Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 1191: method of persuasion

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The dragon ship hangs high above the ancient totem battle fort, and stays within the range of the main gun of the battle fort extremely arrogantly. Although the fortress guns have a natural size advantage over naval guns, the densely packed naval guns on the side of the dragon ship are also surprisingly large, and many of them are cruiser-sized main guns at a glance. Especially the huge main cannon in the mouth of the earth dragon is even more frightening.

Under the natural height advantage, the range of the dragon ship's guns does not suffer, and even has an advantage. Most of the secondary guns can bombard the ancient totem battle fort, and only a few ballistas of the main tower of the battle fort can hit the dragon ship .

And no matter who saw the faint light curtain on the dragon ship, they would not think it was a simple decoration, it was obviously a defensive force field.

The werewolves in the ancient totem battle castle didn't look very good-looking. It was really uncomfortable to be bullied to the top of their heads. The memory of the last time was after the wolf king failed to challenge Zhang Buzhou.

"I'll go up and kill him!" A werewolf berserker became violent.

The priest next to him tapped him on the back with a wooden stick, immediately interrupting the transformation he had just started and calming him down.

The priest pointed to the dragon ship and said, "You can't jump on it. If you act recklessly, you will lose the face of the great chief."

Hearing what the priest said, the werewolf calmed down and stared at the dragon ship above his head bitterly.

Qianye appeared on the top of the Hall of Valor, and then climbed down the steps step by step, as if there was an invisible long step in the air. Others are still far away, and the terrifying aura has already descended from the sky. The aura originating from the ancient inheritance of Yongye is the sign of a true superior.

In the ancient totem battle castle, many young werewolves were trembling, even some who were famous for their fierceness. This is the fear from the blood instinct, which can be resisted by the extraordinary will.

Several werewolf priests who were too old to walk had complex expressions. They may not be very strong, but they have a lot of knowledge because of their age. Seeing Qianye's posture and feeling Qianye's aura, they more or less understood.

What Qianye showed was based on the purest dark force of origin. As far as the blood itself was concerned, it was also the most noble class in the Eternal Night Council. But the blood of the wolf king is much more complicated, and the potential for growth cannot be compared with that of Qianye.

When Qianye fell into the ancient totem battle fort, these old priests all came up to pay respects, and the courtesy was extremely respectful.

Qianye nodded, and said lightly: "You are respecting the origin of darkness. Where is the wolf king?"

"The great chief said, please go see him when you arrive." The old priest did not copy the original words of the wolf king, but he did not show too much weakness either. It is one thing to bow to absolute power, but quite another to crawl like mud.

Qianye sneered and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

"This way please!" The chief priest of the tribe personally led the way and led Qianye into the main building of the ancient totem battle castle.

Except for the wolf king, there was no one in the hall. He stood in front of the long and narrow French windows, looking at the dangerous peaks and the East China Sea in the distance.

When Qianye walked in, the wolf king turned around abruptly, and shouted: "You still dare to come? Are you not afraid that I will kill you right here?"

Qian Yedan said: "It's not the first time I've come here. You didn't kill me last time, so don't even think about it this time."

The Wolf King stared at Qianye, exhaled hot air from his nostrils, and snorted, "It seems that your confidence in running away is getting stronger and stronger."

"Even if I don't run away now, you may not be able to kill me. The best result is to die together."

The Wolf King narrowed his eyes, suddenly stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Qianye by the chest!

Without dodging or avoiding, Qianye greeted him with his backhand, held hands with the Wolf King, and immediately exerted strength.

There was a sudden thunder, and the entire main building of the ancient totem battle fort trembled, and crushed limestone and plaster were scattered one after another. The tall tower on top of the main building let out a groan and tilted a little.

The strength belonging to the ancient blood clan, the Marquis of Glory and the Vice Duke of the Werewolf, faced each other head-to-head without any frills!

The wolf king let out a muffled snort, and took a big step back, taking five or six steps before stopping. And Qianye couldn't stop backing away. The Wolf King stared at Qianye, seeing that he took a step back than himself, his pupils shrank into a thin line.

Qianye's blood energy was a full rank lower than that of the Wolf King, and the gap between the Duke and the Marquis was much larger than the gap between the major ranks. But in the face-to-face confrontation, Qianye was only slightly inferior, and the gap was insignificant, which was really shocking.

Although Qianye was still a step back from the wolf king, the blood race was originally inferior to the werewolves in terms of pure strength and explosive power, which didn't explain anything. The blood race is not inferior to werewolves in terms of speed and agility, and their top-level talents far exceed werewolves.

In the river of blood, every ignited imprint signifies an extremely terrifying innate ability. And there are no more than three kinds of abilities among werewolves. In other words, in terms of top-level ability, even if the blood race has declined, it is enough to crush werewolves.

As a former enemy, the Wolf King actually knew Qianye very well, at least he had personally experienced the horror of the Primordial Spear. And Void Flicker is the best choice no matter whether it is assault, sneak attack or running away. Qianye, who possesses a top-level ability, is now only slightly inferior to him in the face-to-face confrontation. Once a life-and-death decisive battle, it is really hard to say who will win.

Qianye smiled slightly, showing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and said: "It seems that the best result is really the best result."

The wolf king's chest rose and fell, and his breathing was heavy. He stared at Qianye, gradually calmed down, and said: "This is my home field, and there are special arrangements to deal with blood races. If you do it here, your results will not be very good."

Qianye looked around the hall, casually kicked away a piece of gravel that fell at his feet, and said, "Arrangement against the blood race? This is not a small trick. If I'm not wrong, these arrangements should be used to deal with the Blood Throne ? Are you afraid that he will visit the ancient totem battle fort?"

A fierce light flashed in the wolf king's eyes, but he suppressed it and did not attack. Arranging the facilities to deal with blood races in his lair, no one would believe that he was not afraid of the Blood Throne.

Qianye noticed that the Wolf King seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it in the end. He thought for a while, and suddenly felt something, and said: "No matter what the arrangement you said, it is probably impossible to deal with the Blood Throne with Broken Fleeting Years. The best result should be to seriously injure him. But what about when he recovers from his injuries and returns? Besides, this doesn’t look like your style, to be precise, it’s not the traditional style of werewolves.”

Now that Qianye was right, it seemed meaningless to deny it. The Wolf King let out a sigh of relief, and said, "I really didn't arrange this."

"It's not you, it's Zhang Buzhou. He intends to use you as a bait to set up a trap for the Blood Throne, right? Then, you are also part of the bait?"

The wolf king didn't speak, and came to acquiesce.

Qianye said lightly: "The Blood Throne is not a fool. Even if you don't know that there is a layout here, you will not rush into a dangerous place unless you are absolutely sure. The layout here may not be used in some years, and may even never be used. Come on. Zhang Buzhou is afraid, he is afraid of the Blood Throne."

The wolf king sighed and said, "It's been so many years, you are the first person who dares to say such a thing."

"It's not the first time I've said it."

The wolf king's eyes flickered, and said: "According to what you said just now, if you dare to come to see me alone, you are sure to escape?"

Qianye smiled and did not answer.

The wolf king thought for a while, the fierce light in his eyes faded, and said: "With your ability to move across space, I can't do anything about you, unless I use strong means to restrain you. However, even if you are confronted head-on now, you are not bad. I really can't keep you."

Qianye said calmly: "I don't necessarily want to escape."

The wolf king's pupils shrank, "Do you still have a helper? If it's Song Zining or that girl... no, it can't be them, they can't have your speed of progress, this speed can only be found in the awakened blood of the holy blood race Appear. Then, it is Carol in the Hall of Valor!"

"clever."

The wolf king was silent and kept thinking.

Carol herself is very powerful, and the Frost Thunder Temple is not only a god general of her, but behind her, there is a stronger younger brother. That one, even the Wolf King, was not sure of defeating him.

The Shuanglei Temple and the current Qianye are strong enough to overwhelm the Wolf King head-on. Even if there is an ancient totem battle castle, it is not an opponent of the Hall of Valor who can move at will.

Thinking of this, the Wolf King smiled wryly, "You've said so much, you probably want to talk about it. If you want to talk about it, just say it."

Qianye said: "Okay! I will lead the main force of Darkfire to Yonglu soon. Nanqingcheng is relatively empty, and I don't have time to take over the tide. However, the business of the workshops in Nanqingcheng cannot be given up, so while I am away , I hope you don't want to make an idea. If there are other people who want to make an idea, then help me persuade them."

"advise?"

"Don't you, the wolf king, have many means of persuading others?"

"But there is only one kind that is the most effective."

"Use whatever works."

The Wolf King said: "What if you really can't persuade me?"

Qian Yedan said: "I'm not a benevolent person now. When I come back, no matter who it is, it doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter who stretches out its hands or feet. If it still doesn't work, then kill them all and uproot the whole family!"

The Wolf King said: "I see. If someone stretches out his hand, there is probably something wrong behind it."

Qianye said: "Then persuade him. When I come back, I will definitely have enough means to deal with Zhang Buzhou. Even if he can't do anything to him, he can't save anyone except him. Even if it's his wife and children. no."

The wolf king fixed his eyes and asked, "Do you still have this method?"

"If not, why would he give me Tingchao City Lord?"

The Wolf King pondered for a moment, and said, "But in this way, I'm equivalent to betraying Zhang Buzhou and joining you."

"You want to betray a long time ago, don't you?"

"What do you mean, I, the wolf king, is that kind of person?" The wolf king laughed, and said again: "Isn't this a good chance all the time?"

Qianye also smiled, and said, "Then it's settled."

"I didn't promise anything."

"I don't ask you to agree, just to let you know that I will come back sooner or later, and what I will do when I come back."

The wolf king shrugged, "Maybe someone is lucky enough to run away if they feel that the situation is not good."

Qianye said grimly: "In front of me, defeat is death, and there are still people who want to run?"

The wolf king's heart shuddered, and then he remembered that flickering in the void is not only an escape stunt, but also a supreme skill for chasing and intercepting.