Qianye was now sure that the voice was definitely Anduya, but why could the message be conveyed through the crystal fragments of the Black Winged King.
Besides, that's all in other places. This is the ruins of the Black Winged King. Anduya left such a shocking arrangement thousands of years ago. How could he allow someone to pretend to be his identity in his palace?
After Qianye walked out of the secret room, the original wings fell silent, and Anduya's will became silent, with no further reminders given. Could this be the test brought about by the accident that the Black Winged King mentioned?
Qianye looked at the skull in his hand and wanted to throw it against the opposite wall. Even if he was facing a dark king who ranked among the top in the history of the dark race, he definitely didn't like being led by someone like this.
The feeling of walking in the nose.
The voice in my ears urged me more urgently.
Qianye calmed down his depressed mood, followed the sound, and found that he had returned to the huge hall he first entered. Finally he found the source of the call, which was behind the altar where the Black Book was placed.
In thirteen ancient blood coffins.
Now Qianye was able to carefully observe these blood coffins, and unexpectedly discovered that the clan emblems engraved on the lids of each coffin were different. From the first Pas clan to the twelfth Katon clan, there were twelve ancient clans of blood clans recorded.
, all concentrated here.
Qianye's expression changed slightly, but he also felt that this situation was too unreasonable. According to mankind's understanding of the vampire clan, it is impossible for the twelve clans to coexist peacefully, and besides, whether there are mummies or sleeping ancient vampires in the blood coffin
, they should also live together with their families.
The most chilling thing is the thirteenth blood coffin. The patterns carved on it are equally gorgeous and complicated, but there are no emblems. In the legend of the blood clan, there are a total of thirteen ancestors, but only twelve have been recorded and passed down by descendants.
Well, what is this blood coffin?
The Thirteenth Clan?
This is by no means good news for the human race. If the Thirteenth Clan really existed, it means that the vampire world has a new ancestral power. Even if it is silent now, one day it will awaken among the descendants.
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"Close to me and present my head! In the name of ancient Andua, you will gain rights, status and strength!"
This time Qianye heard it clearly, the sound came from the first blood coffin.
But Qianye ignored it and instead reached out to push a coffin next to him. The heavy coffin lid was cold to the touch and had the texture of wood, but its hardness and quality were definitely higher than that of alloy.
The coffin lid was opened, and inside was the corpse of a high-ranking vampire, dressed in military uniform, with an olive branch surrounded by gold leaves on the edge of the badge. He turned out to be a Marquis of Glory. But there was a hole in his chest, and the blood core had long since disappeared. It was lost.
Vampires with blood cores are like humans who have lost their hearts and have died long ago.
At this moment, the lid of the first blood coffin slowly opened on its own, revealing the vampire sleeping inside.
When vampires enter a long-term slumber, except that they look thinner, they will look the same as when they are sleeping. The longer they sleep, the thinner and weaker they will be. When the time of slumber exceeds a hundred years, these
Vampires need to be soaked in a pool of blood to wake up.
The vampire who appeared in front of Qianye was so thin that he was almost a skeleton. He was also dressed in military uniform, with several huge wounds on his body. Many of the decorations were broken and lost, and his rank could not be identified. It seemed that those wounds were not treated at that time.
, after a long period of time, the surrounding flesh and blood all turned white, like weathering.
Although the wounds on this vampire's body looked serious, the blood core was intact, but the head was missing.
"Lucky blood descendant, you have done well, very well! Now, place my head on my body, and then sacrifice a little blood. I, the great king Andua, will be resurrected. And
You will get the blood of the ancestors and have the ability to open a new clan!"
At this time, the sound was no longer like a loud bell that made Qianye's ears ring. It was low and filled with indescribable magic, as if it came from the bottom of a person's heart, and every word was what he wanted to do most at the moment.
Qianye felt as if he was in a trance, and his body moved forward step by step uncontrollably.
There was a warning sign in his heart, and he felt like he was suddenly split into two halves. One half wanted to walk towards the first blood coffin and place the skull on the body, while the other half tried to hold it back while trying to crush the skull in its hand.
If someone were watching at this time, they would see that Qianye was like a malfunctioning mechanical doll, taking two steps forward, then one step back, sometimes turning in a circle, and constantly raising and lowering his arms. However, looking at this
Behind the seemingly ridiculous actions, there is an extremely fierce battle for will!
The purple blood energy expanded again when Qianye moved, but this time it failed to completely block the control of the sound. It only continued to interfere so that Qianye would not lose completely in the battle for control of the body.
The power of the purple blood energy was rapidly consumed, and Qianye's consciousness became increasingly drowsy. Suddenly, the dark gold blood energy that had been entrenched outside his heart suddenly moved, spitting out a line of blood as thin as an ox's hair, traveling along the bloodline almost at the speed of light.
It rushed to Qianye's eyebrows and suddenly exploded.
Qianye felt a sharp pain in his head, and his consciousness suddenly became extremely clear.
The moment he regained full control of his body, he knew that this opportunity might be fleeting. He no longer cared about the possible conflict between the full blood and the force of dawn, and immediately promoted the military expedition. The frenzy of the force was like a storm on the sea.
It rises like a roar.
The dark gold blood energy suddenly retracted into the heart, but left behind a pair of light wings illusion outlined by the golden light. When it was swept through by the pure dawn force refined through the Song family's ancient scrolls, the crimson world
, golden dots float and sink, and then explode into bursts of flames one after another.
The crimson light with golden flames of the Force poured out from Qianye's hand, pouring on the headless vampire like a waterfall. In an instant, a silver blazing fire ignited, and a shrill scream echoed throughout the entire body.
There was a sound in the hall.
The sharp sound that seemed to be able to penetrate everything was like a sharp blade, stabbing directly, twisting Qianye's consciousness, causing him to almost faint from the pain. However, Qianye's vision just went dark, and with the will forged by walking on the edge of death,
Withstand the attack that seemed to cut directly into the soul.
He shook off the skull again, and this time the skull successfully flew out of his hand. Qianye pulled out the twin flowers, pressed the last magic-breaking mithril bullet into the magazine, raised the gun, aimed, and shot.
With a bang, strange flowers bloomed in the void, and along with the shattered skulls falling, the shrill screams suddenly stopped.
The whole world seemed to be extremely quiet all of a sudden. Qianye sat down directly on the spot with his back against the coffin. He was now completely exhausted and felt extremely weak. He almost didn't have the strength to breathe hard.
In the final fight for control of the body, perhaps because the voice wanted to occupy Qianye's consciousness, this invasion was actually two-way, and Qianye captured some intermittent fragments of the other party's consciousness.
It turns out that the high-ranking vampires in these coffins are the thirteen blood generals of Anduya. They have been guarding this ruins since the disappearance of the Black Wing King. And the headless vampire abandoned his duty for some unknown reason.
, slaughtered all his colleagues, but was beheaded by the guarding Vampire Marquis in that side hall.
I don't know why, but this traitor never died completely. His talent during his lifetime was soul power, so he used the fragments of the crystal key to trick the person who got it into searching for the relics, in order to achieve the purpose of resurrecting himself.
In fact, as long as you get a piece of the crystal key fragment, you have a chance to enter this palace. For thousands of years, greedy and powerful strongmen came here before Qianye, and without exception they became the flesh and blood that maintains the operation of the space.
energy.
Qianye rested for a long time this time before regaining some strength.
This strange incident seems to have come to an end. Although many details are still unclear, the truth submerged in the long river of time is not just this one.
Qianye opened all the remaining blood coffins and saw ten corpses of high-ranking vampires. They were all wearing similar military uniforms. Judging from the badges they wore, the lowest rank was marquis, and all had their blood cores dug out. Only that one
A headless vampire has a complete body.
However, when he opened the thirteenth blood coffin, he unexpectedly found that it was empty. Qianye thought about it and determined that the blood race marquis guarding the side hall had different clothes from them, which meant that there should be another one.
Does a famous blood general exist?
Qianye raised his head and looked around the entire hall. There was still silence and emptiness all around. If it hadn't been for his arrival, this place would have been like a fragment frozen in the wasteland of time.
But now, Qianye knows that the Black Winged King is not omnipotent. Most of the things he sees in this space are beyond his ability to understand and can only be described as miracles. But even so, in a long time,
, something happened again. One general betrayed, one general disappeared, and the rest were killed.
Qianye had a vague feeling that Anduya used his hands to eliminate the traitors. And judging from the tone of the huge will before, the Black Winged King was not unaware of what had happened in the palace. As for why he didn't do it himself
The reason is unknown.
When the lid of the thirteenth blood coffin was opened to the end, the dome of the main hall suddenly glowed with blue light. When Qianye looked up, all the murals disappeared, and the vast and deep colors seemed like the night sky without stars and moon. Then a ray of light was projected down,
fell on him.
Then soft and huge power filled Qianye's limbs and bones. This time he could clearly feel the unfolding of the original wings, forming a pair of huge light wings behind him, with little golden lights flashing.
The entire hall suddenly shook, not violently, as if it were being immersed in water waves. In front of it, a huge wall tens of meters high and a hundred meters wide was divided into two and slowly opened to both sides.
The blue light surged out and did not stop until it was in front of Qianye, opening a door of light that towered over the sky. Behind the door, there were gleaming light waves, rippling like the sea.
Qianye subconsciously stretched out his hand. The azure blue light seemed to have substance, and the tentacles were smooth and cool, as if he had reached into the sea water. A huge suction force came from his hand, pulling him into the blue sea of light.
The hall immediately returned to its original state, and the opened blood coffins closed one by one on their own, returning to silence.
At this time, the city outside the temple was boiling. Fierce battles were taking place in every lane. Vampire warriors were fighting with the guards.
The level of the guards seemed to be one or two levels lower than those Qianye encountered, but their numbers were endless. They kept rushing out of the rooms and long windows on both sides of the street. After falling to the ground and dying, they turned into quicksand and sank into the ground.