Monarch of Evernight

Some bald man didn't believe his eyes. Before his muscle-filled head reacted, he had arrived in front of him for a thousand nights, pulling out his shiny teeth and chopping them off with one knife!

Blood gas accompanied by a wild influx of force into the striped short knife, suddenly felt light in the hand, the blade suddenly bled with blood, as if the cold blade had become a nothingness.

Strong man swept his eyes unmindfully and wielded a small, pitiful knife, filled with the skinny, gorgeous style of flashing teeth of the bloodline, in his eyes nothing but a dagger. Besides, human beings use blood weapons, that's nothing to use anymore. He waved his arm and swept directly at the knife, wrapped in thick steel armor on the thick forearm of the ordinary man's thigh, and the thick ray of light came out.

However, the light of the knife penetrates through the arm and continues to pounce forward as if there were no obstacles. The strong man suddenly felt a light upper body, half his arm detached from his body and flew far away. And the sword of the thousand nights is cut into thorns, and the sharp blade penetrates deeply into the stomach of a strong man!

It all happened so fast, the strong man didn't even feel anything. Suddenly something burst into his mind, he suddenly understood that the knife was too sharp, so he didn't feel the pain of being stabbed!

Strong man makes a shocking yell! He had realized that he was instantly hit with two knives, not just because of the sharp power of the weapon, but because of the power gap between him and the young man. Since he couldn't escape his life at all, he launched a fierce attack and smashed his intact left arm in the head for a thousand nights!

The wind is dull and blended with a sharp, heartbreaking whistle, like a whole mountain!

Raising his hand for a thousand nights, he gently held the heavy punch, his feet sank and his foot split in inches, yet that seemingly thin body was incredibly tough, and the blocked hands didn't even shake slightly.

Thousands of nights of force erupted from flashing teeth, instantly huge impulses smashed all the organs in the strong man's body and then retreated. The strong man's eyes protruded, staring dead at the shadow in front of him, shouting unwillingly, his large body slowly fell down.

Fifteenth Division Commando Battalion Commander is dead!

Expeditionary soldiers who witnessed the battle instantly lost their morale, and the resistance in the town became extremely intense. Leaping down the town walls for thousands of nights, he began to wander all over the town, killing only the fighters, and his opponents, level one or four, could not stop the glittering blow.

Sniper guns were roaring on the battlefield, and five snipers were arranged at night. However, the sound line of Wu Shiqing's large-calibre gunpowder sniper gun can be easily distinguished. His shooting frequency is stable, basically every ten seconds is one shot, from nothing. After an initial period of panic, the young man also began to calm down.

Wu Shiqing did not change his sniper position, and in the loft of the bell tower in the town centre, he had a view and fire range covering the entire town. But it has also made the bell tower a target, with the expeditionary forces constantly attacking this side, while dozens of bodies have been reversed inside and outside the bell tower. Several of the lieutenants were all killed by force guns. His sister Wu Shiying, an unusually deep force, finally played an important role in the battlefield.

After slaughtering a lieutenant and his auxiliary team at night, he suddenly felt something and turned around. Only a colonel had just climbed the town wall and, escorted by dozens of fighters, mounted an extraordinarily large sniper gun, which was pointing blackened towards the bell tower.

It's Eagle Strike. The Colonel has Eagle Strike in his hand!

Shining teeth swung again in the thousands of nights, gleaming a glow of darkness, passing through the warriors of the Expeditionary Army around you. Then he stopped ignoring these fallen enemies, landed a few times, went up a short slope, took the eagle off his back, and targeted the colonel.

Anyone who can use an eagle strike is not a hundred warriors. Almost simultaneously, the colonel felt extremely dangerous. Turning his head, he saw the eagle strike hundreds of meters away at night and in his hand!

Unbelievably, the colonel made a targeting move in a standing position!

Eagle strikes are not available to anyone, not even in snipers, but they are extraordinary in power, and extraordinary in range, at the same great cost of force consumption, backseat power, and manipulation. Without Grade 89 strength, using Eagle Strike in a standing position is simply looking for death, and reactive force will devour an unknown shooter.

The colonel had no confidence that the other party would shoot in such a situation, and he could have killed the sniper in the bell tower first, then avoided the attack behind him. But the dangerous intuition that had developed over the years, and the cautious character, had made him abandon that idea. The Colonel jumped from the spot and quickly moved behind two auxiliary fighters.

Then he heard the eagle strike that unique line! Like thunder before the rain pours in the summer.

How dare he shoot standing up? The Colonel trembled in his heart, too late for his foresight, or to despise the sniper who would at least have his arm scrapped. Right in front of the colonel, the bodies of two Expeditionary soldiers blew apart into pieces, and then a nuclear bomb sparkled with little diminished light, blowing into his chest!

At that moment, the Colonel's body went unconscious and flew away, his force, along with the defense of his uniform, seemed to be completely ineffective. In the middle of the air, he saw the young man standing idle, flat with an eagle strike, and fired a second shot!

The dark red force burst into the sky, and in the Colonel's rapidly dilating pupil, the young man floated like a water, sliding back a few meters, then retreated the eagle and went into a new battle if nothing happened.

How did that happen?

There was a dark red fire in the air, and the colonel's body was torn apart and turned into burning pieces, which fell on grey and black land. In the moment before his death, his heart was full of hatred for his superiors and intelligence, a level 5 fighter attacked with an eagle? It's a Class 8 fighter, not necessarily able to stand up and use Eagle Strike.

In the fierce battle, the sight of a thousand nights swept across the battlefield again and then regretted it slightly. No other lieutenant colonel was present on the battlefield but that colonel. And now, when the eagle strikes, they will surely dare even less and will only drive the warriors to continue to consume his power.

The battlefield of the town has been heated up and the tidy Expeditionary Army has poured in from all directions, killing each corner. Wu Shiqing was no longer able to snipe, but fought alongside his sister, blocking the stairs to death and relying on the terrain advantage to keep the enemy from rushing up. Otherwise, their two primary soldiers are about to run out and will be besieged.

The guards of Heavy Industries in the Far East began to suffer casualties, while the seeds of the thousand nights suffered many deaths and injuries. These young men and women, who are poorly trained and severely underequipped, are not, after all, rivals of the veterans. Hot blood and courage alone cannot defeat the wolves who have become accustomed to bloodshed and killing.

Thousands of nights suddenly find themselves fighting in a different way. He wandered across the battlefield, with astonishing results, and dozens of soldiers had died at his hands. The Expeditionary Army, which has lost a large number of officers and lieutenants, has actually begun to decline in strength, yet in the fierce battle that has been ravaged with life and death, neither side of the enemy has time to notice this slight contrast change in strength, and perhaps his own front has collapsed when the outcome of the thousand nights is extended enough to change the whole battle.

Pull out the only Force grenade for a thousand nights, activate it, and throw it out! A force grenade flew over 100 metres and exploded over the heads of a group of marching expeditionaries. Raging force storms and horrific shockwaves instantly took the lives of entire expeditionary forces, and the loud roar overwhelmed all the voices on the battlefield!

The commander of the distant observation battlefield was in a cold sweat, and he didn't expect to have a killer like a blood-force grenade in his hand! If the school officials suddenly go to war, they suddenly get this grenade, and they have to be seriously injured even if they don't die. Fortunately, that deadly thing has now been used against dozens of worthless ordinary warriors and several warriors.

But what exactly is the other party trying to do with this unknown attack?

The aftermath of the explosion is still volatile, the flames are still burning, and a thousand nights have passed directly from the flames to a major battalion commander at the other end of the square. The Major has not recovered from the deterrence of the blood-force grenades, and sees that the thousand nights have fallen in front of him.

The Major is not alone and is surrounded by more than a dozen winged fighters. Yet the storm of the Expeditionary Force rushed at full speed, then suddenly changed the momentum and jumped halfway into the sky!

The Major's gaze rose with a thousand nights, seeing two gorgeous blood guns pointing at him, and then the swaying flowers of illusion blossomed in the air. His Force Defense was torn to pieces by massive impact, and blood appeared on his face and chest.

A thousand nights in the air, a flip dissolves the backseat force of the peanuts and then lands on the ground.

At this moment in the Great Square, the sparrows were silent and there was only one enemy, but all the surviving Expeditionary Warriors were fearful. First, a whole group of soldiers fell under the blood grenade, and then immediately in front of them for thousands of nights, with a burst of flames, attacked and killed the commander of the Major's battalion with unmatched force. How does that not scare the ordinary warriors?

Thousand nights backhanded the peanuts to the sheath, stretched out his legs, and an alloy battle axe dedicated to the Expeditionary Force commandos flew up from the ground and fell into his right hand. His left hand pulled out his shiny teeth, his right axe left knife, and walked toward the Expeditionary soldiers in front of him.

Every thousand nights, the remaining Expeditionary Warriors took a step back until they exited the neighborhood, and no one dared to attack him! Heavy alloy battle axes can cut the spider demon's belly in the hands of the school officers, but this axe is lighter than a feather in the hands of a thousand nights, and they have no doubt that the first batch of rushes will be cut into two pieces by the battle axe.

Expeditionary warriors, reinforced from afar, gathered hundreds of people in a moment. But the absolute advantage in numbers did not give the fighters more confidence, and the soldiers who lost their commanders were still pushed backwards by the night. Heavy footsteps, each tapping into their hearts, smashing down something called courage.

A commando captain called to rush out of the crowd, but before waiting for him to wave the battle axe in his hand, the axe blade of the thousand nights passed his neck step by step, a human head took off high, blood like a fountain, spilled on the surrounding warrior's body and face.

The morale of the Expeditionary Army finally collapsed, turning to flee, and the chaotic crowd swept away behind them on their own front. The town was small and the local collapse quickly affected the whole battle. The guards of the Heavy Industries of the Far East were experienced and immediately began to fight back. Under their leadership, young men and women soldiers all broke out of the fortress and struck their enemies everywhere and in every corner.

The distant wind finally sounded the cold horn, which signaled the withdrawal of the Expeditionary Force, and this attack finally failed.