Monarch of Evernight

Being able to build such a strong city in the Old Ages, the flourishing of the Empire can be seen. No wonder the people eventually stand out among the many enslaved races, defeat the Dark Descent and be born on the Continent of Everlasting Night to kill one side of the heavens and earth.

In more than a thousand years of the Empire, the heroes emerged and countless talented powerful men lit up the starry path like the Changhong scriptures, tearing apart the endless dark curtains that haunted the history of the people and opening up a new space for survival.

The 23rd Emperor of the Empire had a famous saying: If our world does not have sunshine, then make a sun for yourself! He is also by far the only strong man of his ethnic origin to have penetrated the upper continent of the Dark Race, although his final whereabouts disappeared into history with the de-orbiting meteorite of Valley.

Even today, the empire has crossed four continents, gradually becoming surplus and insufficient, but talented.

Above the temple hall, Empire Double Pi Lin Xitang and Zhang Boqian, one inside and one outside, one literal and one martial arts, the town guards the big picture. Among the army, the eight marshals each guarded the Quartet. The four heavenly kings who are the top strength of the nation are even more powerful than the world. They exist like the pins of the Dinghai divine needle. They confront the great kings of the Dark Race. Every name is a legend to look up to!

It's the second half of the night, and the doors of this ancient castle are still full of pedestrians. The slightly cooler wind blows, breathing less corrupt than in the wilderness, but with vibrant and exuberant blood.

There is something jumping in the chest at night, not a restless thirst for flesh, but a long-overdue boiling of hot blood.

It is the legendary Gate of Eternity that occupies all the horizons in front of us!

The gates of this city will never be closed unless it comes at a great battle against the Dark Race. Whoever it is, just get a silver dollar entry tax and you can come into town at will. Even if the city guard knew the guy was a dark race under the guise of paying taxes, he'd let you in. As for shouting, shouting and killing, wait until you get into town.

This hegemonic tradition comes from the 700-year-old city of Dark Blood, then owner of the city, Peng Huaiyuan.

The Imperial Brigadier was born recklessly, has lived a lifetime of war, large and small. At that time, the Dark Blood City was attacked by demonic and werewolf coalition forces. The city generals insisted on keeping the door closed, but Peng Huaiyuan shouted at the table and drank: “I want to open four doors today, and see who dares to fight! ”

The drum truly opened the gates of the city, and 300 dead men passed through the gate. They went straight to the Chinese army of the Dark Allies. They cut off the head of the Allied Lord with their own hands, and cut down the Chinese flag with one more knife! Two hundred thousand Dark Allies collapsed and left the army for thousands of miles.

After this battle, Peng Huaiyuan was severely wounded and died seven days later in the capital of the city. The Empire was converted into another general.

When the Emperor of the Empire knew about it, he wrote the next series of questions: “Who dares to cross the sword immediately, but I, General Peng Da! ”

Since then, Peng Huaiyuan's fame has spread all over the world.

As a member of the military brigade, I do not know General Peng Da, and Thousand Nights is naturally very familiar with his story. Peng Huaiyuan's strength was not very strong. He was not at the top of the ranks in the army at the time, and he was barely even first-class. But in this battle, his enemies, despite the courageous wind of millions of people, broke every soldier's heart.

The Dark Blood City leaves the Dark Nation powerless when it comes to closing its gates. It had fallen three times in history, but was soon recovered by the Empire. Every major counter-attack, not only the Imperial Expeditionary Army, but also the hunters, the loners, the adventurers, and even the spirited rebels who have been around for centuries.

Thousand Nights has been wanting to have a chance to see it for yourself ever since I heard of The Gate of Eternity in Red Scorpion Army History class. Many names are said to be engraved on every bluestone of the fortified city building, the spirit that has been sacrificed for nearly a millennium for the establishment, prosperity and survival of the city. At that time, he did not expect to stand here as a black polluter and fugitive.

However, the shadow of death is fading away. In the two previous battles that blocked Tiger and Qiyue, there was little apparent bloodthirst during the thousand nights. The dawn seemed to be slowly expanding into a ray of hope after the war at the junkyard, and the obsession and courage of the young men and soldiers who had once been crushed into their hearts by a thousand nights slowly began to rise again until the contents of Qiyue's and blood's dealings were completely ignited.

So the idea of a quiet life in a remote town was abandoned for a thousand nights. He had lost everything, including the ‘Lin' surname, which he had always been proud of, and bore the almost hopeless command given by Captain Red Scorpion. Now that he sees a chance to start over, how can he not let go?

In this city of legend and reality, chaos and sin, there is the most precious thing, freedom and opportunity.

There is a lack of order here, but there is no right to be expensive; there is power here, but there is also an alternative fairness. In Dark Blood City, with talent, hard work, and a little bit of luck, it's possible to break out of a vast world.

Perhaps it is not clear at this time how to unravel the conspiracy of the distant upper middle continent, but he knows that the first step should be to go back to the people he feared.

After a thousand nights of simple cleaning up, he became an ordinary waste-picker, mixing in the flow of people into the Dark Blood City. When he threw a silver coin in the tax box at the gate of the city, he was worried that the picker would bring out the silver coin to attract too much attention, but found that the guards were too lazy to even look at him. His face was full of the expression "I knew you'd worn makeup”.

At this time, behind the thousand nights, a group of beggars came over, and everyone threw silver coins into the tax box without a problem, and swarmed into the city. Instead, he stared at the first thousand nights.

In Lighthouse, beggars are beggars, and they don't even have a few coppers. Where like beggars here, there's even a gleam of gold in their pockets when they pay.

It seems that the fierce people who work out of the city are turned into all kinds of people. No wonder the guards see it strangely.

After a thousand nights in the Dark Blood City, I checked everywhere and found a small hotel in the South Tang district adjacent to the slum.

Convenient location with mixed fish dragons, bars, mercenary guilds, and two larger gangs in the area. Two blocks to the center of town is the famous Bronze Street, a block of weapons and equipment.

Thousands of nights studied the city map in their rooms and decided to dispose of the black goods in their hands first.

The wasp is Qiyue's personal gun. It's best not to leave it in your hand. The light of dawn and the first-degree force rifle are too bad to be seen at night. And a flowing gold rose is a good thing, but its luxurious decor is better for selling for money. It would be a meaningless waste to scratch the patterned decorations on it in battle and the value of the gun would shrink by a third immediately.

As for the black crystal that can't be taken out of hand, the problem with those pieces is huge. Rather than leaving any traceable mark on the goods traded with the blood clan, there are actually a number of channels through which the entire empire can circulate this kind of manufacturing grade black crystal. It is unclear at night and does not mean that the seller cannot see it, but only scares the people behind it.

Before going out, Thousand Nights decided to change their appearance again. Changing facial details from time to time is a practical little trick in this mixed, populated city. It doesn't have to be a lot of decoration, a little bit of eyebrow shaping, eye shaping, plus a beard or a change in hair can make a big difference in a person's overall look.

Remove the over-the-counter bag, stand in front of the mirror, and start modifying your face with care. Eyebrows and eyes to deal with first. He felt his eyebrows seemed a little weak, so he carefully ticked a few, and the style of the whole face changed immediately.

Now his eyebrows are fixed, like a long sword, the whole face flattens a lot of English, turning into a cool... beautiful.

Thousands of nights were very dissatisfied with the last adjective, so they washed their eyebrows, re-ticked a few, and the lines quickly became much softer. And then the whole person looked extraordinarily gorgeous, and very... beautiful.

After a few more attempts at a thousand nights, her face became dark.

He found a terrible thing at the moment. If you change your face, it's not much of a problem. If you just want to influence the visual judgment of other people by modifying the facial details, you will get strange results, that is, achieve the post-makeup effect of women, beautify them, and make them gender-neutral.

This may be the effect most women dream of, but at night they are angry, punching down the mirror, angry: "Shit! How did this happen?” He almost wants to go back to retraining his disguise class.

Thousands of nights do change a lot, and they change a lot when they first enter Lighthouse Town. His appearance was originally Qing Xiu. He used to inherit the masculine style of Tiger Scorpion in the army. He was a handsome teenager. But after being contaminated with black blood, although the body became stronger and stronger, the body size became thinner.

When we first arrived in Lighthouse Town, many people were harassed because of their appearance. Later, he kicked a couple of blind guys, so he got out of trouble. But he never thought that one day his appearance would become so beautiful with a little bit of decoration!

Now even standing in front of old Red Scorpion colleagues, I'm afraid few recognize the thousand nights.

“Forget it, that's fine. Nobody's gonna recognize me anymore, right? Shit, big deal. I'm dressed as a woman!” Thousands of nights I thought to myself, desperately taking out decorations such as wigs and wigs, and decided not to lazy anymore, to make a complete look.

At this time, Yu Renyan and several Dark Blade fighters also appeared at the gates of Dark Blood City. Since the smell and trace were no longer tracked, the expert naturally wouldn't have done himself any harm and took a ride with his companion at gunpoint and gold coins. This time the distance between him and Thousand Nights was reduced to two hours.

Yu Renyan wore the cap cloak common to single adventurers, revealing only two eyes.

He looked at the bustling streets and suddenly laughed a few times and said to himself, "Whatever you become, I can get you out. I never look at my face! ”

Yu Renyan waved his hand and the Dark Blade warriors, who had become ordinary hunters and adventurers, scattered all over the city, lurking and waiting for him to gather. Yu Renyan, on the other hand, did not rush to the central city to find a place to set his feet.

This time the prey is extraordinarily cunning, and Yu Renyan is ready for a long spin. You can't miss such a fun game. Between hunters and prey, what really determines victory is not power, but patience.

Yu Renyan chose the Dark Blood City purely out of intuition. Although he ended up losing direct traces of his tracking, he thought the other party's destination was the city. In addition, the hitchhiker he took was also delivered to the city, making him feel more guided by his destiny.

Walking out of a small hotel at night, you don't know that the horrible hunter you're tracking is so close.

At this moment, he was dressed as a standard adventurer with an extra thick short beard on his face, and the end of his ponytail was dyed brown. He threw an old backpack on his shoulder and walked into Brown Bronze Street in no hurry, the family looked over.