In the sky above Yonglu, Prattik who was in meditation suddenly opened his eyes. He pushed open the door of the quiet room, walked across the covered bridge, stepped onto the deck, and looked up at the vast void.
That direction is the middle and upper continent where the core territories of the four major races of the Eternal Night Council are located. The tip of the staff of "Fate Guard" in Praitik's hand suddenly flickered, as if someone opened his eyes in the dark.
The Lava Castle in the Twilight Continent is as quiet and serene as ever, uncontested with the world.
It was rare for the Demon Emperor not to be immersed in the pile of books. He and Habs were sitting under a wisteria in the garden, drinking afternoon tea leisurely.
The refreshments on the table in front of them are different from usual, the taste is unknown, and the appearance looks a bit rough, which is far from the delicacy that the nobles of Yongye prefer.
However, in terms of value, the table in front of you is many times more expensive than the highest standard refreshments. Because they are local specialties sent by the "City of Emma" from the neutral area near the "Starry Sky Corridor" tens of thousands of miles away, they are still on the chef's snack table in the morning, and the tea here is placed in the afternoon Tables, only space jumps can do it, no matter how fast the high-speed boats of the two camps have this ability.
After the Demon Emperor finished eating a small maple leaf-shaped snack, he suddenly smiled, "The taste has not changed. I heard that the proprietress is the great-granddaughter of the original one. Meta... Ah, Habs, what do you think?"
Habs put down the snack fork and said calmly, "It tastes really good, but I don't remember what it tasted like."
The Demon Emperor looked at Habs, still smiling, but sighed softly, "Okay, my stubborn old friend." He paused, and said, "If I can't keep my promise, you will turn against me, right?"
Habs raised his eyes, looked at the Demon Emperor silently for a while, and said, "What's wrong?"
"If that child appeared in front of me by himself, I might not be able to guarantee that he would not make a move!"
Habs frowned after thinking about it for a while, "He went to the Demon-born Continent? How come? And since you have been able to know his whereabouts all the time, why did you send troops like the Council's Secret Sword Envoy out?"
"All I can see is the arrow of fate." The Demon Emperor said softly.
"Your Majesty Kane, you are the Holy Mountain. If you must do something, I think there is nothing that can make you really scruples. In fact, you are not as afraid of Her Majesty Lilith as you seem?"
"We may not succumb to power, but each of us must be in awe of fate." The Demon Emperor smiled and said, "Habs, have you ever thought about what would happen if a family had two holy mountains?"
Habs was stunned. There is only one holy mountain in a family. This seems to be a common sense that exists naturally. Before the Demon Emperor asked the question, he didn't even think about that possibility.
The Demon Emperor asked again: "Why did the black-winged Andua give up challenging Lilith that year?"
Habs was silent, and said, "Isn't there not enough strength?"
The Demon Emperor smiled and said nothing. After a while, he said softly: "I am looking forward to the opening of the curtain of the world, and now I am a little impatient. My dear old friend, are you unwilling to awaken again?"
Habs took a deep look at him and remained silent. He neither answered no nor reacted to the claim of a second awakening.
The Demon Emperor still had a gentle expression, and he didn't say anything anymore. He seemed to be paying attention to the table in front of him, which was not exquisite, but full of memories.
Deep in the void, the Hall of Valor slowly swung its long tail like a fish and flew forward. Qianye stood on the ground dragon's head, looking at the void in the distance, but his mind was completely immersed in the Black Book, constantly deducing the strength and means he currently possessed.
The unexpected reconciliation with the Nerubians didn't relieve much pressure. Not only the demons themselves, but also the maharaja, the demon emperor, and those methods that have been hidden for thousands of years and only exist in legends.
And in the end, Lothar also revealed inadvertently that a clone of the Demon Emperor has been staying on the Twilight Continent. This is Lothar warning Qianye that Twilight is not a hiding place. Unfortunately, the Nerubian Warlord never thought that Qianye would choose the Demon-born Continent as his next destination. This news has another meaning. The Demon Emperor maintains a remote clone for a long time, not a projection, which means that this dark holy mountain is in a period of full activity. When necessary, it is even possible for the main body to descend.
Qianye looked at his hand, and moved his fingers, such a small movement also had a faint sound of thunder. What is crushing now is not the air, but the force of the void. Now Qianye's body has been preliminarily transformed from the inside to the outside by the original force of chaos, and the internal organs have also been strengthened. According to the classification standard of Yongye's bloodline, he has steadily entered the rank of Grand Duke.
If the internal organs are strengthened by the force to produce special bloodline ability, then it is the prince. The imprint that can trigger the source of the original power of the race, such as the long river of blood of the blood race, is the crowned prince.
Even if there is no special bloodline ability, when the whole body, body, and even the consciousness and soul are strengthened to the extreme, triggering the improvement of the entire life level, so that one's original force is truly close to the source, you will be a maharaja.
Only at this level of strength will one know that the prince who is between the grand duke and the maharajah is not an inevitable path. Sometimes the awakened bloodline talent is too special, and it may make it impossible to finally step into the realm. Just like the second ancestor of the blood clan is not necessarily a maharaja, the maharaja of the blood clan may not necessarily be the first ancestor.
At this moment, Qianye became the grand duke, and he was already standing outside the gate of the maharaja. The inside and outside of his body are strengthened by the force of chaos, and the newborn body is far stronger than ordinary grand dukes, comparable to a maharajah, and he confronted Lothar, who is known as the strongest, and barely survived. In terms of strength and body alone, the demon king may not be comparable to Qianye at this time.
But Qianye didn't mean to relax. Although he learned from Lothar that the Demon Emperor would not directly intervene in the jihad between the demons and blood races because of an agreement with Habs, Qianye would not place his own safety on the Demon Emperor keeping his promise.
Don't talk about things like promises, which are only effective between equal and strong people. It can be seen from several chases and kills that the Demon Emperor is determined to win the Black Book. In Qianye's view, the agreement between the Demon Emperor and Prince Habs is very strange, and he doesn't think that the ancestor of the new generation of blood who is currently under house arrest is really capable of restraining the Demon Emperor from fulfilling the contract.
Qianye put down his hand, thinking: "Just like this, it seems that the strength is not enough..."
He thought for a moment, then the Hall of Valor changed direction and flew towards Xilu.
Xilu, Zhao Mansion.
The Zhao Mansion, which is like a small town, is bustling with people at the moment, and all kinds of trucks are coming in and out of the mansion on several main roads. On the main road leading to the Craftsman's Mansion, there has been serious congestion, and many disciples of the Zhao family are directing at the intersection, and even use manpower to help carry it.
Countless materials were sent to the craftsman's mansion, where they went through countless complicated processes, and some even circulated in several different workshops, and finally turned into various war materials such as floating battleships, chariots, and main guns. was spit out.
The mountain on one side has been hollowed out to clear a large open space, and dozens of new workshops of different sizes are being erected. Measured by the area, the original huge production capacity of the craftsman's mansion will be doubled.
With the resources of two and a half provinces of the Zhao Clan, it cannot support such a large production capacity of the Craftsman's Mansion. Today's expansion can only mean one thing, and the entire empire has begun to enter the track of preparations for war.
On the contrary, the inner house of Zhao Mansion became a bit empty, and the servants and maids came and went in a hurry, not daring to speak loudly. Most of the main family members are not in the mansion, and they don't have much to do. However, the increasingly serious casualties of the branch of the main family made the people who remained in charge feel very bad.
Qianye appeared outside the gate of the Zhao residence, looked up at the plaque, and sighed secretly.
He walked towards the gate, his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already inside the Zhao Mansion, walking along the central main road to the deep inner house.
Some people passed by in a hurry, turning a blind eye to Qianye. Under the influence of bloodline lurking, in their eyes, Qianye was no different from the servants coming and going, even if they saw him, they ignored him like an ordinary person falling into the crowd.
However, when Qianye entered the inner house again with a flash of void, an invisible focus fell on him and locked on him firmly. Even the bloodlines were lurking, but they couldn't get rid of the attention.
Qianye stood still, waiting for someone to come. In fact, it was normal to be discovered. The inner mansion of the Zhao Clan was no less fortified than the imperial palace. If only relying on bloodlines to lurk unimpeded, the dark race would have assassinated many important people long ago.
An elderly servant floated like floating on water, came to Qianye, and saluted, "It's rare that the Fifth Young Master returns home, His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess wants to see you."
"lead the way."
A while later, Qianye came to the courtyard where Princess Gaoyi lived and was led into the study. Princess Gaoyi wore a loose dress casually, and sat behind the desk, where there was a stack of high stacks of documents, all of which were waiting to be processed.
Seeing Qianye coming in, Princess Gaoyi quickly wrote a few words on the document in her hand before putting down the pen, Xu said: "Wei Huang only knows how to lead the army, and he never cares about these trivial matters. Originally, I didn't want to meddle in the clan business, but now it’s unusual, no matter how unwilling you are, you have to take care of it.”
"Military aircraft is an important matter, and it is true that outsiders cannot be left behind." Qianye nodded.
Princess Gaoyi nodded, showing a little tiredness on her ageless face, and said: "They are fighting to the death on the front line, and if the military equipment is a little short, it will cost the lives of many people on the front line. I am really worried, so I have to deal with it myself. .”
After all, she looked at Qianye and said calmly: "You are really surprised to come back this time. But seeing that you are still alive, this is the greatest good news."
Qianye smiled and said, "I thought I was going to die."
Gao Yi said slowly: "You are completely a blood race now, but you are in Yongye, where is your heart?"
"Heart on high."
"Have you... finally given up on the Empire?"
Qianye said: "I can't talk about giving up. In my heart, I still have the position of the human race. But right now, I want to save the remaining members of the blood race."
Gao Yi's expression remained unchanged, and said: "The blood race has always been the enemy of the empire, and it can even be said that it is the greatest enemy. In this way, you have to contribute to them?"
"Not every blood race is my enemy, and not every human race is my friend. To some extent, I have more enemies in the empire." Qianye said calmly.
Gao Yi sighed, and said: "The empire has indeed lost to you, but..."
Qianye interrupted her and said: "Not everyone who has lost to me is really for the sake of the human race and the overall situation. They are just seeking selfish desires in the name of the overall situation. These people, as long as I don't die, sooner or later We have to settle it one by one."
"you've changed… "
"The more times you die and come back to life, everyone will change. Or it can be said that I am not so easy to deceive."
Gao Yi nodded and said, "Why did you come back this time?"
Qianye said: "Borrow something."