Monarch of Evernight

The smell of Viscount Spider-Man is released, and the beasts mostly smell the wind to escape. But if that's the only role, it's not the same.

In the hands of experts who specialize in concealing assassinations, a special aura can also be used to deceive and disguise. For example, it is used with obstacle eye surgery, disguised as a powerful spider demon, confusing the perceptions of the dark race strong and sneaking into certain sensitive areas.

William glanced at the night without breaking it.

He swept across the house and drank: “Get up and clean this place up right away, you have an hour! ”

The werewolves climbed up from the ground, endured the pain and began to work, and no one ever resisted.

It was not until this moment that he saw the side of William's Johnson and Yokohama, which made him feel very strange. There seems to be a slight discrepancy between this majestic Dark Count in front of him and the Lycan barbecue.

William then walked through two doors with a thousand nights of unfinished itineraries, into an empty little hall with no furniture, only a downward passage. At the end of the curved staircase is a tightly guarded door and they end up walking into a labyrinthine underground space.

This is a natural underground cave with several shops inside. It's just that there's no sign in every store, and there are very few guests. But in the midst of a thousand nights, it was discovered that there were hardly any less than seven levels of human beings or dark races walking here.

The underground caves were quiet, people kept their voices down, all the conversations seemed to be whispering, and occasionally a few people were seen leaving with their cargo containers in a hurry. After a thousand nights of watching, it was discovered that the external corridor was not the only place to enter.

William also softened his voice and said to Thousand Nights: "There will be some really good stuff here, and you can easily get rid of what you have, with relatively little after-effects. Now, I'm going to take care of the White Claw tribe, and you can hang around and walk through this door after that. Talk to the guards and they'll let you go and go back down the aisle. ”

"Do you need my help? ”

Things on the ground shouldn't get any better. Previously, the so-called blood weapons and the smell of blood was a very insignificant excuse, and it was common sense that weapons seized from blood families would carry the smell of their clan if they did not use special tools or techniques to erase traces.

And the blood latency of Thousand Nights is now part of the routine without activation, and he doesn't think that the young werewolf with little skill will see through anything. So the whole thing was about that white claw tribe, wanting William's face for unknown reasons.

William smiled, his eyes flashed through the cold light and said: "No, a white claw tribe elder in the district, if I can't clean up, I might as well hang out with you later! ”

Thousands of nights nodded, and William should not want to expose too much internal ethnic contradiction to him. After William walked away, he swept the shop in front of him at night and walked in any direction he wanted.

This natural trading hall combines shops and warehouses with six stores, each with a small doorway. Among them, there are one blood, one werewolf, one spider demon and one demon, and there are two human families.

After a thousand nights of looking at this layout, it became clear that it was not a coincidence, but that it was distributed according to the great forces of the Tulip Market. People have two shops, not because they are stronger than other races, but because people are the other side of the deal, that's all.

The store clerks looked lazy and unreasonable, and the display shelves lacked goodwill. Even the demonic shop was empty, there was not even a decent item on the shelf, only two iron boxes loaded with ammunition were thrown in the corner, the area was full of ash, it looked like it hadn't moved in a long time, and I didn't know what kind of business it was.

Thousands of nights walked around in every store, roughly chatted a few words, and only the demonic family was left. What surprised him was that one of the two family stores belonged to the agent of Zhao Valve, while the other was behind the rebels.

On the western mainland, Zhao Valve and the rebels have been fighting for decades, killing both sides alive. But in the Grey City Secret Trading Hall, the agents of both sides live side by side, are safe and sound, and do their best to search for rare resources for their owners.

The six stores also have their own business focus, and generally dark race goods will have a better acquisition price with the people. The imperial goods, on the other hand, need to be sold to one of the four great dark races.

So he went back to Zhao Valve's shop for a thousand nights and asked: "Do you want to collect blood equipment? ”

Behind the counter was a good-looking young woman, who glanced at her coldly for a thousand nights and said: “If the force gun is below level 4 and the melee weapon is below level 3, you don't have to take it out. ”

Remove the thorn sling for a thousand nights and place it on the counter.

The young woman's eyes suddenly stared, picked up the thorn sling and looked over and over for half a day before carefully lowering it, and then looked towards the thousand nights, her eyes were so hot that they could melt the steel.

She smiled softly and said, "I need someone to identify me. Can you wait a moment? ”

“Yes.” Nodded a thousand nights.

The young woman immediately and warmly invited her to sit down for a thousand nights without knowing where to find a tea tray, with fresh perfumed tea and seductive desserts, before rushing into the back of the store.

A moment later, a short, fat old man walked out, and when he saw the short gun on the counter, he also stunned it, and then took it seriously and took out the set of tools and began to identify it in detail.

Thousands of nights just sat quietly and didn't move those refreshments.

After watching for more than ten minutes, the fat old man grew out of breath, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and threw a deep glance into the night. “The boutique from the Byrnes, the thorn sling, is a gun with a story and will not easily fall out. ”

He didn't lift his head for a thousand nights and said softly: "Guns are guns, stories are stories. As for the rest...” He laughed silently and said softly: “I thought nothing in this trading hall had come of it. ”

The short, fat old man nodded and said, “You're right. Just a gun with a story can raise the purchase price, so what does the guy want? ”

“Secret silver, energy-grade black crystals, and demonic silver bullets. ”

A moment later, a few grams of mystery silver, an energy-grade black crystal, and three demonic silver bullets were added to the pockets of the thousand nights.

Walk into Spider-Man's shop for thousands of nights and drop a pile of equipment from the ghost string assassin directly on the table.

The spider demons are interested in the equipment of these people, although they do not understand why such lightweight equipment is needed by spider demons of great body size and power. But the spider demons have what they want for a thousand nights, and they give a good price.

A small bag of crystalline wire was added to his pocket when he left the Spiderdemon Store for a thousand nights. The spider magic filament yield is extremely low and is one of the most resilient materials known. A small piece of cloth woven in crystalline wire, which is also difficult to blow with a premium force gun, is the finest inner nail material.

This stuff is strategic in the Empire, but I didn't think it would be easy to replace it here.

Finally, he walked into the demonic shop for a thousand nights and knocked on the counter.

The demons behind the counter were concentrating on a piece of crystal, and they didn't lift their heads and say, "What do you want? ”

Look at the empty shelf at night and ask, "What do you have? ”

The demon still did not raise his head and said, "There is nothing. ”

“Is there a black titanium bomb too? ”

When they heard the word, the demons finally raised their heads and glanced at the thousand nights, "You want this thing? There is one in stock. Twenty blood crystals, no bargaining. ”

I couldn't help but be surprised by the price. The Black Titanium Extinguishing Bomb is unlikely to exist in the general trading market of the Eternal Night Mainland, so it's also the first time he's heard of its price, 20 bucks of blood crystal, to buy a second-hand Grade 5 gun.

However, black titanium annihilation bombs are the scarce strategic material, and black titanium, a metal, is not produced in the empire at all. How the reserves in the military resource pool came into being is a top secret, and certainly not known for a thousand nights. And if folk want to, the only way to buy from the Dark Races is through underground channels.

Thousand nights I thought about it, but I opened my backpack and counted 20 pieces of blood crystals, and put them on the counter.

Until this point, the demon stood up lazily, twisted a piece of blood and sniffed, seemingly inadvertently: “The Monroe are of good quality.” He waved the blood crystal down the table, apparently with a different mechanism underneath.

Thousands of nights are a heartbeat, and if William gets these blood crystals in the near future, it means forgetting that there are Menlo people in that mountainous part of the mountains, or blood, or what is the council looking for all night long? Is that really what the voice in the dream said about the eyes of truth?

The demonic spinning table switch separates the cabinet from it, and a lifted mechanical device pulls out a palm size and makes a superb black magazine.

After a thousand nights of weighing out the unexpectedly flat counters, the big guy made of this metal, each stitch may be able to move, opening or closing with mechanical force to form multiple storage spaces, no wonder there is nothing on the shelf.

After grabbing the magazine box for a thousand nights, just open the box cover and look at it and close it immediately. Black titanium itself is extremely lethal to life, and ordinary humans don't even have to touch it, they're close, and in a few hours, most of their lives are destroyed and they die slowly. He also feels a hidden pain on the surface of his skin, even though he has the physique of blood.

Thousands of nights are very satisfied with these gains. With two black titanium annihilation bombs in hand, you will also have a great chance to hit your opponent if you encounter a human battle. Now that the Ghostbuster has appeared, it is clear that his last journey to the Zhao Valve will not be calm.

The only thing that is unfortunate is that he does not now have a weapon in his hand that would cause a great deal of damage to the Dark War, and the handmade 'bullet’ of the master of Dog Claw Town has considerable power, unfortunately it has been used on Zaren. The mystery silver and black crystals traded in Thousand Nights were just going to check on their return trip to see if there was a chance to find that Master to make another bullet.

Thousands of nights followed the passage when they arrived, returning to the Lycan stronghold.

In just one hour, the already wretched pavement was almost cleaned up, and even the holes in the walls were repaired. The werewolf shopkeepers and escorts all regained the attitude they deserved to open their doors for business, at least nobody appeared hostile to the thousand nights.

Just after crossing the threshold of the hall, a werewolf approached and said William was waiting for him.

As he walked into a room on the western side of the second floor, William was looking at a map and thinking.

A thousand nights glance at the map, the terrain is very strange, not only can't see where it is, but can't even tell which continent it is on. And most of the illustrations and markings he'd never seen before were hard to make sense of.

William's eyebrows frowned and obviously had a problem.