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Tulip collar, the underground space of the Lord's Palace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The raging flames illuminated the pitch-black stone walls, and the spirit magic array carved into the ground flowed brightly, emitting strong power fluctuations, and the air was filled with an oppressive aura.

"Ahh

A heart-rending scream broke the silence of the chamber, filled with pain, anger, and despair.

Count Thornda, an important figure in the famous family of Yanjing, a nobleman known for his generosity and good popularity, sat on the chair like a puddle of mud, completely devoid of his usual graceful demeanor.

His face was extremely pale, sweat the size of a bean grain kept rolling down his forehead, his lips were chapped with blood, and a pair of pale blue eyes were dull, obviously weak.

Behind him, stood Lao Wei, the underground manager of the Tulip Collar, a powerful Bloodline wizard!

Lao Wei held a blood-red staff in his hand, his eyes revealed a cold and cold aura, and he whispered: "Count Thornda, do you still want to persevere? Believe me, this is just the beginning, and then you will find out how lucky death will be for you." ”

After a pause, he continued, "But you can't have this kind of luck today!"

The reason why he was not killed on the spot by Frost Sorrow was because Emperor Nightmartial saw that he was the attendant of the God of Order, and his status in the Divine Servant Glory Society was not low, and he believed that he could take out a lot of things from his mouth.

Originally, Emperor Night Martial planned to directly extract his divine soul for refining and torture, with her current strength, it was not difficult to refine the divine soul of a god-level powerhouse, but Han Fei thought that he was still useful alive, so he didn't immediately make a ruthless move, but let Lao Wei interrogate first.

The current Count Thornda has lost all his strength, and even ordinary people are still inferior, but his divine soul is strong after all, and under Lao Wei's blood soul spell to force a confession, he actually persevered and didn't say a word.

However, his psychological defenses are also on the verge of collapse.

"Count Thornda..."Han Fei, who had been watching coldly all the time, said slowly, "As long as you say what we want to know, I will save your life with the honor of the Duke of the Empire!"

After being destroyed by the Night Martial Emperor, Count Thornda could no longer be any threat, and Han Fei didn't mind sparing his life.

Count Thornda's eyes flashed, and he finally opened his mouth and hissed: "Duke Han Fei, my low divine power is just a low-status ordinary member of the god's attendants, and I have always been in Yanjing, and I know very little about other things..."

"Low status?" The Night Martial Emperor on the side snorted coldly, and casually threw a ring in front of him: "The Glory Society has one god skull, two god eyes, and seven neck bones, and you are still in a low status as the seventh neck bone, so you are too modest, right?"

The ring bounced a few times on the hard ground, making a crisp and pleasant crashing sound, and slid forward for several feet before stopping, a knuckle-like relief at the top of the ring shimmering in the light of the fire.

This ring was peeled off from Thornda's hand!

The Glory Society is the core of the secret organization of the Servants of the Gods, and one god's skull, two gods, and seven neck bones are the seven respected elders of the Glory Society, and the seventh neck bone represents Thornda, the tenth patriarch of the Glory Society.

Although he is ranked last, it has absolutely nothing to do with his low status.

Thornda suddenly showed a look of horror, he suddenly raised his head and stared at the Night Martial Emperor, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you, how do you know..."

This is tantamount to admitting the words of Emperor Yewu, of course, with this ring representing his identity, he can't deny it if he wants to, but the Ten Elders are also extremely secret among the attendants of the gods, and now that Emperor Yewu has said it, no wonder he is shocked.

"You can still master Frost Sorrow, you are a member of the Night Clan's royal family? No! No one of the Night Clan's children can wield the power of Frost Sorrow, who are you?"

In the last sentence, he was almost shouting.

"I can tell you, I'm a member of the Night Clan, you god attendants didn't expect anyone else to be able to take back the frost sorrow, right?" Night Martial Emperor smiled coldly and said, "I can tell you that the fall of your god servant is only a matter of time, I will dig you out one by one and use your divine soul to refine the immortal of frost sorrow!"

She stood up from her chair with an indescribable coldness on her beautiful face: "I'll give you one last chance, either surrender or... Destruction!"

At this moment, the peerless empress who ruled over billions of living beings returned, and Lao Wei, who was standing on the Count of Thornda, was captured by her majesty, and couldn't help but bend down.

The Count of Thornda shivered, his robe wet with sweat, his expression changed uncertainly, and at last he sighed and bowed his head deeply—this pampered nobleman still feared death more than he believed in the gods.

Seeing that the other party's psychological defense line had completely collapsed, the Night Martial Emperor asked lightly, "My first question, who is your Divine Apostle?"

This question hit the vital point of Count Thornda at once, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the Night Martial Emperor again, his eyes full of disbelief.

The Apostle is the most special and important being among the acolytes of God, and there will always be only one, he is the chosen people of the Divine Descendants of the Lord of Light, and has the most powerful prophetic powers.

Prophecy, this is a realm that even the gods consider taboo, and the Lord of Radiance was able to become the existence of the sub-god king precisely because of the mastery of this terrible ability, and the Apostle of the Divine Metaphor inherited this part of the ability of the Lord of Radiance.

Although the Divine Apostle is far less powerful than the Lord of Radiance, he can foresee the emergence of threats, and the Glory Society relies on the prophecy of the Divine Apostle to find those strong people on the continent who threaten the resurrection of the gods, and strangle them in a planned manner.

There is no doubt that as long as this Divine Apostle exists, the threat of the Divine Attendant and Glory to Han Fei and the Night Martial Emperor will not disappear, and of course it will be the primary target of elimination!

As the seventh neck bone of the Glory Society, Count Thornda is just qualified to know the identity of this mythical apostle.

......... Darkness descends on the earth, and a bright moon slowly rises from the sky, representing the arrival of night.

The Yanjing Shengjing Imperial Palace is brightly lit, with rows of heavily armed samurai patrolling back and forth, and the towering mage tower glowing with the light of the spell enchantment.

Since the Glow Empire joined the Four Clans Alliance, the vigilance of the Yanjing Palace has been several times tighter, of course, this is not to guard against the barbarians in the north, but to prevent possible sneak attacks from demon lurkers and travelers.

The demons are very good at stealth disguise, and in the war thousands of years ago, they used assassination and sneak attacks, and once caused heavy losses to the high-level of the Four Clans Alliance. The demons have been dormant in the Extreme North Continent for thousands of years, during which they have never cut off the spying and harassment of the Nine Heavens Continent, and the Divine Arbitration Group of each race also has the duty of strangling the demon travelers, but no one knows how deep the demons have infiltrated the Nine Heavens Continent.

Now that the main forces of the empire have been transferred to the Titan Empire, including a group of god-level powerhouses, in this case, the protection of the upper echelons of the empire is naturally the top priority, so as not to reapply the old tricks of the demons to create chaos in the rear.

Under the guidance of the two royal knights, Han Fei came to the Lingyan Pavilion.

This is the third time that Han Fei has been summoned by Emperor Yeshi to set foot in this important palace, the first time he has been made a marquis, and the second time he has been a duke, it can be said that every time he has a dazzling harvest.

On the surface, the defense of the Lingyan Pavilion seemed to be very relaxed, and there were no heavy-armored warriors in sight around him, but Han Fei could sense that there were more than ten powerful auras looming in various parts of the Lingyan Pavilion, and the protection force here was at least several times stronger than before.

The place where Emperor Yeshi met Han Fei was still on the top floor of the Lingyan Pavilion, but he was not alone, he was accompanied by a beautiful woman on the left and right, and a middle-aged warrior stood aside.

Han Fei was slightly stunned, he recognized that the girl on the left side of Emperor Yeshi was the splendid princess of the Mingdong Empire, and the seemingly ordinary middle-aged warrior gave him a sense of oppression.

From the moment Han Fei stepped into the room, the middle-aged warrior's gaze fell on him and did not leave, this gaze seemed to have touched his divine soul in essence, and the invisible coercive power that filled the entire room all showed that this warrior had a strength that did not belong to Han Fei.

Eighth-Order Legendary Martial Sect!This is probably the most powerful guard force around Emperor Yeshi!

"Han Fei greets His Majesty the Emperor, and wishes His Majesty prosperity and majesty!" Han Fei bowed to Emperor Yeshi.

With his current status, Emperor Yeshi doesn't need to report his identity and title, the Duke belongs to the important ministers of the Empire, not to mention that he is also a top powerhouse of the eighth order.

As for the two princesses, he didn't need to salute at all, but Han Fei still saluted the princess separately: "Hello, Princess Bingling, Princess Jinxiu!"

Standing on the right side of the Yeshi Emperor was the Night Ice Spirit, in the Wuthering Forest, she had helped Fujimizu Xiu and Han Fei, who was only a second-order warrior at the time, and the Nawu Ring on Han Fei's left ring was also given by this princess.

After all these years, the night ice spirit looks almost unchanged from back then, it is still so cold and beautiful, seeing Han Fei's greeting, a flash of divine light flashed in her eyes, and she bowed slightly but did not speak.

Han Fei turned his head and his gaze fell on the middle-aged warrior, the other party's appearance was very unfamiliar, but he believed that his identity was definitely not ordinary.

"Let me introduce you, this is my younger brother Night Invincible!" said Emperor Ye Shi with a slight smile.

(To be continued)