Ye Tong's blood core suddenly accelerated, Qianye's face darkened, and he shouted: "How dare you say that the death of the great king is such a big event. If you still don't tell the truth at this time, I think you are impatient with life.
!”
The Demon Marquis was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "I didn't lie! I swear to the source of darkness, I definitely didn't lie! I come from the famous Jerusalem family, and I have been promoted to Duke Hope, so I am qualified to know all kinds of secrets.
!The King of Blue has indeed fallen, this is what my blood elder said personally."
Qianye said slowly: "Since you are from a famous demon sect, you should know that upper-level vampires also have secret connections with each other. Why don't the vampires themselves know about such things as the death of the king?
"This..." The Demonic Marquis rolled his eyes and said, "I know something inside. If I tell you, can you let me go and not kill me?"
"Say it quickly!"
The Marquis didn't dare to bargain anymore and said: "I heard that the Blue King's blood core is still intact...ahem, so the secret connection between the blood clan has not been completely severed. Maybe this is the reason."
Nighteye suddenly shook, then gritted his teeth and said, "Ask him, who killed Renault." Being able to tell whether Renault was alive or dead, and also telling details such as the integrity of the blood core, the role of the demon in this matter is self-evident.
The Marquis didn't wait for Qianye to ask, and quickly said: "I heard that His Majesty Eternal Flame and Palokia brought Deep Dark Blessing at the same time."
Ye Tong just shook his head, "I know Renault's capabilities very well! They alone can't defeat Renault. Renault is... he fights to the death for us."
A battle at the monarch level was beyond Qianye's understanding at the moment. He didn't know how to comfort Ye Tong, so he could only reach out and touch her hair.
Nighteye calmed down and said: "It seems that the demons are ready to start a full-scale war, but I don't know why they would do it at this time."
Qianye thought a little more and asked: "How many blood pools do you plan to collect this time? Which clans are involved?"
"I don't know about the other things. The mission assigned to us, Jesus, is fourteen, and there seem to be three ancient clans targeted." The Marquis said honestly.
Ye Tong and Qian Ye looked at each other.
At this moment, we still don’t know whether this council task is a demon for self-interest, or whether it is a real council decision. But even if calculated at the minimum, just in case, if only the seven famous demon clans are used to lead the team, the number of blood pools to be collected will probably exceed
One hundred seats.
Although the vampire world is huge, even if the blood pools of the Mora family are taken into account, there are not many truly ancient blood pools. The demons collected hundreds of blood pools at one time, which would account for almost half of the entire vampire clan.
There is also one third.
The blood pool is the real strategic resource of the blood clan. The blood pool is needed for the strong vampires who are nearing the end of their lifespan to sleep and prolong their life, to restore their status after waking up, and to enhance the talented bloodline of young descendants.
Blood pools take time to accumulate. It often takes hundreds of years for many blood pools to accumulate enough blood for a marquis and duke to sleep. This is the meaning of ancient blood pools. If there is no blood pool, it is equivalent to the disappearance of the human race.
Food will destroy the foundation of the entire clan.
On the scale of seizing an ancient blood pool, this is a total war.
Seeing that he couldn't ask any more questions, Ye Tong snorted, raised his hand, and cut the Marquis in half with a dark gold blood blade.
Qianye frowned slightly but said nothing.
Ye Tong knew what he was thinking and said: "In the eyes of the vampires, the punishment of fire is the same as the blood feast in the eyes of the humans. They are absolutely intolerable shame and provocation. Just based on what they did here, all the ancient clans
will declare war on Jerusalem."
Qianye touched Ye Tong's head, but still didn't say anything, and just followed her to the castle square. Many young vampire women here were sobbing, and several young vampire barons and viscounts were surrounding an old man. The old man was half his age.
His body was charred and he was sitting next to a stone pillar, very weak.
Seeing Ye Tong and Qian Ye appear, the old Marquis Mora struggled to get up, knelt down on one knee, and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help. I am no longer alive, but these children still have a future, and they will go to the
You offer your unswerving loyalty! The territory, castle and blood pool that our Mora family has inherited for two thousand years are also willing to be dedicated to you! I only ask that you can preserve the blood of the Mora family."
This is why he wants to become the vassal of Ye Tong and Qianye.
Nighteye said slowly: "Where is the head of Caton's family?"
Old Marquis Mora said: "The current head of Caton's family is Grand Duke Ronnie Condon. The Presbyterian Church consists of four dukes and one prince. But the old prince has been sleeping for three hundred years and has never ignited the mark. Ronnie Condon
The Grand Duke often falls asleep now and only wakes up every three years."
Hearing this, even Qianye frowned.
As one of the twelve ancient clans, the Caton clan has declined to this point.
There are two types of slumber for vampires. One can wake up on its own, just like the retreat of demons. It is mainly to communicate with the holy river and increase strength. The other type requires awakening from the outside world and consumes a lot of energy.
Resources, that is, to reduce activity and maintain strength.
Even if the prince of Caton, who has been sleeping for three hundred years, can be awakened, he is already at the end of his life. And this kind of uncrowned prince is not necessarily much more powerful than the grand duke in his heyday. Grand Duke Ronnie Condon sounds like he can do it on his own
Wake up, but this state is obviously not for improving strength, but a sign of decline.
Ye Tong said: "Katon's strength has actually declined a long time ago, but the clans at the top have been helping them, and their traditional territories are also protected. This is because the blood clan with Katon's bloodline is the most powerful.
It is easy to feel and ignite the blood mark belonging to their clan."
After saying this, Qianye understood.
Half of the marks in the Blood River have been dimmed, and protecting Caton is equivalent to preserving a path to the Blood River mark for the entire Blood Clan. This is why even if the Blood Clan has infighting, the twelve ancient clans have never cut off their inheritance.
reason.
Maybe one day, another talented young man from the Caton clan will ignite the mark again, and he can lead the entire Caton clan to regain its glory in ancient times, just like Habus.
Qianye had some guesses in his mind and said slowly: "Could it be that the demons are targeting the three ancient clans and want to cut off the three inheritance paths of the blood clan?"
"Maybe."
This is a root-digging move. As the supreme king of the blood race, how could the Queen of the Night/Lilith sit idly by and let the action plan pass in the parliament? This is completely unreasonable. The werewolves must be happy to see this happen, and most of the spider demons
It's none of my business, but what about the giants of the vampire clan?
Qianye thought about it, and Ye Tong also thought about it. She said: "We should go to the Pas clan once. She must know what happened here."
"Okay." Qianye was a little strange about Ye Tong's attitude towards Lilith. She seemed to lack the most basic respect for the Queen of Night.
Nighteye turned around and said to Old Mora: "Gather all your promising direct descendants."
The old Marquis struggled to give the order, and a moment later, a total of eleven young vampires knelt in front of Night Eye. There were men and women, the one with the highest title was a viscount, and the youngest was just a knight.
Ye Tong's blood energy condensed into a map in the air, and said: "From now on, you are my vassals. You take the blood pool and all the source blood, go to this place to hide, repair the castle there, and wait for the next order.
.Go and prepare now.”
The eleven young vampires did not move, but knelt on the ground. Each of them cut their wrists, sprinkled their blood on the blood-sucking blade, and swore allegiance to Nighteye.
The whole ceremony was brief and solemn. It was not until the ceremony was completed that these direct descendants of the Mora family got up and left to move the blood pool and other precious resources.
There was both nostalgia and sadness in the eyes of the old Marquis Mora, and he said slowly: "From now on, there will be no Mora family. However, our bloodline can be passed down under the protection of your majesty, which finally relieves some of my pain.
Guilty."
The old Marquis slowly sat down, his eyes lowered, and his vitality disappeared.
While Ye Tong was dealing with the aftermath, Qianye was walking casually in the castle, watching. There were traces of fierce battles in many places in the castle, and many blood clan corpses had not had time to clean up. Some of the corpses were too horrific to look at, and it was obvious that they were dying.
He suffered a lot of abuse and humiliation before his death.
This is not a battle, but a unilateral massacre. The Mora family is not strong and has almost no resistance in front of the overwhelmingly superior parliamentary forces. Of course, the demons came in the name of the parliament and directly entered the castle, allowing
All defense facilities are ineffective, which is also an important reason.
Although the demon-born Marquis who was in charge of this operation had a relatively gentle temperament, his deputy was obviously not. Qianye had just learned that the deputy who had died under Ye Tong was a werewolf. Therefore, regardless of his origin,
No matter how you think about it, in the face of the resistance of the Morton family, the Demon Marquis will not restrict the behavior of his subordinates.
There are also many corpses of Council soldiers on the ground, not all of them demons, but also many spider demons and werewolves. The burning racks are not only found in the main square, there are also burning racks set up in the small square behind.
All the parliamentary warriors in the castle had been killed by the angry Nighteye, and the surviving vampires extinguished the fire under the torture rack and removed the corpses of their clansmen from the rack.
Qianye suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on a slender corpse. It was a little vampire girl whose body had not even reached adulthood. Her fair little face was originally very beautiful, but now her facial features were all damaged due to extreme pain.
Painful and twisted, his wide-open eyes were empty, the corners of his eyes were torn, and his expression of silent wailing was frozen.
Perhaps because she was too small, most of her body had been burned, but her beautiful little face was spotlessly clean. The residual demonic energy showed that a strong demonic man had specially protected her face. This was obviously not the case.
Out of pity, but just wanting to see more clearly the pain of the little girl before her death.
Several half-burnt corpses were brought over, placed on the ground, and covered with scarlet cloth.
Qianye suddenly shuddered. He was almost immersed in the pain of the little vampire girl. Her expression froze in the most painful moment, and Qianye almost felt that the fire was burning on his body.
Qianye let out a heavy breath and realized that this is war, this is the hatred that lasts for thousands of years. The fighting within the dark race is no less brutal than the war between the factions and the empire.
Some of the surviving vampires were sad, some were numb, and some were sobbing silently.
Looking at those faces and expressions, Qianye was suddenly in a trance, as if he had seen them somewhere a long, long time ago. He had not witnessed the human race's blood feast for a long time, but what he saw in the underlying Yongye Continent was still firmly engraved in his heart.
Even though those faces have been blurred, the pain and despair always linger in the memory.
Until this moment, he suddenly discovered that these misfortunes stemming from race overlapped in front of him. They were not much different from the human race in front of him, and when their tragic fate came, their reactions were similar to ordinary people.
Not every dark race is a born warrior. Even immortals will grow old, become fragile, and suffer the pain of losing their relatives.
Because of his blood core, Qianye could faintly feel the emotions of the vampires around him. This was a natural advantage for superiors over inferiors, but at this moment, Qianye was overwhelmed by the sadness around him.
PS: I wish all candidates and readers who have candidates at home that their wishes will come true.