However, did those veterans, the Red Scorpion captains who detonated bombs one by one, and the Colonel Wei Lishi who led him into the Red Scorpion, die in vain?
No! They can never disappear without a trace like this!
Qianye gritted his teeth.
There are only two ways to avenge these Red Scorpions. One is to rise to the top of the empire and gain greater power than the masterminds behind the scenes, and then uncover the truth and seek justice for the fallen Red Scorpion warriors. But Qianye has now changed
If you become a blood slave, your life will be precarious, and you will never be able to return to human society.
But there is another way! That is to find a way to survive and possess powerful force. When Qianye's power reaches a certain level, he can add those black hands to the hunting list one by one!
Qianye hid all the important equipment, took a dagger with him, put on a civilian jacket, and walked out of the mountainous area, preparing to find a human settlement, inquire about the surrounding situation, and see if he could get some
Outside news.
The default return coordinates of the rescue capsule should be the Red Scorpion headquarters, but it may have been affected when the mothership was damaged, and the star map was damaged. Now I don’t know where it crashed. I can’t tell the specifics of this place just by looking at the undeveloped original scenery around it.
position.
But one day later, Qianye returned here. He had several gunshot wounds on his body, including a large scorch mark on his arm, which was the burnt mark caused by the silver bullet, and it is still seeping out to this day.
Yellow pus.
Qianye's face was blank and gloomy.
When he went to the city to inquire about the news, when he saw the crowd, he immediately smelled the sweet scent of blood that he had never seen before. The bloodthirsty thirst deep in his body broke out, and Qianye, who was unprepared, immediately revealed a thick scent of blood.
.
This is the border of the empire, where dark races often appear, so the city defense army is particularly vigilant. A passing patrol team immediately identified the vampire aura on Qianye's body.
In an instant, almost everyone he saw became Qianye's enemy.
When Qianye escaped from the crowd, he was already scarred. Although he finally escaped and returned to the mountainous area under the cover of night, Qianye knew that he could no longer stay here.
This is indeed the headquarters of the Red Scorpion and the location of the Huangquan training camp, Qin Lu, but it is definitely not good news for Qianye now.
Most of the Qin Continent is under the control of the empire, and only a few peripheral areas are still in the hands of the dark race. As long as the identity of Qianye Blood Slave is exposed, people will not give him any chance to defend himself.
Think about the same situation when Qianye was still in the Red Scorpion. When he saw the blood slave, his first reaction was to shoot him directly. Just as the captain of the Red Scorpion taught him, no one can afford the consequences of indulging.
This is the hatred accumulated by the two races for thousands of years. They only have positions, not right and wrong.
Qianye slowly sat down with his back against a big tree, his mind went blank. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his side, as if he was being licked by flames.
Qianye jumped up, and a small object fell out of his underwear. It rolled to the ground, and a flash of silver light flashed. It was an empty silver cartridge case. He had long forgotten when he threw it into his pocket, and brought it with him until now.
Only when the damaged part of the clothes came into contact with Qianye's skin was he reminded of its existence.
That little thing is actually quite rough. The industrial polished shell can still be recharged a few times, but the Force array inside has many flaws and can only achieve 50% energy compression efficiency. But it is such a silver bullet. When it comes into contact with the body,
But it brought Qianye a burning pain, reminding him of his current situation in this way.
Qianye's military boots suddenly stepped on it, turning the heel hard, driving it deeply into the ground, and then kicked the surrounding soil, flattening the small pit, and soon nothing could be seen.
Qianye stood quietly for a while, took one last look at the mountains and land here, picked up his backpack, wrapped himself in a cloak and pulled up the hood, and quietly left the mountainous area.
At this time, a province in the middle continent of the empire had just said goodbye to the rainy weather that lasted for several days. A gap opened in the cloudy sky in the afternoon, and the sun shone.
The surface of the river is sparkling, and the wind iron on the colonnade of the suspended platform near the water makes a sound. It is shaped like a square and has a single leg like a crane. It is the family emblem of the Song family in Gaoling, the last of the four great valves in the empire.
The buildings in this area are all made of wood and stone, with high platforms, pavilions, cornices, and glazed tiles reflecting the shimmer of light, as if they are blending into the blue water. Everything is full of the nostalgic atmosphere of the ancient times, which is similar to the bluestone and metal buildings in the main cities of the empire.
The styles are very different.
Retro style prevails in the upper echelons of the empire, and the huge resources they possess are enough to support the operation of these delicate, delicate and seemingly fragile facilities.
Inside the hanging platform facing the water is a large study room with not many furnishings. There is a desk under the long window. Song Zining is sitting upright, with a stack of documents in front of him that have been processed, except for the last insignificant document.
Yi Bao.
From Song Zining's calm and gentle expression, it was impossible to tell that the visitor he was waiting for was already five minutes late. On his schedule, the time for each task was measured in fifteen minutes, retaining the nutritional benefits of training in Huangquan.
habits.
Song Zining looked at the newspaper in front of him, and finally opened it with a little boredom. In the past, he would never waste time reading something like this that almost everyone has one share.
A name jumped into view, Lin Qianye.
Song Zining paused for a few seconds and turned back to the homepage. The paper made a soft sound. There was a text message in an inconspicuous corner. The Red Scorpion Legion failed in its mission and lost one-third of the Red Scorpion-level warriors. On the inside page was the message "Those who died in battle"
Lin Qianye's name was clearly listed on the list.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the servant outside announced the guest's name in a low voice.
Song Zijing quietly closed the newspaper and put it on the pile of documents that had been processed. Then he stood up and showed a smile with impeccable etiquette to the visiting lady.
In the Broken Wings Angels headquarters, Wei Potian was lying on his dormitory bed, sleeping soundly. The past seven days of intensive training had exhausted him. But the hard work was worthwhile, and he successfully stood out among the newcomers of this year.
Obtained the qualification to participate in the military competition for Broken Wing Angel.
As for the second letter he sent before the closed training, it is quietly waiting in the return box at the Red Scorpion headquarters. This letter, which has no recipient, will be sent out together with the next batch of official documents. It has passed through three
Mainland China, and then returned to the sender.
One day later, in a remote corner of Qinlu, a group of imperial soldiers found the crashed airship and the place where Qianye woke up.
The officer leading the team had sharp eyes and a weather-beaten face full of perseverance. He carefully surveyed the scene and said an hour later: "He is still rational. This is not a blood slave, but a new vampire. But now
Traces of him have been lost."
"A new vampire isn't a big deal, right?" another officer said.
"That's right. Please report this. Our mission ends here. That airship belongs to the military, and I don't want to get involved in the military's affairs."
Other officers also agreed. The Imperial Military is an extremely huge war beast, with many factions under it, and the relationships between them are complicated. The local garrison and the regular legion are completely two systems. Many regular legions often like to recruit local troops when fighting.
The garrison served as cannon fodder. Therefore, the relationship between the two sides was not incompatible, but it was not much better.
A crashed lifeboat and a newly escaped vampire were placed in the vast ocean of the empire. They were not even a small bubble. No one was too lazy to spend time on this matter. So there was a tacit understanding.
, this little thing disappeared in the vast bureaucracy of the empire.
A few days later, a lonely figure appeared in the area bordering the empire and the dark race. He looked ahead and saw a small town appearing on the horizon in the distance. There was actually a ship parked beside the town. Although it was old, it was quite large.
Huge airship.
This person was Qianye, and he judged at first glance that this aerostat was an interstellar aerostat capable of traveling between continents.
It seems right, it is here.
This town is not marked on the map, and there is no information about it in any official information from the empire. But it does exist. This is the gray area, the junction of eternal night and dawn.
In this town, the dark race and the human race can coexist, provided they have money and enough power to protect themselves.
Qianye strode towards the town, when a huge fat man blocked his way at the gate of the town.
"Little guy, what are you doing here?"
Qianye glanced at the fat man. This fat man guarding the gate actually had a level three level!
Qianye felt a chill in his heart, re-evaluated this place, and then said, "I'm here to find Hui Yu."
"Hui Yu? That's our leader! What do you want from him?" The fat man became a little more serious.
"I need a ferry ticket."
"Where to go?"
"Eternal Night Continent."
"Aha!" The fat man screamed and said, "Those who want to go there are all crazy! Didn't you commit something big? Well, you don't need to answer my question, I'm just curious. Gray
Boss Yu said that you should be polite to anyone who wants to go to the Evernight Continent. But, is there really anyone willing to spend such an expensive ticket to sneak into that hellish place?"
While chattering, the fat man moved his huge body and walked towards the town. Qianye followed him and silently entered the town.
Half a day later, the huge and old aerostat took off with difficulty, and it took a whole day to leave the land mass and enter the void. Qianye sat by the porthole, looking through the cloudy glass at the empire continent that was gradually receding. Another day passed.
A few days later, a new continent appeared in the porthole.
That is the Evernight Continent, where Qianye grew up.
Eternal night, this abandoned land, the people who live there are all the creatures that have been completely forgotten by fate.
Qianye chose it as his place of residence. He will continue to fight against fate here. He may be able to suppress the erosion of the blood of darkness, or he may be eventually swallowed by the blood of darkness. No matter which outcome, the Eternal Night Continent will be the same.
As the stage for the finale.
The Evernight Continent is indeed a hellish place, but now it is the only place that can accommodate a blood slave who retains his sanity.
The world below the aerospace boat is still a piece of darkness with no skylight. Just like Qianye's mood at this time, he can no longer choose dawn, but he also doesn't want to fall into eternal night. He can only perch and crawl in the gray between eternal night and dawn.
Waiting for fate to be pronounced.
End of volume one
The second volume is titled Flowers Blooming on the Other Side