Monarch of Evernight

Right in front of everyone, suddenly a woman in white was left behind. She was floating a few meters above the head of four, but everyone, including White Dragon Armor, knew nothing about her arrival!

This is a light-eyed woman of no age, wearing typical clothing from the upper layers of the empire, flaps, waist straps, wide sleeves, but extraordinarily pure, with a jade strap tied at the waist, is the only decoration on and off the entire body. Her long hair tucked up casually and drooped behind her.

Her appearance was fairly clear, but a crossed scar on her left cheek slightly damaged the aesthetic. Beyond that, she doesn't have very memorable traits, as if they were ordinary, very ordinary, and flooded as soon as she walked into the crowd.

Both General Luo Jianyi and Yang and Dou did not recognize this woman, but did not prevent them from knowing her horrible. Whoever is able to appear silently over their heads, then it is only a matter of raising their hands to kill them.

When White Dragon Armor saw her, her face changed beyond control. "Sister! ”

“I heard there was a demon fishing for a bloody banquet here, and I was just on my way over to check it out.” The woman said softly. Her voice is as ordinary as her appearance, and there's nothing to remember.

Bai Longjia hastily said: "One demon in the district, I will go enough! You're welcome, aren't you, Sister Labor? ”

“You think you're not a fish anymore? ”

“Even if it's a fish, I'm a big fish! ”

The White Dragon Armor also wanted to argue, but the woman made a silent gesture and said softly: “Big fish are also fish. ”

White Dragon Armor knew this was an indication of her ending the dispute and could not object. He was swollen and blushing, and he wanted to argue again on the topic of 'big fish not fish’, but he knew from a young age that he was going to do it, and he was going to die.

The woman circled in the lobby and never set foot on the floor.

“Well, I'll go check on that fishing guy.” Come on, her figure flashed, seemed to walk slowly, but disappeared between her eyes at the end of the wilderness.

When she leaves, the three Battlemen of Dark Blood City will dare to vent.

Major General Yang asked cautiously, "General Bai, is she really that one? ”

White Dragon Armor didn't say, "Bullshit! I'm just a sister. Who else but her? ”

Having been confirmed by White Dragon Armor, World War III would have fought the same cold war without a date. White Dragon Armor also became impeccable, waved his hand and said, "Go back! ”

Though her judgment in terms of strength made White Dragon Armor extremely uncomfortable, she knew that she had never made a mistake in that regard. That's why the White Dragon Armor is in a much darker mood.

After a moment, the ship slowly ascended and sailed back to Dark Blood City.

Within the dark realm, young Maysfield is sitting in the courtyard, shaking some of the tall cups in his hands boringly. There is wine in the glass, red as blood.

He looked at the giant full moon in the sky, like talking to himself, like, “Big fish should be here soon, right? The White Dragon Armor of mankind is not far from here. I hear it's quite brilliant. If he comes, kill him and my reputation will suffice. Those guys will remember my name, not be called Maysfield anymore. Having an overly distinguished last name is a drag. ”

While whispering to himself, Maysfield wanted a full sip and saw the red wine in the glass ripple.

As soon as he felt the earth beneath him began to vibrate with regularity, as if an ancient monster of immense proportions was slowly approaching.

An unspeakable feeling suddenly struck his head, causing his long hair to float to its roots. The eye in the middle of Maysfield's forehead opened suddenly, a strange eye without white eyes and pupils, all dark!

When the third eye opened, a black gas rose from behind Maysfield and went straight into the sky, then turned into a giant beast's head, turning for a week, staring in a direction, constantly yelling low.

Black gas turned into a giant beast just a skull a dozen meters tall, like a tiger, yet two extremely long fangs are characteristic of the ancient giant beast that disappeared into legend.

Maysfield's face suddenly panicked and without seeing the shadow of the enemy, he was forced out of the talent of the Totem Beast?

Who the hell are you?

He was no longer able to calm down, jumped, his figure flashed instantly, appeared in the air outside the stronghold and looked to the horizon. A woman in white appeared in the field of view, walking one step from the desert. The vibration of the earth is matching her footsteps.

Maysfield was unwilling to believe that the whole earth was shaken by this woman.

“Who are you?” Maysfield shouted. He suddenly remembered a name in his heart, so there was a shudder in his voice. But that man shouldn't be here!

The woman seemed to walk by letter, but every step she took flashed, then crossed a hundred meters and appeared in front of Maysfield.

She glanced at the Totem Beast in the sky and said word for word: "Chang Ping Bai Shi, white bump! ”

“How could it be you!” Young Maysfield lost his voice and then reluctantly calmed down and said: “I am great...”

“That's a lot of bullshit! ”

White bump steps in front of Maysfield, easy punch, straight to the chest!

She punched and the whole heavens and earth seemed to be twisting in the blink of an eye!

Maysfield held a white bump with his hands in his hand.

The sky and earth suddenly changed from distortion to extreme quietness. Behind Mesfield came a burst of noise. All the buildings in the stronghold seemed to have been crushed by invisible waves, and the row collapsed in order, and the smoke and dust rose to cover half the sky!

Curiously, there was no other voice in the rubble, as if dozens of high-ranking fighters and hundreds of inhabitants of the Dark Race did not exist. Between the turns, positions that could accommodate nearly a thousand people were razed to the ground, and only the furthest part of the building stood alone.

Overlooking the sky, the ruins show a fan-shaped abrasion, and this stronghold of the Dark Race has been erased from the earth.

This is the power of the white bump!

At the apex of the punch, Maysfield remained in a racketeering position, motionless, and the rest of the wave punched the entire position flat, failing to get him back by half.

After all the noise has subsided, you can hear the young demons whispering: “I am the great Maysfield...”

The white bump retracted his fist and patted him gently on the head, saying: "Since you are a child, don't go fishing in the deep water like an adult. ”

Say it. She turned around and disappeared into the dark. By the time she left, her temper in the sky and underground, besides me, had completely faded and become ordinary, a woman that people would forget after seeing.

“I am the great Maysfield...” Young Demons are still mumbling over and over again, as if it were a phonograph with a chipped record.

His body slowly leaned forward and finally fell. In moments of touching the ground, the body of the young demon suddenly crumbled, turning into fine white gray and walking with the wind. A demonic warrior just disappeared from the world and ended up not remembering his name. The only mark he ever had in the world seemed to be that distinguished last name.

He just wanted to catch a big fish, but he didn't think it was a big white shark that was hooked.

The only remaining floor on the rubble of the stronghold was suddenly flipped with a brick and a little girl arched out of it. Her white dress was already so dirty that she couldn't see the color, her hands and body were filled with scratched wounds, and her face was covered with grey mud. But her eyes were still clear and there was no panic.

She struggled to climb to the top of the masonry and looked around, leaving her alone in the rubble. All Dark Warriors and Residents turned into flying ashes under the power of that punch. She escaped the attack by hiding in the cellar in time and dying to reach the farthest end before her fists burst out.

The little girl chose a direction and walked out into the ruins. Her posture was difficult, limping and blood flowing down her left leg. She looked down at the wound on her leg, pulled out the pieces of wood that stabbed her in her thigh, then ripped off the edge of her skirt, tied the wound and stood up again.

But she took only one step, suddenly stiff, and slowly turned back.

The white bumps stood not far away and watched her quietly.

The white bump slightly twisted his head, seemed to be thinking about something, and then asked, "Humans? ”

The little girl nodded.

“Talent is just ordinary, but it's rare to have an instinctive instinct for danger to hide from my punch in advance.” The white-congruous tone remains flat and faint, and the meaning is not heard.

The girl hesitated for a moment and slowly moved closer to the white bump, trembling and reaching out, saying in a somewhat astringent voice: "Take me away. ”

The white bump looked into the little girl's big eyes and slowed down: “If you want to come with me, you have to become the sharpest knife in the white family. You, would you? ”

The girl's eyes were as clear as water, and she answered without hesitation, “I do," and then her voice went down, murmuring in detail, "as long as... alive. ”

“What's your name? ”

“No name. ”

Looking at the little girl's eyes, it took a long time for the white bump to reach out and slowly hold the little hand in front of her that was still bleeding. White bumps rarely reveal a smile and turn around, leading the little girl to the frontiers of humanity.

One big, one small, two women, gradually distant in the wilderness, merging with the night.

In the Dark Country, far opposite the Dark Blood City is the Twin Cities of Obsidian.

The Twin Cities are made up of Wolf City and Blood Castle, which is the middle of a city separated from towers, archery pallets and cavalry walls as tall as the city walls. The architectural style of the two sides of the city is completely different, with only the communal area at the southern end being the common domain, where any dark race can enjoy easy access and is also the business district of the Twin Cities.

Wolf City is dominated by werewolves and controlled by four large tribes, the owner of which is Cole-Magic Tooth from the Mad Wolf. Bloodfort, on the other hand, is made up of large and small blood clans headed by Count Wilder. As a result of the feuds between the werewolves and the bloodlines, the werewolves cannot be seen in the city, and naturally there are no werewolves in the fortress.

The owners of the Twin Cities rotate between Magic Tooth and Wilder for a three-year term. Within hundreds of kilometres of the Twin Cities, Magic Tooth and Wild are the supreme monarchs.

It is now the last year of Count Wilder's presidency. But for some time now, this blood count has been in a terrible mood, and nothing seems to be going smoothly. No, the situation can no longer be described as uncomfortable, and it has not been worse at any time in his centuries of long life than it is now.

The Count walked back and forth in the study, looking over the desk several pages of reports from time to time, and every time he looked again, his mood became annoying. After finally being intolerable and making a roar that shook the entire castle, the Count grabbed the entire row of bookshelves and smashed them against the opposite wall, which was a little out of his chest.

At the entrance of the study, several blood clans are kneeling. As soon as the Count sees them, there is no reason for anger to rise!

“Nothing can be done, nothing is known! What use do I want from you? ”