The Night Clan, the well-deserved top race among the ancient races, is one of the three or five races that rank first among the top races of the eight royal families. They are the kings of the night, possess the most complete dark law among the thousands of races, and are the most powerful existence among all races that use the dark law.

It also blocks the number of masters at the holy realm level. No race knows, and even the Hong clan or the Huang clan is not enough. But there is no doubt that except for the lack of masters at the Earth Immortal or Taishi realm, the Night clan has almost touched the ceiling level of the ancient ten thousand clans.

The territory of the Night Clan is known as the Land of Eternal Night. Just like the law of light that An Xiaoyu left by the sea, their ancestral land is surrounded by the law of darkness at any time. It is very dark inside, and for creatures living under the light, it is simply a forbidden zone.

Normally, let alone other races visit, even business teams or messengers sent by other races appear in such a land of eternal night. But today, a man in a black robe came outside the land of eternal night and waited for a long time just to see a master inside.

The races that were coming and going around the Eternal Night Land looked at the old man in black robe standing outside the mountain gate, thinking he was crazy? Not to mention the darkness outside, the various beasts raised by the Night Clan, or the bad attitudes that the Night Clan may have, just say, can the laws of darkness surrounding them bear?

Generally, ordinary humans will collapse after staying in it for about ten minutes. Those who are stronger can hold on for a while, and practitioners will only have two or three hours extra. Although they can enter after reaching a certain level of strength, they can get in after building a law force field, but the feeling of being uncomfortable really makes all living beings respectful.

Is this human being sick in his brain? He took the initiative to seek a meeting with the masters of the Night Clan? But hasn’t the human beings been sick all the time? This is the usual idea of ​​all races, so they just treat the existence of this old man in black robe as a joke.

The old man had been waiting here for a long time and had been receiving jokes for a long time. There were more and more races watching the excitement around him, and they all wanted to see what the person ended up like. Originally, there were not many creatures around the ancestral land of the Night Clan, and even if they passed by in a hurry, they would not stop. But today there were actually many more races staying.

There were more and more races watching, and the old man couldn't help but sweat appeared on his nose. He didn't pretend to be calm, but just believed in Guan Jue. Guan Jue told him that there was an acquaintance in the Night Clan, and he was an absolute human. As long as he called him and wanted to visit it, there would be no danger.

This is Guan Jue's promise, and he promised him to pay, and he can follow this great man and become a human noble of the Night Clan. He really doesn't want to give up such temptation. In such a war, becoming a noble of the Night Clan is simply undeniable.

The aristocratic system of the alien race is very strict, and even members of the clan need blood or military achievements. If the blood is insufficient or the military achievements are not enough, it is absolutely impossible to become aristocrats in the clan. What's more, it requires greater contributions and often requires treason for the country to achieve success.

But Guan Jue told him that as long as he gave this big man something, he could become a nobleman of the alien race? And he was also a nobleman of the Night Clan among the alien races. So what is this big man's status among the alien races? He is also a nobleman? It should be more than that?

He is not very clear about how much a human needs to pay if he wants to occupy a high position among the alien race. But if a human wants to influence the decision of the alien race and give another noble, this is a precedent that has never been seen before, so why can this human be able to do it? And it is in the Night Clan.

To be honest, he was a little nervous, but he didn't want to give up just like that.

Becoming aristocrats is a rare life-saving straw for humans who are now living in alien territories. After becoming aristocrat of higher races or top races, it means that they can have enough foundation and retreat. As long as they can obtain resources from alien races, no matter whether the empire or alien races are victorious in the future, they can advance and retreat calmly, or simply hide and wait for the war to completely silence.

Those humans who relied on stolen the country to get a title and a half title would definitely not escape the sanctions of the empire in the end, but humans who rely on hereditary inheritance of the noble status would definitely have the capital to survive. Therefore, in order to have a major retreat in the future, he had to come here.

The two night tribes standing at the gate of the mountain stood loomingly among the laws of the night, with two pitch-black spears poked in their hands, all of which were pitch black, so they couldn't see clearly. This is how the night tribe is, with dark all over, his nose rolled up, his muscles on his body were vigorous and clear, his fangs were very long, and there were no whites in his eyes.

Such a look is strange enough even among all the ancient races, a bit like humans and a bit like ghost races, but they are not on either side after all. Therefore, since ancient times, few races have been able to connect with the Night race. They are unique existences and have lasted forever.

Thinking of the Ye clan's appearance, the old man in black robe couldn't help but tremble. Listening to the voices coming from behind, he squeezed the long box in his hand, thinking to himself Guan Jue, Guan Jue! Don't cheat me, my old man's life will be explained to you today.

Will Guan Jue cheat him? Obviously not.

Not long after, a disciple of the Night Clan actually came out in person, looked at the old man's appearance, looked up and down, nodded and said, "Come in, sir, I promise to see you, be polite then!"

The races around were suddenly in an uproar. What is this? The master of the Night Clan actually met a human? What price did this human pay? Some race speculated that it brought the empire's latest military plan, some race speculated that this man had obtained some major secrets of the empire's production industry, and some people speculated that this man found the excellent bloodline that the Night Clan had been wandering outside for many years, in short, it was different.

But all the onlookers know that if nothing unexpected happens, this person will be glory and wealth!

The old man followed the disciples of the Night Clan and had a dark crystal stuffed in his hand. Of course he recognized that this was the crystallization of the Law of the Night, which was different from the crystallization of the pure Dark Law. There was a little more time to smell, and this was the most terrifying part of the Night Clan.

The crystal in his hand emitted a hazy black aperture, blocking the laws of night that were shrouded around him, allowing him to enter the eternal night safely and soundly. The old man followed behind, relying on the night clan to lead the way without saying a word. Many night clans on the road cast curious eyes.

For all races and humans, the Night race is actually a rare race. They rarely leave their ancestral land. Even if they appear on the battlefield and outside, they become like a black shadow and cannot see clearly. However, the old man did not dare to look around at all, but just lowered his head and let them observe themselves.

The disciples of the Night Clan who led the way in front seemed very satisfied with the old man's attitude and took the initiative to say: "When I see the young master later, don't speak too loudly. The young master doesn't like noise. If the young master doesn't like your things, don't continue to emphasize the explanation. The young master has his own ideas, and don't worry, the young master doesn't like to kill indiscriminately."

"Young Master?" The old man was stunned for a moment, a little unresponsive.

The Night Clan was amused: "Didn't you take the initiative to invite the young master? It turns out that you don't know the identity and status of the young master Hei Tong, so I'm a little curious. How did you know the young master Hei Tong?"

The old man laughed dryly and could only make up a few explanations, but his heart was already in turmoil. The one Guan Jue asked him to see was the young master of the Ye clan? Didn’t he say that this black pupil is a human? Could it be that... the thought in his heart made him tremble.

At this moment, the Ye Clan said, "You can go in, you can go in, the young master doesn't like us entering."

The old man then reacted, nodded to the night clan, and walked into the towering gate along the crack of the door that was pushed open. Unexpectedly, the environment inside was very warm. Although the entire hall was tall and empty and seemed a little lonely, the lights were very warm.

This further affirmed the old man's thoughts. The Jedi living here is a human! But humans can actually become the young master of the Night Clan? What's going on?

He continued walking along the carpet of the hall, and finally he walked through the corridor in front of the door and finally saw the so-called young master of the Night Clan. When he saw him, the old man was obviously shocked. It was just a terrifying face? It was exactly the same as the Night Clan.

The blue-black skin has almost no fat layer, and the blood vessels are bulging between the skin and the strong muscles. The nose is lifted up high, as if a large piece has been cut, with the nostrils facing the front. A long, loose black hair is like countless long black needles! Especially those eyes, it is pitch black, and there is no white in the entire eye socket.

But at this moment, the old man suddenly realized that the eyes were not as strange as the Ye Clan as the Ye Clan, but there was more scrutiny. You should know that the Ye Clan's eyes were indeed deep, but not much depth, but these eyes were simply bottomless and straight into the heart!

This is not the eyes of the Night Clan! The old man immediately affirmed.

He looked at the person sitting on the chair and asked, "You... are you Lord Hei Tong?"

Hei Tong nodded and suddenly said, "Do you know? The Night Clan is not a race that lives in the dark. They also like light very much. In this regard, it is actually no different from humans."

"Ah?" The old man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Hei Tong meant, but he thought in an instant that since the Night Clan does not like to live in the dark, why should we create such a place of eternal night in the ancestral land? Is this why this adult can hide in the Night Clan?

Hei Tong said: "The Night Clan does not like the night, especially the night created by creatures themselves. But the Night Clan is also helpless. Their young people will produce a large number of surplus laws during their birth and growth, which will be released around as the price of transformation. As their strength increases, they will release more and more. Therefore, the Night Clan has created such a place of eternal night, but they always endure their own discomfort and stay in such a place of eternal night. When the Night Clan goes out, they like to hide their bodies in the night. In fact, it is not to maintain mystery, but to feel that it is easy to scare other races just to reveal their image outside, so they do this on purpose. So, the Night Clan is actually a very gentle race."

The old man blinked his eyes and didn't know how to speak. He never expected that this adult's evaluation of the Ye Clan was so high. Moreover, they really couldn't know these things outside. But what she was most worried about was that this adult wouldn't have already defected to the Ye Clan, right? Then wouldn't he be finished?

Heitong didn't say much, but asked, "Guan Jue asked you to deliver something? What are you giving?"

"Oh, oh!" The old man reached out and took out the long box from the black robe, put it in front of Hei Tong, and was about to retreat. As a result, Hei Tong just waved his hand and pointed to the chair next to him and said, "I can't see humans on weekdays, and I can't say that I am a human. The night tribe here is respectful to me and it's very uncomfortable to sit down."

He had already seen that this adult seemed to have lived in the Night Clan for too long, and it seemed that he was a little unscrupulous in speaking, and the logic behind the front and back was a little difficult to find. But fundamentally, Hei Tong's attitude was still very good, and he did not defect to the Night Clan as he was worried about, but instead he looked more like a human.

At this time, he was also very curious. Guan Jue asked him to bring something to Hei Tong? So he watched Hei Tong open the box and reveal three things inside. One was a black-brown ointment, the other was a cigarette pole made of a bamboo pole, and a beast skin with strange symbols written on it.

Hei Tong was silent for a moment. The old man couldn't understand what this was. He was a little confused, but Hei Tong didn't speak, so he didn't ask too much, so he had to wait by the side.

After a long time, Hei Tong took out the cigarette pole from the box and asked him: "Do you know what this is?"

The old man shook his head: "It looks like a cigarette pole, but it seems to be a bit different. Could it be a special prop?"

Hei Tong sighed and said, "This thing is called a smoke gun!"

Smoke Gun? The old man thought for a while and finally found a clue of these two words from his far-reaching memory. He couldn't help but widen his eyes: "This... is this the culprit of the cholera empire back then?"

Hei Tong shook his head, shook the cigarette pole in his hand and said, "This is just a tool, this is the culprit!"

As he said that, he took out the black-brown ointment from the box and said, "In the history of human beings, the contribution of such things has been great to the development of anesthetics. However, while rationally using it, that thing has become a cancer of human society and still has a significant impact. All modern D-product use and D-product sales come from this. That was nearly 7,000 years ago, just before the Second Comprehensive War, a large number of roughly refined ointments suddenly appeared in the empire. As long as you ignite a special cigarette pole, you can feel great spiritual satisfaction. However, after long-term sucking, it is easy for people to become dependent. Once you get addicted to D-product, you can immediately not control yourself. Only by sucking again can you relieve it. However, long-term sucking of such things has brought great harm to the human body.

As a practitioner, it is difficult to eliminate the physical and mental trauma caused by this kind of thing, and even a large number of hallucinations and sudden deaths occurred. How many people died because of this? But under huge benefits, there are still people making and selling such harmful things! The empire spent a full thirty years to rectify the market, completely eliminate this thing, and formulate corresponding laws, so that the public propaganda and popular science could curb the huge impact. However, the new D-type products that appeared in the subsequent quickly had extremely high survival ability, which was simply banned. Even the empire today has a large number of the same businesses! Although there are still a few people who know the history of that year, and anyone who has experienced anti-drug education has learned about the empire's past for more than a thousand years, but few people know that this thing is not just a medicine, but a strategy!”

"Strategic?" The old man was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted: "It's the origin..."

Hei Tong nodded: "Yes, it was the origin back then, and created such evil things. In the future development and production of new drugs, of course, there is also the shadow of origin. Origin is to use such things to eliminate the living power of the empire and let us lose the Second Total War."

The old man never expected that there would be such a terrifying inside story in the almost dusty history back then! Origin wanted to use the D-grade to destroy the power of the empire, but now this thing appeared in the alien race. Guan Jue asked him to bring them to... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

But he was still curious: "I heard that that thing seemed to be unpopular among foreigners back then. What should Guan Jue do with these things?"

Hei Tong smiled, pinched the ointment in his hand, and said softly: "The original D-type did not play any role in the alien territory at that time because it was designed specifically for humans. It is of course useless to aliens for human fragile nervous system. However, this part was specially designed by Guan Jue for foreigners, specifically for the lifeblood of aliens - the law! Although the aliens have strong laws, they are born with them, so they are not deeply in their perception. Once they are addicted to drugs in this area..."

The old man took a breath.
Chapter completed!