Monarch of Evernight

Thousands of nights, he just had a slight shortness of breath, he didn't drink water, he didn't use stimulants, and after a few minutes of rest, he recovered as usual, looking at the little rookie with straight eyes.

If she's right, only three nodes were lit at the end of the night, which means it's a Level 3 force, just like her. But the physical performance of Thousand Nights was horrible, and he went straight after Captain Red Scorpion. And in the face of the Blood Warriors, the kind of killings that are just one shot away beat the many Black Scorpion veterans.

Sit quietly at night and wait for half an hour to pass. He actually had something he wanted to ask, but eventually he couldn't say a word.

That's when he took a serious look at the little rookie.

She is young, has a very sweet face, and small heart-shaped faces with large, rolling eyes, gleaming like gems, hidden in naivety.

A teenage girl like this actually has three levels of force, which is equivalent to a thousand nights. It seems that her talent in training is remarkable and should be to skip the exam and be hired directly by the Red Scorpion. Moreover, her method of energizing the Force Gun was obviously not a soldier's execution. Although there was no speed advantage, it was no better than the power of those two guns, and it should be some kind of world secret advanced method.

It's just that she's not too weak, but she's got terrible combat experience. The Red Scorpion captain apparently wanted to hold the bloodline at her own expense so that she could escape. But the little rookie still couldn't bear to kill him back for revenge. But after defeating a blood fighter, he panicked in the face of the blood's fierce rebellion, and the second shot missed.

Without a thousand nights, she would have been a blood prisoner, and it would have been a luxury to return.

I watched this little rookie for a thousand nights and sighed quietly deep down. Not long ago, he was also a little rookie, looking forward to taking off his greenery and becoming an official Red Scorpion. The future looks wonderful, but that fateful World War changed his destiny forever and so did many others.

Thirty minutes arrived and stood up for a thousand nights and drank expressionlessly: "Run to the limit of an hour and follow me! ”

When the thousand nights ran out, the little rookie jumped up and followed the thousand nights all the way.

This time the night was running straight, and there was no deliberate attempt to hide his whereabouts. A red scorpion once a rookie, now a little rookie, just walked back and forth through the vast wilderness to the distance.

Running, suddenly at night he said, "Look back! ”

The little rookie looked back and searched, suddenly seeing the figure of several blood fighters on the hill where they had rested before them. He was frightened and his legs ran a lot faster immediately.

Thousands of nights did not accelerate, but ran at a constant pace without haste, not even looking back.

“What if they... catch up...?” The little rookie asked in disgust.

“They can't catch up, they're exhausted.” The thousand nights answered softly.

Little rookies are incredible, after all, they're only a few kilometers away now. After a while, she couldn't help but look back and see the blood fighters still standing at the top of the mountain, not coming after her. The little rookie's heart was suddenly relaxed and the back of the thousand nights ahead suddenly grew taller in her heart.

At the top of the hill behind them, an elderly bloodthirsty man stared at the thousands of nights and little rookies who had gone all the way to the wilderness, with a blue face and no bloodstain on their lips. Several of the vampires around him were all wrapped up in cloaks, and there was no hope that the two men who dared swing across the wilderness on a straight path would shake.

Several vampires have given up their chase because they have exhausted all their health by pursuing them from the main battlefield.

“Sir, why don't you go after him?” A younger vampire proposes, but with a strong tone of unconfidence.

But the old vampire shook his head and said, "By the time we catch up with them, we must have entered the traditional territory of the people. The Human Expeditionary Force is still troublesome. ”

These blood fighters sent away thousands of nights, then turned one by one and disappeared on the other side of the mountain.

An hour later, when the little rookie turned around, he could no longer see the blood family, which only relieved him.

Stopped for a thousand nights, pointing his finger forward, and said, "You go in this direction, the Dark Blood City is a hundred kilometers away. There is an Imperial Expeditionary Army stationed in the city, and if you reveal your identity, they should be able to help you and send you back. ”

The little rookie nodded so hard that he could easily escape the danger and return to the Red Scorpion. He immediately had a glow on his little face. But then she thought of Captain Red Scorpion, who had died in battle, with his little mouth flattened and some crying.

"Put away your tears," he sighed. A rookie! Any real red scorpion grows in countless lives and deaths. The first battlefield can be weak, but the second battlefield can't be forgiven if that's still the case! So now go to the Dark Blood City and find the Expeditionary Force! Then report back to the Red Scorpion! You got four hours, rookie! ”

The little rookie instinctively lifted his chest and shouted, "Yes! Sir!”

Nodded a thousand nights, reaching forward with a finger. The little rookie ran away immediately. A hundred kilometers, just four hours away, she also needs to stay close to the limit of running speed. But after a few steps, the little rookie looked back stunned, watching the thousand nights still standing in place, getting further and further away from her.

Isn't this man going back with her?

Waving at her for a thousand nights, she turned and walked in the direction she was coming.

The little rookie suddenly had an idea: he was going to get into trouble with the bloodlines! Revenge for Captain Red Scorpion!

But this young man had nothing to do with the Red Scorpion. Why would he do that? The little rookie couldn't figure it out, but her feet were still running instinctively, without affecting speed.

It won't be long before she gets back to the Red Scorpion. This time back, she made up her mind to practice well and sharpen her warfare skills. When she gets out of the green, she has to come back and look for him.

The little rookie suddenly had a serious problem in her confused little head: she didn't even know his name!

When the little rookie stopped stunned and looked back, the night had long disappeared at the other end of the horizon.

She stood still and suddenly lost.

As the night progressed, the ditches of the wilderness seemed to jump from time to time without any obstacles, and he was still accelerating. Without the drag of small rookies, the physical and tactical advantages of the thousand nights are finally fully realized.

An hour later, a thousand nights climbed to the top of a hill, looking cold at the old vampire climbing up at the waist of the hill and his soldiers under him. He stood so high that he had no intention of concealing a trace at all, pressed two mysterious silver bullets into the barrel of the Force in front of many blood tribes, and lifted the gun.

The old vampire suddenly took a breath of cool air. He is a Class 5 Blood Warrior, and all of his men are Level 3 Warriors. This strength has been completely crushed by theory for a thousand nights, but somehow, when the thousand nights pointed the Force gun at him, the old man's heart was overwhelmed with irresistible fear!

The old man comes from a small, well-known clan of blood, famous for his strong intuition of danger. But with his Grade 5 strength, even if he is now physically weak, he will not be so constrained by two secret silver bullets. As long as this secret silver bullet does not hit, the elderly are confident that they will survive the attack.

If the elderly do not move, the warriors under their command will dare not to move. Secret silver bullets can have a strong horizontal effect on them. Although when the human fires the secret silver bomb, he can be thrown up and torn to pieces, the bad luck of being hit first is definitely over.

Thousands of nights aim, and then walk one step at a group of blood fighters!

Is this human being going to be positively hard? The elderly of the bloodline had an absurd mind. Hundreds of them had participated in battles, large and small, in a third of their lives, facing people, and had never seen such absurdity. This is a suicide attack!

There was no time to give thought to the elderly of the bloodline, who drank loudly and rushed his scalp towards the thousand nights. As the highest-ranking chief, he had no reason or possibility to evade the war in front of the third level of the district.

But when the thousand nights of gunfire pointed at him, the elderly of the blood clan rose again to a strong warning sign. He suddenly saw a smile floating around the corner of his mouth, a smile as the hunter watched the prey step into the trap!

A blast, a thousand nights of gunpoint blasting a ray of force, an entity bouncing and flying! The elderly of the blood clan cried out, his arms crossed in front of him, and the power of blood burst into a dark red blood shield in front of him!

The force bomb smashed the blood shield and hit the old man in the arm again. Blood shields blocked the force, weakened most of the time, and a deep visible bone wound was still struck in the elderly's arm. Secret silver immediately burned the wound into a scorched black spot.

The old man's mind was imminent and such injuries were perfectly acceptable. He pointed at the night and drank: "Kill him! ”

Vampire warriors immediately surrounded themselves for thousands of nights. But the butcher was suddenly pulled out at night and two shots were fired, knocking down two vampire warriors. At close range, the butcher is very powerful and deserves this superb name. The two vampire warriors were bombed on the spot and couldn't land.

Blood fog rises and falls in the air, and the fresh, slightly cooler bloodstream is interwoven with the hot smell of gunpowder burning, as if the green grass were incredibly intense after the rain. Thousands of nights pulled out his hand axe and stared at the surrounding blood fighters, suddenly a strong excitement burst into his heart, actually made him feel like a chestnut!

Thousands of nights are now eager to fight, the fiercest battle!

Blood fighters draw swords, the style is neat, and there is a light of blood all over the edge of the sword. They are obviously not scattered soldiers of small clans, but large family fighters who have been trained in militarization. Such fighters also prefer the traditional weapons of the Dark Race to the Force guns in order to exploit their combined power of speed, as well as their strong ethnic gifts.

Surrounded by sieges at night, but fearless, he stomped on the ground and suddenly burst into waves, scattered all over! With this step, it pops up like a shell at night, bang bang and the positive blood warrior hit hard!