The blood viscount touched one knee, bowed his head deeply, "Territory..." Then his voice froze, as if he didn't know how to answer.
Yetong's voice turned soft, and said, "Stand up and talk. I didn't seem to have seen you before?"
"I'm just a distant descendant of the Earl of Kaos. My blood is not outstanding. I barely got the chance to serve the old earl after I was promoted to viscount. At that time, you were already His Royal Highness Monroe. So you don't know I."
"Did you come to see me for something?"
"Your Excellency has something for you."
Ye Tong's expression was slightly startled. In fact, she didn't need to ask the Viscount in front of her, she also knew that the situation of the small clan left by Kaos on the Eternal Night Continent would not be good. The old earl was captured by Edward at the beginning, and Monroe probably wouldn't confront the Holy Son head-on for an offshoot of the remote lower continent. It's just that Yetong didn't expect that under such circumstances, Kaos could still leave something for her.
The Blood Viscount said: "You know... It was not peaceful when your Excellency was taken away by the Pass clan. He seemed to have a premonition. When he announced that someone was coming to visit, he gave me something and asked me to go through the secret passage. Run away, and must find a way to hand it over to His Highness."
Yetong's expression was calm, but he listened very carefully.
"I was lucky enough to escape, but I have never had any definite news about you. Later, I heard that you seemed to have gone to the human race. I didn't dare to come to you until the news of your official return came out."
Yetong can already fully imagine what happened in the castle where she spent her childhood and most of her girlhood. "The clan... how many are still alive?" she asked.
Hearing this question, the Viscount suddenly collapsed, wept bitterly, and choked up: "My lord is dead, and many of the descendants have died. The rest, I heard that they were captured, and they said they were going to extract their blood. Those bloods are not pure enough. , were killed on the spot, they... they just want to exterminate our clan!"
Yetong was silent for a moment, her voice was as cold as the wind blowing from the depths of the polar region, "Who else is there besides Edward and the Pass clan?"
"It seems that there are some strong men from other clans. Oh, by the way, I can confirm that there are two viscounts belonging to the Dracula clan."
"Lightless King?"
The viscount lowered his head, looking a little terrified, and replied: "I don't know whether it is related to His Majesty Medanzuo." The behavior of the two viscounts alone does not represent the will of the clan. With his identity and no evidence, how can he dare to identify a dark prince? Jun.
Yetong nodded, and said, "Okay, I understand, I will deal with this matter myself. What do you want to bring to me?"
"Here." The Viscount untied his clothes, took out a fully sealed wooden box from his underwear, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, I just put it like this because I was afraid of being snatched away by others."
"It's okay, take it here."
With trembling hands, the Viscount took a few steps forward and handed the wooden box to Yetong.
The wooden box is about a chi square, three fingers thick, with fine patterns engraved on the surface, and sealed with a special glue paint. It doesn't look like there's room for anything in it.
Yetong had never seen a box of this style before, nor did he seem to have seen anything like it in the old earl's study in his memory. The pattern on the surface is actually an array of original force, and its function is unknown. However, in Yetong's eyes, the fluctuation of original force is extremely weak, which means that even if it is useful, it will not be of much use.
When the old earl realized that he was approaching a catastrophe, he tried every means to send it out. What was in it
Ye Tong stretched out his hands to pick up the wooden box, the viscount probably trembled a little because of nervousness, and touched some mechanism, the box lid popped open with a snap, revealing the contents inside.
It turned out to be a book.
The viscount was taken aback, and explained incoherently: "This... this... Your Highness, I swear, I haven't opened it!"
Yetong was very calm, and said calmly, "It's okay, it should be Kaos' wish."
This book is obviously an ancient book of the human race, rather than the thick and gorgeous style common to the blood race. The cover page of the book is empty, without a word. The pages of the book are very thick, and the whole book looks like only a dozen or so pages.
Yetong reached out to pick up the ancient book, opened the cover, and saw a dead word!
In an instant, an indescribable aura exploded from the ancient book, like a peak, like a deep sea, with the supreme domineering arrogance that looked down on the world, instantly suppressing the entire Castle of Theseus!
Yetong's eyes were bloodshot, and the ancient book reflected in the depths of his pupils opened without wind, and an old man walked out from the pages, and punched her from afar.
Finger King!
The blood in Yetong's whole body suddenly exploded, and a huge black sickle appeared in her hand. She knelt down on one knee, thrust the black sickle into the ground in front of her, and blocked Zhiji King's blow.
The King of Fingers was unmoved, and immediately punched out without looking back. His figure passed through Yetong's body in an instant, and then disappeared. It turned out to be a phantom.
After one blow from the Finger King, he disappeared immediately. Yetong held the sickle in both hands and remained motionless. Suddenly there was a bang, and the sofa she was sitting on suddenly exploded and turned into dust. Immediately afterwards, bang bang bang bang bang, everything in the living room exploded one by one, turning into the tiniest powder.
Not only the furniture ornaments, but also the walls, floors and ceilings began to explode one by one, and the scope of the smashing was still expanding rapidly, spreading to the entire main building of the castle. The collision of the two forces, Zhiji Wang and Yetong, was too terrifying, and the Castle of Theseus, which had a history of thousands of years, could not bear it.
When the entire main building began to collapse, two huge blood energy rose from the third floor, fiercely confronting the destructive force. There are many anomalies in their blood-red domain, but they will be destroyed by the destructive force just after they take shape. In the end, the two duke-level terrifying forces can only protect a small circle around them.
In a blink of an eye, the main building collapsed completely. After the dust was blown away by the cold wind, there were only three cylindrical wreckages left, on which stood the two Dukes and Nighteye respectively.
The two dukes glanced at each other, unable to conceal their shock. They stepped up to Yetong and asked, "Your Highness, are you alright?"
Yetong raised his lowered head slowly, his face was extremely pale, and a scarlet line of blood slowly drooped from the corner of his mouth. She supported the black sickle and tried to stand up with difficulty, but just as she borrowed the strength, a small part of the handle of the black sickle suddenly turned into powder. Yetong staggered and almost fell.
The two dukes wanted to help them, but they both stopped, carefully keeping a distance from Yetong.
Blood races are all delicate and sensitive, approaching rashly when they are seriously injured may cause misunderstanding.
Nighteye stabilized and finally stood up slowly. She suddenly lowered her head, and saw that there was an extra hole running through her abdomen, which was exactly the same size as the finger king's fist. After Yetong looked at it, his expression still didn't change much, he just folded the lapel of his coat to cover the wound.
"Was that... the King of Fingers just now?" a duke asked cautiously. At his level, if there is anything that can make him feel afraid just by a name, apart from the Supremes of the Holy Mountain, it is probably the King of Fingers.
"It's him, but it's not the real person. It's just his avatar projection, and it's only one blow."
In the eyes of the two dukes, there was rejoicing and fear at the same time. The blow from the King of Fingers was not so easy to catch. With the power of the blow just now, if it fell on them, they might not even be able to stand up now.
"Why did the projection of the Finger King appear here? Could it be that guy just now?"
Yetong said, "He's already dead."
The Viscount who sent the ancient book was in the center of the battle between the Finger King and Yetong, how could he be spared? The instant the destructive power erupted, it had been crushed into fly ash, not even a single relic was left behind.
A duke said with a solemn expression, "The human race has a guilty conscience and wants to put you to death!"
Another duke also said: "When you returned that day, their Zhiji King and Qingyang King sent out to intercept you, trying to prevent you from returning to the Twilight Continent forever. Could it be that they already knew something?"
"It's impossible! Everything about His Royal Highness Nighteye is the top secret of the council, and even the speaker only knows what he should know. How could the human race know."
"Don't forget, the human race also has many heavenly masters. In this respect, they are much better than us."
"How powerful is the secret technique?"
The two dukes talked to each other, and while they were discussing, suddenly a little darkness came from the void outside the sky, and it arrived in front of them in an instant, and then turned into endless darkness, covering the entire castle, and even the duke couldn't see anything .
The darkness is not terrible, the horror is the overwhelming terror in the darkness, which makes the two dukes unable to resist at all. They knelt on one knee, touched their chests and saluted, and said in unison: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
In the depths of the darkness, a figure seemed to appear, but no one could clearly see his appearance and clothes. He walked up to Yetong and said, "How?"
Ye Tong said: "It's not fatal, but it hurts the blood core."
The Demon Emperor seemed to be stunned, paused, and said, "How could this be? No matter how strong Ji Wentian is, what comes is just a projection without self-consciousness, it shouldn't be."
"They seem to be very aware of my weaknesses, and their methods are targeted."
The Demon Emperor sighed, and said: "In this way, it may have something to do with your experience in the human race world before you awakened. I am afraid they have done something to you to find you so accurately and attack your weaknesses. Ji Wentian has always thought highly of himself, and even he used this method, it seems that the human race's desire to kill you is unshakable."
Ye Tong was very calm, and said: "This is normal, after all, I am the weakest link among us."
The Demon Emperor shook his head, "No, even now, you are not the weakest. In fact, you are already one of the most difficult to kill among us. Under normal circumstances, they should never pick you. I think, this There must be other reasons behind the scenes."
The Demon Emperor paused, and said, "Maybe you have already thought of something."
"No, I don't know."