The prison of eternal night, or... the place of eternal night.
Mentioning this distant homeland, Threiton always had mixed emotions. He was one of the few people present and in the entire world who knew the Land of Eternal Night best. It was he who personally killed his father, the Night King,
And the remaining Night Clan were buried in that dark place.
"Olivia made a mistake and created the Regent. Over the long years, the Queen Regent found her way to the Land of Eternal Night, met with the Night King, and got a second chance to bestow blood."
Boluogo said and looked at Sere, "In other words, the blood purity of the current regent should be at the same level as yours. More importantly, his alchemy matrix is much younger than yours."
Sere smiled disdainfully. Even though he was reduced to this state, he still had the arrogance of being a Night Clan lord in his heart, even though his territory was no longer there.
"More importantly, the Regent has received direct support from the Night King. He should have regarded the Land of Eternal Night as his base camp. The Disobedient Court was established there, so... York is very likely to be there.
."
"In other words, is a new round of war about to begin?" Sere collapsed into a pile on the sofa as if he had no bones, with an indifferent smile on his face, "Another dawn war.
, completely destroy the Night Clan?”
"We need you, Sere," Bologg took the initiative to speak. "You imprisoned them with your own hands. You know the location of the Land of Eternal Night, and you have a way to enter it, right?"
Sere refused without hesitation, "I have retired, Boluogo, do you know what retirement means?"
He raised his hands and showed them to Boluogo, "Look, after so many years of ease, the calluses on my hands have all been worn away."
Sere sighed, "I can no longer wield the sword. Even if I have the strength, I still don't have the firm heart I once had."
Boluogo fell silent. He realized that this request was indeed a bit embarrassing for Serei.
Thinking about his ridiculous appearance, it is really difficult for Bologg to connect him now with the legendary figure who ran through the Dawn War.
"Yaoh."
Nathaniel suddenly spoke, looking directly at Sere, "When was the last time you saw your father?"
"About a hundred years ago? During the reckoning after the Dawn War, I personally escorted him to the Land of Eternal Night," Sere responded immediately, "Since then, I have never seen him again."
Nathaniel said, "So, you don't know what your father is like?"
"What else can he do? He is an immortal anyway, and it doesn't matter where he spends his time." Sere wanted to end the topic as soon as possible. He didn't want to talk about the past, not even a little bit.
Nathaniel said calmly, "Oh... I saw your father in the Hidden Land, Threi."
Sere was stunned for a moment, then sat up excitedly, "How is that possible? He was bound in the Land of Eternal Night. I personally checked the shackles!"
"Don't be nervous, I didn't see him in the material world," Nathaniel said. "In the etheric realm, during the battle in the hidden land, I was involved in the etheric realm. It was also there that I saw Crossover.
The Night King from Two Realms."
Sere's expression was stunned. From those scarlet pupils, Boluogo could smell the breath of fear. Sere was afraid. What was he afraid of? Revenge from his father, or something he deliberately hid.
?
Yes, every time Bologo thought he knew Sere well enough, he would realize belatedly that he didn't understand Sere's past at all. What happened had changed Sere's attitude and changed his relationship with him?
The blood relatives drew their swords against each other.
"I don't know whether this is good news or bad news for you, but from my encounter with the Night King, I can be sure..."
Nathaniel looked directly into Sere's eyes, his gaze unyielding.
"Your father, the Night King, has now become the scourge of this world."
Sere blinked. He suspected that he heard wrongly. Then he realized that he was the undead and the glorious one. In the alert state, he could clearly hear the breathing in the next room through the wall. How could he possibly
Did you hear something wrong?
"Obviously, while you were wasting your time in the Undead Club, a round of changes was taking place in the Land of Eternal Night. The new Night Tribe stepped onto the stage, ready to go and prepare for a new war."
Nathaniel then looked at the weak Sai Zong and asked, "Will the Undead Club still remain secluded now?"
Sai Zong was silent.
"You know, Sai Zong, avoiding can't solve any problems. If the Bureau of Order cannot win, then the war will come to you sooner or later, but if you are willing to help us, everything will be saved."
Sai Zong lowered his eyes. After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded, "In order to gain peace, are you going to launch a war to break the peace?"
In the dead silence, faint sobs sounded. Boluogo looked at this scene in disbelief. Sai Zong lowered his head, and blood and tears overflowed from his eyes, tick, tick.
"It's so ironic, everyone, that you are obviously guilty of the original sin of rage, but you only long for peace."
Sai Zong sighed quietly, "But just like all people driven by desire, the more they yearn for peace, the less they can get it. They can only run around the world in a daze and suffer."
Nathaniel asked, "What is your decision..."
"I need to think for a while, Nathaniel. Making any decision now requires great courage, doesn't it?"
Sai Zong raised his head, the tears on his face had long been evaporated by the high temperature on his body, leaving only a shallow trace.
If the Undead Club chooses to participate in the war, it will inevitably cause the Eye of Eternal Wrath to awaken. But if Sai Zong chooses to watch all this, he cannot guarantee whether the Order Bureau can win it all. Even if it wins, the war will still come, but it will not last long.
It’s just a distinction between pain and short-term pain.
"OK."
Nethaniel stood up and left the room first. Bologo hesitated for a moment, then stood up and followed Nethaniel.
Serei sat in his original position blankly, and like Sai Zong, he fell into deep thinking.
Outside the corridor, Weier and others were waiting nervously. Boluogo smiled reluctantly and waved to them.
"Don't be nervous, everyone, it's all solved."
Actually nothing is solved.
"Want something to drink?"
Bode stood behind the bar. Seeing that several people were not planning to leave, he picked up the wine glasses and started serving them.
"Just the same as usual."
Burlogo sat on the bar. After a while, Olivia came over and sat down beside Palmer before Palmer could.
Olivia asked, "What happened in there?"
"Something very complicated."
"Where's Sere?"
Boluogo joked, "He? He should be thinking about major events in life."
After gently shaking the cup, Boluogo suddenly thought of something and asked, "Olivia, you also experienced the Dawn War personally, right?"
"That's right, what's wrong?"
"Can you tell me?" Bologo asked with a pleading tone, "What exactly happened back then?"
Olivia held the wine glass with both hands and frowned slightly. It must be said that she was indeed Sere's daughter. The two of them reacted exactly the same when they were troubled.
"That was a long time ago..."
Olivia slowly said that she was not like Sere in this regard. If she wanted to pry something out of Sere's mouth, she might as well kill him directly.
"It's been so long that my memory of that time is a little blurry."
Olivia thought fondly, "According to later historical records, it should have been the early days of the Dawn War..."