After a while, Qianye walked out of the barracks, bowed respectfully to the room before closing the door, and left holding a package.
In the barracks, the marquis craftsman leaned on the bench with his back to the window, and was resting with his eyes closed. Under normal circumstances, even if the Duke passed by, he would not disturb him at will. As one of the most important craftsmen who built the tower, the Marquis is more valuable than the average duke in the eyes of the Demon Emperor and the Lord of Masefield.
However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the Marquis is motionless and lifeless.
Qianye would not let this kind of special person who played an important role to the entire demon descendant stay in the world.
Qianye still disguised himself as an earl and came to the tower. At this moment, most of the craftsmen on the tower finished their work and left one after another. There are only two earls guarding the tower.
In the other world, few natives would be interested in such a high tower. In addition, there is an aura left intentionally by Palocia everywhere. The aura of the Maharaja, which is as deep as the sea, will even discourage the powerful empire, and the natives will naturally avoid it as much as they can.
Therefore, the guards on the tower were not very strict. After work was over, there were only two earls who were tortured by the active force to guard.
One of the earls barely glanced at Qianye and asked, "Work is over."
Qianye raised the toolbox in his hand, and said, "This is the tool that Master will use tomorrow, first send me up and put it on the ninth floor."
The earl of the guard recognized the emblem on the toolbox, and seeing that the position of the station that Qianye said was correct, he didn't bother to ask any more questions and stepped aside.
In fact, Qianye had already extracted all the necessary information from the Marquis, no matter what the guarding Earl asked, he could always answer. The worst result is just to kill them in seconds, and then forcefully ascend the tower.
The frame of the tower is based on the trunks of different trees from the inner world, connected with Yongye's alloy fasteners, and the outer wall is made of rocks cut from the inner world. The lower floors are like this, the interior is very empty, and some half-processed materials are randomly piled up. And above the fifth floor, there are many more metal plates on the outer wall.
These metal plates are materials that Qianye has never seen before, and there is a little active force inside, which is obviously taken from the inner world.
Sure enough, the Eternal Night Council is full of talented people. It has only been in the inner world for a few days, and it has already produced basic metal armor plates. If they were given enough time, the Eternal Night civilization might reappear in the inner world.
From the eighth floor onwards, different cabins are separated, and different instruments and equipment are arranged inside. It is very high-end and sophisticated at first glance. As for the purpose, Qianye can't understand it at all.
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, as long as you can destroy it.
Qianye opened the toolbox in his hand, where there were no tools, it was filled with explosives and grenades.
Qianye collected materials locally, and took out some materials from Anduya's space. In a blink of an eye, he made a batch of explosive devices and installed one in each cabin. Some cabins are relatively large, so add a force grenade to the explosive device.
In the blink of an eye, the eighth floor was set up, and Qianye ascended to the ninth floor.
More than half of the ninth floor is a hall, which is filled with all kinds of control devices, which Qianye can't understand either. The console has more than ten seats, and there is a main console at the back of the hall, which adds up to hundreds of buttons, large and small.
As usual, Qianye placed the explosive devices on the ends of the long console, and then came to the main console. The main console belonging to Palocia received extra care, and Qianye piled up ten force grenades on it, lest it would not be completely blown up.
The tenth floor is where the force signal is received and analyzed, and the eleventh floor is distributed with a main antenna and several small antennas.
Qianye had already used up the explosives in his hands, but the antenna was easy to handle. He pulled out the green gold blood sword and cut the antenna into dozens of pieces, then soared into the sky, his figure flickering, and disappeared into the distant sky.
There are still many Eternal Night powerhouses in the camp at this moment, and Qianye's whereabouts will be discovered immediately with the slightest movement. However, the faces of the dukes were a little strange. Seeing Qianye's disappearing figure, no one chased after him.
It's just the Duke, if he chased Qianye, he might get impatient.
At the moment of hesitation, a ball of fire suddenly burst out from the middle of the tower, and then one after another exploded one after another, blowing up the tower to be riddled with holes in an instant. Especially the middle part of the tower, where the energy crystals were originally stored, was detonated in the end. A series of earth-shattering explosions completely destroyed the structure of the tower, and the upper half of the tower fell down with a roar, hitting the ground heavily.
In an instant, the original tower was filled with raging fire, illuminating the entire camp, and the dust from the fallen tower enveloped everyone in it. A heavy hammer hits everyone's hearts like a hammer.
This time, all the Evernight powerhouses looked bleak. They risked their lives to enter the inner world, and the tower they worked so hard to build was blown up just like that
Many of the key equipment in the tower can only be produced in Evernight, and two of them are still made by Praetik Prostia himself. The bombing of this tower will definitely delay the plan of the Eternal Night Council.
The dukes looked at each other in blank dismay, probably wondering where Palocia had gone at this time.
Qianye didn't know much about towers, but the main control console that could carry the Maharaja's power was not easy to get, and the materials alone were extremely limited. No matter how rich and powerful the Eternal Night Council is, it is impossible to have a backup for every maharaja.
After succeeding, he fled away immediately to prevent the dark race from burying something behind. The moment he flew away from the tower, Qianye clearly felt a gaze fall on him, which made him feel like a needle prick. Obviously, there is still a strong person hidden in the camp, who is good at concealment and assassination, and is also a fatal threat to Qianye at this moment.
That's reasonable.
However, even Palikia was severely damaged by Qianye's sneak attack, and other Eternal Night powerhouses were no problem. The strong man hiding in the camp does not know what race it is, and it is very likely that it is a demon descendant. If it is really a demon descendant, then it will be easy to handle. Only the defense domain at the Maharaja level will give Qianye a headache, and everyone below the Maharaja can ignore it.
The devil's body is very fragile, so if the hidden strong is attacked by Qianye, he will die as well.
Qianye planned to flee far away first, out of sight, and then turn back, waiting for an opportunity to move.
The continuous flickering of the void, and after fleeing hundreds of kilometers in an instant, the faint sense of crisis that had been shrouding Qianye's body finally disappeared.
Qianye breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down. He was planning to find a different tree and take a rest when he heard faint footsteps from a distance. As soon as he heard it, he knew that it was definitely not the footsteps of the Eternal Night powerhouse, but the Artois warrior.
Not long after, several Artois warriors appeared from the forest. When they saw Qianye, they showed respect on their faces, put their hands on their chests, and said, "Dear brothers from another world, the Holy Spirit of our family wants to see you."
"Holy Spirit?" Qianye frowned slightly.
"The Holy Spirit is high in the kingdom of heaven, it is it that guides our direction, and it is also that it predicts this crisis. Now, the Holy Spirit has issued an edict, calling you to meet."
Qianye had never heard Su Shi mention the Holy Spirit, but since Artois had a holy mountain and guardian saints, it would not be surprising to have another Holy Spirit.
Qianye noticed that the costumes of these Artois warriors were slightly different from Su Shi, so he asked, "Which tribe do you belong to?"
"We belong to the Spock clan, brothers from another world."
"How did you find me?"
"The whereabouts of all life are under the eyes of the mother tree. It is the mother tree that tells us that you are here to stay."
Qianye nodded, "Okay, I'll just walk with you."
Several Artois warriors of Spock were equally fast. They led Qianye over the mountains and ridges, galloping for a whole day and night, before a mountain peak appeared in front of them.
Several domed houses are built on the top of the mountain, surrounding the central house. The house is a civil structure, supported by wooden columns, and mixed with mud and stone to form walls. As for the roof, the huge leaves of the different trees that are everywhere in the world are the best roofing materials. A few leaves can weave a roof as long as they are trimmed properly.
Although this small settlement is simple, there are also dozens of Artois settled here, most of them are adult men, and a few are old people and women. It is like a settlement built to protect something. Looking at the entrance of the village The stone totems should all be members of the Spock tribe.
Although he ran for a whole day and night, he only ran for two days. In theory, this place should still be the territory of Monroe, the guardian saint.
On the way several Artois fighters had given an explanation. Artois has a vast land and few people, and its territory is so vast that it loses its meaning. For convenience, each tribe built a small settlement near the holy mountain, and the Monroe tribe didn't care.
Although this kind of settlement is small in scale, it has the most important altar for a tribe. Through the altar, Artois warriors can communicate with the Holy Spirit and get guidance.
There is more than one Holy Spirit, this is another important message Qianye received.
Qianye followed three Spock warriors into the settlement, and walked into the big central room.
The so-called altar is actually a large polished stone, and the material has attracted Qianye's attention. This stone was faintly transparent, neither gold nor jade, and gave Qianye a very unstable feeling, as if it might tear the void at any time and disappear.
There was an elder Artois who was waiting by the altar long ago. When he saw Qianye, he bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, brother from another world, you helped us expel and destroy the black devil and saved us. The common sacred mountain of Tuva.”
"This is my duty." Qianye replied, also a little surprised at how quickly the Artois delivered the news.
"The Holy Spirit wants to see you."
"How do I do it?"
"Put your hands on the altar, drink the libation, and then open your heart and listen. The Holy Spirit will touch your heart so that you can hear His voice."
A very primitive process, but considering the degree of civilization of Artois, it is also normal.
An Artois girl next to her held a bowl of scarlet sacrificial wine. Qianye took it and smelled it, making sure there was no poison in it, so she drank it all in one gulp. In fact, even if Artois wanted to poison him, looking at the world, there were not many things that poisoned Qianye whose body had been transformed by the force of chaos.
As the sacrificial wine entered his stomach, Qianye suddenly gasped, feeling the drunkenness he hadn't seen for a long time. His heart and consciousness seemed to float out of his body, like a light smoke, rising continuously.
This is beyond the original expectations. If there is no end to flying all the way, and you can't return to your own body, isn't it dead