At this moment, at the Imperial Army Headquarters, a car with a plain appearance stopped in front of Song Zining.
He is now at the level of a marshal, regardless of his real power or personal combat power, and his travels are quite grand. Even in the imperial capital, there is an armored off-road vehicle at the front and back, one to clear the way, and the other to guard. The standard number of guards is ten.
These ten guards are not for defeating the enemy, no matter how powerful they are, they are no match for the marshal who is a god general. Their duty is only to block the gun for the marshal at the critical moment, to fight for a moment of opportunity.
The convoy left the military headquarters slowly, and according to Song Zining's instructions, drove towards the outskirts of the imperial capital and entered an elegant courtyard area. The independent small courtyards here are lined up one by one, compact but not crowded, and the scenery is quiet and elegant, it is really a good place to go.
The whole area is very quiet. There are not many pedestrians and vehicles on the street. There are checkpoints at the entrance and exit, and they are guarded by military police.
Song Zining's convoy was able to travel without hindrance, and drove all the way to a small courtyard. The adjutant looked at the house number and said, "No. 67, that's right here, my lord."
"You guys wait here." After giving the order, Song Zining got out of the car, opened the door and entered.
Although the courtyard was not big, it was divided into front and back. Song Zining walked through the middle hall and came to the backyard. Wei Potian stood by the fish pond, grabbed a handful of fish food and sprinkled it on the water, looking bored.
Song Zining was standing behind him, Wei Potian didn't notice it, and clumsily grabbed another handful of fish food with his left hand and threw it into the pond.
After looking at it for a while, Song Zining said, "General Wei, you are enjoying yourself!"
Wei Potian didn't notice Song Zining's arrival at all, he was taken aback, turned around, saw that it was Song Zining, Fang patted his chest and said, "I'm scared to death, why do you like to do this now..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard a slap, and he had already received a loud slap on the face! This slap was so severe that his Qianzhongshan didn't even have time to react, and he was dizzy from the slap.
"What are you doing?" Wei Potian was shocked and angry, half of his face was swollen.
Song Zining's face was cold, and he shouted: "I still have the mind to play tricks with you?! Qianye is gone, but you can live comfortably here!"
Wei Potian was taken aback, "Go?" He immediately realized something, and said in a trembling voice, "What!? Qianye is gone? How is this possible?"
This is the exclusive recuperation area of the Imperial Medical College. Wei Potian's newly attached left arm needs to be recuperated and observed, so he lives here. It's just that Qingjing is quiet, but he couldn't see the first battle report, and the final battle in the Black Sun Valley was deliberately erased, and no one spread it, so Wei Potian still doesn't know about Qianye's news.
Song Zining figured this out in a flash, knowing that Wei Potian was not lying. But the anger in his chest did not decrease but increased, with a wave of his sleeve, the scenery in the courtyard changed, and he was already under his domain, so he no longer had to worry about his voice leaking out.
After setting up the domain, Song Zining gritted his teeth and said, "It wasn't you bastard who went to Qianye, how could Qianye come back to fight? Now that he died with Yetong in the Black Sun Valley, are you satisfied with the result!?"
Wei Potian stayed on the spot as if struck by lightning, but said, "I will die with her? Well, how could this happen. I just want Qianye to block her."
Song Zining's eyes were red with anger, and he shouted: "How many shady hands are behind this matter, what the hell do you know? An idiot who has more success than failure! You push Qianye onto the battlefield and tell him how to behave. He and Yetong are at a dead end! I have done a lot of things to sorry Yetong for Qianye, so even if I die at her hands, I am willing to die. I have woken up so many times, and I have to go to Qianye to come back Cointreau almost died in Yetong's hands, did you go to call Qianye? We didn't even say anything, I need you, an idiot, to be smart and come here to interfere?! It's so important that you cut off your arm!"
Song Zining mentioned the place of hatred, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword from Wei Potian's waist, and shouted: "You broke your arm and ran to Yonglu that day, Qianye will definitely not sit idly by seeing the pain of your broken arm. Since you are Relying on a broken arm to spur him back, then I will let you never have this arm!!"
Before he finished speaking, Song Zining raised his sword and slashed at Wei Potian's left arm!
Wei Potian's face was ashen, and he didn't dodge or avoid it.
Song Zining's sword fell like lightning, and when the sword's edge pierced into the flesh for three minutes, he stopped suddenly, pointed at Wei Potian's nose and cursed: "You fucking hide!"
Wei Potian said: "You're right, if I hadn't cut off one arm, Qianye might not have come back. He came back for me, and I killed him. Cut it off!"
Song Zining's hands were trembling, the blade of the sword cut through the flesh, and the blood flowed profusely. He stamped his feet abruptly, retracted his long sword, and said, "Qianye lost his life because of you idiot, cutting off your hand will only make you cheaper. There is also my reason here. I will come to you again after I settle all grievances. When the time comes, I will take your dog's life first, and then I will reunite with Qianye!"
Without saying a word, Wei Potian suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the edge of the sword, and with a forceful pull, a section of the edge of the sword fell off. He didn't care about the profuse blood in his hand, turned his blade and stabbed directly into his heart.
"What are you doing?" Song Zining was startled, and he grabbed Wei Potian's wrist like lightning.
Wei Potian struggled a few times but couldn't break free, said: "I'm the one who's sorry for Qianye, I'll go see him right away and kowtow to him to apologize!"
Song Zining stared at Wei Potian, and said bitterly after a while, "You idiot, even if you go to see him, it will probably only make Qianye angrier. Since you want to die so much, then do it for me before you die." A few things will not be considered in vain by then."
"I owe Qianye, but I don't owe you anything!" Wei Potian still didn't like Song Zining.
Song Zining said: "As soon as Qianye left, someone already cared about his foundation."
Wei Potian was furious and shouted: "Who is so bold? I'm going to kill him!"
"Mie? What do you use to kill?" Song Zining sneered, "The other party is the king of heaven!"
"What about the king of heaven? At worst, he will die!"
"Let's just say you're an idiot! What's the use of you dying like this? It's just for you to gain some good reputation for your brother?"
Wei Potian finally calmed down and said, "Then what do you think should be done?"
Song Zining said: "I heard that your Wei family has raised a lot of dead men. Go and transfer a thousand people, send them to Yonglu, and then contact Carol over there. I will give them orders later."
Wei Potian said: "These dead men are not afraid of sacrifice, but they must die worthwhile."
Song Zining said coldly, "They're all faces, and it's easy to get rid of them afterwards. You just need to send them over and tell me how to give them orders."
"Don't you need me to go?"
"What are you going to do? Tell the whole world that you did this?"
"Then what am I going to do?"
"Stay here and recuperate."
Wei Potian knew that his strategy was far inferior to Song Zining's, so he took out a token and said, "This is the secret order of my Wei family, with which we can mobilize the dead." detail.
Song Zining took the token and left the courtyard.
In the depths of the endless void, at the end of the darkness of nothingness, a faint voice suddenly sounded: "Qianye, Qianye..."
The call echoed in the void, and it was unknown how far it had traveled.
In the darkness, a consciousness moved and slowly woke up. He listened attentively, listening to the call from afar, and after an unknown amount of time, he had his first thought: "It's so dark..."
So he opened his eyes, and instead of endless darkness, there were faint spots of light floating in front of him. It's just that he is still very dull, and can't tell the distance of the light spots, let alone what they are.
But that call was even clearer.
Then he had a second consciousness: "I am Qianye..."
Just like waking up from a big dream, his eyes gradually become clearer, and what he sees is endless void, but there is not nothing in the void, but there are many strange things floating there. Some are a mountain peak, some are an unimaginably huge skeleton, and some are like the remains of some mechanical castles. Many twisted steel beams protrude from the damaged surface, as if torn from the middle by a giant. Open the same.
Qianye wanted to take a closer look, the wreckage was even bigger than a mountain, and the Hall of Valor was like an ant in front of it. If it is complete, wouldn't it be able to accommodate half the population of the empire
With this thought, Qianye soared into the sky and flew towards the wreckage. When he looked down, what he saw was still void, only then did he realize that he had no entity at all.
He looked up again, and found that the wreckage was moving away, and the distance between the two sides was getting farther. The wreckage, as well as the mountains in the air, the huge rocks, and the bones are all moving. The real speed must be unimaginably fast. How can he catch up
After hesitating for a moment, Qianye gave up the idea of flying head-on. He instinctively felt that if he was hit, the consequences might not be so wonderful.
Qianye looked towards the direction from which the call came, and flew there. The calling felt very familiar to him, that kind of familiarity was born with him.
It's just that he had been flying in the void for an unknown amount of time, and he didn't see the source of the call, and even Qianye didn't know whether he moved or not. In this void, there is really no reliable reference.
He just has to work hard to fly.
Flying and flying, Qianye suddenly saw a pair of huge dark golden eyes that were slowly opening when he felt a little tired even without a physical will. Those eyes just glanced at Qianye, and Qianye was spinning for a while. When he managed to regain consciousness, he realized that the scene in front of him had completely changed.
In front of him, a huge river appeared, and the river was rushing, not knowing where it came from, and where it was going. And the call came from the upper reaches of the long river.
With a thought, Qianye flew to the upper reaches of the long river.
This time, he finally knew he was flying. The long river gradually narrowed, the river water turned red, the red gradually deepened, and then began to reveal golden color. In the blink of an eye, the long river in front of Qianye was filled with golden light waves, and the long river itself became only the size of a stream.
The call became clearer, and it came from the source of the long river.
Qianye suddenly knew what he saw, it was a river of blood!
The Marquis of Glory, Margaux, was sitting under a parasol in the yard drinking afternoon tea. The fragrance and the faint sunshine among the leaves did not bring him a good mood.
This is his own clan territory, located on the Fenghuo Continent. Although the place is small and crowded with the human race, it is the beginning of his own family name.
Margaux was the last batch of high-ranking powerhouses rotated out from the Black Sun Valley. He had been frustrated for several days. After returning to Yongye, he unexpectedly found that the Battle of Juefeng did not appear in any battle reports. He couldn't help feeling Even more aggrieved.
He only understood the meaning of the battle report after being reminded, that is to say, the battle is under inspection, and currently about half of the credits have passed the inspection and completed, and the other half is still under review.
Margaux happened to be the half who was under scrutiny, and he had been captured before, so he had nothing to say. He didn't want to wait on the Twilight Continent, so he directly reported his injury and returned to his territory.
Suddenly, Margo felt something was wrong with the surrounding environment, raised her head and looked around, and saw two figures of demons appearing at the entrance of the garden.
Margo recognized the person, was taken aback, stood up, and said suspiciously: "Your Highness Anwen, Your Excellency Aiden?!" Then his face changed suddenly, and he screamed: "Aiden, what are you doing!"
The muzzle of a spear in Aiden's hand was pointing at him in the dark. Margot knew Aiden's special ability very well. Although he was one level higher than him, he was not sure that he could escape unscathed.
Aiden said calmly: "I'm sorry, Margaux, I'm on official business, please come with me."
Margo said angrily: "I should be responsible, and I should also be responsible for the Twilight Continent! What does the council mean?!"
There have been many battles, and there are very few cases where high-ranking strongmen are captured, but they are not completely absent. Prisoner exchanges and ransoms cannot be discussed on the table, but there are various operations.
As for taking refuge, it is definitely not possible between camps, but when there are neutral mercenaries participating in the battle, it is quite chaotic. Once it happened, the tacit agreement of the Eternal Night Council was that all the clans would resolve their internal affairs by themselves, and then report the results to the meeting.
After the truce in the Black Sun Valley, Margaux had a bad feeling, but she wasn't too worried. She was just mentally prepared that she might be thrown to the battlefield again soon. I don't want to wait for the punishment of the blood race, but the council directly intervenes!
Aiden didn't talk to him much, and pulled the trigger brazenly.
Margaux's hair stood on end, and her blood was boiling instantly, not caring about the great damage that would be caused by doing so, her figure turned into a phantom and was about to escape. For a moment, his speed was even faster than the original force bomb!
However, before he could completely escape the garden, he bumped into an invisible wall, and strands of black air appeared in front of him. Anwen didn't know when he appeared near him, and the opened domain was like a net for catching bugs, enveloping Margot.
At the juncture of life and death, Margot shot like lightning, and the blood-sucking dagger made a whistling sound like a gust of wind passing through the air, and was about to carve an escape route on the high wall of demonic energy in front of him.
But with a soft "poof", Aiden's force bullet pierced Margo's back, before he could let out a howl of pain. Anwen's domain suddenly withdrew, and people disappeared from the spot. A large shadow flew from nowhere and swallowed Margo.
At this moment, the entire Blood Clan castle fell into chaos. A large number of parliamentary troops rushed in and started an indiscriminate killing. Each of them was a strong man with a title of title or above, and they could harvest a life with just one shot or sword. .
At the edge of the castle territory, several transport ships were circling and falling, and the escorting warships were cruising in the air. There is already a batch of unloaded materials on the ground, and the craftsmen are erecting large-scale facilities in a busy and busy manner.
And the shadow that engulfed Margo was fired from one of the Force Cannon-like devices. After the group of shadows surrounded Margot, they remained solid and stood upright on the ground like that.
Only high-level demon nobles can clearly see that a precise cutting is going on inside the demonic energy. The blood marquis is first broken down into groups of tissues, and then each group of tissues is further broken down into blood energy, and the blood energy is transformed into pure darkness. force.
In the end, Margaux became a blood core, and a large mass of essence half blood and half dark force.
During this process, an old man of demon origin stood by, holding parchment, and recorded various data seriously and meticulously.
At this time, Anwen turned to one of the guards behind him, and said, "Your Excellency, you can go back after seeing the scene. Your Majesty will be worried if you run out like this."
The man, tall and handsome in his military uniform, was Prattyk.
Watching the old demon-born man dissipate the demon energy, and then put the blood core into the container, Prattik touched his chin and said, "Your protoplasmic analysis method is becoming more and more accurate."
The demon old man nodded, bowed and said: "Darkness is glory. Thank you for your praise. This is the top analysis method of the research institute at present. The error value is controlled within half a power unit, and it can include all existing power pedigrees. , Oh, of course, we don't have enough control over the force of the void."
Prattik shook his head and said, "But, I think, after our dear Majesty sees it, I'm afraid he won't be willing to use that person for such an analysis."
The demon-born old man obviously knew the inside story, so he casually said: "If you just need a comparison value, you can increase the sampling of the two provinces of the Dawn Department. We just submitted the calculation results to His Highness Anwen last night. In fact, this is also the case. Very good, sooner or later we have to clean up all the little bugs that pollute the source of darkness, it doesn’t matter if it’s sooner or later.”
Prattik and Anwen glanced at each other, but neither of them spoke. Both of them are observers, and the decision-making and implementation are in charge of the maharaja and the prince. On such occasions, especially in front of the senior wizards of the research institute, no matter how high their status is, they are very cautious in speaking.
At this time, a soldier came to this side. After standing still and saluting, he said, "My lords, there is a food bar behind the castle, which also includes the human race."
The demon-born old man waved his hand and said, "There is no need to pick them out, the ingredients of the Dawn system will not affect the overall data."
The soldier turned around at his command, and Prattik suddenly said, "Wait, I'll take a look too, I haven't seen a human civilian yet."
After a while, Praetik came back, and Anwen immediately dragged him back to the voyage.
Prattik did not delay this time, but kept looking out of the porthole when the floating ship was lifted into the air, and after a while, he said puzzledly: "The kind of His Excellency Marshal is really not a different species from him. Is it?"
Anwen felt that he had a lot to say, but also felt that he had nothing to say.
Due to his special status, Praetik was closely protected by the demons. Even the upper-class nobles of other dark races did not know of his existence. He seldom leaves the traditional territory of the demons, and he also goes to some special areas when he goes out to practice, especially away from the continent with a strong dawn attribute. It is not surprising that he lacks knowledge in this regard.
Besides, what is the same kind? Lineage or Strength
On the ground, Aiden was standing at a commanding height, standing still with a gun.
Under his feet, a piece of clan territory that originally belonged to the blood clan was being quickly razed to the ground. Everything is disappearing. Creatures, castles, and natural terrain are decomposed into air by the materials spewed out by those strange machines, and then turned into groups of data, which appear in the researchers' notebooks.
After the entire territory was completely turned into a clean flat land, the equipment unloaded by the transport ships that were piled as high as a hill was transported over like flowing water, and then combined into a metal, stone, and some unnamed materials. huge monster.
A huge shadow looms over the ground.