Monarch of Evernight: 205 Sovereignty and Justice

bsp;A cold and murderous atmosphere filled the sky above the castle. Many vampires in the castle took to the streets and looked up at the highest point of the castle. There was both fear and complexity in their eyes. Many warriors put down their swords, but the strong men all looked pale, and their auras were much weaker than usual.

From the highest point of the castle, pressure as deep as the sea is constantly emitted, flowing down layer by layer, washing away the vampires in the castle like a sea tide. The aura of the ancient vampires contained in the majesty makes every vampire shudder. The fear that comes from the depths of the bloodline makes the blood cores of the weaker knights and powerful men as if frozen, unable to condense their blood at all.

That coercion clearly demonstrated the sovereignty of blood. In the blood tradition, the closer one is to the source of the river of blood, the more one has natural justice and rights. Because of this, most of the vampires in the castle have lost the ability and willingness to resist. In their blood-rooted concept, resisting such a superior is itself a kind of betrayal.

On the top floor of the castle, a fierce blood energy suddenly rose into the sky, piercing the pressure that shrouded the entire castle. Then a cold and sweet voice resounded throughout the world: "No one wants me, Eivar, to surrender!"

Deep in the void, there seemed to be a sound of thunder, and a river of blood slowly emerged, formally responding to her call. Although the surge of the long river lasts only a short moment and is blurry, being able to respond to the call means that the caller has been blessed by the long river of blood.

On the top floor of the castle, Aivar laughed loudly, his blood rising steadily, the color became darker and darker, and finally a little gold showed through.

"See? The river of blood is echoing me! Now I am also a Duke. Don't you guys who are polluted by the dawn still know your original sin?"

She laughed wildly, roared, bit by bit against Nighteye's long knife, and struggled to stand up.

Dark Gospel Howard next to him sighed and said: "Another genius who can summon the river of blood, what a pity."

Yetong casually held the long sword Jingmeng in his arm, and placed the blade on Aivar's shoulder. He originally pressed her down to her knees in an understatement. But now, perhaps out of reluctance or out of humiliation, Aivar unexpectedly broke out in desperation and broke through to the rank of deputy duke in one fell swoop, even triggering a response from the river of blood.

This is a feat that even Howard marveled at. The Dark Gospel has been active frequently in the past few hundred years. Naturally, he knows that the blood flows away and how difficult and difficult it becomes to call it.

The only irony is that the genius of the Vampire Clan who can summon the river of blood actually betrayed the Vampire Clan and seemed to have given up his allegiance to the Demon Emperor.

The River of Blood has always been the supreme belief of all vampires and the only justice. In this way, Howard felt a little embarrassed. What could the Demon King come up with that was more important than faith?

However, both Ye Tong and Qian Ye looked indifferent, showing no signs of surprise or other emotions. On the contrary, Qian Ye still had some doubts in his expression.

When Aivar was about to stand up straight, Nighteye stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and yawned. Then he put a little pressure on his wrist, and with a plop, Aivar was pressed back to his original position.

"Is it difficult to summon the River of Blood? Qianye, when did you get the inheritance of the River of Blood?"

Qianye thought for a while and said, "It seems to be the time of Viscount?"

"Viscount?" Howard was slightly moved. In recent years, the river of blood has surged only a handful of times. Considering Qianye's age, doesn't this mean that nearly half of the river of blood is caused by him alone?

At this moment, Qianye's body was burning with faint golden blood fire, and layers of pressure continued to pour out, suppressing the vampires in the entire castle with the power of blood.

Seeing Aivar breaking through before the battle, a stream of blood energy shot straight into the sky, refusing to give in no matter what, Qianye snorted, the blood fire turned from gold to dark gold, and the deep and far-reaching ancient aura was extinguished in an instant The slightly golden blood of Ivar also made the entire castle become silent again.

Aivar's face was pale and his body was trembling slightly. What she couldn't accept even more was that even as a deputy duke, he had a fear from the depths of Qianye's blood. This fear was so strong that it even made her blood core The operation is somewhat sluggish.

This also means that Qianye's bloodline is far superior to hers, and the relationship between the two is a true superior and inferior.

This fact made it impossible for her, who had always been proud and arrogant, to face it.

"You see, our vampires have never lacked geniuses, let alone those who can betray or inject water." Ye Tong turned Jingmeng over in his hand, and pressed it down slightly, and Aivar's face suddenly appeared. Out of fear, the blood energy dropped layer by layer, and finally fell into silence.

Yeye Tong took action as soon as he said it. Howard wanted to stop him, but it was already too late. He sighed and said: "We should ask in detail why she betrayed her. It would be a pity to kill her like this."

"We have always valued bloodline. As long as you have enough talent, it seems that anything can be done, and no matter what mistakes you make, you will be forgiven. This is the case with Aivar. It's a pity that she was wrong. I won't Forgive the betrayal. Moreover, the vampire family does not need her in the future, Qianye is enough."

Howard was stunned, glanced at the dark gold blood fire around Qianye, and said, "That's right."

After killing Eivar, especially Qianye who directly crushed him with his natural bloodline power, all the vampires in the castle lost their fighting spirit and surrendered one after another. The people of the Blue Lord royal clan who were originally imprisoned were also released.

Qianye finally saw Van Trier in the living room that originally belonged to Eivar in the castle, but he really couldn't connect the fat, fat guy in front of him with the vampire deputy duke.

Van Trier's aura was weak, but there were no injuries on his body, and there were no signs of torture. Eivar is a vampire who respects tradition. Even though he was a prisoner, he gave Van Trier enough respect and treatment.

But precisely because he was not injured, Van Trier's weakness was almost unreasonable. Qianye felt that the Marquis of Glory he had encountered in the past were much stronger than him. If he hadn't been able to sense that his blood core was indeed that of a deputy duke, Qianye would have even doubted whether the guy standing in front of him was a powerful marquis.

Van Trier was smiling all over his face at the moment, and his eyelids twitched as he glanced across the entire audience inadvertently.

In terms of position, Qianye is in the middle, Nighteye is on the side, and Dark Gospel Howard is on the other side. This position gave Van Trier an unreal feeling.

He naturally recognized Howard, and he also recognized Qianye after entering the room. After all, although he was only the deputy duke, he was also among the big shots who could hear secrets because of his special status.

Van Trier smiled so flatteringly that he took a step forward and said, "I have met your highnesses."

Qianye just said, "Duke Fantrier..."

Van Trier said: "Just call me Fan Fan!"

Qianye was immediately choked up and couldn't say the next words. He calmed down and said, "I'm afraid this might be a little bad..."

This kind of nickname is usually used by elders in the vampire clan to their descendants, and it is often to direct descendants who have been with them for a long time.

The vampires not only have a blood relationship with their direct descendants, but also have almost irresistible control over them, which is completely different from the human race. Therefore, the relationship between the blood family and their direct descendants is often much closer than that between father and son in the human family. Therefore, Van Trier's suggestion really gave Qianye goosebumps.

Qianye's face was already ugly, but Fan Trier seemed to turn a blind eye and said with a flattering smile: "What's wrong? In fact, it's more appropriate. You see, you are His Majesty Ye Tong's... Ah, no , Your Majesty Ye Tong is yours..."

Qianye suddenly said a curse word in his heart, and he almost said it out loud. He turned to look at Ye Tong, and saw that after her initial shock, there was a smile on her brows and in the corners of her eyes, and her appearance in that instant made the whole room brighter.

Van Trier added: "His Royal Highness Howard, the great Dark Gospel, is also your friend. He is my elder. I have admired His Highness since I was a child. Speaking of which, you should call me Fan Fan. ."

"Duke Van Trier, let's not discuss the issue of title. Let's get down to business." Qianye had no choice but to interrupt him.

"Follow your orders." Van Trier was as respectful as a direct subordinate.

Qianye now finally understands why this guy surrendered. Looking at it now, it's hard to say whether he was right or wrong. At least he saved most of the clan members and he didn't suffer much.

"How many people do you still have in your tribe? How many resources do you still have?"

"There are still more than 300 people in the tribe, including 100 warriors and 15 powerful knights. As for resources, my castle is gone, and so are the blood pools and treasure troves. But I still have it outside. There are two secret strongholds, and there are some resources in them. Although they are not many, they are still my thoughts. I hope you will not dislike them."

Qianye couldn't laugh or cry. Could it be that Van Trier thought he wanted benefits. Qianye didn't bother to explain, so he turned around and said, "With the resources of these two secret warehouses, plus the resources here, it should be enough for them to go to the nearby secret realm, right?"

"Is it a secret realm? There is one near here, which I used to maintain. Or go there." Van Trier said.

Twilight is the stronghold of the blood race. The world was not peaceful a long time ago. The accumulation over thousands of years is certainly rich. Secret realms are scattered everywhere. Many large secret realms were built before the rise of the human race as defense strongholds and refuges during wars.

In addition, many big figures will also build small secret realms for themselves, such as the place used by King Qing to transfer and hide Qianye and Nighteye. Van Trier was not strong enough, but he was very afraid of death, so he even built a secret realm for himself.

Qianye then said: "Okay, you take the clan members there, and also the vampires in this castle, and wait for the news there."

"No problem, I will take care of these traitorous guys. But how long do we have to wait there?"

Yeye Tong said: "It won't take long, we will arrange an aerospace boat to pick you up."

Yeye Tong did not mention the final destination, and Fan Trier did not dare to ask any more questions. He withdrew and went to arrange the retreat and occupation. Once Eivar died, the highest among her clansmen was only an earl. With the rank of deputy duke of Van Trier, it was more than enough to suppress her.

When Van Trier left, Qianye pointed to his position and said, "Is this really good?"

It was Dark Gospel who said first: "I think it's the best. Since it's a war, we need people who are familiar with war to lead us."

ps: Sure enough, you can’t have both **** and wine. I continue to work hard.