Monarch of Evernight

Though dozens of kilometres apart, this light is also reflected in the eyes of the night eye. She hesitated for a moment and turned to the direction of the light.

After a dozen minutes, the night vision appeared outside the lighthouse town.

The gates of the town have not been repaired, of course, even if they were repaired, the five-metre high city wall in the district would be false in front of her. Night's eyes jumped softly and stood silently on the 10m tall city building.

The bald sheriff was sitting a few meters away, napping with his own bottle and shotgun. He drinks a lot, obviously, and has no idea about his night vision. But even if he didn't get a drop of wine, and he was cautious, it was impossible to find the night vision.

Night vision swept through the town, eyes gleaming. In her view, all the blood in the town was showing. The blood of these people is a complement to her and can accelerate the recovery of her injuries. However, she was greatly disappointed by the lack of high quality blood in the town.

However, the night eyes relaxed and frowned. High-quality blood means a strong expert, and now she can't beat those who are really strong.

Night vision suddenly saw the bar for a thousand nights. The sign still has only one sand with a slight glow, lighter than in the previous days, but the darkness is unobstructed for the night eyes.

“Mansi Savannah? In such a desolate neighborhood, does anyone even know about Mansi Savannah?” Night eyes are a little surprised.

She jumped up and passed dozens of meters lightly in the air like a swallow before she began to fall. After another landing, she was already standing in front of the bar.

The door was hidden, and the blood of darkness broke out when the night returned. He was anxious to find medicine and forgot to lock the door.

Night Eyes is also curious about this bar. She gently pushed the door open and walked into the lobby, looking at the surroundings. There was no secret in front of her deeply blind eyes. She even saw, just below the floor tile in the middle of the hall, a square hole with a long suitcase hidden inside.

She doesn't have much interest in what's in the box, and there's no such thing as a rare treasure in this goddamn wasteland. Instead, she has a lot of interest in the owner of the bar, and not everyone knows Manche Sauvignon and knows what the word means. It's a little too hard to spell out these four words in random pieces without writing the wrong strokes.

Night vision walks into the bar. But she had just taken a few steps and suddenly it was dark in front of her and she suddenly felt irresistible dizziness!

“What a shackle of blood! Oops..." Night Eyes swayed before they could do anything, fell to the ground, and lost consciousness.

It is practicing in the bedroom at this time of the year. He once again withstood the test of twenty force tides and was hesitating to try to shock 21, suddenly he heard a thumping noise in the lobby outside, as if something heavy had fallen on the ground.

“Thief?” A thousand nights is a little strange.

All the thieves in town belong to Prince Zhao. Who dares to steal his things? Travellers are even more unlikely to go to residential homes rather than special places like bars and hotels. In the Continent of Everlasting Night, special places mean dangerous places.

Standing silently at night, he reached out and grabbed a knife and slowly walked out. His movements were gentle but steady, his feet completely silent, his breathing slowed down very slowly, and even his heartbeat slowed down in order to reduce the probability of being found.

When I walked into the lobby, the door, which had been fixed for a short time, opened a seam, which was no different than anything else, but there was an additional woman on the floor.

Instead of rushing to get close, a circle along the doors and windows first confirmed that no one was hiding the ambush outside before it flashed through the open door like a ghost. He did not close the door, but in the process a fine thread had been attached to the two protruding rivets behind the door, accompanied by a small grenade.

If someone rushes in again, it's bound to break the thread, and then he'll taste hundreds of tiny pieces of steel jets.

The guard and defense were arranged, and at night it circled around the woman again, then approached her foot and gently touched her calf.

She's not responding.

Slightly stabbed her calf again at night, her body instinctively moved, moaning in low voice, and then not responding. Thousands of nights are just a little relaxed, and her reaction is perfectly normal, indicating that she did pass out in a coma, not pretend to die.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she is a true veteran who can deceive an experienced hunter like Thousand Nights. But there are many dark races pretending to be dead at night, and the wisdom and strength of the dark races are basically proportional. Normally, people who can act to this degree don't have to play games a thousand nights, just jump on him and strangle him.

The Red Scorpion is indeed one of the Aces of the Imperial Army, but it doesn't mean anything. Most Dark Races have more personal strength than Black Scorpion fighters, not to mention the young rookie who mattresses in the Red Scorpion at night. When faced with a one-on-one solution, human beings suffer greatly from their innate weaker flesh.

It was only after a thousand nights of probing that this woman began to be measured carefully.

She had a slightly shorter dark hair, which, even if curled to the ground, revealed a tall head, long legs, a strong body and no excess flesh.

Such a body does not look very strong, yet the explosive force is terrible, combined with flexibility, coordination and high speed, making it the most difficult fighter on the battlefield. The head and deputy commander of the Red Scorpion are all in this shape, and the Thousand Nights themselves favor this route.

She was wearing a dark black field uniform in the shape of an Imperial Regiment Field uniform with boots on her feet all the way up to her knees. She had very few visible weapons and did not carry any guns, except a knife between her waist and a purse.

After carefully pulling out the knife between her waists for thousands of nights, then quickly retreating a few meters to see her unresponsive, she began to look down.

This is a very common, versatile knife with serrated back, just very special material, seems to be made of some kind of bioskeleton, and the body does not use a bit of metal material. The knife is heavy and weighs 10 kilograms, which is comparable to a small battle axe.

Try the blade for a thousand nights, extremely sharp, not worse than the Red Scorpion knife. And because it's a bone blade, many safety systems can be avoided. But this knife is so heavy, it affects flexibility somewhat. It might be advantageous to let the opponent make a mistake just when the junior soldier is connected.

Plug it into the floor around you for a thousand nights, and the short knife flashes with a slight bloody light, instantly without a handle!

A thousand nights of shock! The floor of the bar lobby is full of hard turquoise and there is no grille underneath, which means it is not hollow, but connected to the foundation. If he didn't push hard enough, the knife would have no handle. Is this a force weapon?

But the next thing you know, no matter how much force you try to push, this knife is unresponsive.

At night, she removed her purse from her waist and opened it and looked. The purse contains a neat row of seven pieces of prism, clearly a weapon to throw at. Prism is also made of unknown bone, with three protruding edges slightly rotating at an angle. If thrown at high speeds, it should rotate itself to improve accuracy.

Prism uploads a slight bitter almond flavour, which makes the night a little more gentle and careful. This smell is likely to mean a few terrible poisons, and if you accidentally break your skin and see blood, you know you may not be able to support it for a few minutes. The knack does not have any antivirus and healing features.

There is also a compartment in the purse with several neatly cut blood crystals, which appear to be flowing with blood and a slight bloody smell.

I took out a piece of crystal at night, looked at it carefully for a while, didn't recognize what it was, and I didn't seem to have heard of it looking all over my memory. Just seeing the bright red color flowing in the crystal, the dark blood in the body feels silly at night.

After a thousand nights of fright, quickly put the blood crystal back where it belongs and fasten the purse. This purse doesn't look like a regular material either, and when it comes together, it isolates all the bloody smells and doesn't reveal a thing.

Kneeling by her side for a thousand nights, Ten fingers gently, touched her all over her body and confirmed that there was no hidden weapon, which relieved her and turned her over.

Seeing her face, she suddenly felt her heart tight, like she had missed a beat.

This is a perfect face that has reached the ultimate level of human imagination, and praise in any language seems to be excessive. As soon as it emerged, it occupied all the horizons and thoughts of the thousand nights, as if the heavens and the earth were left with nothing but this indescribable face.

There is no shortage of colour in the dark race, let alone blood, and there are also many stunning, mysterious and powerful demons. Among the well-known and powerful of the Dark Race, men and women alike make up a significant proportion of the appearance of the city.

Some anthropologists try to explain this phenomenon, believing that in the same world, powerful intellectual racial aesthetics always tend to converge, rooted in the force nature of the world.

Whether this theory is truly founded or not, this phenomenon creates the fact that both human beings and dark races tend to capture each other as slaves. Especially those with a beautiful appearance and strong power, can sell heavenly prices and can greatly satisfy the desire to conquer.

Thousands of nights tried to calm down, but when I looked at her again, my whole heart suddenly trembled. She did not open her eyes, but felt that she had seen her deep and endless eyes, so the whole body, mind and soul seemed to be sucked in by those dark eyes, and fell into the darkness forever!

A thousand nights of sudden shock, subconscious flashed back and hit the wall heavily on the back, which was like someone who almost drowned, gasping and then sweating cold again.

He could hardly tell if it was illusion or reality.

While she was still sleeping in a coma, she could draw the consciousness of a thousand nights, almost to the truth, so what happens when she wakes up?

Forcing myself to calm down for a thousand nights, thinking about what I just felt, I suddenly found that there seemed to be instinctive attraction. Her appearance is the perfection that a thousand nights can dream of, no, even beyond his dreams, which is why it shocks him so strongly. A moment of heartbreak. But what's more beautiful than you ever dreamed of? Is there such a thing?

Spiritual enchantment! Thousands of nights came up with another possibility.