Qianye can now be sure that the voice will never be Anduya, but why can the message be transmitted through the crystal fragment of the Black Wing Monarch.
Besides, it's fine in other places. This is the relic of the Black Wing King. Anduya left such a shocking arrangement thousands of years ago. How could he allow someone to pretend to be in his palace
And after Qianye walked out of the secret room, the primordial wing fell silent, and Anduya's will was also silent, and no further reminders were given. Could this be the test brought about by the accident that the Black Wing Monarch mentioned
Qianye looked at the skull in his hand, and wanted to throw it hard against the opposite wall. Even if he is facing a dark lord who ranks among the top in the history of the dark race, he absolutely doesn't like the feeling of being led by the nose.
The voice in the ear urged even more urgently.
Qianye calmed down his depressed mood, followed the sound and walked all the way, and found that he had returned to the huge hall that he entered first. Finally he found the source of the call, which came from thirteen ancient blood coffins behind the altar where the Book of Black was placed.
Only now was Qianye able to observe these blood coffins carefully, and unexpectedly discovered that the clan emblems engraved on each coffin lid were different. From the first Pass clan to the twelfth Caton clan, there are twelve ancient blood clans recorded , all concentrated here.
Qianye's face changed slightly, but he also felt that this situation was too unreasonable. According to human's understanding of the blood clan, it is impossible for the twelve clans to coexist peacefully. Besides, whether it is a mummified corpse or a sleeping ancient blood clan in the blood coffin, they should also live together with their own clan.
The most chilling thing is the thirteenth blood coffin, which is also carved with gorgeous and complicated patterns, but without any emblem. In the legend of the blood clan, there are a total of thirteen ancestors, but only twelve have been recorded and passed down from descendants. So what is this blood coffin
Thirteenth clan
For the human race, this is by no means good news. If the thirteenth clan really existed, it means that the blood clan world has a new ancestor power. Even if it is silent now, it is unknown when it will awaken among the descendants.
"Come near me and present my head! In the name of ancient Anduar, you will gain power, status and power!"
This time Qianye heard it clearly, the sound came from the first blood coffin.
But Qianye ignored it, and instead reached out and pushed a coffin beside him. The heavy coffin lid was cold to the touch, with the texture of wood, but its hardness and quality definitely surpassed that of alloy.
The coffin lid was opened, and inside was the corpse of a high-ranking vampire, dressed in military uniform, with an olive branch surrounded by gold leaves on the edge of the badge, which turned out to be a Marquis of Glory. It's just that there is a hole in his chest, and the blood core has long since disappeared. A blood race that has lost its blood core is like a human being that has lost its heart, and has long since died.
At this moment, the lid of the first blood coffin slowly opened by itself, revealing the sleeping blood race inside.
When the blood race enters a long-term deep sleep, except that they will look thinner, there is no difference in other places from sleeping. The longer they sleep, the thinner and weaker they become. After sleeping for more than a hundred years, these blood races need to soak in the blood pool to wake up.
The vampire who appeared in front of Qianye was already so skinny that it was almost like a skeleton. He was also dressed in a military uniform, with several huge wounds on his body surface, many decorations were broken and lost, and his rank could not be identified. Those wounds seemed to have not been treated at that time. After a long time, the surrounding flesh and blood were all white, as if weathered.
Although the wound on this vampire's body looks serious, the blood nucleus is intact, but the head is missing.
"Lucky Bloodborn, you have done well, very well! Now, place my head on my body, and sacrifice a little blood. I, the great King Anduar, shall rise. And You, will get the blood of the ancestor, and have the ability to create a new clan!"
At this time, the voice no longer shook Qianye's ears like a bell, and was low with indescribable magic power, as if it came from the bottom of a person's heart, every word and every word was what he wanted to do most at the moment.
Qianye only felt a trance for a while, and walked forward step by step uncontrollably.
There was a warning sign in his heart, and he felt that he was suddenly split into two halves. One half wanted to go to the first blood coffin and put the skull on the body, while the other half desperately dragged his footsteps, and at the same time wanted to crush the skull on his hands.
If someone was watching at this time, they would see that Qianye was like a malfunctioning mechanical puppet, taking two steps forward and one step back, sometimes turning around in a circle, and constantly raising and lowering his arms. However, behind this seemingly ridiculous action, there is an extremely fierce struggle for will!
The purple blood energy expanded again when Qianye took a step, but this time it failed to completely block the control of the voice, it just kept interfering so that Qianye would not be completely defeated in the fight for control of the body.
The power of the purple blood energy was rapidly consumed, Qianye's consciousness became more and more drowsy, and the dark gold blood energy that had been entrenched outside the heart suddenly moved, spitting out a blood line as thin as a cow's hair, almost traveling along the blood at the speed of light Jumping to Qianye's eyebrows, it suddenly exploded.
Qianye felt a sharp pain in his head, and his consciousness suddenly became extremely clear.
The moment he regained full control of his body, he knew that this opportunity might be fleeting, and he no longer cared about the possible conflict between the full of blood and the force of the dawn, and immediately pushed for a decisive battle. The wave of force was like a storm on the sea. Like roaring.
The dark golden blood energy suddenly retracted into the heart, but left behind a pair of light wing phantoms outlined by the golden glow. When the pure dawn force of Song's ancient scroll swept past, the scarlet world , the golden dots float and sink, and then explode into flames one after another.
The crimson-colored golden flame of force poured out from Qianye's hands, and poured on the headless blood like a waterfall. In an instant, a raging silver fire ignited, and an extremely shrill scream echoed throughout the entire city There was a sound in the hall.
The sharp sound that seemed to be able to penetrate everything was like a sharp blade, directly stabbing and twisting Qianye's consciousness, making him almost faint from the pain. However, Qianye only had his eyes darkened, and with the will tempered by walking on the edge of death, he resisted the attack that seemed to be directly slashed at the soul.
He shook off the skull again, and this time the skull flew out of his hand successfully. Qianye pulled out the twin flowers, pressed the last magic-breaking mithril bullet into the magazine, raised the gun, aimed, and shot.
With a bang, strange flowers bloomed in the void, and the shattered skulls rustled down, and the shrill screams stopped abruptly.
The whole world seemed to be extremely quiet all of a sudden. Qianye sat down directly on the spot with his back against the coffin. Now his whole body was exhausted and he felt extremely weak. He almost didn't even have the strength to breathe hard.
In the final struggle for control of the body, perhaps because the voice wanted to occupy Qianye's consciousness, this kind of invasion was actually two-way, and as a result, Qianye captured some intermittent fragments of the opponent's consciousness.
It turned out that the upper-ranking blood clan in these coffins were the thirteen blood generals of Anduya, who had been guarding the ruins after the Black Wing King disappeared. But for some unknown reason, that headless blood clan betrayed his duty and slaughtered his colleagues, but in that side hall, he was beheaded by the guarding blood clan marquis.
I also don't know why, but this traitor has never completely died. His talent and specialty in life was soul power, so through the fragments of the crystal key, he induced the person who got it to look for the relic, so as to achieve the purpose of resurrecting himself.
In fact, as long as you get a piece of the crystal key fragment, you have the opportunity to enter this palace. For thousands of years, before Qianye, greedy and powerful people came here, and without exception, they became the flesh and blood that maintains the space. energy.
Qianye rested for a long time this time before recovering a little bit of strength.
This weird incident seems to have come to an end. Although there are still many details that are unclear, the truth submerged in the long river of time is not the only one.
Qianye opened all the remaining blood coffins, and saw the corpses of ten high-ranking vampires. They were all in similar military uniforms. Judging from the insignia they wore, the lowest rank was also a Marquis, and all of them had their blood cores removed. Only the headless vampire has a complete body.
However, when he opened the thirteenth blood coffin, he unexpectedly found that it was empty. Qianye thought for a while, and he was sure that the blood marquis who guarded the side hall had different clothes from them. That means there should be another blood general
Qianye raised his head and looked around the entire hall, the surroundings were still empty and quiet, if not for his arrival, this place would be like a fragment frozen in the wasteland of time.
But now, Qianye knew that the Black Wing Sovereign was not omnipotent, and most of the things he saw in this space were beyond his comprehension, and could only be described as miracles. But even so, in the long time, there were still changes. One general betrayed, another disappeared, and the rest were killed.
Qianye had a vague feeling that Anduya used his hands to clean up the traitors. And judging from the tone of the huge will before, the Black Wing King is not ignorant of what happened in the palace, as for the reason why he didn't do it himself is unknown.
When the lid of the thirteenth blood coffin was opened to the end, the dome of the hall suddenly glowed with azure blue light. When Qianye looked up, all the murals disappeared, and the vast and deep colors seemed like a night sky without stars and moons. Immediately, a ray of light projected down and landed on him.
Then the soft and huge power filled Qianye's limbs and bones. This time he felt the unfurling of the primordial wings very clearly, forming a pair of huge light wings behind him, with golden lights shining.
The whole hall suddenly shook, not violently, like being in a wave of water. In front of him was a huge wall that was tens of meters high and 100 meters wide, split into two and slowly opened towards both sides.
The azure light gushed out, and didn't stop until Qianye was in front of him, and opened a door of light that towered above the sky. Behind the door, there are shining light waves, rippling like the sea.
Qianye stretched out his hand subconsciously, the azure light seemed to have substance, and the tentacles were smooth and cool, as if reaching into the sea water. A great suction came at hand, pulling him into the sea of blue light.
The hall immediately returned to its original state, and the opened blood coffins closed one by one by themselves, returning to silence.
At this time, the city outside the temple was boiling, and fierce battles were taking place in every alleyway, and blood warriors and guards were fighting.
The level of the guards seems to be a level or two lower than what Qianye encountered, but the number is endless. They keep rushing out of the rooms and long windows on both sides of the street, and after falling to the ground, they turn into quicksand and sink into the ground. Not a trace was left.