A moment later, a middle-aged man of demon origin appeared. He had an appearance comparable to Qianye's, and his demeanor was indescribably romantic.
"Abyss of Darkness, Prince Balotte, Pixius. If you must find the person in charge of this war zone, then I am the one for the time being." Bixius said with a wry smile.
Qianye was a little strange and said, "I just want to find the highest commander in this area."
Pisius sighed, and said, "That can only be me. Maybe you should find the general manager of the council in the entire world."
"Your attitude is a little strange."
"It's not surprising at all. To be honest, I would rather give up my reputation and go back to Yongye to date a few beauties from other races, drink wine, and write more poems than meet you here. But you actually named me , then as a member of the famous demon family, I have no choice but to come out for the sake of glory."
Qianye didn't expect Pixius to speak so bluntly. He touched his face and felt that he wasn't that scary.
Bisius saw Qianye's thoughts, and said helplessly, "Did the King of Lightless fall into your hands?"
"That's right. He betrayed the blood family and must pay the price."
"Isn't that right? Even Medanzo has fallen, and I heard that Palocia was seriously injured by you and has disappeared until now. Then you say, why would I want to meet you? I am a poet , my sword is more suitable for killing love rivals in a duel, rather than killing in a dirty battlefield."
Qianye was also speechless looking at the serious Bisius. But naturally he would not be moved by what Bixius said. Bixius is a prince, although he is a bit weird, his cultivation level is still above Qianye.
Qianye said slowly: "I asked you to meet because I want this battle to come to an end, we all retreat, and for the next three days, we won't fight any more. What do you think?"
Pisius said, "Can you promise not to provoke again?"
"Yes." Qianye answered happily.
The attack on Artois suffered heavy losses, and it must be unable to attack. They were already sparsely populated and had difficulty in giving birth. They lost nearly a thousand soldiers in the First World War. The three tribes were all seriously injured, and they could not recover within a hundred years.
Bixius smiled and said, "It seems that I really shouldn't agree to you. However, who made me not interested in fighting at all? Well, I can still promise you in three days."
"You shouldn't go back on your word, right?" Qianye suddenly felt that the prince was a bit unreliable.
"The reputation of a demon prince is more valuable than three days. In fact, no matter three days or thirty days, the outcome is the same. You should also know this." Bixius looked at Qianye's eyes There was a trace of pity.
Qianye said: "Can you be more specific?"
"It's okay to tell you. The council will win in the end, and the reason is actually very simple. Qianye, you are probably one of the top geniuses of all time, and even the Holy Mountain is not a dream. However, you are only one person, how can you be with the council for thousands of years?" Contrasting background? And the ally you chose, hehe, I’m afraid it will really disappoint you. The one who deserves the respect of all our congressmen has fallen in the battle of the floating island.”
"It doesn't matter what they say, it's my own choice."
Pisius bowed and said, "Okay, then I wish you success."
Qianye stood in the air, quietly watching the strong Yongye recede like a tide. The surviving Artois warriors gathered and waited for orders.
"Go back to the Holy Land first."
After receiving the order, the Artois warriors collected the remains of the same clan, piled them together and cremated them, and then fell into the forest and returned to the holy peak.
Qianye did not leave, but stood still in the air for a long time.
A voice finally sounded: "Little friend is still not leaving, are you waiting for me?"
Qianye turned around slowly, looking at the middle-aged man who appeared out of thin air. This person has clear eyebrows and a smile on his lips, but there is no smile in his eyes, but an inexplicable coldness and arrogance.
His aura is vast and boundless, ethereal, even Qianye at this moment has a feeling that he can't see the bottom and can't touch the edge. If Qianye can't see through it, needless to say, he is undoubtedly the king of heaven.
Qianye cupped his hands according to imperial etiquette, and said, "Dare to ask your name?"
"Fang Shunxuan, the empire has gained a title, King Dingxuan."
"Long admiration." Qianye saluted solemnly.
King Dingxuan waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "You and I are not affiliated with each other, and we are outside the territory, so there is no need to be polite."
"That's good." Seeing that King Dingxuan had a hidden intention of rejecting people thousands of miles away, Qianye naturally wouldn't try to curry favor with anything.
"Little friend, he severely injured the Lord of Masefield and killed the King of Darkness at a young age. His record is brilliant, which is rare in the world. In the future, the empire will reward you for its merits, and you must be a part of it."
Qianye shook his head, "I'm not interested in conferring rewards. Are Zining and Cointreau alright?"
King Dingxuan caressed his beard and said: "A new coach, a newly promoted Duke, can't be better. The future of the empire depends on them. Recently, some people said that after Xitang and Boqian, The twin walls of the new empire have already begun to emerge."
"Will they come too?"
"That's not necessarily the case. The world is full of dangers, and it is most suitable for us old guys. They are still young, and it may not be a good thing to come in. The empire is full of talents, and there is no need to gamble with the future national pillars."
King Dingxuan said calmly, Qianye was expressionless, and suddenly said: "I think you have already discovered the Eternal Night Tower, right?"
King Dingxuan was slightly startled, but he relied on his status and was unwilling to lie, so he immediately said: "That's right."
"Since that's the case, why don't you take action? Do you want to sit and watch Yongye build up here?"
"It's a matter of great importance, and we should make a decision before moving."
Qianye stared at King Dingxuan without blinking. But King Dingxuan's determination is not trivial, his expression remains unmoved.
After a while, it was Qianye who spoke first, and said: "Have you ever thought that Yongye is so powerful, if the Artua tribe and I can't resist, the empire will still have to fight? It's this time, do you still want to intrigue? ?”
The smile on King Dingxuan's face remained unchanged, and he said in a calm and unhurried manner: "Little friend, what you said is wrong. This king has always acted impartially. If it is time to take action, he will never sit back and watch. From the current point of view, little friend fights The strength is astonishing, in a confrontation between the two Great Monarchs, one wounded and the other died, there was no need for this king to do anything extra."
Qianye pointed at the pile of corpses of the Artois warriors who were still burning, and said, "If you had shot earlier, they wouldn't have died."
"It's just a foreign race, why should it matter?"
"But… "
"This kind of thing has many hands and long legs. If it is not enlightened and intelligent, it is no different from a monster. Could it be possible that my little friend still thinks they are human?"
These words left Qianye speechless. He breathed heavily on his chest, finally exhaled, and said: "The sages have said that there is no distinction between teaching and learning. Even the Eternal Night Council regards intelligent races as equal members. Could it be that the dignified empire is not as good as Dark race?"
"Little friend also knows the words of the sages. Don't you know that Taizu said that if you are not of my race, your heart must be different?"
Qianye had heard this sentence countless times. He examined King Dingxuan's unchanging smile, cupped his hands after a while, and said, "If that's the case, then I'll take my leave."
"No." King Dingxuan's smile remained unchanged.