This is a delicate, exquisite, and extremely complex family map. There are several nodes on it that shimmer slightly. Among them is the Trisini family that Qianye deduced, and Emma, who is constantly married to the Carni family, is not among them.
Qianye was a little stunned at first, but then he thought about it. He didn't expect that the Book of Black could also derive a bloodline map in addition to deducing the rules of power.
At this moment, Qianye vaguely understands why the Demon Emperor is so determined to win the Book of Black. As a dark holy mountain that has already stood at the pinnacle of this world, the Demon Emperor is more interested in things above power, but he does not know that the Demon Emperor What do you want to use the Book of Black for
Qianye thought for a while, put this question aside, looked at the bloodline map in front of him, and quickly thought about the usefulness of this new function.
Judging from the map, the key to strengthening this demonic bloodline is very clear. Such a result is invaluable to the Marquis of Carni. It is a pity that the old Marquis Carni and several direct descendants of the family are now buried in the fire.
But the Carneys were a big family, and the old Carneys were just one of them. Carni of other branches can still use this map.
But in Qianye's hands, it can also play a completely opposite role!
Qianye's eyes fell on the illuminated Trisini family crest. If Trisini and several other families whose family emblems are also lit up are cut off, it means that the ancient Carni bloodline will lose the possibility of further improvement, and it will only continue to degenerate in the future.
Carni is of the blood of the duke. Other grand dukes, princes, and even famous families with maharajas for generations also have family trees, which can also be deduced from the Book of Black.
That is to say, under the guidance of the Book of Black, Qianye can cut off the progress of each demon bloodline. This is actually digging out the foundation, just like what the Demon Emperor did to those ancient blood clans.
Thinking of this, a thought flashed in Qianye's mind, as if he had a glimpse of the overall situation of the Demon Emperor, but this aura disappeared without a trace.
Qianye was not discouraged either. In fact, for him at this stage, whether he could guess the Demon Emperor's mind was still not important. Because in this world, no matter whether it is reasonable or not, whether it is a negotiation or a war, only the strong have the right to speak. If he wants to face the Demon Emperor, he still needs to gain strength constantly.
Qianye opened the atlas and found the location of the Trisini family on it. He wanted to see what valuable things could be found here.
The territory of the Trisini family was not very far away, so at dawn, their family castle slowly collapsed in the raging fire. And Qianye recorded Trisini's family tree in the Black Book.
The patriarch of the contemporary Trissini family is only an earl, and there were only two marquises in the most glorious period of family history, not even a marquis of strength. No wonder the old Marquis of Carni looked down on him. But the old Marquis Carni didn't know that the key to his own bloodline promotion was actually to combine a family bloodline that was only an earl at the moment.
The Trisini family tree did indeed surprise Qianye.
About nine hundred years ago, a bloodline of the Metherstein family merged into the family. In the derivation of the Book of Black, this bloodline of Messelstein is very strong and full of potential. Its integration gradually caused a qualitative change in Trisini's bloodline. There is a possibility of a duke in the future, and it is not hopeless to go further.
The current head of the Metherstein family, Qianye, recalled the massive amount of information he had seen in the past two days. If he remembered correctly, it was the lord of Ludren Floating Island, Grand Duke Sidney Metherstein.
Qianye began to rummage through the atlas for the nearby Messerstan family territory, digging out a bloodline of the Grand Duke, which was naturally much more interesting than the Marquis.
Within a few days, gunpowder was everywhere in the Salfis Continent, and ancient families collapsed one by one. Although they are all small families of the Marquis and Earl level, for the demon-born land that has been calm for a long time, and even time seems to have frozen, the beacon seems to have been burning from seven hundred years ago.
A fleet set off from the floating island of Ludron and headed for the mainland at full speed. What makes the Safis continent different is that she has many floating islands. Moreover, these floating islands are distributed over the mainland, not on the edge.
The warship that set off from the floating island arrived at an old castle in a blink of an eye. This is the Winton family with a long heritage of demon descendants. Although they are only marquises at present, when they left Masefield 1,200 years ago, the leader at that time was the Grand Duke Winton. In the following jihad, Grand Duke Winton fell, and he was also the highest ranking powerhouse who fell in the jihad at that time.
Although the family has been separated, the blood from the Messfields has made the Winton family the first choice for many families to marry, including Messerstan.
The battleship hovered in front of the castle, and Duke Messelstein on the deck looked gloomy, looking at the still-burned castle, without saying a word.
He is tall and tall, with silver hair combed meticulously, and a high-topped nose that is as tall and straight as a mountain.
"Or Qianye?" He asked in a low voice.
"It's not confirmed. The surviving people have all inquired about it. There are no strong people inside, and they can't explain what happened. The battle is too short and fast, and the level is far beyond the level they can participate in."
"What about the range of casualties?"
"The Marquis of Winton and his direct descendants were all killed in battle. At that time, the strong family members above the viscount and above were basically killed in battle. Only one viscount escaped."
The Duke suddenly broke out and roared: "The first blood is gone, so what's the use of these wastes?! All executed!"
The strong demon descendant didn't dare to say more, so he agreed first.
The Duke suppressed his anger a little, and said slowly: "Take me to the scene to see."
A group of strong men jumped off the floating ship and landed on the still burning castle. Where the Duke passed, the flames immediately extinguished within a range of more than ten meters, and just like this, he forced a way out and entered the castle.
The place where Marquis Winton died was in his study, and the overflowing devilish energy suppressed the spread of the flames, allowing the scene to be somewhat preserved.
Duke Messelstein came to the corpse and remained silent. The old Marquis looked shocked, his hand was still stretched forward, trying to block something, and then he stopped there.
A demon marquis next to him said solemnly: "It's an instant kill. Your Excellency Wenton didn't have time to fight back, and even the demonic energy didn't have time to condense."
Another strong man said: "Your Excellency the Marquis has not been on the battlefield for more than a hundred years."
All the demons looked gloomy.
Although the outer world is raging with flames of war, it has nothing to do with Salfis. This continent has been stable for too long, so long that the demons here have almost forgotten what war is.
Many demon descendants who are in their twilight years or have no way to make progress will choose to run a small territory in Salfis. The products here are abundant, and the abundant dark force makes the demons drowsy, which is the most beautiful environment.
At the same time, because of the peace of Salfis, it can even be regarded as a place for the elderly. There is no special military target here, and there are no powerful and warlike families that want to expand, so for hundreds of years, whether it is the jihad of the Eternal Night camp or the infighting of the demons, this place has never been targeted.
The experience of the Marquis of Winton is a typical example. He has lived in this ancient castle for three hundred years. He is fond of art and sculpture, and is also good at managing territories and contacts. The only thing he is not good at is probably only the force and fighting.
Duke Messelstein's eyes fell on the chest of the old marquis. There were a few imperceptible blood spots here, and the flesh and blood around the blood spots showed signs of withering and shrinking.
Looking at the wound, anger flashed in Messelstein's eyes, and he said, "Live for life!"
"However, it seems that there is no trace of blood." A demon marquis wondered.
Duke Messelstein frowned, not knowing why.
"My lord duke, several days have passed, and the council still hasn't responded? If it's really Qianye, then..." The Demon-born Marquis didn't continue, but the meaning behind his words was already obvious.
There was a hint of helplessness in Messelstein's eyes, and he said: "The war with the blood clan is not over yet, and other emergencies have occurred at this moment, and even His Majesty Jose, who is half-reclusive, has been dispatched. Now the headquarters of the parliament is extremely empty, and there is no extra power. The dispatch is here. The new reinforcements may have to wait a week later."
"This is really good news." Qianye's voice suddenly sounded.
The Duke turned around quickly, but a wisp of gray air fell on him, making his movements suddenly slow down.
"Field!" Messelstein was startled but not in a state of confusion, his demon energy surged, and he also released his own domain.
However, as soon as his domain came out, countless gray feathers suddenly appeared around him. When the feathers fell, Messelstein's domain was silently destroyed before it took shape.
He was shocked, staring at Qianye, and said slowly: "Qianye?"
"You already have the answer, do you still need to ask?" Qianye said calmly.
"How dare you come to Salfis, you are really brave enough."
"When you were slaughtering around in Twilight, weren't you equally courageous?"
Messerstan laughed three times, and said, "Heh! Let's talk about this when you are in front of His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
Qian Ye said lightly: "I heard that the old Grand Duke Methelstan has reached the twilight years, and the head of the family is his third son. It should be you, Your Excellency the Duke."
"So what?"
"In the twilight years, it is no longer possible to pass on to future generations. There are no outstanding talents in the recent generations of Messelstein, and even the earl is reluctant. That is to say, as long as you kill you, most of the blood of the Messelstein family will be cut off. "
Duke Messelstein was startled, and his anger welled up immediately. He said coldly, "The first batch of emergency troops from the parliament is on the way and will arrive soon. If you want to kill me, you have to hurry up."
Qianye smiled and said, "Do you think I don't have the ability to kill you quickly?"
Messerstan raised his eyebrows, an arm shield popped out from each arm, crossed his chest, put them together, and then said: "I have heard about your past achievements, and I know that the storm is in your hands. It's just a A famous gun may not be able to kill me."
Qianye calmly said, "I have also heard that Messelstein's force defense ability is well-known among the entire demons, and is even known as the source of ten thousand shields. I have a famous gun in my hand, but this time I brought It's not a storm that's coming, it's..."
While speaking, a simple and gorgeous short spear was already in Qianye's hands, and then there was a roar!
Countless pictures suddenly appeared in the air, and in those mirror-like pictures, Duke Messelstein suddenly appeared! His whole body became flat, sealed in the mirror, and his face finally showed horror.
Countless mirrors shattered silently, turning into streaks of glazed light, decorating the world like a dream.