[Chapter 47]: The army of the seven clans gathers to march on Azeroth! (fourth more)
The six-winged Marquis' blood power and spiritual power, even in normal state, are stronger than the four-winged Marquis who has opened the Holy Wing!
Fang Qingyan felt the power in his body that could destroy the world, and took a deep breath, unable to hide the shock on his face.
"After transforming into a six-wing form, the strength has climbed to a hundred times that of normal!"
Not at all humble.
The six-winged marquis who burst out with all his strength can hit 10,000 four-winged!
And it's the kind that completely crushes and kills…
No wonder for hundreds of thousands of years, the patriarchs of the seven royal clans of the blood family have all been six-winged marquis.
In the case that the Duke is not born, the Marquis of Six Wings can be said to be invincible in the world!
"Whoo~"
After a while, Fang Qingyan gradually got used to the sudden surge in strength.
The rapid progress of spiritual power means a huge improvement in super power.
The range of Fang Qingyan's "space manipulation" has reached a terrifying ten kilometers.
As long as he wants, he can knead and knead the space within ten kilometers into various shapes like plasticine.
He has been able to fold the space five times!
If nothing else, in terms of "running", even if the Duke came, he wouldn't be able to catch him… provided that he wanted to run.
When the qi and blood in the body completely subsided and hibernated, Fang Qingyan returned to the breath of a little baron.
Then he looked down at the coffin fragments scattered all over the floor.
He was suddenly silent.
"The breakthrough is quite smooth… it's a bit of a waste of coffins!"
This is the "love coffin" of Laozi's eight thousand gold coins!
Haven't brought the girl in to sleep for a while, so it's gone?
Fang Qingyan's eyes showed a look of pity.
No choice but to find another opportunity to get a new coffin.
After he cleaned up the broken coffin, he went downstairs.
…
It has been a few days since I saw Elizabeth again.
She returned to her former innocence and quirkiness, and she came to see Fang Qingyan more and more frequently, every so often.
As usual, what Fang Qingyan told her today was "Venus and Adunas".
This is an ancient Roman mythology story about the love of Venus, the god of love, and the beautiful man Adunas.
After the story is told.
Elizabeth sat on the ground with her legs bent, her big water-blue eyes were watery, her two slender and fair hands were propped on the carpet, her body was leaning forward, her mouth was shriveled and her nose was twitching on her beautiful and delicate face. One pump…it's so cute!
"You finally found your conscience and told me a tragedy that wasn't too tragic."
She pouted and rolled her eyes at Fang Qingyan with a murderous look.
Although Venus's lover, Adunas, died, the final outcome of the two was not bad. Adunas can go to the earth to meet Venus for half a year every year, but the remaining six months will be spent in heaven. .
Compared with the tragedies I heard before, this story can be called a happy ending.
"Mainly, the tragic love stories I know are almost finished."
Fang Qingyan shrugged helplessly, "You come so often, soon I won't have any more stories to tell you."
In his last life, he also liked to read books.
But he couldn't resist Elizabeth's digging like this… He was already drained.
He even told her about "The Cowherd and Weaver Girl" and "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".
"Ah! What then?"
Elizabeth's face was dull.
She always thought Fang Qingyan was an inexhaustible treasure trove of stories.
Unexpectedly, he now tells himself that "stock is out".
Fang Qingyan, who is out of stock, how can he satisfy her in the future?
"What else can I do?"
Fang Qingyan spread his hands, "I have no more stories to tell, and there is no reason for Her Royal Highness to come again in the future."
"How about that!"
Her voice suddenly increased eight degrees, and she stood up from the ground.
After the call, I realized that my reaction was a little misunderstood, so my face flushed.
"I… I mean, this princess is not the kind of person who abandons the other party after using it."
Elizabeth put her hands on her hips, her neck was flushed, but she said with plausibility, "Even if you can't tell stories, I can still chat with you. We are friends!"
In fact.
She doesn't need to listen to love stories anymore.
The story is all about the love of other men and other women.
Elizabeth is already enjoying her love…
Although it is a humble one-sided crush, she is very happy with Fang Qingyan, even if she doesn't do anything or say anything.
"Hmm~ Her Royal Highness is really a loyal person."
Fang Qingyan narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a half-smile.
He wondered when Elizabeth would have the courage to confess to herself.
I also don't intend to take the initiative to open this layer of window paper.
Take your time, don't worry.
Wait until Elizabeth is ready.
At the same time, he is also waiting for him to be ready… Being alone for too long, Fang Qingyan has not yet made up his mind to let himself have an extra bond in his life.
Anyway, the process of waiting is quite interesting…
…
Time passed again day by day, month by month.
Fang Qingyan is enjoying the peaceful life now.
Most of the time, no one is disturbed, so that he can dive down to practice.
Elizabeth would bring Joanna to him occasionally to chat and talk… He became more and more fond of this lively, innocent little princess.
From the six-winged marquis to the duke, it was an extremely long, bumpy, difficult, and long journey.
But the lifespan of a marquis is more than ten thousand years, so Fang Qingyan has time.
…
The white horse is over.
In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.
On this day, the peaceful days are finally broken!
The Nikola Kingdom had been brewing for three years, and the seven royal clan territories suddenly sounded the horns at the same time this night, opening the prelude to an unprecedented war.
The seven royal families gathered the armies of their respective clans, a total of 2.7 million armies, and marched mighty towards the east!
Twenty-four marquis, more than 300 earls, countless viscounts and barons… The whole army attacked.
Looking at this battle, the blood clan is serious this time, and they want to completely destroy Azeroth.
At the same time, there were also four ancient black coffins with the army, pulled by several huge monsters, and no one except the seven masters was allowed to approach…
This war is destined to be recorded in the annals of the blood race.
Later generations called this day: the nine-character army eastward expedition!
Nine is a pole number.
And the number "nine" is even more meaningful to the blood clan.
Because a few epochs ago, the ancestor of Lilith created nine princes in Nikara!
Although there are nine royal clans, only seven remain today.
But "Nine" is still the belief and glory of the blood race!
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