Monarch of Evernight

He nodded, agreeing with the old general, and asked the Chief of Staff to put away the military map. But her heart was so heavy, she always felt pressed against a big stone, how could she not wave.

The same confusion was expressed in several other theatres, even at the headquarters of the Expeditionary Army, where Marshal Romingho, the principal-governor and commander-in-chief of the Expeditionary Corps responsible for the overall battle situation on the mainland for the eternal night, had been under discussion, but with no results.

They had exhausted all means, even torture, to destroy the wisdom of a Count Spider-Man in order to obtain a confession, but the result had been disappointing. Nor does the Dark Count know why this war was waged, and he was ordered to fight only on one battlefield and then to kill as many human fighters as possible, that is all.

Thus, if there is a real plot behind it, it is feared that it will be known at the public level, and it is not ruled out that the powers of secrecy may be higher, perhaps only those congressmen of perpetual night will know exactly what they are going to do.

Discussions were inconclusive, and the big characters on the human battlefield concluded similarly that they would continue to observe and hit a few more.

Thousands of nights passed cautiously across the war-torn continent, and the days of rushing, fighting and cultivating passed another half month. As wars dawned everywhere, he was afraid to intervene casually on the battlefield, which could easily lead to simultaneous attacks by both sides.

Along the way, two Dark Race Patrols were hunted and killed. Each absorption of fine blood took a considerable amount of time to gradually digest. More than half of the refined Dark Force was consumed by the nascent Dark Gold Gas, and the remainder was shared by Purple Blood, Seven Dark Red Gases, and Two Advanced Dark Red Gases.

A thousand nights later, it was discovered that the dark force quenched by the ancient Song family volumes greatly contributed to the evolution of blood gas. In a short period of time, the average dark red blood gas recovered the number of nine tracks, and two of them were promoted to the second level, while the purple blood gas that had been promoted became deeper, and it appeared that it would not take long before they were promoted again.

And the dark gold gas inherited the characteristics of the golden blood gas, it grew much slower, it consumed so much dark force, and so far it is only a little thicker than it was when it was born. But once in a while, there was a feeling that two more of the indefinite characters appeared in the trail it left when it was swimming.

Thousands of nights have coexisted with blood for quite some time, and we now know what they do. An increase in normal blood gas or promotion will slightly strengthen your body during the night, while spontaneously protecting and repairing your visceral organs in case of damage.

And purple blood gas is obviously the origin of the ability symbol of the physique, and its thriving and uplifting strengthens the body a thousand nights. The “blood-toxicity”, which also causes great harm to the dark races, especially the bloodlines, should also be for its own sake.

Golden blood gas was originally the origin of the pupil ability symbol, and also enhanced physical fitness when promoted, with enhancement ranging between ordinary and purple blood gas.

The nascent dark gold gas seems to possess the symbolic ability of the gold blood gas. It is not yet known how it will develop, but it is quite obvious that it will strengthen the body of the thousand nights even more than the purple blood gas.

Its origins are also quite doubtful, the thousands of nights are now unclear, in that case, whether the gold blood gas swallowed the dark whirlpool and then advanced, or whether his Song's ancient volumes assimilated the gold blood gas.

However, Thousand Nights is now gradually sorting out its own cultivation and exploration system. Dawn Force still relies on the technique of army hunting, and then runs Sung's ancient volumes to purify Zhou. The dark force comes from the blood gas drawn from the killing, which is purified by Xuanzhen and then devoured by the three colors of blood gas in the body.

Since there has been sufficient supply of dark forces, the blood gas in the thousand nights will no longer devour the Dawn Force. Thus, although it will take a little time to run the Week and Xuan, the Dawn Force will no longer be lost and the cultivation speed will not be affected.

Thousands of nights also sometimes smile at such a strange system of forces in their bodies, but this is based on the balance established by Song's ancient volumes. It is always more solid than before to rely solely on exploration to maintain the confusion of the coexistence of Dawn Force and blood qi.

But after a thousand nights of entering Mountain County, the mood was finally a little more relaxed and overshadowed.

Located in the heart of the mainland, the city is also a famous ethnically controlled black crystal region with heavy military presence. Although tensions persisted throughout the continent, the fighting had not yet broken out, so the city remained an orderly city.

Thousand Nights intends to cross the Cuiwei Peak of the Hengshan Branch here and go to the next battlefield to see what happens, so the city is chosen to supply. There is a little business in the city with the Song Valve client family, and Song Zining is an unknown point of contact.

It's a single doorway, handmade shop with no sign, specializing in all kinds of firearms. Thousand Nights had intended to replenish a little physical force bomb, but was surprised to learn that Song Zining had contacted him seven or eight days earlier through various branches.

Of course, the content of the message sent through the Internet is very vague. One can only tell at a thousand nights that Song Zining has something he wants to help do, and it is still urgent.

This is absolutely not normal!

When I think of the words in Song Zining's last letter, the shade of the head of the thousand nights is even heavier. If Song Zining didn't encounter any problems, so he couldn't even move his hands, how could he come to him like a needle in a sea?

This little point of contact was unable to provide more information. It was dusk time after a thousand nights of hasty supply, he did not spend the night in the county and immediately left for Weiyang City. It is the largest city in the Empire's perpetual night continent, with not only a cross-border airship base leading to the Empire's homeland, but all kinds of slightly heady forces with dispatched agencies.

Climbing in the night wind to a mountain peak north of the county city, he looked north, comparing the topography in front of him to the map of Mountain Yin County that had just been written down in his mind, and finally decided to venture 100 kilometres across the dark racially occupied area. This is the nearest road to Weiyang City.

Deep underground, the mysterious city opened by Black Winged King Andoria has been closely guarded by the immediate warriors of the Everlasting Parliament. Except for a small number of persons with special permits, no other organisms are allowed in or out of the country.

The small number of fighters directly under the perpetual night council is the most elite and powerful force in the entire perpetual night camp, with even an ordinary captain. The selection of officers for this force is extremely rigorous, and not every Dark Warrior who reaches the threshold of war receives this privilege, and must be a true killing expert to be eligible for inclusion on the roster.

Even in the perpetual night camp, this force is a legend and few people can see its members for themselves. That is, Black Day, Guardian of the Sword of the Everlasting Night Council.

The magnificent underground city used the Black Day squad to be vigilant, and even the Black Day fighters operated only in the periphery of the city, as if an invisible line existed that prevented them from crossing one step.

The city is still empty, with no life activities, and only at the central altar stands a small circle of people.

Looking from afar, these people are tall, fat, different shapes, and far apart from each other. However, the vast space in which the altar is situated seems to be incredibly narrow to them, and the momentum of everyone is vast.

When they accidentally raise their hands and step forward, those moments collide with each other, as if there were a wave of terror rolling through the void. That was the result of some convergence, and perhaps the entire underground city is tiny in front of any one of them.

Even the captains of the battle generals of Black Day did not dare to cross that invisible line or even look to the central altar, as if to look and burn their eyes.

Most astonishingly, there are as many as twenty such horrors at the same level.

Twenty congressmen all night long! It's not just an ordinary member of parliament, it's also a couple of senior members, and even a very similar figure to the legendary giants.

There are also several young men among the great figures of the perpetual night camp. None of them are prestigious figures in the younger generations of the perpetual night camp and are rated as inexhaustible for future accomplishments, where the prestige of the best may even compare to that of some ordinary parliamentarians.

Among the geniuses of this group, Night Eyes stands in the center. She is the focus of attention and the core character of the trip.

Bright blood flows across the trenches of the altar lobby, creeping up along the stripes as if it were your own life, and the vast array of suffocating forces has all been activated at this moment.

The blood flowing in the array of forces emitted an extraordinarily vivid breath of life, which prevented several blood councillors from holding out for more eyes.

Above the altar, the blood gas is extraordinarily intense, gathered into a clotting mist, still rolling and rolling, in the presence of the pulsating heart of an ancient beast.

A bloodthirsty congressman who seemed to fall at any moment could not help but see the scene: “Those stupid humans are probably still thinking about fighting a few more fights at the moment, and then see what we have planned. Oh, where do they know that we only need seven wars. ”

A demonic congressman said slowly: "Those humans are indeed stupid. But it also seems that some distinguished lord has been fought back by a foolish man. ”

Another congressman turned around and coldly said, "Farrah, if you want to start a war, just say it! ”

Turning to a poetry map, he was unaccompanied to the rock-collar Dark Blood City of the People's Frontier, but was struck outside the city by a human teenage girl with flowers on the other shore and had to be severely injured and retreated. This has now become a grip that has been repeatedly used by political opponents to attack him.

Farrah snorted, not thinking of the threat to the poetry map, and said, "I'm just stating one thing. ”

The poetry chart turned cold and said: “The truth is, if someone else gets hit in the front by Mansi Savannah, I'm afraid he'll die. ”

Farrah grunted heavily this time, and his face was not pretty, but he did not refute it. All present are big people, some bullshit doesn't have to be said at all, defense is really his weakness, if really hit by one of the ten famous guns in the front, most of them hit hard on the spot, can't even escape.

At this moment, an old voice, like metal friction, rang out: "Don't argue! The treasure of Admiral Andoria has appeared. ”