"General Cointreau, don't make such a joke." The brigadier-general broke into a cold sweat.
The lieutenant colonel was young and energetic, and shouted: "Zhao Jundu! Don't think that with Zhao Clan's backing, you can do whatever you want!"
Before the lieutenant colonel finished speaking, he was pulled behind by the brigadier general and scolded: "Shut up! You have no right to speak here!"
Zhao Jundu didn't appreciate it, and said with a half-smile: "When have you ever heard that I, Zhao Jundu, can joke? Besides, if I can do whatever I want to you little guys, I still need the Zhao Clan?"
Even though he was being ridiculed, the brigadier general who felt that the atmosphere was not right did not dare to say anything. After saluting, he pulled the lieutenant colonel and hurriedly retreated.
After the people from the military headquarters left in despair, the woman asked with some confusion: "These two guys are just small people. It seems that there is no use in making things difficult for them, right?"
"Of course it works. No matter what reply I give, it means that I have read the military emergency report. As a member of the empire, I should abide by the military orders, no matter what nonsense the orders are. But now, since I have never
If I haven’t seen this order, then it’s up to me how I act. Haha, if I hadn’t asked them to go back and pass the message, I wouldn’t have even seen anyone from the military headquarters.”
"But then, why don't we take Qianye's place back?"
"It's about not returning. But no matter who it is, since he dares to take Qianye's quota, I, Zhao Jundu, will take note of this and I will make him pay back tenfold in the future."
The woman sighed softly and said, "I wonder if Mr. Qianye will wake up."
"There is always hope. Hasn't Song Zining already made arrangements?" At this point, Zhao Jundu suddenly frowned, stood up, walked back and forth in the hall several times, and said solemnly: "No, he has his hands on
Resources are limited, and we can't mobilize any experts. Even if we add the Wei family, it may not be enough. Go check and find out what his final arrangements are, and then stay by and help him when necessary. There is no need to worry about taking action on this trip!
"
The woman bowed and left.
After the woman left, the hall suddenly became cold. Somehow, Duan Chengpeng's face suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Jundu's eyes. When this subordinate was sent back, he was already a cold corpse. Although the facial expression had been processed, it could still be seen
It can be seen that he was extremely angry and unwilling before his death.
Zhao Jundu stretched out his hand, subconsciously trying to grab the gun, but came up empty. He then remembered that the gun that would not be named in the future had been sent away for recuperation and was no longer at hand. He quietly retracted his hand, but he could not suppress his heart.
Faintly anxious.
However, the Li family has made it clear that they will definitely give a satisfactory answer and will deal with Li Tianquan in accordance with the law. At the same time, the Li family also sent experts to find out that there was someone else who killed Duan Chengpeng, and Li Tianquan did not kill him. This matter can be explained.
There was reason and evidence, and Li Kuanglan delivered the medicine first, so Zhao Jundu had to endure it and wait for further results from the Li family.
Mr. Liao had exhausted all his plans, but he did not expect that the Li family, who was proficient in the art of elixirs and medicine, could see through his final plan. And the attitude of the Li family was far beyond his expectation.
In the deepest part of the Twilight Continent, in that vast area that humans have never set foot on, stands a towering peak that reaches into the clouds. On the top of the peak, which is almost as straight as a knife, there is actually a magnificent castle built. Even among the strong
The everlasting night like clouds can also be called a miracle.
Over time, the castle has been smeared with a thick black color. The edges of the building walls and the steps of the stairs all show a shiny gold color due to friction. It is obvious that this castle is actually made of metal.
Deep in the castle, at the end of the tens-meter-high hall, there is the only throne in the entire hall on a high platform. The moonlight shines on the throne through the tall colored windows on the wall, making this place the only highlight.
Sitting on the throne was an ancient-looking old man with a high crown on his head. He was as skinny as a skeleton. His eyes were closed tightly and he rested his jaw on his hands, as if he was taking a nap. But there was no one in this lonely and lonely hall.
The two closed palace doors were covered with mottled rust, and several chains as thick as animal legs locked the palace doors together tightly.
Time seems to have stagnated in this hall, as if there is no power that can make changes here.
When everything in the hall seemed to last forever, the main hall suddenly shook slightly. At first, the shaking was very slight, but later it became more intense. Dust and rust continued to fall from the dome, and the chains locking the door were also shaking and hitting each other from time to time.
There was an earth-shaking loud noise on the palace door.
On the throne, the skeleton-like ancient king also felt the shock and slowly opened his eyes. In his eye sockets, there were no eyeballs, only two pools of turbid blood. After he was awakened, he slowly lowered his head and looked through
There were many obstacles and he scanned everything in the mountain castle. After just one glance, he became furious and roared throughout the mountain: "Blood pool! Who destroyed my blood pool!"
He stretched out his hand to pull the chain next to the throne, and a harsh bell rang throughout the castle. However, when he pulled it for the third time, he suddenly heard a kacha sound, and a phalange fell to the ground. The ancient king turned his head and looked at his hand,
Only then did I realize that maybe it was due to excessive force, not only the palms, but also the arms had cracks. His skin and flesh had turned into a thin layer, sticking to the bones, and when it cracked, only a layer of gray was visible.
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The ancient king had to slow down his movements to prevent further damage to his withered body. He tried to stand up, but the bones of his legs creaked, making him afraid to make any further movements. He opened his mouth and let out a continuous stream of sounds.
It screamed sharply, calling the tribesmen to come.
After a while, the chain wrapped around the door began to twitch slowly, retracting into the wall along a complicated predetermined trajectory. This process was complicated and long, making the ancient king extremely anxious, but helpless. These measures were originally intended to
Protects him from harm during his sleep, which cannot be shortened.
The door of the palace finally opened, and dozens of vampires filed in carrying a copper coffin. When the ancient king saw the copper coffin, his tone immediately changed: "Why only this? This level of source blood is needed to fully restore me.
Seven days!”
The first marquis knelt on one knee and said in panic: "Your Highness, because the ancient blood pool was destroyed, the highest level of source blood is gone. Now there are only these spare source blood left in the castle."
"Then why are you still here? Instead of chasing that sinner!!"
"Your Highness, this matter is very strange. The other party chose the right time. At this time, I think my duty is not to hunt down the infiltrator, but to protect your safety."
The ancient king's anger subsided and he began to think, "Are you saying that the people who destroyed the ancient blood pool were not from other races?"
"Yes. When the infiltrator escaped, he was wounded by us and a little of his blood was left behind."
The ancient king immediately stretched out his withered hand and said, "Bring it here!"
The Marquis handed over a piece of black clothing stained with blood. The ancient king took it and smelled it at the end of his nose. His voice immediately became a little lower: "This is the smell of Monroe!"
In the hall, the expressions of many vampires changed. Although Monroe was suppressed by the Queen of Night, he was still a behemoth to their twelfth-ranked Caton clan. Moreover, it is now said that the Queen of Night is floating around.
After the Battle of Mainland, they will fall asleep. At that time, the suppression of Monroe will become a deterrent. The Monroe clan will become free to move again.
The Marquis said: "Maybe it was not Monroe, but another clan, but they just used a person with Monroe blood."
The voice of the ancient king was full of chill: "A infiltrator with the top bloodline of Munro who can sneak into the depths of my castle silently. What level do you think it will be, and will it be used by other clans?"
The Marquis was at a loss for answer.
The ancient king said in a deep voice: "The destruction of the ancient blood pool cannot be hidden. Since it cannot be hidden, then let's make a big fuss. Her Majesty the Queen is not asleep yet!"
The Marquis responded: "Yes, Your Highness. I will arrange a hunt immediately and will notify other ancient clans at the same time. However, is it two days later?"
"Why?!" The ancient king's tone was filled with anger again.
"Your Highness, it will take you longer to recover this time than before. In case someone catches this, they can launch a sneak attack at this time."
The ancient king was suddenly shocked, his eyes narrowed, and after a moment he said: "Use people from the clan to hunt him down first, and then notify other clans after three days."
Three days later, a piece of news shocked the core area of the Twilight Continent. The ancient blood pool of the Caton clan, one of the twelve ancient clans, was destroyed and all the ancient blood was stolen.
It didn't take long for all the ancient clans to react, expressing great anger at this act. The importance of the ancient blood pool to the Marquis and even higher-ranking superiors is self-evident. When being severely injured, this is the recovery
The best means, and when their lives are coming to an end, this is the last means to maintain their existence.
Powerful clans such as Pas and Monro will have multiple ancient blood pools in their clans. For clans like Caton, they can only maintain one ancient blood pool. It may take decades to rebuild the ancient blood pool again.
Time. During this period of time, the Caton clan will become very fragile and will no longer have much advantage compared to the powerful clans other than the ancient clan.
The ancient blood pool is so important to the Vampire Clan, so all the ancient clans expressed surprisingly unanimous opinions. Even Monroe expressed anger and sent core members to join the hunt. Of course, Monroe did not admit that this matter had anything to do with him.
In this way, a large net with the deepest dark area of the Twilight Continent as its core expanded rapidly, covering half of the continent in the blink of an eye.
On the vast plains of the Twilight Continent, a vague figure was moving rapidly. Nighteye hunched his body, hiding his traces through the undulating long grass and scattered solitary trees, and ran towards the distance.
The black tights on her body were damaged in many places, some of which were already intact skin, while some of the tears were still covered with rolled flesh and blood. Running around without sleep for several days would be too much for even the strongest Vampires.
What's more, she also experienced several battles on the way to escape? Nighteye had no spare time to repair the wounds, but even so, some small wounds healed on their own, which showed the tyranny of her bloodline.
Ye Tong's feet went weak and she almost fell to the ground. However, she felt the fiery ancient blood in her arms and suddenly gained strength again and continued running into the distance.
PS: On the first day of the new year, I have to do it again no matter what, to take a good omen.