Monarch of Evernight: 210 Unnecessary Sacrifice

bsp;The Demon Emperor laughed and said: "Betrayal? Who are you betraying? The River of Blood, the Mark of Blood, or the Queen of the Night? The state of the River of Blood is abnormal. The vampires below the King may not dare to say it openly, but you The ancestor should be very clear. If our demon descendants’ research and inferences over the past thousand years are wrong, what is right?”

"As for the blood marks, if the few contaminated ones are not removed, the disaster will only continue to spread. If the extinguished marks cannot be rekindled for a long time, they will end up like the Thirteen Clan, with no memory left. Habbs, I just seized the blood pools of those clans and cut off their influence on the blood river. If I really want to kill all the blood clans, this war does not need to be fought like this."

"As for the Queen of the Night, according to the concept of your vampire clan, the ancestor is more important than the entire clan, and the Queen of the Night is more important than the entire clan. Then why are you standing in front of me now? Even if you can't contact me temporarily, the Queen of the Night will always When she recovers on her own, you don’t have to do anything, just wait for her to wake up.”

Habbs said in a cold tone: "I said it, only some people think so!"

"My dear old friend, you see you can't even convince yourself. Thousands of years ago, your stubbornness could not make Samael relieved. As the ancestor, he did not live longer than the Grand Duke. And you never They don’t like the low-level vampires who devour flesh and blood like irrational beasts, and they also hate the way to become stronger by devouring blood relatives. But what are you afraid of?”

The Demon King's voice is like a sigh that passes through the wall of time, stirring up countless memories that have been deposited in the long past. Habbs was covered in cold sweat and took a step back. He had to lean against the stone wall of the terrace to stand firm, but he still straightened his back.

"Is it because of the lie that only pure blood can ignite the blood mark? I heard that there are still dukes in the Spike clan who are dissatisfied with you because they think your blood is impure. Oh, maybe it can't be called a lie, but it's just No one told them that the so-called purity is not all born, and the path of purity is not only devouring."

"That's enough, Kane, Your Majesty."

The Demon King's eyes seemed to see everything, "Thousands of years ago, I could not argue with you, but it is different now. Besides, don't you have any doubts in your heart? The Queen of the Night said that she had exhausted too much and went to rest. In fact, you I can’t confirm her true attitude.”

Habbs said tiredly: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, you have never said so many words before. You know you can't convince me."

The Demon King shook his head and said: "Let's make a deal. You don't have to do anything, just watch and see if the result will be what I said. In return, the Spike clan can How about keeping it intact, I won’t take action personally, and will let this war return to the level of jihad in the past?”

What the Demon King said to Habs today will definitely not be known to most people. No matter what excuse the demons used to dispatch the parliamentary coalition forces, even if the mission was announced to be over, the ensuing local war could not be avoided. There are always people who take advantage of others, especially the werewolves who were defeated in the past holy wars and wiped out several ancient tribes.

If the Demon Emperor is willing to step forward to control the scale of the war, it means that many ordinary vampires will survive, which also confirms the Demon Emperor's previous statement that the purification of those clans he wanted to do has been completed.

Habbs closed his eyes, then took a deep look at the Demon Emperor and said, "Why is this time?"

"The arrival of the new world is our only chance to purify the origin of darkness, otherwise I don’t know if the next time will be another thousand years. In a few days, the black fire will burn out, you can see what you want Empirical evidence.”

Habbs smiled bitterly, "I don't even know now whether the new world is a conspiracy or a hope."

"We can wait and see."

"I thought you would declare war on the human race next."

"If everything goes well and things in the new world can completely purify the origin of darkness, the human race will not be a problem. As long as the dawn is not completely eradicated, new dawn creatures will be produced, and when the glory returns to darkness, the world will be driven out All original sin."

"What if I say no?"

The Demon King said softly: "There will be many people buried with you, many, many, and not just in the Twilight Continent." He paused, and his voice became softer, like a whisper, "I have already done it once and had no choice. It’s decided, Habs, don’t make me do it a second time.”

Habbs' breathing was stagnant for a moment. When he was able to speak steadily, Fang said: "I am really flattered by your attention. I really want to know why?"

"It's very simple. The new blood clan needs a leader. In the distant future, after Lilith returns to the River of Blood, her position on the Holy Mountain also needs someone to inherit it. There is no one more suitable for this position than you."

Habbs didn't expect it at all and was stunned for a moment, "What exactly is the ancient glory in your mind?"

"In ancient times, seven races stood together on the Holy Mountain. Conquest and reproduction were a natural part of the wheel of fate. Fall and rebirth made darkness thrive."

Habbs' blood core suddenly trembled. The Demon King's description reminded him of the illusion he saw in a small world a long time ago, and it was so similar. "Your expectations are too high. I am not yet a great king."

"Maharajah is not as difficult as you think."

"Why must it be me? I think you have a better candidate."

"Medanzo? He is not fit to be a leader, never will be."

"What should a leader look like?"

"Make rules, maintain rules, and make choices." At this point, the Demon King suddenly stopped and said sadly: "Although sometimes even the Holy Mountain has no choice, it's because we are not strong enough. Hubbs, the sacrifice you want to make has never made any sense, and there is no reason for you to sacrifice now. Come witness the future with me and see if my choice is right or wrong."

Habbs was silent for a long time, and finally said with difficulty: "Okay..."

At this time, the Demon King suddenly raised his head and looked up into the void. Habbs also sensed the surge of the river of blood at the same time, and in that small wave, he could distinguish the breath of the Morvi clan.

The Demon King was thoughtful and said: "This reminds me of a saying from the human race: In times of crisis, pillars emerge in large numbers. Perhaps this war will be a good thing for the new vampire race."

Habbs looked into the distance. Apart from the previous surges of blood rivers from unknown sources, this was the first time that he clearly felt the clan message of the people calling for the blood river. Can we really escape the fate of being lost by returning to ancient times?

The battle outside Youtong Pass is over.

The battlefield was easier to clean than ever before. The sand soldiers did not leave any entities behind. Even the thick layer of sand on the ground was weathering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, this battle is no easier than any before. On the charred city wall gaps, engineers are busy putting on temporary armor plates. Complete repairs need to be completed after the war is determined to be over.

Emperor Hao appeared above the turret and said: "Dr. Rong Guo, I have something to say to you."

After Zhao Jundu followed Emperor Hao and left in the air, Lin Wu suddenly turned to Zhao Junhong and said: "I would like to ask Deputy Marshal Zhao to remind him of what Duke Rong Guo promised before. I'll take my leave now."

Zhao Junhong stopped him and said, "Admiral Lin, why don't you speak clearly?"

Lin Wu smiled gloomily and said: "Explain clearly? Will you believe it? As a person, Mr. Lin, you can't believe it. I'm just a villain, so why? Besides, this kind of thing is not One person and two people can do it.”

Zhao Junhong frowned and said: "Not one or two people? Admiral Lin, you have been mastering the art of supervision for a long time. You should know that the more complicated and complex the matter, the harder it is to exhaust all the party members. Why don't you join forces with us?"

Lin Wumo said indifferently: "With your Zhao family's temperament of protecting the short-term, you join forces to investigate your internal affairs? Ha! In the early days of the Floating Land War, how did you deal with Zhao Guanwei's Xiaoying camp in the end? It was just a Just a warrior."

Zhao Junhong couldn't help but change his color visibly no matter how wealthy he was.

Lin Wudao: "Deputy Commander Zhao doesn't need to test my bottom line. If it's not what I want, I will come and ask for the price myself."

This sentence was like a naked threat. Zhao Junhong couldn't bear it no matter how good his temper was, but before he could speak, Lin Wu suddenly retreated into the shadows and disappeared right in front of his eyes.

Zhao Junhong was shocked and angry at the moment. Lin was not a dead soldier. He was already good at assassinating without leaving a trace. Now he has passed the Divine General Heavenly Pass. No one knows what his Divine General skills are. If he still hides or explodes, a Thinking about a god-level assassin makes people shudder.

Before Zhao Junhong could figure out the matter, he felt a familiar wave coming from mid-air. It was Zhao Jundu calling him.

Is it over so quickly? They don’t even have a few words to spare.

Zhao Junhong's heart moved, he rose into the air, and found Zhao Jundu, who was standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at the two provinces of Younan and Wubei. There is nothing that can be saved in Younan, and there may still be some survivors in Wubei. The Zhao clan and the war zone jointly sent a search and rescue team, but I don’t know how useful it will be.

Zhao Jundu turned around and called "Second Brother".

Zhao Junhong was shocked. Except when Qianye was lost and recovered, and even when he was seriously injured and cut off his journey to the Heavenly King, he had never seen Zhao Jundu show such a complicated and unreadable expression.

Zhao Junhong calmed down, and then repeated Lin Wu's message exactly, and then asked: "His Majesty, is there anything that worries you?"

Zhao Jundu showed a wry smile and said: "Your Majesty asked me if I have any intention of dividing the sect."

This time, Zhao Junhong was truly frightened. He swayed and almost fell from the air. Fortunately, Zhao Jundu reacted quickly, and a force of force gently supported his body.

Zhao Junhong calmed down. After encountering such a fatal thing, he was so frightened that his mind became extremely clear. "Fourth brother, do you think His Majesty and Lin Wu are talking about the same thing?"

Zhao Jundu thought for a while and said: "It's the same attitude. I'm afraid it's not exactly the same thing. The worst thing is, it's probably more than one thing."