Monarch of Evernight

With a slight movement in the heart of a thousand nights, there is indeed a mystery in the way that the werewolves sacrifice their ancestors. But what is really valuable is the dark force that seeps through the walls of the cave, and no wonder the bloodlines choose to set up the array of forces here.

Didn't stay in place for a thousand nights and continued to walk deep. Originally a natural cave, it winds all the way down to about the end of the mountain. The werewolves renovated the five-storey stone hall as an ancestral cemetery, occupying only a small section of it, and then went in to maintain the original appearance of the tunnel.

The deeper you go, the stronger that feeling becomes. Now it is clear that one's blood and force resonate with something in the underworld, and it seems that there are secrets hidden beneath this land.

Turning to the elder chief for a thousand nights, he asked, "Do you have any specialties around here? Ore, for example. ”

The elder chief shook his head: "Nothing of particular value. If you give birth, the glands of the elk in the forest and the spine of the white fish in the lake not far away, it's probably the most expensive material that can be used as a force medium. Oh, there's some wild medicine on the hill, but it's not particularly rare. ”

“Then why did Blacktooth choose this place to settle? ”

A werewolf elder next to him sighed and replied: "Because the land was so barren that no one wanted it, it gave it razor teeth. Compared to those tribes in Count Stucker's core territory, we are not only outsiders, we are later. ”

A thousand nights nodded, without strong enough power there was no voice, and the distribution of benefits was not even wrong. “When the situation stabilizes, I can give you a new place," he said. ”

“Where?” The Elder Werewolf became alert immediately.

The elders laughed bitterly, "No matter where you go, it can't be worse than here. ”

Elder Werewolf thought so and stopped saying anything.

Thousand nights saw here has confirmed the abnormality of Qingfeng Mountain, he is not familiar with the exploration of the mineral veins, and did not have the idea of going back to the source by himself. Now he swept the surrounding environment again, and kept in mind the situation of the force change, so he greeted the werewolves to return to the ground.

“I'll go first, and when the situation stabilizes outside, I'll send someone to take you to the new territory. In the meantime, it is best for the tribesmen not to go out and clash with my warriors. ”

The elder chief promised that there would be no more stops for a thousand nights. The return journey was much faster, and the mountain crocodiles remained in their original areas for the time being, with no obvious signs of outward expansion. With familiarity with the terrain, the thousand nights quickly bypassed the gates and returned directly to the Dark Fire Camp.

Shortly after his arrival, the guards reported that there was a woman outside the camp, named after a thousand nights, who claimed to be the Viscount's messenger.

“Woman?” Brudo made the decision within the prescribed time, unexpectedly, but did not expect that the conservative werewolf was sent by a female messenger.

He walked into the reception tent and saw a woman sitting on a chair with her back straight and hands slightly crossed on her knees, waiting quietly. She couldn't say how beautiful she was, but her eyebrows were clear and her pale face revealed some morbid weakness.

When the woman heard the sound of her footsteps, she turned her head and stood up to meet an empire and said, "You are Lord Thousand Nights, on behalf of Viscount Brudo, to negotiate a surrender. ”

She walked to the throne at night and raised her hand to show that she sat down too. Instead of opening her mouth immediately, she weighed the woman up and down. In his true vision, she revealed a lot of secrets.

This woman is indeed a human being, a human being, who can't see anything wrong with her veins at least for a thousand nights. But all she had was dark force, and no dawn force existed.

That's kind of funny, because in this woman, the ground rules for the power of the two main camps, Dawn and Everlasting Night, were almost subverted.

Humans are naturally the creatures of dawn, which can be considered compatible compared to other races. Some secretly advance or awaken their talents with dark ingredients, while others cultivate dark forces in pursuit of greater power.

After all, however, this is a minority, and many of them end up inevitably eroded by darkness and mutated bodies. But this woman is completely a dark force in her body, but she can maintain the appearance of human beings, and she can't even see the anomalies in her true vision for thousands of nights.

“It was surprising that Brudo would send a human being to be his messenger. ”

The woman bluntly said, "It's no surprise, is it? Besides, if I wasn't human, how could I have seen you so smoothly? That line up ahead is no good. ”

“Why would Brudo believe you when he should prefer the traditional faction among werewolves? ”

“This is a secret, please allow me to make a few reservations. ”

I shook my head at night, "No, it's about whether I should trust you, whether you really represent Brudo. If you won't, then go back and let him explain himself. ”

The woman looked slightly cold, "Lord Thousand Nights, are you determined to fight the Viscount? We have thousands of brave warriors! ”

“I even ran away from the Count and cared about a Viscount? In fact, I'm willing to sit down and talk because, personally, I appreciate the way the werewolves are going, so if the purpose of sitting here is to try to get more out of it with some pointless tongues, you can go now. ”

The voice of the thousand nights is not high or low, but with unquestionable toughness.

The woman's face lagged behind and then softened her voice. The divine color was a bit of a grudge, “Lord Thousand Nights, you really don't understand the pity of the jade. ”

“You're not that pretty. ”

The woman held onto her and laughed bitterly: "You are... really... straightforward, with no mercy. ”

“Situations like this give more to other people, less to themselves. So my scenario, it's always given only to people close to me.” Thousands of nights are colder, “you've wasted a lot of my time, that's it.” Go ahead and stand up.

The woman sighed and said, "Well, the bottom line for Viscount Brudo is to keep the same rights and status under Count Stucker. If you can promise that, then he will surrender, or else he will fight for it. ”

"There's no problem with that. That's what I gave him at the time. But if you go back with a word, I hope the Viscount knows that even in the end of the bloody battle, the damage caused to me is within the bounds of what I can afford. But he and all the werewolves will die, so stop threatening me with war! ”

The woman fought a cold war on her own, and she felt a little hidden pain in her skin when the killings overflowed her body like substance.

She smiled, “That's the deal. There is also a small request that, externally, Viscount Brudo needs nominal independence, otherwise it would be difficult to subdue some of the people in the territory. ”

'Yes,' nodded Thousand Night. But his territory will be changed. ”

“Change of territory?” The woman watched with alarm and vigilance.

“His territory is now too close to the border, and I will find him a plot of land near the Earl's Leader for all the Lycan tribes to live in. You know, the east will be officially divided into ethnically controlled areas, and if there are werewolves living openly, I might have some trouble with the Empire. ”

The woman thought, "I get it. I will try to convince Brudo that as long as the new territory is not too bad, there should be no problem.” Speaking of which, she laughed at herself and said, "But if it's property, it's hard to find a worse spot in this earl's collar. ”

A thousand nights is a little strange, “Why? I heard that Brudo challenged Stuka, and although he lost, he should be able to fight for a more resourceful territory. To be honest, Brudo is still much better than the other two Viscounts. ”

“Is it not because of the ancient tradition of werewolves?” There is a slight irony in the woman's tone, "most of the werewolves on this land believe in ancient traditions, that is, they believe that only physical strength is truly their own power, and that equipment and even the array of forces is something that only the weak can use. Think about it, they don't need anything at all, and they don't feel like they're missing anything. As long as there is a forest to supply herbs and meat, a river with fish to change flavors will be satisfied. Mineral resources, for example, are meaningless to them. ”

A thousand nights suddenly, then some unspeakable feelings.

The woman stood up and said, "If Lord Thousand Nights had nothing else to say, I would have answered the Viscount and asked him to arrange matters on the territory as soon as possible and prepare for the relocation. ”

Thousands of nights called the woman ready to leave.

When the woman turned around and saw a pair of sophisticated short guns pointing at herself, she couldn't help but wonder, "Lord Thousand Nights, why do you have to do this? Whatever you want, just say it, and I... will obey as long as I can.” Speaking of which, her eyebrows in the corner suddenly revealed an unspeakable flair.

The eyes of the thousand nights didn't fluctuate at all, "I don't need to obey, I'm just suddenly curious about your origins. Perhaps you should introduce yourself, or I might find you more valuable than Viscount Brudo. So I don't mind giving up the submissiveness of these werewolves and taking you back to the Empire, where many experts are good at letting secrets go. ”

The woman's eyes flashed with light, watching the raw force lines gradually light up on the peanuts, finally smiling bitterly to relax the body ready for momentum.

She opened her hands beside her and made a harmless gesture, "I am confident to escape from the Viscount, but I have lost my temper in the face of you who are not yet warriors. Well, allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Ruo Yu, from the Winged Continent, and I belong to the crawler in the dark. It's a huge organization beyond your imagination, and I, just one of the ordinary members, am very ordinary. ”

“The crawler in the dark? Interesting name.” Thousands of nights still have no expression on their faces, but their hearts are full of waves. He had never heard of such an organization, but the Winged Continent was one of the Middle Continents, which had always belonged to the Dark Country and to which humankind rarely set foot.