Lin Xitang did not evade this question, "The identities of hunter and prey can change at any time on the battlefield, so it's not worth mentioning."
Habs nodded, "That's right, it's a waste of time to talk about those idiots." He suddenly smiled, and sighed: "Lin, you are cruel enough to us descendants of the holy blood, but you are even more cruel to yourself. Remember to go to The last time you set up a scheme to kill me was when you wiped out the Institute of Lost Paradise No. 3 of the Eternal Night Council, and that time the bait was one of your sons, I heard that he was not very lucky, so he died in battle."
Lin Xitang's calm face suddenly cracked, and there was a flash of pain and other expressions in his deep and clear eyes. His voice was as deep as a whisper, "War means sacrifice, no matter who it is, including myself." This sentence said After that, he seemed to have no intention of continuing the conversation with Habs, so he turned around and was about to leave.
"Lin..." Habs stopped him, and suddenly stretched out his right hand. There was no wave of force in the air, but a strand of silver hair by Lin Xitang's left ear rose and fell as if blown by the wind.
Suddenly the surroundings became bright and then dark, and the high and distant sky turned dark blue at some point, with nebulae all over it. This kind of denseness can only be seen when it is very close to the planetary belt at the top of the world.
The changes in the sky disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the sky returned to normal. However, with the two camps facing each other hundreds of kilometers away from the bottomless vortex, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Most people are familiar with the vision just now, it is Lin Xitang's domain "Extraordinary Stars".
The gazes of many strong men all cast their gazes over, and then became suspicious. For some reason, when Lin Xitang released the domain, there was no movement from Grand Duke Habs. It didn't seem like the two were in conflict.
Habs didn't seem to be aware of the changes outside of him, he just looked at Lin Xitang's silver hair blown away, there were a few strands of light gray under Ruxue's hair, exuding a lifeless and lifeless air. "Your injury has not healed. If you can't be promoted to Heavenly King, you will fall within ten years."
Lin Xitang has returned to his usual calm at this moment. He stood sideways, did not turn his head to look at Habs, and only said indifferently: "For the human race, ten years is not short, and there are many things that can be done."
Habs smiled, and the palm of his outstretched right hand turned up slightly, revealing a mass of bright red light. "for you."
It was a drop of blood that was so bright red that it could not be described in words, the color was even a bit dazzling, as if gathering the most intense life. The blood drop is surrounded by a layer of black smoke, which is constantly surging and flaring, but if you look closely, you will find that the smoke is actually clusters of black flames!
"What I control is the darkest flame in the world. Neither Eternal Night nor Dawn has the power to completely extinguish it. Therefore, I am the only one who can heal your injuries."
Lin Xitang finally took a look at Habs, and said flatly, "No need."
"I didn't intend to ask you for a quid pro quo."
"I know, but it doesn't have to be."
"I guessed that you would say that, but it's still very uncomfortable to actually hear it with your own ears."
Lin Xitang turned around and took a step, and his figure was more than ten meters away. However, before he took the second step, he heard a sigh in his ear, and then a huge coercion spread to the surroundings. The coercion was neither hostile nor murderous, but it was far and long, as if tempered by countless years .
"Lin, I'm already a prince, but I haven't been crowned yet."
Even Lin Xitang was shocked by this news. He turned around suddenly, and saw that the bright red light of the blood drop was not within the range of Habs' palm, but now it was slowly expanding outward.
In the light of the blood, Habs's ordinary face suddenly became a layer of majesty, and an incomparably magnificent and powerful aura spread over the maelstrom, pierced into the void, and spread to the depths of the world farther away.
Countless streams of fire were generated from nothing, like a waterfall, washing Habs' body from head to toe, much like the dark baptism that every dark race has to participate in when they grow up. It's just that the baptism is the condensate of the dark force, and each cluster of these flowing fires is a raging black flame, and the core is a drop of blood.
The flames became more and more dense, and Habs's figure could hardly be seen in the red and black intertwined light, only his silent face with his eyes closed was looming. Suddenly all the falling flames swept up, condensed into a crown of flames in the air, and slowly fell on the black hair of the Patriarch of the Spock clan!
Habs' eyes slowly opened, filled with blood, as if a long bloody river was running.
At this moment, every blood clan with a title heard the call from the depths of their blood, most of them still didn't understand the meaning, and could only feel the joy of the river of holy blood. But those big figures above the vice duke stood up in awe, and their wills all reflected the same picture at this moment.
The artery of darkness, the source of the blood race, the long river of holy blood, the fifth blood mark is relit, it is a crown of fire.
The strong men on the empire's side approached quickly when Habs just released his coercion, and then stopped. Those who are also strong can naturally sense that the opponent has no intention of fighting. If they approach rashly, it will start a war. Moreover, Lin Xitang's position is too close to the center of coercion, and the conflict will be the first to bear the brunt.
Wei Guogong said shyly: "This is... the coronation of the blood prince?" He was the oldest among the crowd, but he couldn't be sure. The human race has the deepest understanding of the vampires in the dark race, but the coronation of the blood prince is only a legend even in the vampire society.
A hoarse voice sounded like metal rubbing. It was another elderly general among the people present, "The blood race is only demonstrating, Commander Lin is not in danger, let's stay away for now."
Luo Mingji and Lin Xitang have been colleagues for many years, hesitantly asked, "Why..."
The hoarse voiced general said: "The blood race is not just demonstrating to us. A crowned blood prince, the biggest headache is the dark race itself, especially the demons. Look at the three great wizards of the Eternal Night Council over there, they Not happier than us."
Luo Mingji looked at the opposite side, and all the dark and strong men belonging to the blood clan had already knelt on one knee, expressing their submission and respect to the blood prince in front.
The werewolf and nerubian got together, at least maintaining a respectful posture. And the bodies of the three demon wizards shook a little, as if they were whispering to each other a moment ago. One of them hurriedly pulled up the hood that had fallen below his ears, and covered half of his old and dry face again. This small movement is enough to prove that the imperial general guess.
"What does the coronation of the blood prince really mean?" Luo Mingji's question was also what all the powerful empires present wanted to know.
Princes are a special rank in the dark world. They are not maharajas yet, but they will have at least one special ability that has the power of maharajas. For example, the prince of demons is definitely not something that ordinary gods can compete with. So the Dark Prince is as rare as the Dark Lord. And there are not many blood princes, and most of them are sleeping, but at least in the thousand years since the rise of the human race, the blood clan has not produced a crowned blood prince.
It can be seen from this that the Spock clan of the twelve ancient clans of the blood family not only promoted the grand duke to the rank of prince, but also directly crowned it. This will not only have an impact on the structure of Eternal Night and the Empire, but the shock among the four major races in the dark world, as well as within the Eternal Night Council, may be even greater.
"The crowned blood prince can compete with the dark lord." Lin Xitang's voice was still calm and calm. His figure flashed and appeared in front of everyone. This news made the expressions of the powerful empire even more serious.
"As for other influences, they can't be concealed anyway. The news from Yongye should be known in a day or two." Lin Xitang turned to the hoarse general and said, "Before the Yongye Council has expressed any attitude, We immediately sent people into the bottomless vortex to investigate the situation and decide what to do next. What do you think Admiral Li thinks?"
"Just as Lin Shuai said." Admiral Li Fangqing nodded without any objection. He commanded the military police of the military department, and was sent to Yongye for inspection in the later stage of the bloody battle. However, Lin Xitang's strategy was at the top of all the marshals, although he was there to ask questions, he didn't mean to point fingers.
At this moment, Qianye, who was running extremely fast in the wilderness, suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. Just as he stopped, his whole body shook. The primordial wings suddenly opened by themselves, and the golden wings rushed out of his back, stretching to the maximum in the air. The Book of Black emerged from the depths of consciousness at the same time, stood up, and opened flat.
Qianye only felt that his eyes went dark, and the surrounding wilderness seemed to disappear, and his consciousness fell into a certain void.
The huge Book of Black was spread flat in front of him, with a thick layer of blood on it, like a long flowing river. He saw a drop of blood emerge from nothingness and fall into the long river, causing ripples in circles, forming thirteen marks where it passed.
However, Qianye immediately realized that something was wrong. In the end, only twelve marks appeared, and there was a vacancy in the position of thirteen. His consciousness slowly scanned each imprint, and found that the patterns were so clear that they seemed to be right in front of his eyes, and he could clearly see the meaning of each mysterious and incomparable line.
The first one is a slowly opening rose, with a golden snake head protruding from the flower core. This mark is the brightest. The second is mandala, each layer of petals stretches and changes color once. The third is a peacock with its tail spread, with golden flames burning on its green wings. The fourth is a magnificent castle with an ancient atmosphere, black thorns crawling all over the walls, spitting out small black flowers.
The fifth is a mass of burning flames, slowly outlining a crown. At this time, Qianye suddenly discovered that not all of the twelve marks were bright, half of them were dim, and the fifth mark in front of him was slowly lighting up.
The ripples of the blood-colored river did not subside, and the water surface became more and more undulating. Qianye had a strange feeling that this river was alive, and it was cheering and joyful.
The moment he touched Blood River's will, Qianye suddenly understood what the scene he saw in front of him meant.
That is the racial origin of the blood clan, the first drop of blood, the source of all the blood of the blood clan, the ripples when it dripped condensed thirteen blood marks, formed thirteen second-generation ancestors, and created thirteen branches of the ancient clan.
At this time, the imprint of the Crown of Fire had been completely lit up, and a call was issued that was as distant as if it came from ancient times. Dozens of incomparably powerful wills from all over the river of blood began to resonate, and then formed a raging wave that swept the world.
Qianye's consciousness was suddenly pushed out of that world by this incomparable blood tide. He opened his eyes in a daze, the blood in his vision had not completely faded away, and then a figure was reflected.
Song Zining was standing tens of meters away and watching him with a solemn expression.