Yetong briefly introduced: "This is His Royal Highness Howard the Gospel of Darkness, he is Qianye. There is still fighting outside, so I will deal with it first." Then she left the hall and disappeared out of the window.
Although Parochia had retreated, he walked too fast, and the offensive of the parliamentary army outside was still fierce. Ye Tong wanted to get rid of the strong man who was overseeing the battle in the parliament, and forced the parliament troops back by directly hitting the central army.
As soon as she left, Howard and Qianye were the only ones left in the hall, and they were suddenly a little embarrassed.
Qianye fired two shots in a row, scaring away Palikia. He was leaning against the wall with his back against the wall, looking a little drowsy.
Howard, on the other hand, hadn't completed the awakening process, and was forced to face the enemy, naked and skeleton-like. The hall seemed to have just been ravaged by a storm, and all objects were scattered all over the place.
Howard coughed and said, "I didn't understand the last shot. It seems that I have never seen that kind of force."
"I'm impatient. I should have used the Dawn Force. It's a pity that I was on my way and only had time to make a physical bullet." Qianye said honestly.
The Majesty's flaws are not easy to catch, if not in such a narrow environment as the main hall, and Qianye has been in a latent state of blood, those two shots would not have been fired so smoothly.
Howard thought about it, and said: "I didn't feel the power of that kind of force at first, maybe because I haven't seen it before. But judging from Palocia's reaction, the power of the shot behind seems to be stronger than that of Chenxi Qiming is even bigger. It’s unbelievable.”
After the two chatted for a few words, the offensive of the parliamentary troops outside suddenly slowed down. A floating warship spewed raging fire, burning and falling to the ground, while the rest of the warships turned around and left the battlefield. Those warriors who were still fighting in the castle were all left behind, and there was only a dead end waiting for them.
Yetong reappeared in the hall again, with many cut marks on his armor and a thin bloody mouth on the side of his neck. But her momentum is still there, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
"Grand Duke Felix, who supervised the battle, was driven away by me. He will have to recuperate for decades before he can fight again. Your Highness Howard, please explain to the tribe what will happen next, and let's go."
"Where are you going?"
"You won't be able to send a second message in a short time, right? The communication device here has been destroyed, and your spare blood pool has been mixed with blood poison. The value of the castle itself is not much, and the parliamentary troops should not come again. We Now go to the Mowei clan, Lei Nuo has fallen, but his clan must be rescued."
"Reynolds has fallen?!" Howard was taken aback, but looking at Yetong's face, he knew that although he didn't sense it for some reason, it was the truth.
Howard still didn't move, pointed to the top of his head, and said with a wry smile: "If you can sense the river of blood, you should know my current situation."
"A long river of blood?" Ye Tong closed his eyes and stood still. After a while, his breath suddenly rose, and he passed one level after another, and his bloodline level rose steadily.
At the end of the void, the river of blood began to boil, and in response, it became clear again.
Nighteye's aura climbed up to the end of the Grand Duke before stopping. Right under Howard's nose, she completed a major leap in a short period of time.
After being promoted to Grand Duke, Yetong's aura changed again, and a deep and far-reaching aura slowly emerged, and every move seemed to be accompanied by thunder.
She looked up at the void, and her eyes had already penetrated countless obstacles and landed on the long river of blood.
Yetong's promotion awakened the blood river, making it clear from hiding, and it was no longer difficult to perceive. However, the three present were all aware of the same problem at the moment, and their perceptions could at least cover the main body of the castle, so they also found that although Ye Tong had awakened the holy river again, no one of the other blood races could sense it.
The long river of blood has been silent for a long time. The blood imprint of Habs lighting the crown of fire was once regarded as the beginning of the revival of the holy river. After that, there were indeed several times of boiling for unknown reasons, but even the big figures above the duke They all only knew that someone was promoted, but they couldn't see the source.
However, if Qianye knew about their doubts, he would find that most of the blood boils were caused by him.
No one has ever publicly discussed this issue, not even the second generation of ancestors communicated with each other, because that would trigger a very bad guess, that is, the holy river may be revived, but it has nothing to do with most blood races. They are still in the state of the past millennium, untouchable and unresponsive. Only the ancestors and very few powerful existences are exceptions.
At this moment, Yetong, Howard, and Qianye certainly wouldn't talk about this topic.
Yetong is still completing her promotion this time.
And Qianye originally had a close relationship with the Blood River that far surpassed other blood races, so he put aside his distracting thoughts at this moment and focused his attention on the Blood River.
This is the best time to observe the long river of blood. In the past, the boiling of the long river of blood echoed Qianye's advancement, and countless inherited knowledge would follow. Qianye could only accept this knowledge as much as possible at that time, so he didn't care on other
Only at this time can he go back to the source and carefully experience and comprehend everything about the long river of blood.
The further you go to the source, the more difficult it is. Originally, the source was impossible to be traced by the Duke, even close to it. However, relying on the connection between the ancient blood clan and the long river of blood, Qianye managed to get close to the source. Just getting close is already his limit at the moment.
At this position, Qianye faintly sensed multiple huge sources of power, each of which has a different nature, but they are all the same pure and single.
This is the true face of the imprint of the long blood river.
Qianye was taken aback, and almost withdrew from the connection with Blood Changhe. The induction mark here and the usual state of seeing the mark are two different things.
Being able to sense the source of the imprint's power is the first step to igniting the imprint, which is the common sense of the vampires. But if they want to sense the existence of the imprint, it is difficult for most blood races.
And the twelve ancient clans, relying on their bloodline advantages, have a unique advantage in sensing a certain imprint, which is the root of blood clan inheritance. But even with the bloodline bonus, once the blood mark is extinguished, it becomes more and more difficult to rekindle it.
This time, Qianye sensed seven or eight imprints as soon as he got close to the source, and some of them were very clear. How could he not be surprised, thinking that his feelings or the inheritance he had received were wrong. This level of clarity, if he has enough accumulation, wouldn't it be possible to ignite it
Moreover, in the history of the blood race, each imprint seems to be lit by only one person at the same time. If Qianye ignited the mark, wouldn't it mean that the ancient clan corresponding to the mark would have cut off the road to coronation? If Qianye has accumulated enough to ignite two imprints, what is it, a double coronation
This was really amazing, Qianye tried several times to make sure that his feeling was correct. Although whether it can be ignited is a matter of future, but since he has sensed the source of the imprint's power, he can't miss such a good opportunity to observe. Each imprint represents a path of the original force, even if it cannot be ignited, just observing the rules of the force will be of great benefit.
Qianye compared the imprints he perceived with the twelve imprints of the Blood Race in his memory one by one, and quickly locked eight imprints. Five of the imprints are currently publicly extinguished in the blood race.
But the other two sigils were wrong, one of which belonged to Gusin, the confessor of the death of a crowned prince who had been asleep for six hundred years. His imprint can be sensed, could it be that he has fallen, and continuing to sleep is just a fake news released to the outside world
But there is another mark, which is the castle in the thorns of the lightless king Metanzor. Mei Danzuo is definitely still alive, how could his imprint be sensed by Qianye
With doubts, Qianye inspected the last mark. This imprint is much weaker than the other imprints in perception, if it is not for the invisible connection between it and Qianye, Qianye would not be able to establish a sense at all. Unlike the other sigils, it appears to be further away, hidden underwater.
After examining it, Qianye was shocked to find that this imprint did not belong to any known imprint!
The thirteenth mark
Qianye inspected it repeatedly, and finally concluded that it was a brand new imprint that had no records.
At this moment, the surging river of blood began to recede, disappearing into the depths of the void again, and Qianye's connection with the mysterious mark was also severed.
Yetong withdrew her gaze, looked at Howard, and said, "Your mark is about to go out?"
Howard smiled wryly, and said: "There were some signs of instability. I woke up before to confirm the situation. Now that I wake up in a hurry, it will be a matter of time before the imprint goes out."
Yetong said again: "I saw you send a letter to Lilith in the hall. Was it really Mei Danzuo who intercepted it?"
"Medanzo! Who else but him?" Howard couldn't help gnashing his teeth at the mention of this name.
"Meidanzuo..." Yetong couldn't see any expression in his eyes. But Qianye knew that the confirmation of this news still had a considerable impact on her.
In a blink of an eye, the sky gradually brightened.
Qianye, Yetong and Howard stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the castle.
Near the bottom of the mountain, more than a dozen piles of raging fire were burning in the largest square of the ancient castle. People kept carrying corpses and throwing them into the fire. Among them were council soldiers and more were blood clans.
There are still fires everywhere in the castle, and many fires ignited by special methods have not had time to extinguish. Standing on a high place, Qianye could see the entire castle, but he didn't need to look at him to know how tragic some battlefields in the castle were.
Like Middle Castle, which has been in operation for thousands of years, Howard is relatively active and far more prosperous than similar castles. There are nearly 100,000 blood clans living in the castle and its surrounding areas. It is completely an ancient city. In such a city, there will be many civilians with little combat effectiveness.
The rise of the human race has fully demonstrated to the dark race that civilians can also be the foundation for the development of a race of civilization. Although there is a fundamental difference in the power inheritance methods of the dark and dawn races, since the founding of the empire, each race has consciously or unconsciously begun to value civilians to varying degrees.
Just like the previous Yetong, it was just a native species awakened from a remote branch. In ancient times, it would not have received enough attention, but now there is no such strict distinction between pure blood lines for native species. In this regard, the vampires and demons are at the forefront, while the werewolves are the most stubborn. As for the nerubians, they are still stuck in the way of reproduction.
The parliamentary soldiers airdropped inside the castle, the whole castle is a battlefield, naturally they will kill the vampires when they see them, regardless of age, let alone civilians or soldiers. So under the light of the burning fire, there are scenes of civilians being massacred.
The twilight land of the blood clan, especially in the core territory of the ancestors, has not ignited the flames of war for thousands of years. Even the jihad will not attack the clan castles of the twelve ancient clans. Naturally, the civilians here have not received much combat training. The opponents of the elite fighters of the Council who are armed to the teeth.
Although the fighting has subsided, the parliamentary forces have also gone. However, the losses of the Byrne clan were extremely heavy. In one night of fighting, one-third of the clan members would die in blood forever.