Chapter 1863 Holy Night Emperor (Normal)

Book:The Super Warrior Published:2024-5-31

A figure arrived in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived on the Holy Night Army’s side.
He has a head of white hair, his face is already old, eyes open and close as if within the Dao Dao God Mang like, itself has a majestic majestic aura, that the emperor’s power is enough to oppress people can not help but bow to the worship.
After Lord Wrath saw this old man his face was first stunned, then he said in a respectful tone, “Greetings to the patriarch.”
Patriarch!
The only one who could be called a patriarch by Lord Wrath would be the Holy Night Emperor.
This old man was none other than Holy Night Emperor, and not only was he the one who had rushed over, but there was another person who had accompanied him as well.
This person was dressed in a green shirt, his hair was grey, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked extremely old already, but his body was surging with an aura of supreme strength and saintliness, and a pair of old eyes flashed with a wise light.
This turned out to be The Holy Clan of the Apocalypse’s Old Man of the Apocalypse.
Holy Night Emperor and Old Man of the Apocalypse have joined forces, which begs the question of whether Holy Night people have aligned themselves with The Holy Clan of the Apocalypse.
“Old Man Saint Night, I mentioned you just now Old Dragon King, and I didn’t expect you to come in the blink of an eye.”
Old Dragon King opened his mouth and laughed out loud.
Holy Night Emperor’s eyes looked towards Old Dragon King, his face was ancient as he said, “Old Dragon King, why do you have the leisure to run to this place?”
“What do you care where I’m going? Maybe I’ll run to your clan’s holy land to have fun that day, you can’t control that either.” Old Dragon King said.
“Hehe, truly, I naturally welcome you.” Holy Night Emperor opened his mouth, then he turned his gaze, looking extremely indifferent as he looked towards Night King, looking at Night King’s face, he said in a cold tone, “You’re very good, surprisingly you’ve grown to this point.”
Night King was silent, in fact, if from the bloodline kinship, he had to call Holy Night Emperor as his uncle, but from the time he was born and recognised as a Blasphemous Bloodchild, and with the death of his birth mother who was forced into the cold palace in despair, this kind of kinship had long ceased to exist.
The only thing left is blood feud!
Night King secretly adjusted his essence to its peak state, and his own The power of the origin filled his whole body, with the arrival of Holy Night Emperor, he was ready to fight to the death.
Holy Night Emperor will not allow him to live in this world, perhaps the so-called Blasphemous Bloodchild is just an excuse, in order to secure the Holy Night Emperor’s lineage’s dominance among Holy Night people is the real key.
Because, Night King’s Holy Night Bloodline is too pure, directly able to tickle Holy Night Origin, such as from the bloodline level, Night King should serve as the patriarch of Holy Night people.
Whether it was the purity of his bloodline or his own strength, he was qualified enough.
However, Holy Night Emperor will certainly not let the power of his lineage fall by the wayside, and the patriarch of Holy Night people can only have a descendant of his lineage to serve as the patriarch, let’s say Saint Leo, who Holy Night Emperor is making every effort to cultivate.
Holy Night Emperor was placing his hopes on Saint Leo, Saint Leo’s Holy Night Bloodline was also extremely pure, and under the constant opening, he might be able to tickle Holy Night Origin at the back as well.
This is the reason why Saint Leo is trapped in City of Darkness, Holy Night Emperor immediately sends Lord Wrath and Holy Elder to lead the army, he needs to make sure Saint Leo is safe enough.
“Matriarch, Holy Elder he–”
Lord Wrath opened his mouth, his tone was somewhat sad and angry, and somewhat guilty, he took a deep breath and continued, “Heaven’s Wrath did not do a good job, not only did he fail to save Son of Saint, but he even dragged Holy Elder to death in the battle, and many Holy Night warriors were killed or injured, this responsibility is mine. I am willing to accept the clan leader’s punishment.”
Holy Night Emperor’s eyes looked towards Holy Elder whose body was already cold, he sighed softly and said, “Holy Elder was a highly respected senior of our clan, his sacrifice lifts up the clan to share the same sorrow. Now is not the time to receive the punishment, Holy Elder cannot die in vain, blood debts need to be paid in blood!”
What Holy Night Emperor means by this is already self-evident: to avenge Holy Elder, annihilate the Eternal Night Shrine, and kill the Night King!
“At the command of the Neverwinter Nights Army, fight to the death!”
Night King spoke violently, his tone resolute and warlike.
At this time, Devil Lord also came over, he was covered in blood, his own breath was already extremely weak, but he was still flashing a blazing battle spirit, he was like the god of war that couldn’t be beaten, even if he was heavily injured, he didn’t shy away from battle.
Holy Night Emperor stared closely at Night King with an icy coldness in his eyes, for the sake of the stability of Holy Night people, in the end, it was necessary for him to personally strike to kill Night King.
As long as he’s out against the Night King, Lord Wrath leading the Holy Night Army to kill THE Eternal Night Legion is really unstoppable.
In addition, there is also Old Man of the Apocalypse that he invited over to sit in, so it can be said that Night King’s side has no chance of winning at all, and this is definitely a dead end.
Only, Holy Night Emperor also noticed that there were some off-field factors in the field that could not be ignored.
Let’s say Dragons’ Old Dragon King, Parks, and Dragons Warriors.
On top of that, when Holy Night Emperor arrived, he also noticed the powerful men of Paradise of the Gods and Temple of the God of War, what are the intentions of these men?
Relatively speaking, Holy Night Emperor was still most afraid of Dragons’ side, and he needed to feel out Old Dragon King’s attitude.
So, just as Holy Night Emperor was about to open his mouth to question Old Dragon King, all of a sudden–
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Not far away, a booming vibrating sound rang out from Hera, which sounded like footsteps.
With every step, the entire ground seemed to vibrate with it, and that mighty force was certainly transmitted to Imperial City of Darkness’ side, and a reckless and powerful pressure was also being presented, with rolling qi and blood rising up to the sky, covering the sky, as if an ancient beast had awakened and was walking on foot.
In the blink of an eye, a height of more than two metres like a small mountain towering old man also appeared out, he was wearing an ancient style of animal skin clothing, bare arms, covered with large chunks of muscle like copper casting, exudes a copper-coloured luster.
He has a head of grey long hair, his face is like a knife and axe carving, his eyes are big copper bells, containing sharp edges, his body’s qi and blood is majestic, like mountains and rivers, like a heavy mountain, own a strong and incomparable emperor’s power is permeating.
He was alone, but just like the prehistoric revival of the beast, walking step by step, there was a heaven swallowing and sun devouring monstrous might in the diffusion.
“It is said that this place is very lively tonight, so this emperor has come to join in the fun.”
This tall and burly old man just took a step forward and opened his mouth.
“Titan Emperor Old Man?”
The pupils in Holy Night Emperor’s eyes contracted steeply and coldly, flaring up with a sharp chill.
The old man who appeared was none other than the Titan Emperor Old Man, an Emperor of the Absolute powerhouse among the Titan people!
“Hmph!”
Titan Emperor Old Man grunted coldly, he glanced at Holy Night Emperor and didn’t say anything, he just wrapped his arms around his chest and looked like he was going to watch the show.
With the appearance of Titan Emperor Old Man, the situation in the arena immediately became more and more complicated.
The Holy Night Emperor’s eyes changed several times, and he was calculating whether or not to order a strike to surround and kill the Eternal Night Legion.