In the central region, inside the Fortress of Eternal Night, Yetong was sitting on the sofa by the window, holding a history book, reading it engrossed. Beside her, Margo stood, looking uncomfortable all over.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a baron walked in with the official document and battle report, saluted Ye Tong, and carefully put the battle report on the shelf. Now Yetong's desk was full of battle reports, and he couldn't put any new ones down. The baron saluted again and withdrew.
As soon as the baron left, there was another knock on the door.
"Come in." Yetong said lazily.
A devil-born duke came in, first performed the courtesy, and then said: "Your Highness, have you read all the battle reports these days?"
Yetong didn't make a sound, but Margot got angry first, and said angrily: "Pay attention to your address! Your Excellency Roloni!"
Luo Luoni proudly said: "There is no room for the Marquis of Little Glory here!"
Margaux's face suddenly flushed, and she was so angry that she wanted to fight, but she knew that she was not the opponent, and she almost went crazy for a moment.
Yetong finally raised his eyelids, and said calmly, "If you think killing you will affect my relationship with Eternal Flame, then you are wrong."
Luo Luoni sneered and said, "Where is the mistake?"
Yetong said calmly: "My relationship with him can't be worse, and it doesn't make any difference to kill you."
Luo Luoni finally changed his color, bowed slightly, and said: "Your Majesty was rude just now, please forgive me. But I did come here on the order of His Majesty the Eternal Flame. If you kill me here, Your Majesty will do the same." Very difficult."
Yetong's gaze returned to the page in his hand, and said, "What did the Eternal Flame ask you to do?"
"Your Majesty is very concerned about the recent war. He heard... some bad rumors. So let me come over to see the progress of the frontline war." Speaking of this, Roloni intentionally or unintentionally piled up on the desk The file took a look.
"The battle is going well."
"Why did you hear that this is not the case?"
"What have you heard?"
Roloni raised his voice and said, "I heard that some people ignored military affairs at all, causing the front line to retreat steadily. Now, even the storm has fallen into the hands of the human race!"
Yetong said indifferently: "If they don't listen to me, they will naturally end up like this. As for the storm, even if it is not from the blood race, it has nothing to do with you demons. Eternal Burning Flame knows this truth, and he will not be involved in this matter Make a fuss, unless... "
Ye Tong suddenly raised his head, stared at Roloni, his eyes suddenly lit up with a murderous look, and said, "Unless you want to make use of it!"
In an instant, Luo Luoni fell into an ice cave, his consciousness was full of Ye Tong's eyes, and his body was already unable to move!
Yetong came up, raised his hand and waved lightly, with a slap, it was a loud slap. The slap was neither light nor heavy, but Luo Luoni was so slapped that he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
After the slap, Yetong returned to his seat like a normal person, picked up the book again, and said, "Since you look down on the Marquis of Glory, then return to the position of Marquis of Glory to experience it again. "
Rolloni groaned and got up, staggered, and almost fell again. His aura suddenly plummeted, almost falling to the level of the Marquis of Glory, and then stopped. Surprised and angry, he shouted, "You, what did you do to me?"
"If you don't leave, the Marquis of Glory may not be able to stay." Yetong said without raising his head.
"Your Majesty Eternal Flame will never let you go!" Loloni put down these words and hurried away.
After he left, Ye Tong said, "Go and close the door."
Margaux closed the door obediently and stood upright like a schoolboy.
Yetong came to the desk, picked up the top few battle reports, read them carefully, and then sighed.
Margaux held her breath, not even daring to take a breath.
Yetong put down the battle report and came to the window, seeming to confide, but also seemed to be talking to himself: "Sagnon is very talented and ambitious. Originally, I thought he could do something."
Margot said: "Lord Sagnon has always been the pride of our blood clan. Has he... fallen?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Margo wanted to slap herself. Lost even the storm, Sagnon must be in danger. Otherwise, it would be better to lose one's life than to lose a famous gun like Tempest.
Yetong sighed, and said, "He's too proud. I've warned him not to fight that person alone, but obviously he didn't listen. How can I face the King of Blue?"
Margot felt the same way, and said, "Indeed! When I saw that lord that day, my mind went blank and I turned around and ran away. That's why I can live until now."
Yetong glanced at him and said, "You have this kind of vision?"
Margot said: "This is my innate ability, I can instinctively sense potential danger. And..."
"speak."
Margo said honestly: "I think that the people who are related to you are about the same level as you, which is something we can't compare to anyway. If you can't beat them, why don't you run away? What are you waiting for?"
Yetong laughed, and said, "You're honest."
"Your Majesty is indeed a little too honest. Your Majesty, when are you going to let me go back?"
"What are you going back for, are you going to die?"
"Death?" Margot was a little confused.
"Then what do you want to go back to?"
"I promised Lord Qianye that I would go back. If I can't work for him, then at least I have to hand over the ransom to Lord Qianye so that I can feel at ease."
Ye Tong said: "You just stay by my side, these things will be discussed after the decisive battle is over."
"The decisive battle? It seems that whether I go or stay will not affect the result of the decisive battle?" Margot still has this self-knowledge.
"Of course not." Yetong glanced at him and said, "I once said that we still owe the New World two dukes, right?"
"Yes." Margo didn't think it had anything to do with her. The gap between the Marquis of Glory and the Duke is still a bit big, and he doesn't think they can replace each other.
Ye Tong glared at him, and said, "If you can't hand over two dukes, then hand over one, and add a few more honorable marquises, that's fine."
"How can that be done?! Isn't this a deceit?" Margo jumped up.
After yelling, he realized that he had lost his composure and shut up quickly.
Yetong ignored him and prepared to continue reading.
Margo stood beside her for a while, and couldn't bear it any longer. She said, "Your Majesty, the demon descendant has been getting more and more outrageous recently. It's unbearable that you don't even need to address him in front of you now! You taught that Guy, it’s really a good lesson.”
"Is it just a lesson? He will never return to the Duke." Yetong smiled faintly and said, "But if he didn't kill him, maybe it's a lesson."
Margo opened her mouth wide, and said after a long time: "You slap, just, just..."
Ye Tong didn't explain, and there was no need to explain what the Pupil of Destruction was. He just said, "I'm just a duke now, and their titles are still high."
"What's the same? You are a great person awakened."
Yetong sighed and stopped talking. Margot also stood aside knowingly, standing like a statue. He knew that once Yetong read a book, he might read it all day and night. Standing motionless for a whole day like this is actually not a difficult task for the Marquis of Glory.
The day passed like this, Yetong was always immersed in the world of books, and the baron who specially delivered the battle reports came in more and more frequently, and his face became more and more anxious. But with Roloni's precedent, no one dared to disturb Yetong anymore. If you can't fit the battle report on the table, you put it on the cabinet; if you can't fit it on the cabinet, you put it on the floor.
The frequency of delivery of the battle report was so fast that even Margo couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded desperately: "Your Majesty, look, do you want to see what happened?"
"Perhaps the line of defense has been breached again?" Ye Tong didn't seem to care.
Margo was taken aback, and said: "The defense line has been breached? Well, how many defense lines are there already? Didn't the human race already hit our door?"
"Even at the gate, they won't come here. He's not stupid."
Looking at Yetong, who had no sense of existence at the moment and showed no sign of vitality, Margot suddenly had an idea, maybe it was because he didn't know that Yetong was here, that person didn't attack the fortress.
At this moment, on the vast land of the Black Sun Valley, a group of human warriors are running fast. There are not many of them, all of them have tattered armor, and the knives and weapons behind their hands are in dilapidated condition. Many of them are holding the weapons of the dark race. However, from the top to the bottom of this army, everyone is as fast as the wind and as fierce as a tiger, and they are full of murderous intent.
At the front of the line, Qianye walked first, with Duke Ming Hai and Duke Wen Yuan on the left and right.
At this moment, when Lord Narumi looked forward, his eyes were full of electricity, and he had long since lost the original old and slippery state. He has a lot of black hair on his forehead, which looks like rejuvenation.
On the other side, Mr. Wen Yuan lost a lot of weight. Although his body was covered with bandages, he was as lean as iron, with a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, and he did not regain the gloomy and obscure scholarly atmosphere.
Qianye suddenly stopped and stared into the distance.
Lord Narumi and Lord Wenyuan looked into the distance, but they couldn't see anything.
Qianye pointed forward and said, "There is a black flame pillar there, which should be the passage leading to the real new world."
Narumi Gongdao: "I was there when Marshal Zi Ning built the central fortress. In the Black Sun Valley, there is only one tiankeng, and there is only one black flame pillar. In other words, this soaring flame pillar is really a spectacle , Don’t say I’ve seen it before, I just can’t even think of it, there will be such a miracle in the world.”
Duke Wen Yuan also said: "This pillar of flame is all burnt by the dark force. After burning for so long, I don't know how much dark force there is underneath. It's really scary."
Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked in another direction, and remained silent for a long time.
"My lord, what's there?"
"The stronghold of the dark race. In terms of scale, it is probably bigger than the stronghold built by Zi Ning back then."
"Are we going to attack?" Duke Wen Yuan asked logically, as if he didn't know that there were only two or three thousand soldiers behind him.
Along the way, no matter how many enemies there are in front of them, they will attack all the way and never retreat. I don't know how many layers of defenses have been defeated, and finally came to the gate of the Yongye base camp.
With the line of sight of Lord Narumi and Lord Wenyuan, the final fortress of the dark race could not be seen here, only Qianye could see it.
He stared into the distance, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "It's not necessary."