The Bandari Continent is a relatively young part of the Devil's Continent.
Its sky does not have the gorgeous colors of the Twilight Continent, but the sky is full of dynamic beauty. Countless diffuse light beams gather and separate at an extremely slow speed, changing from an elliptical ring to a curtain, and then to a fan arc.
The landforms and vegetation of the Demon Continent are obviously different from those of the Middle Continent, and the deeper the continent, the more ancient the environment is, as if the long years have settled here, and it seems to be quite different from the main continents of other dark races.
In front of you is a large sea of crystal flowers, covering the mountains and plains, extending to the end of the horizon, as if there is no boundary.
An ancient castle is built on a gentle hill, almost occupying the entire sunny side of the hill, but it does not have the chilling atmosphere of a usual fortress. Every line, every corner, and every piece of carving is complicated and elegant. Against the backdrop of the sea of crystal flowers, it is as delicate as a handicraft.
Habs stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the lounge on the second floor, looking out, and there was an unfinished game of chess on the small table beside him.
In mid-air outside the window, Demon Emperor Kane was standing above the sea of flowers. He was holding a sky harp in his arms and was playing it intently.
The tune flowing from the fourteen strings is as clear as the crystal petals under his feet, and the melody is like the aurora in the sky diffused on the petals, and then folded and folded into a hazy light mist, gently spreading over every corner of the earth.
Habs listened quietly. This is a very popular piece of music in the world of Eternal Night. It tells the story of a traveler walking in the vast void, and the revelation of the world comes to him. It is the most pure, mysterious, magnificent and eternal dark.
At the end of the usual piece of music, there was a sudden addition of a variation. In front of the traveler, the endless darkness has evolved into rich layers, the curtain of the world is slowly opened, and the stars are shining all over the sky.
The piano sound stopped abruptly.
The Demon Emperor stood in the same place with the harp in his arms, his head slightly lowered, and his profile was like a silhouette. It wasn't until there was a wave of communication from the gate of the main building that he turned his head and cast his eyes on it, then reached out and pulled out a parchment scroll from the void in front of him.
The Demon Emperor glanced at the contents above, and with a flick of his fingers, the parchment disappeared from where it came from.
The next moment, the Demon Emperor appeared in the lounge, and Habs had already returned to the seat on the other side, lowering his head and playing with the chess pieces on the chessboard.
The Demon Emperor said: "The black fire in the new world is almost extinguished, but the burning speed of the remaining part is much slower than the surface layer, and the mist released will hardly dissipate. The pressure in the environment has not been relieved, but is still rising. We and several nearby posts of the empire have had to retreat. It seems that we will have to wait for a few days."
Hubs said: "The rules in that place are too messy."
The Demon Emperor shook his head and said: "It's not that the rules are chaotic, but a manifestation of the concentration of the original force being compressed to the extreme. It's like when a lower-ranking person faces a higher-ranking person, when the strength is too heavy to bear, they collapse."
Habs thought for a while, came to understand, and asked, "What's inside?"
The Demon Emperor said: "Is it a substance that can restore the origin of our world, or energy? Its form is still undetermined." He said with a smile: "There is another interesting thing. "
Habs glanced at him and said, "What can make you feel interesting?"
"Yetong and Qianye appeared."
Habs raised his eyes and waited for the next sentence.
"Qianye recovered his strength so quickly, it seems that I underestimated him."
Habs said indifferently: "No matter how he is, he is just a Marquis of Glory, right? Even if you have super-level combat power, you have a lot of geniuses under your command. Such a person is not unique, and he deserves your attention?"
"Qianye should be a duke now, and Yetong is beside him. The two of them teamed up to make Palikia suffer. They are not insignificant people."
The Demon Emperor looked at Habs's expression, smiled and said: "You don't have to provoke me, even if I didn't promise you, I would never go to the Twilight Continent to bully that child."
"Twilight Continent?"
"Well, they saved the Gospel of Darkness and some blood races, as if they meant to bring people out of the twilight." The Demon Emperor was thoughtful, as if he was thinking about something.
Habs frowned slightly, interrupted the Demon Emperor's thoughts, and said: "Anyway, Howard can't wake up Her Majesty the Queen now, and the clan blood pool you want to clean up has also been cleaned up. Even if they go to unite with Shiyuan and Xinyue, it will affect the It’s out of the question, right?”
The Demon Emperor glanced at Habs, waved his hands in a good-tempered manner, and said, "The Book of Black is on Qianye."
"The Book of Black?" Habs was stunned, "This so-called sacred object has been passed down to a miraculous level. It is said that Anduya's strength has grown by leaps and bounds after obtaining the ancient secret method recorded in it, but we all know that it is completely It's a rumor. Are you interested in the Book of Black?"
When the blood race reaches the prince, they will not be able to know the road ahead from any external force. Habs can become the ancestor, of course, he has already gone through part of the road.
To communicate with the river of blood, get racial memory and inheritance, and then sense and ignite the blood imprint, this is one of the roads based on one's own blood. Observing, thinking, understanding the nature of the world, and mastering the underlying rules is another path.
Among them, the uncertainty of racial inheritance is great, and it is more active to understand the rules of the world.
But the latter is too dangerous. People generally believe that exploring the upper layers of the world is an important way to understand the rules at the bottom, but let alone crossing the endless sea of nothingness and dealing with the giant void beasts that appear inexplicably from time to time, they just want to log in to the upper continent. , It is not something that ordinary princes can do.
No matter which race the powerhouse above the prince has walked a unique and difficult path.
It is precisely because of this that Habs does not think that there will be a secret method that allows people to easily overcome the bottleneck above the prince. And at the level of the Demon Emperor, the Book of Black is even more useless.
The Demon Emperor said: "Actually, I have seen the Book of Black. It is not a secret method. The Book of Black is also known as the Book of Creation. It was born at the same time as our world. Its actual purpose is to record and evolve. In addition Some small functions are not worth mentioning."
Habs asked suspiciously: "Is its evolution to show us the rules of the world? That's really interesting."
The Demon Emperor shook his head and said: "If you have seen it, you will know that the Black Book evolved later, and it is very different from our current real Eternal Night."
Seeing that Habs was puzzled, the Demon Emperor said slowly: "The Book of Black records the moment of Yongye's creation, and its evolution is to deduce how Yongye should evolve and prosper after its creation."
Speaking of this, the Demon Emperor paused, and said: "That is to say, the world derived from the Book of Black is what Yong Ye should have been like, and it is the real pure world."
Habs was stunned, and suddenly realized the problem, "You mean, the evolution result of the Black Book is different from the real Eternal Night?!"
Qianye didn't know what a pure eternal night should look like, nor did he care. However, when the Demon Emperor uttered the last sentence, he suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance as if he had sensed it.
Ye Tong noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qianye's face was a little pale, and he silently used the talent of blood isolation to cut off the lock of that gaze in the dark. In this short period of time, his aura dropped a little.
Yetong was taken aback, "Who is it?!"
Qianye shook his head, "I don't know. However, I may be being targeted by someone."
At this time, Howard came from a distance and said: "My airship is ready. The direct descendants of all clans are also here. When will your airship arrive?"
Qianye looked into the distance, and saw a dark transport ship appearing in the sky, coming quickly. And in the valley of the secret realm, the blood races stepped out of the temporary tents one after another, looking at the approaching airship, all of them looked excited.
The rescue operation of Qianye and the others went very smoothly, ending almost a day earlier than originally scheduled. The council didn't know why, as if it was really only performing an ordinary mission, the next day the large troops began to withdraw from the Twilight Continent one after another.
In any case, this greatly reduced the troubles for Qianye and the others. Moreover, they focused on saving people, and avoided those territories that showed no signs of being invaded, so as not to step into the trap of Little Lynch.
During the whole process, the three of them had only encountered the parliamentary troops head-on twice. Medanzo had never shown his face, and the highest law and order left by the parliament was the Duke. They are being hunted down, but there is no Maharaja in front of them, and there is no trace of the three of them.
In this way, there are almost tens of thousands of blood races assembled in the secret realm.
Seeing Howard's question, Qianye suddenly felt something in his heart, and said, "It's already here."
In the distant sky, the wind and clouds suddenly surged, and an unimaginable giant ship penetrated the clouds and appeared above the Twilight Continent. The hull that looks like a flying city belongs only to the Hall of Valor.
The Hall of Heroes sailed straight to the valley of the secret realm, and landed before the transport fleet. Its landing was like a dragon diving, and at the last moment it suddenly turned light and fell slowly.
Have the blood race in the valley ever seen such a giant ship? I've been stunned for a long time.
Qian Ye said: "Let them board the ship quickly! Don't bring useless things. The Hall of Valor appears in Twilight, and it won't take long to hide it."
Howard also came back to his senses, and immediately went to urge the blood race to board the ship. These blood races all narrowly escaped death, knowing that the danger still exists, under the urging, the speed of boarding the ship was greatly accelerated.
On the other side, the huge transport fleet has just landed one by one at this moment. They are responsible for sending ordinary vampires to Yonglu. Tens of thousands of blood races have long been crowding around, and it will be crowded in a blink of an eye when it is lowered. The transport ship didn't stay long, and once it was full, it took off and flew to Yonglu.
Seeing that the scene was chaotic but still efficient, Qianye was a little relieved. Just as he looked away, a strong wind suddenly blew up from his side, and a group of black shadows came at a speed far exceeding that of the shells. He didn't have time to dodge at all, and smashed Qianye directly into the ground with a bang.
This blow was extremely heavy, even though Qianye had an ancient blood physique, he was dizzy from the blow. The key is that there was no warning, the sneak attack came too suddenly.
Qianye shook his head vigorously, only to feel that the villain in his arms was tightly wrapped around him like an octopus. It was so powerful, as if being bitten and molared by a giant void beast. Crackling in the Kaka.
Immediately, an unreally beautiful little face appeared in front of his eyes, smiling like a flower, and kissed him heavily on the face a few times. After kissing these few times, Qianye felt as if he was hit directly on the face with a sledgehammer by a nerubian duke, and he was a little dizzy.
"dad!!"
With great difficulty, Qianye suppressed his body's instinctive impulse to fight back, and looked at it with concentration. After a while, he was a little uncertain and said: "Zhu Ji?"
"It's me!! How about it, have I become more beautiful?"
"Wait, get up first, the ribs are about to break." Qianye groaned, reached out and grabbed the back of little Zhu Ji's neck, and then took her off his body.
Fortunately, even though the little guy grew up a bit suddenly, the weakness of the nape of her neck still remained the same. When she picked it up, she would feel exhausted all over, and shrank into a ball obediently.
Qianye crawled out of the pit and shook the dust off his body, only then did he have time to look at little Zhu Ji carefully.