The Nighthawk leader had seen the Sword Saint Degni before, and he knew clearly how powerful the Sword Saint was, both inside and out.
Moreover, he had met the Sword Master several times before and had received instruction from him twice, which was why he was stronger than most Nighthawks.
If there hadn't been two enlightened ones chasing him when he was escaping, the scouts of the Red Leaf Army of Nolan City would most likely have failed to catch him.
The Nighthawk leader, who had long regarded the Sword Saint as his idol and spiritual mentor, told Heno and Blantai about the Sword Saint Degoni in a way that he thought was not exaggerated.
All he could do was to try to explain what could be explained, including what the Qinggele Empire was doing.
The temperature in the room seemed to be dropping.
As the Nighthawk leader spoke, several people, including himself, felt a chill running down their spines; even an enlightened person like Heno could not avoid it.
It was as if in the deep darkness outside the sky, a huge evil hand had opened and was covering this fragile world.
**The fallen call for disaster, leading the evil forces to discover this world...
Disasters began to descend, from living beings to the power of the world, disintegrating the power of this world...
Exterminate all living things, destroy the power of the world, devour the laws of the world, and extinguish the light of life...
Finally, in this already filthy doomsday land, a new evil was born...
Woo woo woo…
There seemed to be a strange and illusory vibration in the space, making the whole room a little hazy, like a mild 3D vertigo.
This change was also keenly felt by several people.
"Hoo...Hoo...I, I want to drink some water..."
The scout finished speaking in one breath. His lips had already turned purple, as if he was shivering from the cold.
This fear is not only a psychological suggestion left by Qin Xiaoxia, but also an instinctive fear suggestion of this world, which can be regarded as a real spiritual feedback.
Heno controlled his body and took a few deep breaths imperceptibly to dispel the incredible feeling of fear.
He handed a wooden cup on the table to the Nighthawk leader and stared at this outstanding enemy scout with a frown.
According to his description, the Enlightened Ones in the hands of the so-called Sword Saint Degonis were not much stronger than ordinary soldiers? How could there be such a strong Enlightened One in the world?
There is a problem with the Qinggele Empire's national sacrifice. This is something that many nobles and officials know tacitly, but has the problem really reached the point where it will destroy the world?
Although the timing of the yellow-gray demon's appearance was coincidental, could it really be caused by the national sacrifice of the Qinggele Empire?
But what just happened made it difficult for Heno and Blantai to simply attribute Nighthawk's words to nonsense.
“Gurgle~Gurgle~Gurgle…” “Hu…”
The Nighthawk leader drank a large glass of water in one gulp without taking a breath, and then he regained his composure. He did not expect that he would be so depressed just by talking about the matter with a little personal exaggeration. This shows how much pressure those big shots and the Sword Saint are under.
Seeing that Nighthawk had calmed down, Heno made further confirmation.
"Sword Saint Degoni? Are you sure this person is really Sword Saint Degoni?"
Blanty inherited his love of reading from his mother, and it was obvious that he had read stories about the Sword Master or the Five Heroes.
"Father, he is probably lying. I have a volume of 'The Deeds of the Five Heroes', which is an ancient book with a history of at least three hundred years. Although the stories of the five heroes are exaggerated, they may have a real blueprint. But it is impossible for a person to live for at least three hundred years!"
The flames of oil lamps flickered at night.
Heno nodded to Blantai, then looked at the nighthawk leader with his son.
"Blanty is right. How can one person ..."
"Excuse me, Your Excellency!"
Before Heno could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Nighthawk leader. There was no panic or anxiety on his face. Instead, he looked calm with an imperceptible sense of superiority of a sober person.
"Excuse me, have you really witnessed the restoration of the youth of Emperor Vogfu of the Qinggeli Empire?"
This question stunned Heno and Blantai.
Indeed, there is an example of someone who lives longer right before our eyes. Judging from the Emperor's current condition, he will not die in the short term.
Nighthawk recalled the scene in his memory, smiled, and continued to tell the story in a certain tone.
"The Enlightened One is just a beginning. Why is this realm called the 'Enlightened One' and not the Peak One? Your Excellency, have you ever thought about this question?"
Although the Nighthawk leader had nothing to do with the Enlightened Ones, at this moment he felt like he was giving orders to a powerful Enlightened One. He felt so comfortable, but he still had to keep a straight face.
"Perhaps you have thought about it, but you have never studied it deeply, and there is no way to study it deeply... The reason why it is called the Enlightened is because it is just the beginning! And it was the predecessors like the Sword Saint who gave this realm its name!"
Then Nighthawk looked at Brantey without panic.
"Young noble, you are mistaken. The Sword Saint did not live for three hundred years. He was active in the ancient times of the Kingdom of Jinshit, more than a thousand years ago in the country that was once called the Kingdom of Black Gold!"
Brant opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, the Nighthawk leader pointed at the crystal accessory in Brant's hand.
"You may not believe me, but I can prove to you that I can't escape from here."
Nighthawk's gesture clearly indicated that he wanted to borrow the crystal.
"Haha, that's interesting! Blantai, lend it to him. I believe he knows the price of playing tricks on us."
In fact, at this point, there is basically a sense that the initiative has changed.
Blantai handed the crystal in his hand to Nighthawk. Although Nighthawk appeared calm on the surface, he was not at peace in his heart. After all, he had never tried that method before, so it was not surprising that it failed. However, the nobles in front of him would think that he was teasing them.
Saving one's life is a small matter, but failing to return the crystal or even transmit the information is a serious matter.
The "buzzing..." sound of the insects outside was still disturbing and confusing. The crystal in his hand emitted a faint light and brought a warm feeling to the spirit, which soothed the uneasiness in the heart of the Nighthawk leader.
He got angry and scratched a relatively sharp edge of the crystal accessory with his right index finger.
"Squeak..." A small cut was made on the index finger and blood oozed out immediately.
The faint white light of the crystal accessories did not show the blood light it should have under the cover of this ray of blood. Instead, it looked like a red light of burning flame.
'Give me a chance to succeed!'
“The dawn is coming!!!”
As Nighthawk raised his voice significantly.
"Gudong~"
The powerful rhythm shook the entire room, and the remaining water in the cups in the room caused ripples.
"Gudong~~"
Brush~
The blood on the crystal shattered into powder, as if merging with the white light, and turned into "flame" in Nighthawk's hands, accompanied by an intense burning sensation.
'fire! '
Nighthawk couldn't help but tremble, and instinctively let go and retracted his arm.
'Oops! Crystal!'
However, the expected scene of the crystal falling to the ground did not appear. The ball of fire covering the crystal accessories just floated in the air.
Woo… Woo…
As the flames grew and receded, the light became increasingly intense, producing a scorching heat like that of a scorching sea.
With horror in their hearts, Heno, Blantai, and the leader of the Nighthawks covered their eyes with their hands and kept backing away, gradually sticking to the wall.
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