Qianye didn't waste any more time, inserted the blood-sucking blade into the Viscount's blood core, pulled it out after a while, and went to the next one.
The vampire suddenly jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Qianye, the two blood-sucking fangs protruding from his mouth looked particularly ferocious. He didn't defend at all, and broke out with all his strength, wanting to bite Qianye's body even if he died.
In fact, when a human being reaches the level of a warrior or above, it is almost impossible to be simply infected and become a blood slave. This vampire was dying and struggling because he knew he was absolutely no match for Qianye, so he just wanted to use blood poison to cause him some trouble.
Qianye sneered, and punched the blood race directly into the mouth. With the sound of clicking, the blood-sucking viscount's mouth full of teeth shattered countless times, and two blood-sucking fangs pierced Qianye's hand, but they couldn't get in at all! Instead, it was directly broken into two pieces.
Vampire fangs snapped, which was the most unbearable pain for the vampires. The vampire screamed and rolled all over the floor in pain. Qianye stepped on him, and the blood-sucking blade lightly sent, piercing through his blood core.
Only the last blood race remains.
This blood clan was very timid, and told everything without waiting for Qianye to press him.
It turns out that Feila is not a daozu fish, as a native species, there are many kinds of secret magic. This time, he sensed the danger inexplicably, so he left all his guards and went away alone. These three Viscounts were the slowest, so they were caught up by Qianye here. And Fira himself may have been thousands of kilometers away at this time, returning to the depths of the dark country.
Qianye did not expect that the original species of a dignified and ancient clan would be so timid and cautious. However, as Zhao Gongcheng said earlier, Fira's combat experience is obviously quite insufficient, so that a powerful earl who dared to enter the Iron Curtain was trapped by Zhao Jundu who was two levels lower, and almost died in Yongye.
But now that Fira had fled far away, Qianye had no choice but to give up hunting. With a movement of his hand, the blood-sucking blade pierced into the blood core of the vampire again.
"You, you said you won't kill me!" The blood race opened its eyes wide, looked at the blood-sucking blade on its chest, and hooked its ten fingers to grab Qianye's hand, but with the loss of essence and blood, the body quickly became weak.
"I didn't agree." Qianye said calmly.
After collecting the military certificates of the three viscounts, Qianye turned around and left, heading towards the territory of the human race.
At this moment in the dark country far away, Fira's face was ugly, staring at Yetong who appeared on the road ahead.
Ye Tong looked at Fira coldly, and his figure was reflected in his pupils, "Go back to your clan, and don't think about me again. Otherwise, I will kill you now!"
Fila forced a smile and said, "Without our help, are you Monroe sure you want to face the Paz clan by yourself? The Queen of the Night has awakened."
"You don't need to worry about this, go away!"
Fila's breathing became short of breath, and she suddenly roared: "Do you think Monroe will protect you? Without the Black Wing King, who of those old guys would dare to defy the Queen of the Night's will? In order to maintain Monroe's position, they will definitely Throw you out as a bargaining chip. Otherwise, why would I have the chance to propose to you? If you refuse to marry me, are you willing to marry the Son?"
Yetong said lightly: "I will not marry anyone!"
Fira sneered, "It's impossible! You can't keep your bloodline alone."
"This is my business."
After that, Yetong stepped forward, and when he passed Fira, he said, "Go, don't let me see you again."
Fira stared blankly at Yetong's disappearing figure, and suddenly yelled: "Why! I am willing to give everything to get you, including my family name, and even the entire clan! I implore His Excellency Habs to please It took him a long time to finally agree to support me, and that would likely mean fighting the Queen of the Night. Why doesn't this get you? Why?!"
Yetong was slightly taken aback. All this time, only Fira had shown an extremely strong will, and the elders of the Spock clan were always a little unclear about their attitudes, so the Monroe clan still didn't know that the Grand Duke Habs had already expressed it will.
This would have been a very important weight.
Grand Duke Habs is an extremely dazzling genius in the entire Eternal Night camp. He may be promoted to prince at any time in the past thirty years, and he has not even entered middle age. Such a young prince is very rare even in the history of the blood clan. However, it doesn't stop there. It is said that he may go further, and eventually surpass the second generation ancestor Prince Samuel, and become another maharaja for the river of blood.
This is why the Spock clan dared to accept the original species of the Black Wing King.
But those were meaningless to Yetong, she just thought about it, and said frankly: "You, no, in fact, everyone is late."
Fira was stunned, and realized after a while, and shouted hysterically: "Who is he? Tell me, I'm going to kill him?! As long as it's not the Holy Son, I'm going to kill him!"
But Yetong didn't stop, and his figure quickly moved away, disappearing into the vast night.
Fira stood there in a daze, and suddenly remembered that from Yetong's appearance to her departure, she had no intention of doing anything from the beginning to the end. Although there is an iron curtain to limit the level, and Fira is seriously injured, this can't explain why he lost his fighting spirit at all.
The Yetong she saw at this moment was completely different from the last time, and Fira actually had a feeling that she couldn't see through her. Between the two meetings, Ye Tong had only been promoted to a second-class Viscount. This is still far from the Earl of Fila's strength.
Fira was puzzled, looked at the direction Yetong was going away, and felt strongly unwilling, so she shouted loudly: "You can't escape, sooner or later you will fall into the hands of the Holy Son!"
The cry echoed in the wilderness, and it was unknown if Yetong could hear it.
At this moment, Ye Tong seemed to melt into the night, running swiftly and silently. In front of her, there was a faint shadow. It was Twilight, she ran with all her strength, but she couldn't shake off Yetong, instead she was gradually drawn closer.
Twilight suddenly stopped, looked at Ye Tong who was approaching from far to near, and said, "Sister is so hot on her heels, isn't she going to let me go?"
Yetong said coldly, "You know what you've been doing!"
Twilight laughed exaggeratedly, and then spread her hands in an innocent look, "I didn't do anything! I just wanted to see that Qianye! He really looks good, and he's also very powerful, and he's getting stronger and stronger. To be honest, I don't know I like him a little bit, and I'm wondering if I really...give him a first hug!"
"casual."
This was a completely unexpected answer from Twilight. She was stunned for a while before she smiled and said, "Since you said so, then I will do it. However, if I really succeed, what will you do?"
Yetong said flatly: "I will kill you and then kill him."
Twilight laughed loudly: "Kill me? Is it possible?"
Yetong remained silent, just staring at Twilight coldly.
Twilight laughed for a while, then felt the unspeakable pressure, gradually stopped laughing, her face turned gloomy, and said: "Okay, don't talk nonsense. How do you think about my conditions? Since you have already refused Fira, you shouldn't be so stupid as to reject me, right? You should know that looking at the entire Holy Blood race, there aren't many people who can withstand the pressure of the Holy Son."
Yetong took a deep look at her and said, "I won't promise Fira, and I won't promise you either. If you do something else, don't blame me for being rude."
After finishing speaking, Yetong turned and left. Twilight was stunned for a while, then shouted at her back: "Are you really going to..."
Ye Tong didn't even look back, and walked straight into the distance. Under the night, in the wilderness, her lonely and thin figure moved further and further away, gradually disappearing at the other end of the horizon.
Qianye was also running around in the wilderness, and hadn't met anyone for a long time. The Zhao family should have gathered the team and withdrew, so the dark race and the powerful family will not stay any longer. He has always maintained a good habit of fighting in the wild, intermittently scanning the surrounding fields with the pupil of true sight, but along the way, within a kilometer of the surrounding area, he can't feel a breath of life.
The iron curtain has been covered for a long time, and the fierce battle between the two camps has a range of tens of thousands of kilometers, affecting the entire border between the dark country and the human race, and a large area of land has been turned into scorched earth. Except for towns with city defenses like Heiliu, scattered settlements have long been relocated or destroyed.
There are also a large number of local fierce beasts alienated by the influence of the Iron Curtain, constantly attacking all the dark races and humans they encounter. But no matter how alienated they were, they were no match for the many strong men of the two camps, so within a month of the beginning of the bloody battle, they were almost wiped out.
Up to now, under the Iron Curtain, it has become a desolate and quiet world. Traces of fierce battles can be seen everywhere, and there are dense bones, and even the vegetation is scorched black and yellow, lifeless.
Qianye climbed up a continuous mountain ridge from the bottom of a valley. The slope was not steep, but when he stood on a high point, his eyes suddenly opened up. Ahead was the edge of the Iron Curtain, and a large river ran through the plain, clearly reflecting the gray sky on one side and the high sky on the other.
It was a sunny day outside the Iron Curtain, and at the junction, one could clearly see the sunlight falling from the dome of the sky to the river surface, sparkling and dotted with pale gold, as if they were two worlds away from the desolation behind Qianye.
A small city stands by the big river, exuding the vitality of cars and people, and occasionally a floating boat rises above the city. It can be seen from a distance that there are several village-like buildings scattered around the city. Unlike the settlements that can be seen everywhere in the Evernight Continent, most of these buildings have the style of military camps, which are the advanced bases of powerful families.
A forward base of the Zhao Clan in the northern theater is also among them.
Qianye's brows and eyes slightly stretched, he quickened his pace, and rushed down the hillside in a straight line. He walked through a forest of miscellaneous trees, and the high gray walls of the city became very clear in his sight.
Suddenly, Qianye raised his head as if feeling something, and saw a tall and straight figure standing in front of him.
Zhao Jundu looked at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Qianye, welcome back!" The number one young genius in the empire, with a face so beautiful that it was almost sharp, at this moment was like melting snow, shining like a glacier.
It was as if something was flowing slowly in Qianye's heart. It was his dark but ever-simmering life. Battle after battle, life and death again and again, sea of blood after sea of blood, raging fire after fire, came one after another , and did not hide.
Suddenly he has never felt so clearly that the past is really past.
Whether it is pain or joy, whether it is barren or rich, whether it is ordinary or vigorous, whether it is darkness or dawn, it belongs to his past, which is unique and irreplaceable, while the future is only in his hands, nothing else.
Qianye quickened his pace and met Zhao Jundu's outstretched arms. The two brothers finally hugged each other again after being separated for many years.