Outside the void, a floating warship shaped like a flying shuttle came rapidly, arrived in the outer space of Yonglu, and joined the parliamentary fleet staying here.
Several strong men in deep black armor boarded the flagship and came in front of Praetik and Lothar.
Seeing these strong men without any marks on their bodies, Lothar was slightly moved, and said: "It turned out to be you!"
The leader of the strong man bowed slightly and said: "Your Majesty's determination cannot be shaken."
Lothar said slowly: "Since you are here, what about Soma?"
"You should know that we don't have a name, only a code name. However, out of respect for you, I can make a small exception."
He turned around and ordered, "Call Number 27 over here."
A moment later, a strong man in black armor in the same attire came to Lothar, bowed and said, "Your Majesty Lothar!"
As a majesty, Lothar's hands trembled slightly at this moment, and he said after a while: "Okay, since you are here, let's go. Don't embarrass your... father."
On the twenty-seventh, I saluted again, but retreated to the back without answering.
The leader of the black armor said: "Master Praetik, where is the target?"
Prattik smiled wryly, "This is a bit difficult to handle. It's hard for me to see the trajectory of fate in Qianye, so I'm afraid your search range will be relatively large."
The black-armored strong man remained unmoved, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and said: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor ordered me to bring this to you." Then, he handed over a black jade square box.
Prattik opened it and saw that there was only half a sheet of withered yellow pages in the box. He couldn't help but suddenly moved, and said: "The Book of Revelation!"
"Your Majesty means that you must get that item at all costs."
Prattik said slowly: "Since there are remnants of the Book of Revelation, then this time, the fog of fate will no longer block my eyes."
He picked up the Book of Revelation, and the remaining pages burned quickly in his hand. As the flame danced, a thin layer of mist in his pupils dissipated, revealing Qianye's clear figure.
"He's in the Snowy Mountains."
"Let's investigate first, and ask the Great Overseer to sit in the void."
The black-armored strongman took the map of Yonglu and looked at it briefly. After finding the location of the snowy mountains, he turned around and left neatly. Lothar looked at their backs and remained silent.
Praetik's fate prophecy also has a range, and the Snowy Mountains are quite a vast mountain range. Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for Qianye to find out if he hid inside. But that was a normal situation, and for the truly strong, it would only take a day or two to search the entire mountain range. The trouble is with the original prophecy, each prophecy has four different areas.
A group of strong men in black armor retreated, and after a while their spaceship turned around and headed straight for the snowy mountains. And Lothar also left, returned to his ship, and followed.
Of course, the hard work of searching in advance does not require Lothar to take action. It is only after Qianye's trace is found that he needs to work hard.
Standing by the porthole, Prattik looked at the land under his feet in a daze, and said to himself after a while: "Even this army has been sent out? Is the Book of Black really so important?"
In the study room of Lava Castle, the Demon Emperor put down the ancient documents in his hand, looked at Habs, who was reclining on the couch by the fireplace with his eyes closed, and said, "Habs, you seem to be in a bad mood. Is the injury Tian received in Fenghuo Continent still not healed? Otherwise, you should rest a little longer."
If the vampires rest for a longer period of time, they will enter the deep sleep in the blood pool, which is also the usual quick way to heal injuries.
Habs said indifferently: "No, it's not that serious. You have already sent the secret sword envoys, and the matter must have reached the most critical juncture. Thirty secret sword envoys are all the accumulation of hundreds of years of the council."
The Demon Emperor said: "The Book of Black is very important, or in other words, at this stage, it is more important than anything else."
Habs said: "Qianye and Yetong have a lot of strength. It seems that you have withdrawn the Grand Duke Qiao Qi who was originally dispatched to Xiri? That small place in Yonglu, every inch It is only a matter of time to search all the land, if the action is too big, the Great Qin Empire will be alert, right?"
The Demon Emperor smiled and said: "There is only one Howard left on Xiri's side, which is not harmful to the overall situation. The pressure on the human race will indeed increase. Once the gate is fully opened, they will find out the truth of the inner world, and they should attack with all their strength. .However, this requires them to be able to pass through the gate."
When Habs heard this, he opened his eyes and frowned, "We have the ability to seal the door to the inner world?"
"Of course not. But if you want to slow down the message, it's okay."
"There will always be fish that slip through the net, and there will always be guys who are suddenly lucky enough to slip through the blockade and discover the truth of the other world."
The Demon Emperor said thoughtfully, "You mean... let Qianye and Yetong go?"
"Anyway, you said that your purpose is not to exterminate the blood clan, isn't it? Their importance..." Hubbard paused, and then said: "Except for the Book of Black, they themselves have no ability to hinder you, right? "
The Demon Emperor laughed, and said: "My dear Habs, you still don't believe me. You are right, my purpose is not to exterminate the clan. The intact blood clans are not polluted by dawn, they are new It is an indispensable part of the world order. Those that should be cleaned up, even if they escaped, it would not be a problem, even those direct descendants hiding in Xiri Continent. When the new order is established, instead of providing power, the polluted parts of them will Become a burden. It won't be long before they find themselves losing their strength and becoming mediocre. At that point, it doesn't matter whether they are alive or not."
However, Habs changed his color slightly. The Demon Emperor has mentioned the result of the pure and dark source several times, and this time he explained it very clearly. He said slowly: "The source of their strength is the river of blood."
The Demon Emperor said: "In the long river of blood, the thirteen marks did not exist at the beginning, nor are they static. Since it was not the thirteen marks at the beginning, and it is not now, why must it be in the future?"
Habs was silent. He couldn't answer this question. What exactly is the first drop of blood, and what is the inheritance essence of the power of blood, I am afraid that even the Queen of the Night is not completely clear. In the past, everyone thought that the lack of the blood mark would weaken the power of the blood river. However, thinking about it a little deeper, if the mark is a derivative, then this is a paradox in itself.
The Demon Emperor said again: "The establishment of a new world also needs a process, and it will not be smooth sailing. But the Book of Black is different. It is unique and represents the most original and primitive evolution of this world. In other words, it is the ideal new world."
"You have said this many times. But if you can't defeat the human race, or if you can't end the war before Her Majesty wakes up, then there is no way to build your new world."
Speaking of this, Habs stared deeply into the eyes of the Demon Emperor. This was the first time he conducted a positive interview with the Demon Emperor on Lilith's position.
However, the Demon Emperor just smiled gently, and said something unclear, "That's what you said..." He lowered his head and continued to read the ancient book in his hand.
There was a sudden pain in Habs' chest, not severe, but like a throbbing, fine and dense, and exhaustion also rushed in, but he didn't have the slightest idea of going to sleep in the pool of blood. In the small world of black fire connected to the origin of Habs, a crystal bright spot floated out from the wound on the chest of Lin Xitang's remains, but it was blocked by an invisible boundary made of shadow fragments, it did not drift away, just flickering in the Wandering in a small world.
In the sky of the snow-covered mountains, a floating battleship suddenly rushed out. The deck of the battleship was full of secret sword envoys in black armor.
The leading strong man looked down at the vast mountain range below, and said slowly: "No matter what the reason is, since we are the envoys of the secret sword, this life has long since belonged to us. This battle is dangerous, so needless to say, let's go. "
He jumped and fell towards the vast mountains below, and dozens of secret sword envoys also jumped down one by one, scattered towards the mountains, rivers and land below.
In the snow forest, Qianye was sitting on a rock, wiping the lapis lazuli sword in his hand.
Little Zhuji knelt in the snow, resting her elbows on the stone, watching quietly. After looking at it for a while, she couldn't help it anymore, and said, "You've been cleaning it for an hour, is this sword that dirty?"
"You can say yes, or you can say no." Qianye smiled.
While wiping, wisps of gray air continued to radiate from his body and fell on the green gold blood sword. Every time a wisp fell, the light of the green gold blood sword would fade a little, as if it was covered with a layer of dust , the original sharpness, bloodthirsty and chill are also a bit weaker.
Although little Zhu Ji was not afraid of anything, she was extremely vigilant against the gray chaotic force, and carefully kept it at a safe distance. Her big eyes were constantly moving with the gray air, and she didn't dare to distract herself in the slightest, for fear that she would be contaminated by it if she was not careful.
Qianye glanced at her and said, "Is it so scary?"
"Yes!" The little guy nodded vigorously.
"You're wearing armor."
At this moment, little Zhuji was wearing a set of golden and indescribably gorgeous heavy armor, but many parts showed signs of twisting and kneading. This set was originally Basil's battle armor. After the little guy snatched it, because many parts didn't fit, he twisted it with brute force, so he barely put it on.
The quality of the armor used by Basil does not need to be elaborated, but the little guy still feels unsafe wearing such a heavy armor.
Little Zhu Ji looked at it for a while, and couldn't help it anymore, and said, "Aren't we going to run away?"
"I'm not running away."
"Why? Didn't the front run very well?" The little guy was a little puzzled. Instinct let her know that the breath of some chasing guys made her feel terrified, and she didn't want to face them at all.
Qianye pointed at the top of his head and said, "We've all been seen, so we can't escape this time."
Little Zhuji's eyes lit up, and she said, "Can't escape this time? Then kill the guy who is chasing, will he be able to escape again?"
"Smart!" Qianye praised.
A cold voice sounded in the forest: "Smart? I think it's stupid."
A strong man in black armor walked out of the forest, with a battle spear in one hand and a simple double-barreled short spear in the other.
Qianye didn't raise his head, but was still concentrating on wiping the green gold blood sword, and said calmly: "Should I say that you were very lucky and found me directly, or should I say that you were too unlucky and found me directly? "
The black-armored strong man smiled strangely, and said: "I am waiting for the secret sword messenger, I should have died a long time ago. As long as I find out where you are and pass the news back, I will die well."
Qianye finally raised his head and did not make a move, but asked, "What is the secret sword messenger?"
The black-armored strong man choked, unable to say anything he wanted to say next. Anger rose in his eyes, and the short spear in his hand roared continuously, the first shot was fired into the sky, and the second shot was directed at Qianye.
The force bomb whizzed past, completely shattering the rock on which Qianye was sitting, and the violent shock wave even overturned all the giant cedar trees within tens of meters.
However, Qianye disappeared in the same place, appeared behind him, put one hand on the back of his neck, and said, "The envoy of the secret sword? Doesn't it seem to be all right?"
The bones of the black-armored strong man exploded, and an unknown number of bones were shattered by Qianye's palm. He staggered, spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs, and stared back at Qianye, his eyes burning with fire.
Naturally, Qianye would not be intimidated by this ferocity, and stood with his hands behind his back, not even using the green gold blood sword, just looking at him like that.
A strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the secret sword messenger, struggling to say: "You still don't understand the meaning of the secret sword messenger, but you... soon... will know..."
"A mere marquis, what's the point..." Before Qianye finished speaking, his expression changed slightly.
The envoy of the secret sword in front of him suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed, and a cloud of demonic energy fell on Qianye's body, lingering. Immediately afterwards, the mysterious sword emissary's whole body burned with demonic energy, and a terrifying explosion occurred instantly, and most of the explosion power was pulled by the demonic energy, and it was all directed at Qianye.
Caught off guard, Qianye only had time to pull little Zhuji over and hide behind him, and the shock wave of the explosion wiped out everything nearby.
When the smoke cleared and Qianye looked up again, he saw several secret sword envoys in the front, back, left, and right.