Monarch of Evernight

Doyle was surprised to hear about it. Although the Blood Wars do not divide the war zones, since the Monroe are hunting here, who will intervene to rob them of their prey?

Twilight laughed and played a song finger, throwing the little thing in his hand to Dulle. "Don't worry, the kid's trouble is still behind him. To kill him, but the people themselves. ”

Dulle grabbed the thing and looked closely at it, it was formless metal, and when it landed on his hand, it felt burning. He immediately emitted a blood gas in his palm to isolate the metal surface.

This is the warhead that sniped the Night of the Thousand, containing the secret silver component. Secret silver is added only when artificially constructed physical bullets are added, and lead and titanium are exacerbated on both sides of the dark race. But the warhead seems to still have some dark force surrounding it, though it's already very weak, and it hasn't escaped Dulle's senses.

Dulle said with some regret: "The boy is strong and it's a shame that he died in other people's hands. ”

Twilight said faintly: “You guys are not too weak to eat the squad ahead of me, so I had to do it. Now I'm being watched by a terrible human strongman who's been watching me around. If you do it with that kid, you can't kill him with one blow, even if you only use the second move, she could catch the chance to kill you. Do you want me dead that much? ”

“Ah! My men dare not!” Dullerton was shocked and a little ashamed, but he also had doubts. How dare he act under the iron curtain when he can kill the Twilight Powerful?

Twilight sees what he thinks, “The man is very powerful, not completely defenseless even in the face of celestial ghost identities. Once she fights, of course, she will be alerted to the Iron Curtain, but as long as the battle is short enough, it is not far from the edge of the Iron Curtain, and even if the Heavenly Ghost shows up, there is a good chance that she will escape the Iron Curtain. ”

Dulle took a breath of cool air, instinctively turned around, even the celestial ghost can resist one or two characters, trying to kill him is only a matter of turning hands. Such a man wandered around all the time, but he didn't even notice a trace of it.

“Master, what do we do now? Shall we inform the clan and find the man and kill him? ”

Twilight didn't care: “No, as long as I don't do it, be vigilant, she can't do anything about it, or she'll be killed by Heavenly Ghost before she kills me. So if I don't do anything, I can hold her here and do a lot of good for our side of the battle. All right, let's get this place cleaned up. Let's go. ”

Soon, Dulle commanded his men to bury all the bodies, pack the military certificates and clean up the scene.

Before leaving, Twilight glanced at the direction of the thousand nights fleeing, revealing a funny laugh and whispering: “Don't die, otherwise I might be sad too! ”

On a hill a mile away, a young girl sits with a sniper gun longer than her body in her arms. The height was windy and cold, but she was wearing a thin white dress with her arms and thighs exposed and seemed to have no idea what cold was.

She couldn't move, as if she was thinking about something. A mountain breeze blew through, blowing the girl's long hair, suddenly a bunch of ink hair fell off and flew away with the wind. And there was an extra long line of blood on her cheek, slowly seeping out several blood beads.

The girl reached out her hand, touched her face, and put it in front of her eyes. The blood on her fingertips was particularly pungent. She was a little confused, and her pupils were filled with night shadows.

He turned around, was hit by a sniper bomb, and then flied backwards. In the process, a sniper with a distinct blood style flashed in the hands of a thousand nights, and then a nuclear bullet grew bigger until it filled the pupil!

The girl suddenly fought a cold war and awoke from confusion, unconsciously seeping fine sweat beads from the tip of her nose.

And just then, she heard a fine cry in her ear: "Skylight, where are you? Come see me. ”

Quickly remove the rifle holder of the sniper gun in a blank shot and carry it behind your back so that the oversized gun does not affect movement. She was like a spirited leopard, running lightly in the mountains, and in a blink of an eye she went down the mountain and disappeared into the jungle.

A moment later, blank lights came under an ancient tree. Here stands a woman with large sleeves in wide clothes, convex and white.

The white concave glanced at the sniper gun behind the teenage girl, which was obviously bigger than the human sniper gun and had a dark, gorgeous style, but had a slightly rougher smell than the blood gun. It's a demonic sniper gun, much rarer than a blood sniper gun.

White concave double eyebrows slightly raised, asked: "Robbed? ”

At this moment, the blank photograph is a well-behaved and somewhat timid young girl, softly saying: "Lucky for me, I met a dying demon, and this came into my hands. If you want, it's yours. ”

The white bump didn't know what to think, but a moment later he sighed slightly and asked: “Is it working? ”

nodded in blank.

“You don't reject dark forces, the original cultivation method is very rare, and even the cultivation speed is no worse than my white valve heart method. But let me remind you that if the Dark Force completely suppresses the Dawn Force, you are likely to be completely transformed into the Everlasting Party. ”

“I know I'll always be human.” Blank shot.

The white bump sighed again and said, "The next time you're free to hunt, it might be hell under the iron curtain, but it's the best hunting ground for you. Just remember not to be too indulgent, and try not to kill anyone on our side if it is not necessary. ”

Blank glanced down and said softly, "I'll try to control it. ”

“Good, then I'll go. ”

Blank and raised her head, this time her face was not fake, “Where are you going? ”

The white concave pointed to the darkest sky above his fingers and said, “This guy is already paying attention to me, he can't stay long. But before I go, I'm going to teach that blood woman across the street a profound lesson and let her go back to bed for a while. So at least for the next few days, you don't have to worry about her. ”

Go ahead, touch the girl's head and turn around. She was not walking as fast as usual, but disappeared deep into the forest between her eyes.

The blank light stood in place, still motionless, and kept his head down as a good boy. But at an angle no one saw, that petal-like pink lip had a slightly weird smile on it. She waited a little longer before she looked up and sniffed hard in the air before walking in the right direction.

Oddly enough, the thousand nights are in the direction of blank choices.

Leaning on a tree for thousands of nights, pull open your chest clothes and prepare to examine the wounds. However, his movements suddenly stopped, his ears listened carefully, and there was a slight noise of sand in the forest, and someone was approaching quickly.

Step over a thousand nights, circle behind a tree, and stand tight.

Several shadows travel through the forest quickly and with terrible agility. A thousand nights of silence, like a stone sculpture, suddenly Dongyue swept across, a figure just past the ancient tree, suddenly cut by a sword waist.

The rest of the shadows were stagnant, that is, the momentary kung fu, the thousand nights rushed behind the other shadow, Dongyue pierced from his back heart and protruded from his chest.

Most of them came after blood fighters. There was only one werewolf. The blood people were naturally known for their agility and speed, and after a thousand nights of injuries, they had to leave room to guard against hidden cold guns. This eliminated each other, but they couldn't get rid of these dark fighters.

At this moment, two companions were killed, but the rest of the blood fighters were frightened and one of them stormed the thousand nights without fear.

Thousands of nights waved Dongyue, sweeping east and west, seemingly lawless, but the sword was heavy as a mountain. These blood fighters were unable to stop even a single sword, and most of them were severed with a single weapon.

More than a dozen Dark Warriors were slaughtered in the blink of an eye, leaving only one at night. In his impression, it was this guy who had discovered his whereabouts far away. Thousands of nights are dying to know why, and knowing that when all is hidden, it is the Viscount of Darkness who walks by, and it is difficult to discover his presence.

And this blood warrior is just a knight, but he is able to find out exactly where he is, and his acute perception almost matches that of a mutated beast under the iron curtain.

It's a middle-aged bloodline who may have survived for centuries, but still only a little bit of strength, and should be a small part of the Monroe clan. In the battle he had just fought, he had not shown himself, had been slapped on his back by a sword for thousands of nights, immediately broken several bones and completely lost his ability to act.

And he walked up to him at night, and with Dongyue, he stood on the chest of the Bloody Knight, and said, "How did you find me? ”

“Monroe warriors will not yield. Kill me! ”

A thousand nights of sneering, "Don't want to say it, really, I have a way to get you to talk. Like melting silver juice into blood vessels a little bit. What do you say? ”

The blood knight was shocked, his face completely changed, and he lost his voice: "You, you devil! ”

“It's also a good idea to open a small hole in your chest, melt the silver, drop by drop," he continued. ”

The juice containing the secret silver runs in the blood vessels and burns them all to ash. The mysterious silver melts and drips into the blood family's heart, causing permanent damage and no longer condensing the hemorrhagic nucleus. The scariest thing is not this way of dying, but if the amount is well controlled, that bloodline can live for quite a while.

This is one of the most feared forms of torture of the several ethnic groups, most of which are inventions of the human race, and a small part of which are masterpieces of the Dark Race itself. Coming from the Red Scorpion, many of them interact with various dark races and are naturally trained at the professional level on how to use their sentences.

Seeing the blood knight's face constantly changing, he knew that the fire was almost over, just need to push harder. He took out a clandestine silver nuclear bullet, removed the warhead, and raised his hand to a bright light, so that the warhead pinched in his palm gradually softened and the silver reflection seemed to begin to flow.

“Me, I said!” The Blood Knight finally couldn't resist the stress.

Thousands of nights didn't stop working, “Go ahead, I'm listening. ”

“Yes..." the bloody knight had just spoken and suddenly felt an anomaly at night, as if the surrounding environment had changed at this moment. This change cannot be expressed in words, and it is not even that part of the body that is directly stimulated, as if it exists only in the senses.

Nevertheless, the thousand nights he had walked from the line of life and death had moved, almost instinctively crossing one step and turning around. Immediately after that unusual sensation, there was an entity that hid a little shady cold in his back waist.