Lanhuadis 44
front.
The Eastern Region is the domain of the Lan Huadis clan, so naturally the border is vast, but correspondingly, the many evil spirits that remained in the sky crack twelve years ago were also dealt with by the Lan Huadis clan, so the resources and efforts were naturally enormous.
The so-called front line does not just refer to a fixed location, but the place where evil spirits wreak the most serious damage is called the front line.
Therefore, Wendulin's position in guarding the border is not fixed.
Six years ago, there were still many remnants of evil spirits, but after six years of cleaning up, only a few stragglers are left, and there is no large-scale gathering of evil spirits, so Wen Duolin needs to go to the battlefield personally to resolve it.
The royal guards around her said one after another, "Your Highness can leave at any time."
No matter how busy the front line is, it is not as peaceful as the royal court.
After fighting for so many years, of course I need to go back and rest for a few years.
Wendoline did not nod, but spread out a long scroll map.
Drawn above are maps of various routes west of the Wansen Forest. Most of them are just a few strokes, simply outlining the terrain.
The fewer there are, the more it proves that no one dares to explore, and it also proves that it is dangerous, not to mention the great rift valley that lies between the east and west regions, which is even more dangerous.
But even such a simple topographic map is the result of Wen Duolin's continuous research by sending tribesmen over the years.
This is the road to the Western Sea.
Over the years, Wendulin not only stayed on the front line to guard, but also kept thinking about her younger brother at home who had greatly improved his health after consuming the blood of God.
She wanted to go to the dangerous westernmost sea and ask the mermaids for the precious blood of the gods on behalf of her brother.
The chief of the personal guards said, "Your Highness, we have explored this route countless times. It is extremely dangerous. Beyond Lan Huadis, apart from your physical advantage, without the use of the Blood Burning Technique, your strength is only at the Yang Realm. And the mermaids..."
Wendoline understood what she meant.
If she went to the mermaids to beg for blood, she couldn't act too tough on their territory, and she couldn't use the slightly brutal blood-burning technique unless it was absolutely necessary.
But if she didn't use the Blood Burning Technique, she would be constrained by her bloodline and would only be at the Yang Realm at best. The mermaids were no shortage of Void Realm experts, so if she went there, she probably wouldn't be taken seriously.
As for forcible attack and robbery?
Stop it.
Not to mention the huge distance between the East and West regions, the Western Sea is the main battlefield of the mermaids. If a group of them who can fly get there, they will probably die.
In short, asking for the blood of God is extremely difficult.
Wen Duolin said calmly, "If one trip doesn't work, we can go again. After all, there are many sisters and brothers at home. If we go with gifts, they will eventually be annoyed."
This is a long-term plan.
Seeing this, the chief guard stopped trying to persuade him.
"When are you leaving?"
Wendoline: "The day after tomorrow."
For the first trip, I will go and explore the route myself.
However, her plan had to be shelved. A guard came in from outside the tent, saluted Wen Duolin, and respectfully handed over a letter: "Urgent letter from His Highness's family."
Wendoline opened the letter and read.
The story begins with rumors swirling in the civilian community, with frequent incidents. Then there's the turmoil in the royal court, the mysterious red crystal, the near-capturing of Little Five and Old Four, and the still-unexplained disappearance of several other members of the royal family who were captured.
Wendoline frowned as she watched.
She had vaguely heard about the riots in the civilian areas, but since Lanhuadis had been without a king for a long time, this was normal. But she had no idea that things had escalated to this point.
The news on the front line is still a bit blocked...
Red Crystal, the royal family is missing.
Just a few words revealed a sense of conspiracy and impending storm.
Wen Duolin looked at the last sentence, her eyes fixed for a moment. The last sentence read:
It was a good thing that Xiaoqi was practicing spreading his wings, but he suddenly fell into a coma yesterday. When I asked his teacher at home, he said that Xiaoqi had been hiding his symptoms such as nosebleeds for half a month.
Please ask the eldest sister to come back and sort out all the affairs in the royal court.
Wendoline closed the letter coldly.
"Select six of the royal guards to follow me and leave. The rest will stay here."
The letter was sent by express delivery, and the delay was no more than two days. She traveled light and arrived home in one day.
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"Xiao Qi was just trying to spread his wings, why would his chance of survival be lost?" Carlos was puzzled.
They were all in Ning Ren's bedroom.
The young man on the bed was unconscious, his skin looking pale as snow against the dark sheets.
Grandma Laura: "Don't worry, Second Prince."
"Normal people like us sometimes lose vitality when we're extremely tired or mentally depleted, but with proper care, it can be replenished. Your Highness has been frail since childhood, and the careful care we've received over the past few years is like a beautiful, empty shell, but the inside is still hollow."
Grandma Laura explained, "If the empty shell collapses, the young prince's life will be in danger. He can't withstand such a drain."
Jia Mimi was extremely nervous after hearing this. "Fortunately, it was discovered early. Xiao Qi's frailty has its advantages. The slightest discomfort will give obvious negative feedback."
Dorothea: "Is there a solution?"
Grandma Laura pondered, "Actually, it would be fine if you just rested. However, it seems that this incident has left a hole in your 'empty shell', and your vitality is inexplicably slipping away. So it must be repaired and locked up."
She was also confused.
It seemed as if something was trying to steal the vitality from the small hall, but upon closer inspection, nothing evil or strange was found.
And the lost vitality is as thin as silk, but the overall situation remains as solid as a rock.
Grandma Laura took out a piece of paper with a curse mark on it and handed it to Carlos.
"Yin Yang Lock."
They did not avoid Bai Ya when they talked, and Bai Ya could see the pattern of the curse clearly, so his subconscious murmurs could be heard clearly by Carlos and others.
Grandma Laura: "This is a prescription I got earlier. I gave it to the Queen to look at. She said it can lock the body's meridians and lock the vitality. It can't save the dying soul, but it can alleviate the current condition of the young prince. Mr. Bai Ya, do you know it?"
Bai Ya smiled and said, "The Yin-Yang Lock is one of the lost curses in my Northern Territory. I didn't expect it to still exist in the Eastern Territory. The conditions for creating this lock are very harsh. It requires two flames, the ultimate Yin and the ultimate Yang. These two flames must be related to the bearer."
Grandma Laura: "Sir, you are right. The fire ignited by the heart blood of the young prince's closest relatives is the ultimate yang, and the Yin fire of the fallen king's tomb is the ultimate yin. Both flames are related to the young prince, so this method is feasible."
Now that we have a solution, there is no time to lose.
Gamimi: "I will go to the king's tomb to get the Yin Fire."
Carlos: "The Yin Fire will disappear after leaving the King's Tomb. We can only take Xiao Qi with us to get the fire and complete the curse on the spot."
"What are you waiting for? Let's go together."
Xierting had long since stopped wanting to listen to their nagging.
Bai Ya stopped them, his eyes fixed. "I need to make one thing clear. If the Yin-Yang Lock is used, it will lock away his vitality and his meridians. If you don't know how to unlock it, then he won't be able to try to spread his wings again until the Yin-Yang Lock disappears naturally. This process will take at least several years."
"He's just unconscious from overwork. The loss of some vitality in his body isn't a big deal. Even if we need to replenish it, we should wait until he wakes up and discuss it carefully."
He was an outsider and shouldn't have said these things.
But he saw how persistent and stubborn Errigalan was these days.
He couldn't ignore the thought of the kid's expression when he woke up and found that his meridians were locked and he couldn't spread his wings.
Carlos was not ungrateful. He wrapped the boy on the bed tightly in a blanket, picked him up and walked out. His voice was light and polite.
"How do you know when Xiao Qi will wake up? How can you guarantee that his body will be able to withstand it when he wakes up? The curse is not forever unbreakable. We will find a way once he recovers. If anything goes wrong with him during the delay... we can't bear the consequences."
"Xiao Qi didn't have the love of his parents. We raised him. You don't know how much hardship it took, and you naturally don't understand our anxiety right now."
If possible, they would rather give half of their life span to their beloved younger brother since childhood.
Carlos held Ning Ren and took Dorothea and the other two to the Tomb of the Fallen King.
Niemansen stepped forward and said softly, "Mr. Bai Ya, please don't be offended. The masters of this family have always attached great importance to the affairs of the young prince."
The white crow remained silent for a moment, then smiled freely.
"fine."
He was originally just worried about the little guy's mood.
But from this perspective, it is actually a good thing. At least it can avoid the fatal disaster shown in the hexagram.
It turns out that everything is destined.
I worried for nothing.
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Tomb of the Fallen King.
The moonlight pours down.
Night is the time when Lan Huadis is active, but the king's tomb is quiet with only the sound of the wind.
Solemn tombs can be seen everywhere here, and buried underground are crystal coffins containing the corpses of royal family members. Over time, the energy in the corpses will dissipate and catalyze the Yin Fire.
The closer to the center, the higher the level of the royal pattern.
In the center is the emperor's tomb.
The coffins for Felix and his wife Hillary were empty, because their bodies had long since turned into starlight and scattered in the cracks in the sky.
The trees are dark and the tombs are towering.
The dark blue Yin Fire leaped, emitting an extremely cold feeling, like a wandering soul.
Carlos protected Ning Ren with his mental power, but traces of coldness still seeped in from time to time.
“Collect as soon as possible.”
Xierting and the other two nodded, and used their mental power to capture the Yin Fire.
Ning Ren felt cold and opened his eyes with difficulty, "...Second brother."
Carlos was stunned: "Awake?"
Ning Ren paused for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with me?" He had no strength in his body and his voice was very soft.
Carlos did not hide anything from him and explained the matter of the Yin-Yang Lock clearly.
Ning Ren became anxious: "Second brother, I don't want to."
Carlos: "You are still young. If you want to spread your wings, you must take good care of your body. This time, no matter what, you must listen to your second brother."
Ning Ren became even more anxious.
I really can't listen to my second brother this time.
He didn't know when the last three hours to remove the wings at the fork in the road of fate would be. Maybe it would be the next moment, or maybe tomorrow, but before that, he didn't want to give up.
But it was too late, Carlos reinforced his mental barrier.
Ning Ren could only hear his second brother say, "Xiao Qi, don't blame me. Nothing can compare to your life."
Ning Ren felt a pang of pain in his nose.
He reached out and touched the barrier, thinking.
Second brother, he tried so hard to fly, actually he just wanted to live well, not to suffer the pain of broken wings, but also to use the mall to do everything possible to survive after spreading his wings.
I really, really want to live.
Just as Ning Ren was about to think of another solution, Xierting grabbed the first Yin Fire.
But before he could be happy, the Yin Fire suddenly disappeared.
"What's going on?"
Dorothea on the side exclaimed in surprise: "This Yin Fire is an illusion!"
Jamimi cried out, and in disbelief, he tried to grab it with his hands, but the Yin Fire that was moving around was just an appearance, with only a chilling feeling but no substance.
"Brother! It's all fake!!"
Dorothea had sharp eyes. She searched nearby and found a kind of cold stone. Her expression turned cold: "This stone can create an illusion similar to Yin Fire."
She found most of the stones and destroyed them one by one.
The Yin Fires drifting from the Fallen King's Tomb died silently one by one. But the biting chill persisted, becoming even more pronounced as the light dimmed.
Jia Mimi was a little frightened: "Second brother..."
Even if someone collects all the Yin Fire, new ones will slowly be produced. They are all royal family members, so if they need it, they can just take it openly. Why bother with some fake cover-up?
Unless there's a secret here.
What could be so coveted in the tomb of the fallen king?
Carlos vaguely felt that he had uncovered a huge secret today, and this guess, combined with what had happened in the past few days, made his heart sink.
He slowly took half a step forward and stepped forward!
Weng——
The mental power spread out in all directions.
Nearly a thousand graves were neatly turned over, revealing the crystal coffins buried underneath.
Empty!
The bodies inside were nowhere to be found!
This is less than one-tenth of the size of the Tomb of the Fallen King.
An unknown bird fluttered into the dark woods, and its cooing sound brought a hint of foreboding.
More than a thousand empty coffins were open to the sky, and the cold air was bone-chilling.
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The Doyle family.
Antonhal opened his eyes as if he sensed something.
"It was exposed, but they discovered it too late. Thank you for your hard work. You endured the erosion of the Yin Fire over the past few years and retrieved so many corpses from the royal tombs for me."
It’s a pity that Felix’s name is not there, otherwise he would have chosen him first.
Jiton showed no sign of panic and said with a smile, "Father, the civilian area has been arranged. At twelve o'clock tonight, Lanhuadis will usher in the largest riot."
"And Wendoline is almost here."
After hearing the news, Antonhal slowly stood up and stretched.
Antonhal's muscles were very strong, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were in disarray, but he looked very energetic. He reached out and opened the crystal coffin beside him, and the young man lying inside opened his eyes.
He looked at Antonhal calmly.
Antonhal smiled and said, "Well, I'm going to succeed after all. Xiercheng, weren't you very stubborn in the beginning? It was so interesting back then, but now it's so boring."
"Ah... you don't know, over the years, your second brother and your fourth brother have almost become mortal enemies, hahahaha, don't you know that you are not dead. If Felix knew that his son was tortured at my hands, I wonder if he would come to attack me? Oh, sorry, he is dead too."
Xiercheng was pinned to the ground by eight long spikes. His lips moved, and he uttered a hoarse voice: "...Madman, kill me."
Antonhal suddenly stopped laughing and said gently, "No. If I really kill you, what will happen if your brothers and sisters escape? I left you here specifically as bait."
He put the patella in his hand back to Xiercheng's calf, and the young man's body reacted violently by shrinking.
Antonhal: "Don't be afraid, I'm just returning the bones to you. Your bones are very useful. In recent years, no Nine Patterns have been born in the clan, thanks to you."
He kidnapped Xiercheng on the Tianfeng battlefield and created the illusion that he was dead.
That night, I went back and peeled off Xiercheng's patella.
Who told him that his father was Felix? Only the bones of his direct relatives could be used with forbidden techniques to trace the roots, simulate the pressure of the nine royal patterns, and prevent the birth of a new king.
He closed the coffin and carried it out.
He leaped out in one step and appeared above the Doyle family castle.
Antonhal stood barefoot in the air, looking at this country, suddenly laughed out loud, and spread his wings.
The king pattern, which was only a hair away from becoming nine complete ones, instantly released an unrivaled king-like pressure.
Most of the Lanhuadis clan members had a feeling. Was a new king born? Some were surprised, some were happy, and they prostrated themselves in the direction of the royal court.
Antonhal only stopped for a moment before flying towards the civilian area!
This was the altar that Gidon had prepared early on. A circular platform nine meters high and three meters in radius stood in the center. This was the altar for praying for the birth of a new king.
Often blood is seen.
But the sacrificial ceremony had not officially begun yet, so there was no bloody smell on the stage.
Tens of thousands of civilians were surrounding them. They sensed the king's might and burst into tears, "The sacrifice was effective! The king has truly arrived!"
"The new king has arrived! It's Wang Wei! This is Wang Wei!"
Only an old man, unable to lift his head, huddled in a corner. His murky words were incomprehensible to others as he muttered, "Why is this king's might so much weaker than the previous one..."
The sound was drowned out by the chaotic and frenzied wails and was no longer audible.
"We haven't even killed any yet, and the new king has already arrived! He must be extremely merciful!"
"I wonder from which family the new king hatched? We must pay our respects to him with all the proper ceremony of becoming king!"
They were still happy as a black shadow slowly fell on the altar.
Anton Hal slammed the coffin down with a thud, and Wang Wei crushed it directly, silently proving his identity!
Someone in the tribe screamed, "Jiu Wen, it's, it's the king——!"
"Why isn't the king a cub?"
"Isn't this the residence of the Doyle family..."
"Why nine patterns?"
Antonhal said in a deep voice, "The previous king, Felix, sealed the Sky Crack incorrectly. His actions brought upon our bloodline the curse, resulting in no king being born for twelve years."
With just a few words and a casual remark, Felix's supreme achievement of sealing the sky crack turned into a sin.
His voice was filled with majesty, and strands of his mental power emanated from it, naturally carrying a strong sense of temptation and control.
"I was originally a seven-lined person, but my clan suffered greatly from violence and chaos due to the lack of a king. In the tower, my ancestors gave me a dream that enlightened me, allowing me to break through from seven lines to nine lines and put an end to the chaos in my clan!"
After a moment of silence, there was a burst of thunderous cheers.
This is why Lan Huadis of the Eastern Region was able to unify the Eastern Region. Under the oppression of bloodline hierarchy, the king's order is the highest command.
Even if white is said to be black, the common people will obey without resistance and become an extremely sharp knife in the hands of the king.
A frantic gaze fell on Antonhal.
The nine nearly perfect royal patterns on the wings behind him are the best evidence.
"The rumors are true!"
"There really is a king who saved us from this dire situation!!"
Antonhal changed the subject and said with regret and apology, "Unfortunately, the shackles of my bloodline are still there. The ancestors said that I need to kill the descendants of the Sinful Emperor before they will have mercy on my clan and allow me to fully become a Nine-Marked."
"This matter requires everyone's help."
He slowly raised his hand, looked towards Wang Ting, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Kill the son of the Sinful Emperor!!"
"Kill the son of the Sin Emperor!"
"Kill the son of the Sin Emperor!!"
In Antonhal's opinion, the Nine Patterns were already in his pocket. He only needed to wait for Wendolyn to arrive. Once he absorbed her flesh and blood, he would be able to accumulate enough energy to become king in one fell swoop!
He did not think that this was an ostentatious move. With his current bloodline level, he could kill Wen Duolin even if she came!
Amidst the uproar, Antonhal raised his voice again:
"By the king's order, all members of the royal court and royal family are here to pay their respects!"
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