Monarch of Evernight: Crown of Twenty-one Fire

bsp;Lin Xitang did not avoid this issue, "The identity of hunter and prey can be reversed at any time on the battlefield. This is not worth mentioning."

Habbs nodded, "That's right, it's a waste of time to talk about those idiots." He suddenly smiled and sighed: "Lin, you are cruel to us descendants of the Holy Blood, but you are even more cruel to yourself. . I remember that the last time you set up a trap to kill me was when you were annihilating the Lost Paradise No. 3 Research Institute of the Eternal Night Council. The bait was one of your sons. I heard that he was unlucky and died in the battle."

Lin Xitang's calm face suddenly broke, and a look like pain or something else flashed across his deep and clear eyes. His voice was as low as a whisper, "War means sacrifice, no matter who it is, including myself." After saying this, he seemed to have no intention of continuing the conversation with Habbs, and turned around to leave.

"Lin..." Habbs stopped him and suddenly stretched out his right hand. There was not a trace of force fluctuation in the air, but a strand of silver hair beside Lin Xitang's left ear rose and fell as if blown by the wind.

Suddenly there was light and darkness all around, and the distant sky turned dark blue at some point, with nebulae scattered all over it. This density can only be seen when you are extremely close to the planetary belt at the top of the world.

The changes in the celestial phenomena disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the sky returned to normal. However, the atmosphere between the two camps facing each other across hundreds of kilometers of bottomless whirlpool suddenly became tense. The vision just now is familiar to most people. It was Lin Xitang's domain "Star Escape".

The eyes of many powerful men all turned to him, and then they turned to doubts. For some reason, Lin Xitang released the domain, but there was no movement from the Grand Duke Habs. This did not seem like a conflict between the two.

Hubbs seemed completely unaware of the changes outside him. He just looked at Lin Xitang's silver hair that had been blown away. There were a few wisps of light gray under the snow-like hair, exuding a lifeless and heavy air of death. "Your injury has never healed. If you cannot be promoted to King of Heaven, you will fall within ten years."

Lin Xitang has returned to his usual calm at this moment. He stood sideways and did not turn to look at Habbs. He only said calmly: "For the human race, ten years is not a short time. Many things can be done."

Habbs smiled, and the palm of his outstretched right hand was slightly turned upward, revealing a bright red light. "Here you go."

It was a drop of blood that was so bright that it could not be described in words. The color was so bright that it was even dazzling, as if it contained the most intense life. There is a layer of black smoke surrounding the blood droplets, which is constantly surging and spreading. However, 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. No matter whether it is eternal night or dawn, there is no power to completely extinguish it. Therefore, I am the only one who can heal your injury."

Lin Xitang finally glanced at Habs and said calmly: "No need."

"I have no intention of asking you for a quid pro quo."

"I know, but no need."

"I guess you would say that, but I still feel uncomfortable hearing it with my 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 ears, and then a huge pressure spread to the surroundings. The pressure was neither hostile nor murderous, but it was grand and long-lasting, as if it had been tempered by countless years. .

"Lin, my rank is already that of a prince, but I haven't been crowned yet."

Even with Lin Xitang's determination, he was shocked by this news. He suddenly turned around and saw that the bright red light of the blood droplet, which was originally within the range of Habbs' palm, was now slowly expanding outward.

In the blood light, Habbs' ordinary face suddenly took on a layer of majesty, and an extremely powerful aura spread over the maelstrom, piercing the void and spreading further into the depths of the world.

Countless streams of fire were generated from nothingness, like a waterfall, washing over Habs' body from head to toe, much like the dark baptism that every dark race must participate in when they reach adulthood. It's just that the baptism is made of condensation of the dark force, and each cluster of these flowing fires is a blazing black flame, and the core is a drop of blood.

The flow of fire became more and more dense, and Habbs's figure was almost invisible in the red and black light. Only his silent face was looming. Suddenly, all the falling fire swept up, condensed into a crown of flames in the air, and slowly fell on the black hair of the head of the Spock clan!

Habbs's eyes slowly opened, and his blood was full of energy, as if a long river of blood was flowing.

At this moment, every vampire with a title heard the call from the depths of the bloodline. Most of them did not understand its meaning and could only feel the joy of the holy blood. But those big figures above the rank of deputy duke stood up solemnly, and their wills all reflected the same picture at this moment.

The dark artery, the source of the blood clan, the long river of holy blood, is relit with the fifth blood mark, which is a crown of fire.

The powerful men on the empire's side quickly approached when Habus had just released his pressure, and then stopped. Those who are both strong can naturally sense that the other party has no intention of fighting. If they approach rashly, it will start a fight. Moreover, Lin Xitang's position is too close to the center of pressure, so he will bear the brunt of the conflict.

The Duke of Wei said hesitantly: "Is this... the coronation of the blood prince?" He was the eldest among the people, but he was not sure. The human race has the deepest understanding of the vampires among the dark races, but the coronation of the blood prince is just a legend even in the vampire society.

A hoarse voice like metal friction sounded. It was another older general among the people present, "The vampires are only demonstrating. Lin Shuai is not in danger. Let's not get close yet."

Luo Mingji and Lin Xitang, who have been colleagues for many years, hesitated a little, "Why..."

The **** general with a hoarse voice said: "The blood race is not just demonstrating against us. The biggest headache for a crowned blood prince is the dark race itself, especially the demon descendants. Look at the three leaders of the Eternal Night Council over there. Wizards, they are no happier than we are."

Luo Mingji looked across and saw that all the dark warriors belonging to the blood clan were kneeling on one knee, expressing their surrender and respect to the blood prince in front.

The werewolves and the spider demons gathered together, at least maintaining a respectful attitude. The bodies of the three great demon wizards were shaking a little, as if they were whispering to each other a moment ago. One of them hurriedly pulled up the hood that had fallen under his ears, and covered up half of his old and withered face. This small movement was enough to confirm that the imperial **** general speculation.

"What does the coronation of the Blood Prince mean?" Luo Mingji's question was also what all the powerful empire men present wanted to know.

Princes are a special rank in the dark world. They are not yet kings, but they will have at least one special ability with the power of a king. For example, the demon prince is definitely not something ordinary gods can compete with. So the Dark Princes are as rare as the Dark Lords. 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 single crowned blood prince.

It can be seen from this that the Spike clan, one of the twelve ancient clans of the Blood Clan, was not only promoted to the rank of prince, but was also directly crowned. The significance of this is no less than the emergence of the fifth king in the Great Qin Empire. This will not only have an impact on the structure of Yongye and the Empire, but may also have greater shocks among the four major races in the dark world, as well as within the Yongye Parliament.

"The crowned Blood Prince can compete with the Dark Lord." Lin Xitang's voice was still cold and calm, and he appeared in front of everyone in a flash. This news made the strong men of the empire look even heavier.

"As for the other effects, they cannot be concealed anyway. The news from Yongye should be known in a day or two." Lin Xitang turned to the hoarse-voiced general and said: "While the Yongye Council has not yet expressed its What's your attitude? We'll immediately send people into the bottomless vortex to investigate the situation to determine what to do next. "

"Just as Commander Lin said." Admiral Li Fangqing nodded without objection. He commanded the military police, and during the latter stages of the **** battle, he was assigned to Yongye for inspection. However, Lin Xitang's strategy ranked first among the marshals. Although he was present to ask questions, he did not mean to give instructions.

At this moment, Qianye, who was running at high speed in the wilderness, suddenly felt his heart throbbing. As soon as he stopped, his whole body was shocked. The original wings suddenly opened on their own, and the golden wings of light rushed out of his back and stretched in the air. maximum. The Black Book emerged from the depths of consciousness at the same time, stood up, and opened flat.

Qianye felt that his vision went dark, the surrounding wilderness seemed to disappear, and his consciousness fell into a void somewhere.

The huge black book was spread out in front of him, with a thick layer of blood on it, like a long flowing river. He saw a drop of blood emerging from nothingness, falling into the long river, causing ripples in circles, and forming thirteen marks wherever it passed.

However, Qianye soon discovered that something was wrong. In the end, only twelve marks appeared, and the position of thirteen was vacant. His consciousness slowly swept over each mark, and found that the patterns were so clear that he seemed to be right in front of his eyes, and he could clearly see the meaning of each mysterious 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 a mandala, which changes color with each layer of petals stretched. The third one is a peacock with its tail spread wide, its green wings burning with golden flames. The fourth one is a gorgeous castle with an ancient atmosphere, with black thorns climbing all over the walls and spitting out small black flowers.

The fifth one is a burning flame, slowly outlining a crown. At this moment, Qianye suddenly discovered that not all of the twelve marks were bright, half were dim, and the fifth mark in front of him was slowly lighting up.

The ripples of the **** river have not subsided, and the water surface has become more and more undulating. Qianye has a strange feeling that this river is alive, and it is cheering and joyful.

The moment he touched the will of Blood River, Qianye suddenly understood the meaning of the scene he saw in front of him.

That is the racial origin of the Vampire Clan, the first drop of blood, the source of all Vampire Clan bloodlines. The ripples when it dripped condensed thirteen blood marks, forming thirteen second-generation ancestors and creating thirteen ancient clans. branch.

At this time, the mark of the Crown of Fire has been completely lit, issuing a distant call that seemed to come from ancient times. Dozens of extremely powerful wills from all over the Blood River began to resonate, and then formed a violent wave that swept the world.

Qianye's consciousness was suddenly pushed out of that world by this unrivaled blood tide. He opened his eyes in a daze, and the blood in his field of vision had not completely faded, and then a figure was reflected.

Song Zining was standing dozens of meters away, watching him with a solemn expression.

PS: I just got off the plane, so there are no updates today. I will try to write more over the weekend.