dr2617-03-9,p8:56
Greenland.
March is the worst time for tropical rainforests. Affected by warm and humid air currents from the ocean, plum rains form.
It drizzled all day long and everything was wet. The air was extremely hot and uncomfortable. The roots are slippery and easy to slip on. From time to time, a few drops of annoying rain fall from the trees, falling on the sticky and wet clothes, making people feel more and more irritable.
A large tent was set up in a clearing in the rainforest.
It's night now, and the bonfires in the camp are flickering. The mercenaries gather together in twos and threes to warm themselves over the fire and dry their clothes.
The tall mecha stood in the dusk, its upper body covered with a tarpaulin to prevent rainwater from seeping into the cockpit.
Many wooden structures have been erected in the middle of the camp. They are supported by wooden piles cut into square strips, with leaves and branches as roofs. They are surrounded by tarpaulins. They are more comfortable and secure than ordinary tents.
The largest hut in the camp covers an area of thousands of square meters. The walls are made of bricks and stones, the roof is covered with animal skins, and copper candles are hung on the walls. Even in such a simple environment, it looks luxurious. noble.
At this time, the room was dark, and the sound of "crack, bang" was coming from deep within the layers of curtains.
It was like a crisp sound made when glass or some kind of crystal was crushed and shattered by huge force. It was also mixed with the sound of chewing and swallowing, as if a prehistoric beast was hiding in the darkness and eating.
Not only how long had passed, the animal skin covering the door was lifted.
The faint firelight illuminated the handsome features, and the skin was like warm white jade, as if it could reflect the firelight.
A well-tailored blue aristocratic dress outlines a tall and elegant silhouette. This is a young aristocratic man with a very handsome appearance, but at this moment he frowns slightly and looks worriedly at the darkness behind the curtain.
He did not go over, but waited quietly until the sound of breaking glass disappeared.
"Lancet?"
A light, slightly doubtful voice sounded from behind the curtain.
"It's me." The young noble nodded.
The curtain was pushed aside by a hand with sharp knuckles, revealing a handsome face and slender figure.
This is an equally enviably handsome young man, taller and with wider shoulders than the former. The chest is in a perfect triangle shape, and the white silk top is open, revealing the graceful muscle lines under the silver skull pendant.
Full of strength but not bloated, unlike those muscular men, but a neutral softness.
Compared to the man in blue, his brows are a bit more unruly and unruly, but his behavior exudes a supreme nobility. Generally speaking, it can be described in four words: "evil, charming and crazy".
He is the orthodox heir of the Malan royal family, the former fourth prince, and now the 23rd Malan. The man in blue is his best friend and most trusted minister, Lancer Mordrake.
"Are you devouring the crystal core?" Lanster asked.
Qiao An didn't answer, which was considered acquiescence.
"Do you know that doing this will cause you mental problems?" Lanster looked a little anxious, and his tone couldn't help but become a little more serious, as if he was reprimanding instead of admonishing the king as a minister, "You don't have the blood of a different species, forcefully swallow The crystal core will seriously pollute your life mark!"
The imprint of life follows the natural law of the weak and the strong. Among many species, the life mark of human beings can only be regarded as the bottom, not even as good as the life mark of living corpses.
Therefore, humans can only use processing methods to destroy the life mark higher than themselves, then absorb its fragments, fuse new gene fragments, and gradually strengthen their own life mark.
Directly absorbing the complete life imprint can obtain a more complete and powerful genetic sequence and obtain more energy supplements, but it will also be infected by the species instinct in the foreign life imprint.
Unless you have a powerful enough alien bloodline. For example, the demon princess Aaliyah has the life mark of the Balrog at the top of the food chain and can devour most species in the multiverse.
But Qiao An is a pure-blood human. Maybe the blood of the Malan royal family is stronger than ordinary people, but it still does not jump out of the human category.
Although he is now a little king-level, and the strength of his life mark is far higher than that of ordinary people, he cannot swallow the crystal core excessively, otherwise he will be affected by extreme emotions such as the tyranny and bloodthirsty of mutated creatures, and will become insane, have hallucinations, and become human. Neither man nor ghost.
"As the king, I have no choice." Qiao An clenched his fists, "The royal power has fallen by the wayside, and the witch has brought disaster to the world."
"The millennium-old legacy of our Malan royal family is about to be destroyed in one moment..."
"When the time comes, how can I have the dignity to see my father?"
Joan's voice was full of pathos.
"My king..." Lanster stepped forward and held Qiao An's hand, "I will always be by your side at any time."
"Even if it's hell, I will go with you." His sapphire eyes were filled with firmness and determination.
"Thank you……"
"My best friend."
After a while, the two of them returned to their previous calmness and indifference.
"The development of that world fragment may have to be advanced." Qiao An pressed the back of the oak chair and said, "I need more demon crystal cores, at least lord level and above."
Only demons can fight against demons.
Aaliyah possesses half of the Balrog blood, and Trilis also received part of the demon blood through the placenta.
What Qiao An just swallowed was a demon crystal core. He will obtain part of the devil's genetic sequence to enhance his power, but there is also a risk of being backlashed.
"Is it too early now?" Lanster hesitated, "Our people haven't really matured yet."
"If you want to achieve great things, sacrifice is inevitable." Qiao An raised his head and stared, as if his eyes had passed through the layers of barriers, and saw the mountains and rivers of the kingdom, "Which of the Malan royal family's past dynasties is not among the piles of corpses and white bones? Built on?"
"I understand." Lanster put one hand on his chest and bowed.
At the same time, in the Silver Claw Principality tens of thousands of kilometers away, in the palace of the Silver Eagle Territory in the royal city, a man was furious in one of the bedrooms.
"Pang!" "Crack!"
Historical antiques were smashed to pieces on the ground, ceramic shards were flying everywhere, and metal utensils were severely deformed.
Several women were hiding in the corner, their faces stained with tears and their clothes barely covering their bodies. They were hugging each other, trembling all over, their eyes were filled with fear, and they were obviously very frightened.
The man's clothes were messy and his face was ferocious, like a wounded beast.
"Qinghai, Qinghai!"
A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes came after hearing the news. When he saw the antique fragments all over the floor, he couldn't help but sigh. He felt a little angry and helpless at the same time.
This middle-aged man is Wei Haitang, the head of the Silver Claw Principality, and the crazy young man is his youngest son, Wei Qinghai, the third prince of Silver Claw.
Even when his father came, Wei Qinghai did not stop. He held a large vase with both hands and wanted to smash it. But maybe the vase was too heavy, and his hands and feet were shaking and he couldn't hold it at all.
This made him even more violent and he kicked and beat the big vase desperately.
"Wei Qinghai!" Wei Haitang finally couldn't help it and shouted loudly, "You are a dignified third prince with silver claws, but you act like a mad dog. How unworthy are you!"
Wei Qinghai stopped, as if his power had been taken out of his body, and turned his head unsteadily, looking at his father with a strange look on his face, as if he didn't recognize the person in front of him.
"Ha ha ha ha ha……"
Wei Qinghai suddenly laughed.
"I am a mighty Silver Claw Prince, hahaha, Silver Claw Prince, hahaha!"
He had a weird smile and a look of madness in his eyes.
"What prince? I think it's bullshit!"
Wei Qinghai screamed hysterically and slapped his chest hard, "It's been two years, two full years, and the person who made your son a cripple is still getting away with it!"
"He must be laughing at you, Lord Silver Claw, what a fart!"
"A fringe town of the Red Dragon Guild is stronger than the entire Silver Claw!"
"Haha, hahaha!"
It was not only Wei Qinghai's spiritual pool that was shattered, but his manly abilities were also shattered.
Ever since that incident, Wei Qinghai couldn't do anything anymore. No matter how much he tortured the woman, there was no response from him. Things that originally brought pleasure are now like chewing wax, and I can't feel even a little bit of pleasure.
He is now a cripple from head to toe, not only in terms of combat prowess, but also in his ability to carry on the family line.
All of this was caused by that despicable mouse!
But two years have passed, and the mouse is still at ease. When he thought of the other party holding the moon-seeing Canglian he dreamed of and casting contemptuous glances at him, he almost went crazy with hatred.
"you!"
Wei Haitang's eyes widened with anger, and he raised his hand to hit, but he couldn't move it down.
Seeing his youngest son's crazy appearance, Wei Haitang was heartbroken. Wei Qinghai was his son with his favorite concubine, and he had been particularly doted on him since he was a child. It's like this now, all because of that damn guy.
In the end, Wei Haitang's slap did not go down, he stomped his feet heavily and left his youngest son's bedroom.
"Dad, I want to go to Farrington!"
As soon as Wei Haitang returned to the meeting hall, his second son Wei Qinghe couldn't wait to ask him for orders to go to Farrington.
"That bitch Dongfang Xuanran and that lizard adulterer openly lived in the concubine of Farrington's City Lord's Mansion. I really can't swallow this breath!" Wei Qinghe said bitterly.
Dongfang Xuanran is the youngest daughter of Dongfang Xuanyuan, the lord of Black Feather Principality. She is the fifth princess of Black Feather. She was once married to Wei Qinghe, the second prince of Silver Claw Principality. Later, Wei Qinghe fell in love with a widow and ignored Dongfang Xuanran.
Dongfang Xuanran shed tears all day long. Dongfang Xuanyuan was furious after learning about it. He questioned Wei Haitang to no avail, launched a war with Silver Claw, and occupied the city of Farrington in the Principality of Silver Claw.
Later, Dongfang Xuanyuan joined the Northern Alliance and made good friends with the Red Dragon Principality. He proposed to marry Dongfang Xuanran to the second prince of the Red Dragon Principality, Finn Maris, and promised to give Farrington to the young couple.
Finn Maris once had a crush on Ye Yang Bailiu and asked his father Salode to go to Gray Point City to propose marriage to Ye Yang's family. However, he did not expect that Ye Yang Bailiu would rather join the Steel Sisters and swear to never marry than marry him as a prince. Concubine.
He was desperate, so he agreed to his father's request and married Dongfang Xuanran.
Because the time was too short, Dongfang Xuanran held a wedding ceremony with Finn Maris before she could go through the divorce procedures with Wei Qinghe. This made Wei Qinghe feel that he had lost all face, and Farrington was occupied, so he always held a grudge.
"Don't be impatient." Wei Haitang patted his second son on the shoulder, "Let's wait until I finish discussing with the other kings."
"I will try to convince them to attack Farrington first."
After a while, Wei Haitang came to the conference hall.
As the people around him retreated, the lights dimmed, plunging the entire room into darkness.
Then there was a flash of blue light, and the holographic projections of three middle-aged men rose on the ground. They are all people wearing great clothes, crowns, and majestic faces.
They are the heads of the three principalities of Chiyan, Hanling and Black Spear respectively.
Among them, the one who is slightly fat, has thick eyebrows, and has a beard on his face is the Marquis of Red Rock Bronze Hammer Grantham.
The man with a slender figure, dressed in black, and wearing black feathers is the former commander of the Praetorian Guards, Elvis Bartley, Marquis of Black Spear.
The man with a strong body, tall body, and stylish clothes wearing animal skins is Xiao Tiehu, Marquis of Hanling.
