Suddenly there was an exclamation: "Ancient Essence!"
Both Qianye and Yetong were slightly startled, and turned their heads to look, only to see a person walking out of the shadows, Xu Lang appeared at the entrance of the cave.
Looking at the fragments of ancient essence in Qianye's hands, Xu Lang's eyes could not move for a moment, and he could no longer hide the desire and greed in his eyes.
Neither Qianye nor Yetong moved, only the muzzle of the sniper rifle in Yetong's hand was inadvertently deflected, now pointing in the direction of Qianye.
Xu Lang finally looked back with difficulty, scanning the situation in the cave. The cave was in a mess. It was obvious that a great battle had just been fought, and there were still embers in several places. Looking at the wounds on Qianye's body, there was a breath of black titanium in the two wounds, and blood was oozing from the hastily wrapped cloth strips on his abdomen.
Xu Lang pulled out his saber, and said in a deep voice, "You are Zhao Qianye from the Zhao Clan? From now on, you are under my command, bring the fragments of the ancient essence, and then cooperate with me to kill Monroe's princess. Your exploits will be reported to the Empire."
Qianye was also looking at this young man wearing an imperial uniform who suddenly appeared. He had seen this look too many times. From the street gangs in the Dark Blood City to the aristocratic families who controlled the bloody battle military merit exchange point, they were greedy and devoured him in front of great benefits. They will try any unreasonable means beyond their rationality and bottom line.
He couldn't help smiling, and said, "Why is this officer's order different from the one I heard from the military department before I came down?"
Xu Lang's face darkened immediately, and he said coldly: "As a general of the empire, I naturally have the right to command the battle. What, are you going to disobey?"
Qianye didn't believe that the ancient essence fragments could enter the imperial treasury if they fell into Xu Lang's hands. This was really a clumsy excuse. He stood up slowly, holding the ancient essence fragment in one hand, and holding Dongyue in the other hand, and said calmly: "The strong is king in this place, and the things are in my hands. If you want to get them, you can take them yourself."
Xu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Qianye, you want to betray the empire!"
Qianye laughed, "Empire? How dare you go outside and say that? There are quite a few people who want to rob the Zhao Clan in this bloody iron curtain battle. It seems that you are one of them. Very good, I remember you."
Xu Lang's face became more gloomy, his aura continued to rise, and he walked towards Qianye, "So, I can't let you get out alive, even though I didn't intend to let you go."
"Who are you?" Qianye glanced at the red scorpion logo on Xu Lang's body, somewhat curious.
"People who are dying don't need to know my name." Xu Lang replied. In the middle of walking, he suddenly glanced at Yetong and said, "Prince of Monroe, you are seriously injured, right? There is still time to leave, otherwise you will be the next to die."
Yetong's eyes flickered, and the wound on her leg smelled of fresh blood, as if the healing speed was very slow. At this moment, she glanced at Qianye, then looked at the rich and substantial force on Xu Lang's body, and then slowly Back away slowly to one side.
Xu Lang laughed loudly, striding towards Qianye, the dagger in his hand was trembling constantly, making a palpitating cry. But before he landed on the next step, suddenly there was a sudden sharp pain in his heart, and he almost fell to the ground.
Xu Lang was not slow to adapt, the force of the whole body burst out, and at the same time the tip of the knife touched the ground, and he was able to stand still, but the taste of blood was already in his mouth. He turned his head in shock, and saw Yetong's cold eyes and the black muzzle of the sniper rifle, looking for the center of his brow.
Xu Lang didn't think about it, the fighting instinct formed over the years allowed him to fly into the air to dodge the next attack. However, at the moment when he exerted his strength to fly into the air, his heart convulsed inexplicably. The pain this time caused was not as severe as before, but it also made his movements slightly out of shape, and his strength was insufficient.
With a whoosh, a strange howl sounded in the cave. After Qianye activated the pupil technique, he stepped forward. At the same time, Dongyue swept across and cut Xu Lang's waist.
Xu Lang yelled and swung his knife to block. But the other person was in the air and had nowhere to exert his strength, the dagger suddenly opened a hole, and the person was swept away.
Although Qianye didn't have much original force to use after the fierce battle with Yetong, but with his physical strength and Dongyue's foundation, this blow was not something ordinary people could resist.
Xu Lang stood up in the air, but suddenly his body fell sharply, and he stood on the ground. However, when he looked back, he saw that it was a dead soul. Qianye and Yetong each held two guns, the muzzles of the guns flashed, and they were shooting violently in this direction!
Dodging bullets is a compulsory skill for every warrior in the empire. Xu Lang judged the trajectory of the bullet in an instant, took a step across, and prepared to take a hard shot to avoid the rest of the force bullets. But the moment he stepped forward, the strange pain in his heart reappeared. Even though Xu Lang had experienced it once, he still couldn't completely control his body's reaction, and his feet stagnated involuntarily.
It was this subtle difference that gave Xu Lang an extra shot. Moreover, the trajectory of an original force bomb with a faint black air in the air suddenly bent, and it also bombarded Xu Lang. This is a force bomb mixed with black titanium!
In fact, Xu Lang's judgment was correct when he showed up. Both Qianye and Yetong were at the end of their strength, and the force bullets they fired were of average power. But Xu Lang was shot three times in a row, and the force defense was still directly shattered, especially the force bullet mixed with black titanium, which made him feel cold all over his body. He made a decisive decision and rushed into a cave passage, intending to escape.
The gunshots continued to roar, Qianye and Yetong stood shoulder to shoulder, the second wave of bullets blasted into the passage, at the end of the passage, there was a roar of pain from Xu Lang, apparently shot again.
"Zhao Qianye! You have colluded with the blood clan, and the empire will not let you go!" Xu Lang yelled with hatred, and his voice quickly faded away.
Yetong turned to look at Qianye and asked, "Is it important?"
Qianye returned the twin flowers to the sheath, and said, "It's fine. After returning to the empire, it's not certain who will trouble whom."
The two looked at each other, the tacit feeling of fighting side by side just now is really charming.
Qianye also discovered the difference in pupil technique between himself and Yetong. Yetong's pupil technique is extremely lethal and can penetrate the original force defense, but the power will still be lost after successful penetration, and it will consume more energy when it is activated, and it will take a certain time interval.
And Qianye's Pupil Art Control theory attack power is much smaller, but the force penetration ability is still higher than Yetong, and it consumes less and activates quickly. The battle with Xu Lang only lasted a few seconds, and Qianye had already activated the pupil technique twice in a row, both of which affected Xu Lang's actions at critical moments, causing him to lose quickly at first.
Perhaps this is the real usage of pupil technique control.
After this incident, Qianye didn't delay anymore, and began to absorb the ancient essence fragments under the protection of Yetong. I had the experience of absorbing the remaining crystals from the ghost avatar, this time the process went very smoothly, and the impact of will from the ancient giant beast was also offset by the memory of the ghost.
When Qianye woke up from meditation, he found that the internal and external injuries on his body were basically healed, and even the blood core wound was mostly healed. A finger-sized crystal grew out of the original wound, sealing the wound.
This crystal grows together with the blood core, but its nature is different from those tiny crystal grains in the blood core, and it is somewhat similar to ancient essence fragments. Qianye looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out whether this new crystal was part of the blood core.
Only when the blood race reaches the prince level, the blood core will be completely crystallized and turned into blood amber. Although Qianye has never seen blood amber, but based on the knowledge he gained from the river of blood, it seems that blood amber is not like this.
Qianye put this matter aside and began to check the origin force in his body. The ancient essence shards contained the vast force of the void. After entering his body, it split into two immediately, replenishing his dawn force and blood energy at the same time.
The energy attached to a piece of fragment is extremely huge, just a week of meditation can restore Qianye's original force and blood energy to the peak, and the excess energy will be completely absorbed by the Black Book. This mysterious black book is like a bottomless abyss, which seems to be able to hold no matter how much energy it has. When the Ancient Essence Fragment has been completely absorbed, the ancient rune on its cover resurfaces.
Qianye opened his eyes, and saw Yetong sitting quietly with his knees hugged not far from him, with a relaxed and vague joy in his calm expression. He finally asked a question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time: "In the beginning, why did you want to seek death? Was it related to the Paz clan?"
"Then what about you, why didn't you do anything?" Yetong asked back.
Qianye sat up on his knees, stretched out his hand to pull Yetong's body, and made her face him. Their eyes met, and they couldn't escape anymore, and then said: "Why I did that, you know it in your heart. Now answer my question. "
Yetong finally sighed and said, "It's related to the Paz clan."
Next, Yetong said everything. Hearing that the Son Edward was persecuting Yetong by various means, Qianye's eyes lit up with murderous intent, and his arms around Yetong's shoulders tightened.
Yetong sighed, stroked Qianye's face, and said, "Don't be impulsive, neither you nor I are Edward's opponent now, not to mention that there is the Paz clan behind him, and... His Majesty Lilith."
Qianye nodded and asked, "What about Monroe, they won't let this matter go, will they?"
"Monroe... If the Black Wing King was still there, this kind of thing would not have happened. But it is different now. Everyone knows that His Majesty Lilith hates His Majesty Anduya very much. Now that she wakes up from her long sleep, the entire blood race To submit to her will, Monroe is no exception. In the past thousands of years, only the Black Winged King dared to defy her."
"So Monroe is going to hand you over?"
Nighteye nodded silently.
"What are you going to do now?"
Hearing this question, Yetong's face was blank, "I, I don't know, father also... It's impossible to go home, maybe I will go to a neutral place?"
Qianye recalled what Yetong said, and suddenly caught a key point: "If you hand over the ancient essence fragments to the Eternal Night Council, there will be a turning point, right?"
Under Qianye's bright gaze, Yetong finally couldn't resist, and said, "Forget it, if I take back the ancient essence fragments, Her Majesty Lilith promises to return my freedom."
"Then why did you give it to me!" Qianye was annoyed.
"Don't you understand? It's just that Her Majesty Lilith doesn't interfere. She doesn't care what Edward wants to do." Speaking of this, Yetong's eyes were bitter, and he said, "Even if Monroe can still protect me , I don’t plan to go back. Besides, no one really cares about me except my father. My relatives, what they want is to use my identity to seek benefits and power for themselves.”
Qianye slowly hugged Yetong into his arms, stroked her soft black hair, and said after a long time, "Follow me!"