Monarch of Evernight

At night, he leapt silently onto the roof, and suddenly a layer of blood appeared deep inside his eyes, and his eyes opened and looked around.

Suddenly a wolf sounded in a quiet town, and a huge werewolf emerged from afar, hurrying towards where he had stood for a thousand nights. Though the night had long disappeared, the werewolf stood where he had stayed, roaring constantly and seemingly confused.

Several more werewolves appeared, and then a spider demon climbed to the roof. This spider demon is half the size of a roof, and the wooden house beneath its feet makes a squeaky groan that could collapse at any moment. There were several shouts and a man and a woman ran out of the inner barn.

A werewolf shouted and suddenly fell down the street, crushing the woman under her back and opening her mouth.

At this point, there was a low voice next to it: "If you bite it down, I'm not sure the gun in your hand will catch fire. ”

The werewolf raised his head and his greedy eyes stared at a middle-aged man who somehow appeared in front of him. His ordinary appearance and long scars on his face are the only memorable features.

The werewolf roared threateningly, yet the middle-aged man did not move at all, pressing his fingers against the trigger gradually intensifying. He had a Grade 3 Force pistol, which was too rough and obviously remodeled, showing that it was also a dangerous guy on the power boost route.

The other werewolf came over, pulled his companion off the woman, and said to the middle-aged man, "Commander Zhou, do you want to repent of this deal? ”

Zhou's middle-aged president calmly said: "My men's lives are not included in the deal. You promised that last night would never happen again. Or can't you restrain your own people at all? ”

The leader of the werewolf roared and shouted, “You are insulting the heroic Bent! I can burn this shithole to the ground whenever I want! ”

President Zhou was not intimidated. "Then you can try! Although I and my people will die here, I can assure you that not more than a third of you will be able to return alive. And you, heroic Bent, after you've ruined a trading channel that's been going on for over a decade, do you think you're going to be treated like a hero or an idiot? ”

Bent was temporarily angry and kept yelling, but he didn't really go mad. Knowing that President Zhou's words were not exaggerated, he didn't dare to really jump on it.

The spider demon also jumped off the roof and said, "We came here to finish the deal, not to screw it up. Bent, why did your men jump out of nowhere and scream? ”

Bent turned around and looked at the first werewolf. The werewolf said, "I just smelled vampire corruption! ”

Bent immediately stared at President Zhou and shouted: “Are you still hiding blood here? ”

President Zhou replied coldly: "You don't really want to festive branches? You checked every corner when you first checked in. There's a real bloodline here. You're not gonna find it until now? ”

Spider-Man shook his head and said, "Bent, take care of your men! That's a terrible excuse! Besides, even if there's a bloodline here, you can't do anything! So, put away your empty threat, and we want to rest. Besides, the Marquis Ross named something in this shipment. If you screw up the deal, the grumpy lord will rip your head off! ”

The werewolves roared reluctantly for a moment and slowly retreated away. President Zhou sighed and turned away.

Just a short distance away, watching the farce quietly all night. He returned into an alley and headed towards the other side of the town.

Just now, under the sweep of the golden blood gas force, thousands of nights discovered that there was a lot of human blood gas reaction in that direction, density exceeded the normal residence, the number was actually hundreds! But those blood gas reactions are weak.

Thousands of nights conceived a possibility.

He quietly stepped up his footsteps and quickly arrived in front of a strange camp. At first glance, the corner of the building appeared to be a barracks, heavily guarded, with several swordspiders lying around the gate and walls as high as the town walls of the entire town. The night picked a blind spot that nobody noticed, climbed up, fell to the wall and looked inside.

Rows of long houses were built in the camp, windows were nailed to death and several wolves were lying at the door. Two werewolves were standing in the middle of the camp, mumbling about something.

You can see what this camp is for at a glance. This is a slave camp, a place where a lot of slaves are held. Every row of long houses can be stuffed into hundreds of human beings, from which the crowded, dense human blood gas response found a thousand nights ago flows. Such a camp, where the highest number of slaves can be held, is an extremely alarming number.

Now the commodity that we're dealing with is very clear: people, living people.

Thousand Nights heard Yu Renyan say that Wu Zhengnan and Dark Race traded commodities including people. But this is the first time in a thousand nights that we actually see human beings being traded. When these people are sent to the lands of the Dark Race, one part becomes food and the other part becomes a labor force and a breeding machine.

There may be other elements to the deal, but these people are clearly the main commodities.

Quietly exiting the town at night, a temporary shelter was found in the wilderness, where the movement of the gates of the town could be observed directly. He wrapped his eyes around the cloak and recalled in his mind the terrain of the area, as well as the defensive distribution of the town and the strength of the various ethnic groups that he had just seen.

That spider demon leader is level 7, in addition to three level 5 spider demons and werewolves, the rest are below level 5. Such a force is not weak, but the thousand nights are not the first time that a patrol of the Dark Race has been fought, and in his eyes it is not without a chance to destroy them if there is sufficient distance and topographical advantage.

After a thousand nights of deduction, several viable ambush sites were selected and relaxation began.

At dawn, the gates of the town opened and a convoy drove out, slowly heading north. The cargo compartment of this heavy truck has been remodeled so that you can see the crowd through the iron fence. Thousand Nights is right, it's a bunch of slave cars. This loaded truck is unexpectedly advanced in power and auxiliary facilities, almost comparable to the configuration of the Major Legion of God.

Seeing this convoy, there is a new understanding of the value of the merchandise traded. In the past, the Dark Race escorted people to slavery, leaving them to walk on their own, with very few useful cars. And the Dark Races' warriors, who specialize in wild sports, are reluctant to ride this turbulent, fuel-smelling ‘can of iron'.

But this time all the traded humans were arranged in heavy trucks, and it was clear that the Dark Races attached great importance to the commodities and were reluctant to lose even one person on the way.

This has fuelled the determination of the thousand nights not to let the Dark Races have them!

The heavy convoy was still moving slowly on rough terrain, and had been running in the wilderness for thousands of nights, shortly before he arrived at the scheduled ambush position. This is a valley, standing on many boulder columns up to 100 meters. The ground is even more rugged, with only one passage barely accessible through the vehicle.

The valley is filled with hidden smells, dead silence, and almost no signs of life are found. It is precisely because of this phenomenon that it is only at night that it is judged that this is a necessary path for the Dark Race. In the valley, he has smelled clear residual spider demons. A spider demon's past is no less than a natural disaster for small creatures such as small animal insects. This route may be the path of the Dark Races, but it is also of course their way back.

This side is already quite close to the country of the Dark Race, although the Dark Race does not have the concept of road repair, or the Dark Race at the bottom. High Dark Races are said to have developed a very high civilization long ago, building all kinds of majestic traces and even recovering from centuries of work in the Empire of Daqin. The Dark Races of the Upper and Lower are exactly like the lives of two different eras.

After choosing a hiding spot and setting several traps, wait patiently for the convoy to arrive.

About an hour later, outside the valley, the engine started to roar, and a heavy truck appeared in a thousand night's view. It was a werewolf holding the wheel, with two spider demons lying in the back seat. Their huge bodies don't even fit completely in the trunk, so they can only hold a few legs outside. Swordspiders and wolves swim on both sides of the convoy, and these less intelligent cannon ash lives prefer to run in the wilderness and follow the convoy instead of being stuffed into a tinned iron compartment.

Lift the eagle strike at night and lock a spider demon in a four-image scope. The guy with the striking white stripe on his stomach is the leader of the trading team, and the only guy in the seventh level, if he kills it, then the ambush is half successful.

The load truck in the front suddenly spit out a few large black smokes, stopped, the werewolves seemed restless, and the werewolves in the back of the truck jumped out of the car, constantly yelling threateningly, looking down.

“Bent! What's wrong now?” The spider demon shouted impatiently.

The tall werewolf growled in response: "It smells like bloodsucking zombies, and it's very fresh! As you should know, there will be no bloodlines around here! ”

The spider demon was also a little harsh and said, "Wait a minute, I'll come down and take a look.” It moves its fat body some hard and tries to pull its swollen stomach out of the trunk.

This move killed it.

A little blood-red light lit up in the distance, and the spider demon instantly felt the danger, screaming loudly and evening, his limbs scratched desperately, and the cabin was completely cut open. This move brought bad luck to the other spider demon in the car with him, and the guy with only Grade 5 had his entire upper body cut open, severely injuring him and losing his fighting ability.

However, the first spider demon is no better than it is, with a clear reflection of a flying nuclear bomb in its eyes. The warhead didn't just emit rays of force, as usual, and it was surrounded by bands of light! This is the image of a warhead with force disturbing the outside senses, and the more gorgeous it is, the more powerful it means to be horrified.

The spider demon's abdomen suddenly bled mist, and his vast body flushed up.