behemoth to inhabit it. At the end of the main hall, there is a giant statue of a werewolf nearly 100 meters, which depicts the first generation of ancestors who created the road to the rise of werewolves, the former supreme of the holy mountain, the wolf king.

Sosa stood in the middle of the main hall, and his mood gradually calmed down. In the midst of a brief encounter in the New World, he was unexpectedly confronted with a huge will that he had never seen before.

This will is not a backwater, and when Sousa is furious because of the obstacles, he frantically increases the strength of his will, and wants to directly strangle or severely damage the soul of his opponent, he encounters a real counterattack.

It was a reef, a mountain, a cliff, or anything like that. Sosa's wave of will smashed on it, but it failed to shake the other party in the slightest. At that moment, it was like facing a real giant, and Sosa's successive provocations finally woke him up from his slumber, so he looked at Sosa indifferently.

It is indifferent, like a giant beast looking at the little beast at its feet, and its teeth and claws are regarded as naughty.

To this day, Sosa has never forgotten that feeling. He took a deep breath, calmed down, frowned, and said to himself, "Thousand nights, Valhalla...... Interesting, kind of interesting!"

In the eyes of a thousand nights, it was Sosa and the remnants of the will of the earth that had just fought against each other. The Void Behemoth was so terrifying, even if it was dead, the residual will was not much worse than Sosa's. This kind of battle of wills on the level of nothingness is basically helpless for anyone, unless Sosa can find a way to break the state of unity between the will of Thousand Nights and the Earth Ryu next time.

The distance from Mosar's gate to the forest of the Four Sacred Trees under the Thousand Nights is far away, and a slight deviation from the direction will be a long distance. In the new world, all traces will be quickly erased by the harsh environment, and Qianye is not afraid that Sosa will chase after him in a short time, and if he can chase it, then he will chase it just now.

In the world of eternal night, where the Maharaja's will goes, it is also where their majesty reaches, but in the new world it is not so simple, and the rules of the world are not kind to every outsider.

A 'gate' can be expanded in all directions, and the wise choice is to change the direction that no one has ever explored before, and then accumulate strength first.

However, Sosa, as a maharaja, is also notoriously moody, and Chiya does not intend to gamble all his safety on his sensible behavior.

After thinking about it, Qianye decided to speed up the development efforts, and strive to dig down a few more forests before Sosa's arrival, so as to get all the resources. With enough chips, if you really can't ask the empire for help, it's a big deal to let some of the benefits and invite a certain heavenly king to take charge.

Anyway, the development of the empire is not going well now, and only Qin Lu is normal. Once the two camps meet in the New World, the Imperial King will come over sooner or later. And inferring from the encounter between Qianye and the Mosal werewolf, even if he is more adaptable to the new world and has a longer distance than others, this day is already very close.

The plan has been decided, Qianye will sail back, pick up Carol at the base, and she will preside over the development affairs, and tell her to come back to find herself if she encounters the Three Sacred Tree Forest, and then leave the new world and return to the land.

As soon as he returned, Qianye locked himself in his study and wrote a letter. He held the pen, and the tip of the pen hung in the air for a long time before it fell, and wrote the words 'Ji Tianqing'.

He shook his head, only to feel too blunt, not at all like a friend who had crossed paths. Even if there is no intimate relationship, the two live and die together in the maelstrom, which is much better than ordinary acquaintances.

When he wrote 'Tianqing' again, he didn't feel right, so he tore it up casually. That's it, just a name, I tossed it over and over again I don't know how many times.

Gradually, more and more paper balls were thrown on the ground, and the tall stack of letterheads gradually decreased. One afternoon, he spent between writing and tearing. At nightfall, I finally finished writing the letter, and I don't know how many times I sweated profusely in the process. A letter of only a few hundred words is more tiring than fighting a life-and-death battle with a strong enemy.

Looking at the letter that had just been written and there were still many traces of alteration on it, Qianye sighed, and really didn't want to recopy it again. If he copied it again, he couldn't help but revise it, and he didn't know what year and month it would be.

For Ji Tianqing, his mood is really complicated. On the one hand, Ji Tianqing can be said to be benevolent and righteous to Qianye, and he has done everything that should be done and what should not be done. But on the other hand, Chiya still has difficulty understanding what she is thinking and what she is going to do.

In a word, her whole person is like living in a fog, and most of the time, what Qianye's eyes see is not what she is. How to face such a person who is both familiar and unfamiliar, but who has his own blood and bones, and who has a lifelong relationship?

This letter was supposed to be simple. Qianye will meet the Mosal werewolf in the new world, and the Lord Sosa will appear in person, and ask Ji Tianqing's opinion.

Ji Tianqing is extremely smart in strategy, but he is not famous. Her opinion, to a large extent, can help Chiya. On the other hand, there is another layer of selfishness, that is, to test the attitude of the extreme king.

Now Thousand Nights can't deal with Sosa head-on, and against the Lord of the Eternal Night, it's a matter at the level of the Imperial Heavenly King. The development of the new world is too important for even the Extreme King to sit idly by. It would be better if his old man was willing to intervene.

It's just that Qianye is not good at this kind of begging for people, and he has an awkward relationship with Ji Tianqing. But at present, apart from her, Qianye can't think of a better way for a while.

King Qingyang was the best choice, but he has always been alone, and there is no definite mainland for him at present, so his whereabouts are uncertain. Qianye is not familiar with Zhang Valve again, and there is no safe and definite contact pipeline. Especially after the end of the Battle of the Floating Land, the King of Qingyang basically did not even appear at the Great Court Meeting, and many people speculated that this prime-year Heavenly King may break through again.

If you want to ask someone, the softer the tone of the letter, the better, not to mention that there is another layer of relationship with her? But whenever I want to put down the pen, Qianye's heart will always flash the face of the night pupil unconsciously.

Even if the night pupil has left herself, even if she is already another soul, Qianye is unwilling to give up this last glimmer of hope. I don't want to say intimate things to other women just because she can't see them.

In the end, it was a hard letter.

Qianye didn't want to change it anymore, so she put the letter in the envelope and put a seal with the Force array attached, and only her name was written on the envelope. Then he walked out of the study, summoned his confidants, and ordered him to return to the empire overnight, send the letter to the Zhiji Palace, and hand it over to Ji Tianqing by name.

I responded and hurried away. When he went out, he happened to meet Yin Qiqi. Yin Qiqi watched her followers leave, thoughtful, and then walked into the study.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Can't you come if you're okay?"

"Of course not, you can always find me. Qianye changed her smile and hid all her emotions just now.

Yin Qiqi stared at him fiercely, and when she saw that Qianye was a little uncomfortable, Fang asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

"Nothing serious. ”

"Well, if you say no, then no. I've brought something for you to see, maybe you'll be interested. With that, she placed a document in front of Chiya.

Qianye opened it and saw that it was a design drawing of an armor, and it was more about armor. This armor is actually made of wood from the New World.

"After our Yin family's master craftsmen got the wood samples, they found that if the sap of the sacred tree was diluted, and then the wood was soaked in it, and then coated with a special paint to dry it, the hardness and toughness of the board would be greatly improved, no worse than high-quality alloys, and it could be used to make armor, and the weight would be much lighter. The biggest benefit is that with this armor, it will be much better to adapt to the new world. ”

Qianye thought he understood, "So the key is the sap of the sacred tree?"

"No, it's all about paint. ”