On the Twilight Continent, Qianye, Yetong, and Howard flew close to the ground, advancing at full speed.
Suddenly Howard murmured: "Although the main castle of Middel is not my first castle, I built it myself. When it was first completed, there was no human empire. I didn't expect to live in a place for more than a thousand years. , It’s so ruined.” He said with a sigh.
The three of them ran for half a day, and Howard gasped a little. He looked at the sky and said, "My connection with the imprint is even weaker. Are you sure you want to bring this useless old thing with me?"
Yetong said: "There is only one dark gospel. With you, the Byrne clan will not perish."
Howard took a breath and said, "Okay, you convinced me."
For any ancient clan, the original ancestor blood is the source of everything. A living Patriarch, or Maharaja among the descendants, is everything. The importance of the Dark Gospel has surpassed all other members of the Byrne clan. This is the standard of judging blood traditions.
Qianye was thoughtful, seeing Howard was a little behind, he slowed down and stretched out his hand.
Howard obviously hesitated, but then smiled wryly, and muttered to himself: "Since he is already a useless old guy, why do you want to think so much!"
He stretched out his hand to hold Qianye's arm, only to feel a strong force coming, and the speed increased suddenly. Yetong in front of her also speeded up correspondingly, flying across the mountains, rivers and land like the wind. It was only then that Howard knew that Yetong and Qianye had been keeping their strength and not running with all their strength.
"You...you don't look like a duke too much." He could only sigh.
When night fell, the three finally arrived at Fleet Castle, and all they saw were ruins.
This castle is one of the two largest castles of the Movi Clan in the Twilight Continent. The owner, the Vice-Duke Van Trief, is stable and mediocre, and has never awakened the blood of his ancestor in his life. But he is usually gentle and helpful, and has a pretty good reputation among the blood clan.
The Green King has been sleeping for many years, and has hardly come out for activities in the past few hundred years. The overall strength of the Mowei clan has also declined. Although there were many dukes in the clan, Van Trief was able to preside over one of the most important castles in the clan just as the vice duke, which was also a circumstantial evidence.
If the Lord of Masefield hadn't appeared, Howard's castle could last for many days under the siege of the parliamentary army, and it could last even longer. But the Fleet Castle in front of him didn't have the presence of the Dark Lord, and it seemed that it didn't even last a day.
In the ruins of the ancient castle, there are occasional figures flickering. Although they acted cautiously, how could they escape the eyes of Yetong and Qianye.
"It's a demon descendant. It seems that they are staying here, waiting for an opportunity to arrest the blood clan who came to investigate or contact them." Yetong said.
Qianye pointed and said: "Their camp is over there, that is the half-down building. I'll go."
"good."
Qianye's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot. A moment later, the building that lacked the upper half was suddenly covered by a crimson golden force field, and collapsed layer by layer.
Within the domain, a few demons struggled to fly up, but after flying more than ten meters, they fell with all their strength. In a blink of an eye, all the buildings within the domain were wiped out, while everything outside the domain was intact, and the boundary was cut like a knife.
Howard raised his eyebrows and said, "What a powerful field!"
The blazing dawn force in Qianye's domain made even him feel a little dazzling, not to mention those demon descendants in the domain. Qianye's morning light field is unparalleled in weakening and killing the dark race.
After a while, Qianye closed the domain and made a gesture, and Yetong and Howard flew over.
In the ruins, there are dozens of fallen demons everywhere. Two of the earls could still sit, and they could only sit, and only the leading marquis could barely stand. But judging by the way he wobbled, he might fall down if pushed.
All the demon descendants looked at Qianye with fear in their eyes. As the descendants of darkness, the hellish morning light domain just now was an experience they never wanted to have again.
"Where is Vice-Duke Van Trief now?" Howard hit the nail on the head when he spoke.
The demon marquis just sneered, "You blood remnants, how long do you think you can escape? It's wishful thinking to ask something from me!"
Howard didn't feel annoyed, and said with a smile: "Soon you will know why they call me the dark gospel."
A moment later, a terrible scream resounded through the sky.
"How about it, can I say it?" Howard still stood where he was, without moving. And that marquis was paralyzed on the ground, twitching constantly, white foam gushing from his mouth and nose.
Hearing Howard's voice, he yelled again, and kept backing away, obviously terrified.
Howard raised his hand and waved lightly, and a icy blood flowed down, finally calming down the devil-born Marquis.
This time, the demon was no longer stubborn, and said honestly: "Van Trief is not dead. At the last moment, he...surrendered. Now he and the rest of the more than 300 people are locked in the castle of the Marquis of Eval. In two days, it will be transferred to the Devil's Continent."
"Aivar, the last time I saw her was a child, now she is a Marquis? Unexpectedly, even she has turned to the devil." After feeling emotional, Howard said: "We have seen the war, I think, What we need to know more now is the cause of the war, and why so many clansmen have turned to the demons."
Qianye said: "Maybe they are just afraid. In the Black Sun Valley not long ago, there were three werewolves and blood marquises who were willing to surrender. And in Yonglu, there are more such examples."
Howard shook his head, "Eternal species are indeed more afraid of death, but not all of them are like this. What's more, your true identity on the battlefield still belongs to a third party. This is a very subtle difference. Surrender and redemption are actually the same. It was acquiesced. But the situation faced by these traitors is not like this. I know a few of them better. They are quite assertive and responsible. There are other reasons. We need to figure out what is it that lures them to betray the queen and the clan, and the river of blood, and seek refuge with the demons."
Qianye nodded, thoughtfully. As long-lived species, if they are not afraid of death, there are very few things that can tempt them. Not power, but power. As for faith, it doesn't exist. For the blood clan, the river of blood is the only belief. Even the river of blood can be abandoned. What beliefs can't be let go
Hearing what Howard said, Qianye also felt that maybe the reason behind the scenes was the key. He regretted that he killed Marquis Lynch a little too quickly, so he didn't continue to question him. At that time, he and Yetong didn't realize that this kind of betrayal might be real and autonomous.
But without Lynch, there will still be Aivar. It's just that Van Trier has surrendered, is there still value in saving? Qianye cast doubtful eyes on Yetong.
Yetong thought for a moment, and said, "Reynolds has no direct descendants. Van Trier is a direct descendant of his sister. Speaking of which, it is already his closest relationship. No matter what happens to him, let's go and see the situation first. Going to the Devil's Continent is not a good thing."
"Okay." Qianye nodded.
The territory of the Zhao Clan, Youtong Pass, is the front line bordering the three parties of the rebels and the Dark Territory.
At this moment, in this military city, the clouds of battle are dense.
At noon, the outer void defense system of the Zhao Clan suddenly discovered that a duke-level dark race fleet appeared in the airspace in the direction of Younan and Wubei provinces where the rebels lived in the opposite direction, and some of the warships were painted with the Eternal Night Council. sign.
From the perspective of airspace security, the location of the fleet has not yet threatened the territory of the empire, but the distance is already very close.
The current empire has entered a state of full combat readiness. Although it is kept secret, in fact, the heads of families and generals above the lieutenant general are all ready to fight. Lieutenant General Zhao Ruqin, who sits in Youtong Pass, is naturally included in this list.
Zhao Ruqin is good at defense and strategic judgment.
Although according to intelligence, the dark territory in the western land is not very peaceful recently, and it seems that the dark race itself has some civil wars, but Zhao Ruqin still did not put the appearance of this fleet aside, and even boarded the battleship to observe from a distance in the outer void.
When he returned to the ground, he immediately dispatched scouts to report the news to Zhao Clan's headquarters.
The response of Zhao Clan's headquarters was extremely fast, and after more than an hour, a high-speed boat brought Zhao Jundu.
When Zhao Ruqin saw Zhao Jundu, he was taken aback. He had heard that Zhao Jundu was recuperating in the imperial capital, but he didn't know that he had returned to the West Continent.
Zhao Ruqin hastily walked a few steps, went up to greet him, "Why did the Fourth Young Master come here in person, are your injuries healed?"
Zhao Jundu bowed his head in return, and said: "The king of Beiyue is in the main mansion. He sensed an unknown vibration in the void outside the West Land. It just so happened that your information was delivered. I'll come over to see if it came from here."
"Unidentified oscillation?" Zhao Ruqin was taken aback. The Heavenly King's perception is very important, but the source is unknown. For military strategists, they are most afraid of such ambiguity.
Zhao Jundu followed Zhao Ruqin to the lookout tower on the city wall, and while looking towards the nearest Younan Province, he asked, "Have you notified the war zone?"
Just as Zhao Ruqin was about to answer, he saw two high-speed boats of the regular imperial army rushing towards the sky in the east. Before landing, two figures jumped out of the airships one after another and flew directly towards the city.
One of the young men with a jade-like face was none other than Zhao Junhong, deputy commander of the Western Army District.
Zhao Ruqin didn't need to explain now, Zhao Jundu and Zhao Junhong briefly greeted each other, and turned their attention to the other person. The other party was also wearing the military uniform of the regular army of the Empire, but the pattern on the collar was different. It was the emblem of the Beifu Legion.
Zhao Jundu felt that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't call out his name for a while, Zhao Junhong had already introduced quickly beside him: "This is General Lin Wu, who is now the admiral of the Beifu Legion."