Monarch of Evernight: Ninety-eight steps away

bsp;A middle-aged man in rich clothes stepped out of the aeroboat. He had slender eyes and a faint cold air emanating from his body. He got off the airship and walked directly to the city lord's mansion without saying a word.

There were several guards standing at the door of the city lord's palace. One of the young guards instinctively came up to him and asked, "Who are you?"

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared from behind the middle-aged man and passed by the young guard. The young guard's expression froze for a moment, and then his head flew high into the sky, blood shooting into the sky like a fountain.

The figure seemed to be unfinished and circled around the remaining guards. Then several heads flew up, and the guards guarding the gate instantly turned into headless corpses.

The middle-aged man turned a blind eye to this and walked straight into the city lord's mansion without pausing.

The city lord got the news at this time and rushed over. When he saw him, he threw himself to the ground and repeatedly said: "I didn't know that Lord Nangong was here. This servant is stupid and rushes into the distinguished guest. This villain deserves to die!"

This middle-aged man is Nangong Yuanbo, the current head of the Nangong family. Although he was upset, seeing the city lord so groveling, he didn't want to get angry again. He just asked: "Where is he?"

The city lord wiped his sweat secretly and said hurriedly: "Sir, follow me!"

A moment later, in the city lord's own bedroom, the best room in this small town, Nangong Yuanbo finally saw Nangong Xiaofeng. At this moment, Nangong Xiaofeng was out of breath, lying flat on the bed and staring at the ceiling, his expression blank, and he didn't react even if someone came in.

Nangong Yuanbo’s eyes fell on Nangong Xiaofeng’s severed hand and leg, which only had half of it left. He suddenly froze, turned around and asked, “Is there any hope left?”

An old man behind him walked to the bed, checked it carefully, and said: "You can use secret methods to connect to the regeneration. The strength will be damaged, but there is still hope to return to the previous combat power in the future. I just want to do it again in this life. Breakthrough is almost impossible."

Nangong Xiaofeng finally had an expression on his face, chuckled twice, and said, "It seems I can still be of some use."

Nangong Yuanbo suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice: "Who did it?"

"First I was injured in the battle with Zhao Yuying, and then I was attacked by that kid named Qianye. My hands and feet were destroyed by his hands." As he spoke, Nangong Xiaofeng showed a trace of self-mockery on his face that could not be noticed by others.

He didn't take the Dark Fire Mercenary Group to heart at all at first, and naturally he didn't remember the relevant information. He didn't recognize Qianye in the chaos at that time. It wasn't until he escaped from serious injuries and recalled that he had vaguely seen that beautiful but crazy young man somewhere that he realized that he had been injured in the hands of someone he had once regarded as an ant.

"Qianye?" Nangong Yuanbo couldn't remember who it was for a moment. The entourage behind him leaned forward and whispered a few words, and then he suddenly realized that it was the mercenary captain of Black Current City. He paced back and forth in front of the bed, feeling the chill on his body getting worse.

After a moment, Nangong Yuanbo suddenly stopped and said: "Xiao Feng, you have made your own decisions this time, do you know how much trouble it has brought to our Nangong family? In just one day, Duke You Guo sent three messages in a row Xiu Wen, please give me an explanation!"

Nangong Xiaofeng laughed, "Is it just Lord You Guo? You can still handle this, right? Besides, didn't Zhang Clan invite you to talk to him a long time ago?"

Nangong Yuanbo snorted coldly, "Zhao Clan has always been too high-minded. They say they are allies, but they are actually vassals! Looking at their behavior, they don't have much respect for me. As for Zhang Clan, who can compare to Zhao Clan? How much better is the valve? It’s the same for all four valves. What’s the difference?”

Nangong Xiaofeng was startled. He understood the implication of Nangong Yuanbo's words, so he was particularly surprised, "Are you going to join the imperial party?!"

"Why not?"

Even with Nangong Xiaofeng's carefree attitude, he was shocked by Nangong Yuanbo's words. He looked around the room. All the people present were Nangong Yuanbo's confidants. After hearing what the head of the family said, although the expressions of several people changed a little, they were not too surprised. It seemed that Nangong Yuanbo had been thinking about this for more than a day or two.

Nangong Xiaofeng smiled in his heart and said slowly: "Most of the new nobles of the imperial party came from humble backgrounds, uncle, how can you tolerate their vulgarity? Besides, when His Majesty wipes out the powerful families... what use will we have? At that time , the imperial party should remember that we are actually a family, right?"

Nangong Yuanbo said displeased: "Nonsense! The so-called honorable nobles and the imperial party are all ministers of the same palace? If your majesty wants to make a difference, he naturally needs to establish his authority and eliminate a few who do not obey orders. We take it for granted, how can we destroy all the aristocratic families! It is the right way for us to serve His Majesty, why should we look at the faces of the four clans?"

After a pause, Nangong Yuanbo sneered: "The world of this empire should have changed long ago."

"As for Qianye, let him disappear in the **** battle!" Nangong Yuanbo waved his hand casually. Such small things can be arranged by his trusted aides, so he, the head of the family, does not need to worry too much.

Qianye didn't know that his outburst of anger had somewhat prompted the Nangong family to make up their minds in advance, and then dropped a small stone into the tide of the empire's current situation, causing a small wave.

The four words "Empire Current Situation" are too big, and they are far different from Qianye. He only knew that no matter whether he was facing a **** battle under the Iron Curtain or a powerful family, strength was his only reliance. Therefore, Qianye took advantage of the calm before the storm to intensify his cultivation and strive to make a breakthrough.

Perhaps because of the brazen attack on the Nangong family base, but still retaining the fearlessness in his mind, Qianye made rapid progress in practicing military combat this time, and even broke through to the forty-ninth round in one fell swoop, just one step away from Zhang Boqian back then. .

At this point, Qianye finally understood how powerful and terrifying Zhang Boqian's fifty-round military attack was. After forty-five rounds, the power of each superimposed round is comparable to the sum of the previous nine rounds. The power of the tide swept through every corner of the body. All the Force nodes resonated, and the blood surged like a furious wave, as if the whole world was flooded. has disappeared, leaving only Taotaomania.

As the tidal pull of the Art of War becomes stronger and stronger, a ray of dawn force is drawn from the void at some point. This ray of dawn force is extremely pure and is already quite close to its origin, one step closer than what Qianye condensed with the Song Family Ancient Scroll Yao Chapter. This ray of force entered the body, and Qianye's nine nodes vibrated at the same time, and there was a sound of thunder.

However, even with Qianye's vampire physique, strengthened and protected by dark gold and purple blood, he reached his limit in the forty-ninth round, and his body showed signs of collapse. At the moment when the battle reached the peak of the forty-ninth round, Qianye suddenly had a mysterious feeling, as if something was about to separate from the tide that filled the world.

Qianye spent twice as much time as usual to completely quell the frenzy of the military attack. He recalled the training process and was very sure that his final feeling was not an illusion. It seems that if it really reaches the fiftieth round, there may be astonishing changes in the military expedition, but the force of the tidal backlash at that time is definitely not what he can bear now.

He couldn't help but sigh at Zhang Boqian's talent. Even though Qianye's physical strength was now far higher than that of ordinary vampire viscounts, he still couldn't compare to Zhang Boqian back then. This commander-in-chief, who has the most elegant demeanor in the world and has the strength to be the King of Heaven in his prime, is indeed worthy of his reputation and is difficult to match.

However, even today, when Zhang Boqian was officially promoted to Heavenly King, he never intended to abolish the title of the so-called Imperial Twins. It is said that some meddlesome people seriously requested His Majesty's orders during the imperial meeting, saying that Lin Xitang was no longer worthy of being ranked alongside the King of Heaven, so the name of the Imperial Twins should be banned from being spread. Unexpectedly, he was severely reprimanded by Zhang Boqian. This flattery was slapped on the horse's heel, offending both of them in one fell swoop, and became a joke in the empire.

After Qianye took a short rest, he checked his body. Just the ray of dawn force that he got in the middle was worth half a month of hard work. However, until the end of the training, no second ray appeared. It seems that at least for now, it is still something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.

The forty-nine rounds of the Military Conquest Technique absorbs the force of heaven and earth with the power of tides. It can be described as a whale swallowing the sea. The speed of its cultivation has far exceeded the so-called secrets of the family. Perhaps only the four clans and the emperor's family can Only certain core techniques can compare with it in terms of cultivation speed. Therefore, not long after Qianye practiced, the force of dawn in the surrounding environment became unusable. Not only was it wiped away, but a lot of the force of darkness was also drawn into his body.

If it were another person, it would be difficult and time-consuming to block or expel it, but Qianye does not have this problem. After the dark force enters the body, under the suppression of the tide of military expedition, it automatically gathers towards the heart and is shrunk there. All the blood was swallowed up.

It stands to reason that node resonance is the sign of a warrior who is about to enter the war. However, Qianye soon discovered that he was in a special situation. Even with the extraordinary training speed of the Military Attack Technique, after being refined and condensed by Song's ancient scrolls, there were not many left, so he was far from the full force of the Force. Overflowing with gathered energy and forming a whirlpool, although it seems to be not far away, it will still take more time than ordinary people.

Of course, pure force power has more benefits. He does not need to suppress the level at the warrior level. When the force power is full, he can break through directly. At this moment, Qianye couldn't help but miss the Song Clan's training room. That training session was so satisfying.

However, Song Zining's share is only a few days a year, so one can imagine how precious it is. But that one training session was already worth half a year of hard work. The advantages accumulated by the children of aristocratic families in these bits and pieces will become insurmountable obstacles over time.

After several days of seclusion and hard training, Qianye discovered that he faced another problem if he wanted to advance to the rank of warrior. The second chapter of Xuan Yao in the Song Dynasty ancient scroll requires that the forces of darkness and dawn complement each other and cannot deviate too much. In other words, when the force of dawn is promoted to a warrior, the force of darkness also needs to be promoted to viscount.

There is a big difference between the cultivation paths of dark races and humans. On the Evernight side, no matter which race, the sign of promotion to Viscount is mostly the concentration of the core of the Force. Whether it is the blood core of the vampire, the dark core of the demon, or the spider crystal of the spider demon, they are all similar things. As for promotion, most of it is a matter of course. When the time is right, it will naturally transform and evolve.

Thinking of this, Qianye suddenly felt inexplicably flustered. Could it be that he had also condensed a blood core in his body? But thinking about it again, it was very possible that the three-color blood energy had already regarded his heart as the base camp. The purple blood is constantly changing Qianye's physique, while the dark gold blood is strengthening the heart. The so-called strengthening is actually a kind of change. In this process, it does not seem impossible to condense a blood core.

But in this case, Qianye doesn’t know whether he is a human race or a blood race. He smiled bitterly and let go of this slightly frightening thought for the time being.

It is not that easy to advance to the next level. Although absorbing blood essence is a shortcut, the consumption speed is equally terrifying, and the Black Book and the Original Wings also need to be fed, and their grabbing is not controlled at all. Therefore, improving the dark force is equally difficult, no less difficult than the dawn force.

Qianye walked out of the quiet room and looked up at the unchanging dark sky. He had already determined the next path to advancement. Whether it is nourishing blood energy or cultivating the killing energy for military expeditions, the best choice is to feed war with war.

The sky above the Iron Curtain is exceptionally calm, and even the twin Alpha stars that approach the Eternal Night Continent every month are nowhere to be seen. This almost stagnant black reminds people all the time that a **** battle will break out at any time.