Monarch of Evernight

“War? That's all?” Girls' answers make a thousand nights feel a little strange. Is this vibrant, beautiful girl still a war madman?

“For this, of course! War is war, war is war, war is war, war is war, war is war, war is war. I have made it clear that there is no limit to Daqin's exchange of military service this time. ”

“So you're not an empire, are you?” Thousand nights asked.

The teenage girl flashed a dangerous colour in her eyes.

Leaning on the console for a thousand nights, he wrapped his hands around it and said faintly: "Okay, put down the gun you hid under the cape, it won't do me any good. I just can't stand there and let you blow me away. ”

The girl hesitated and slowly pulled a pistol from under the cape and placed it on the ground. Although it looked like a pistol, it was not known how many times bigger than the average model, and the single gun had a fist size.

The barrel was thick, causing the corner of the eye to jump slightly, somehow thinking of Zhao Yuxue's ‘Kaishan’. If a gun of this magnitude had the same power and barrel size, there was even some doubt at night that the back seat of a single shot would break the little girl's wrist.

“I didn't want to shoot you, just, just a little scared. You take me to Black Stream, I haven't paid for your boat yet!” Adolescent girls try to explain.

He waved his hand at night and said, "Well, it doesn't matter. But are you really just going to war to earn military service? The battlefield is huge. Why must we go to Black River City? ”

“Because only there is a great battle, and that is the battlefield that suits me. ”

Thousand Nights eyebrows slightly raised and asked, "Where are you from? It sounds like you've fought a lot of wars. ”

The girl hesitated for a moment and said, "I am a Gogh, 17 years old. I started going to war when I was ten. We Gogh are ten years old, and we are qualified warriors. ”

“Gaohu?” The term is somewhat familiar, suddenly remembers something, and asks surprisingly: "Is that the race that gave birth to the warrior? ”

The young girl said, "We Gogh are born soldiers, and we make a living from it. We don't have a fixed home, where there's war, where we live. ”

Thousands of nights laughed and said, "But I've heard that almost all Gaohu are on the rebel side. And I belong to the Imperial Army. ”

“That's because the Imperial Army pays too little and always sends us to die. We're warriors, not cannon dust!” The girl argued.

“You said you were Gogh, prove it to me. ”

The girl hesitated, slowly lifting the cloak, then untied the top and revealed the tight tactical vest inside. Her skin is wheat-coloured and has a soft glow, but what attracts attention is a few light silver lines on the skin's surface that look like the lines of a force array.

And her left arm is half mechanical, half flesh, and the piece goes deep into the skin and is already connected to the flesh. It appears that this mechanical structure has enabled her to emit a massive force that is disproportionate in shape, wielding a power hammer weighing nearly 100 kilograms, and using powerful guns.

“Indeed!” Released in the heart of a thousand nights.

“You don't think we're monsters, do you?” The teenage girl asked with some grudge.

“No, I haven't, but at least I've heard of the Gaohu. Well, tell me your name.” Thousands of nights show the teenage girl putting on her clothes, covering her impressive body.

“My name is Black Moon, and I am the youngest level 3 modifier in the clan! I'm awesome!” The teenage girl has a pretty small breast and looks very proud.

The Gaohu are a peculiar race, small in number, roaming all continents, all of whom are naturally born fighters and mechanics. Takahu is famous for transforming fighters, combining force mechanics with the body to create powerful fighters. In this regard, the Gaohu people are far ahead of the Qin Empire.

The Empire has also secretly carried out many years of transformation experiments, but at most reaching the level of secondary transformation, the experiment will not withstand dramatic changes in the body and die. But the most famous transformation fighter of the Gaohu can reach the fifth level, which is a walking, thinking steel giant, purely a war machine.

After years of experimentation, the Empire came to the preliminary conclusion that the Gogh people's transformation techniques and their particular physique were related to birth, and that the Empire's desire to achieve that strength, at least with the potential to become a Class 13 or higher warlord, also lost the significance of transformation. When I was in the Red Scorpion a thousand nights ago, I saw this conclusion, but the specific information had no authority.

At a very young age, the Black Moon reached the sixth level of nuclear power and the third level of transformation fighter, which is rare.

Seeing that she was indeed a Gaohu, she believed her earlier explanation. The Black Moon should indeed come as a reward for military service. I did not expect the effects of blood warfare to be increasing, such as the giant vortex, where the outer rim has begun to gradually involve other continents, other races.

“What happens if you meet other Gaohu men on the battlefield? ”

“Of course it is. It is with the highest respect for our opponents that we Gaohu men do our utmost to let them die on the battlefield.” Little Black Moon answered naturally.

Thousands of nights are a bit speechless, and the Gogh, as legend has it, is a crazy and uniquely religious race.

The floating boat flies in the dark night, and the rhythmic engine sounds are heard for a long time, so it doesn't feel so loud. Throughout the night, the black moon seemed tired, climbing up and down the entire floating boat, always opening and looking where it could be dismantled. She even climbed onto the airbag on top of the ship for half a day to study it.

Standing still in front of the console for thousands of nights, it stayed motionless for hours, only occasionally adjusting the height and direction of the floating boat.

“How can you stand so long alone?” The Dark Moon appeared more than once beside the Thousand Nights, curious to ask.

The little guy who can't afford this moment doesn't understand why he can't move the place for so long and can't even see how he has changed his posture. Every thousand nights is a smile, not an answer.

Ever since I coagulated into the nucleus, I suddenly felt that I seemed much more sedated. That is the silence that awaits the opening of a grand world in front of us.

Everlasting night under the iron curtain sword shadow, the waves are raging, and a small town in the north is as peaceful as it used to be. As a transit hub for most of the Imperial Legion, as well as the Imperial Double Pit Line Command, it is perhaps the safest place in the national territory at this moment.

Even outside the iron curtain, the everlasting daylight is brief, but at 3 p.m., the sun is tilting as if it were going to fall to the horizon the next minute.

Lin Xitang walked slowly on Qingshi Avenue in the small town, beside only one close friend. He loves walking back and forth from headquarters to his residence. There were more soldiers in uniform than civilians in the city, and from time to time people stopped to salute him.

All of a sudden everyone looked up to the sky and a long white cloud crossed half the city and fell south. It looks like a trajectory left by a floating boat flying at high speeds, but at this moment, only one person, Bochum Chang, would cross directly over the small city without hesitation.

Lin Xitang retracted his gaze and continued to walk towards the residence south of the city. Behind the family, as their name suggests, stone words, follow silently, without a word.

His residence is actually a small makeshift military camp arranged according to the style of the field. The two large accounts of the Chinese army position belong to Lin Xitang and Zhang Boqian. Outside is the barracks of the Legion of the North Prefecture and the Thunder Mounted Guard. Then the periphery is the residence of the senior officers of the Legion who participated in this bloody battle.

Lin Xitang walked to his door and suddenly reached out his hand and stopped, then the door opened automatically. He looked at the man in the cumbersome formal king's suit and was stunned for a moment, and he laughed: "Are you back? ”

In the character of Zhang Baoqian, he did not wear this stacked dress on a daily basis. A few days ago, he left forever to return to the upper mainland. Did he go to Tidu and participate in the Great Hall of Fame?

Zhang Baoqian's eyebrows were hazy and Yingwei's body stood there, bringing tremendous pressure like the mountains above the sky. He looked straight into Lin Xitang's eyes. "What's going on?!” He waved his hand and threw something over his head.

Lin Xitang suddenly did not wait for him to reach for it. The stack stopped empty just a foot in front of him. It was actually some documents, but the format was not the kind that prevailed outside, but a three-fold parchment paper, occasionally flashing through the raw force. This is a special compromise for the ministers of the Empire. The array attached thereto is actually a Force Seal, indicating the identity of the pedestrian.

Lin Xitang was familiar with government affairs. At first glance, he distinguished the crest of several households and the imperial ministry, all of which belonged to the higher minister and the Marquis and above. This means that these are not ordinary folds and should not have appeared here at all, even if the content involves matters that need to be implemented, they should have been copied and the original sealed in the Cabinet archives.

He stretched out his hand, folded it in his hand, didn't open it, and asked, "Did you take it out of the cabinet? ”

Zhang Baoqian laughed at him, “Lin Xitang, these are the chapters that impeached you at the Great Dynasty. ”

Lin Xitang said softly: "Impeach me? Isn't that normal?” From the son of the Earl of Sosuke to this position today, Lin Xitang is not counted as an enemy. He has experienced a few bloody storms. Impeachment in the Chapel is truly a bright and righteous means.

Zhang Baoqian said sharply: “So it is normal for even your Impeachment Party to follow the opposite side of the wall, to clamp down on the military merit, strip the layers full of selfish bags, disrupt the blood war order, and form a party to strike at the dissidents? ”

Lin Xitang actually just saw that the badges are the new noble ministry, or the people close to the imperial family. He did not speak for a moment and remained silent until he faded away: “The division over the chapel is only a matter of interest. I am loyal only to His Majesty. ”

Uncle Zhang calmly said, "Although there is no toast to Don Li in these folds, there is no shortage of their matrimonial relatives the same age. ”

Lin Xitang picked out his eyebrows. I don't understand why Zhang Baoqian suddenly said to the future people, and immediately listened to him: “Is it your idea or His Majesty to seal me up as King Qingyang? ”

Lin Xitang remained silent. It took a while before he was helpless to say: “Is there a difference? ”

Zhang Baoqian's seal was named Qingyang Wang, of course not the cabinet lazy no new words. Qingyang Zhang family is a four-country, remarkable, however, Zhang Boqian is obsessed with martial arts, less theoretical affairs, he inherited the pulse of Dan Guo, not in the main in Zhang Valve.

Zhang Boqian would have impacted the balance of power inside Zhang valve, and the imperial chamber directly sealed the symbol of Zhang valve, Qingyang, to him, not surprisingly exacerbating this contradiction. At least at the forthcoming triennial grand festival ceremony of the Empire, the position belonging to the Zhang Valve, whether by King Qingyang or the current Valve Master Baiguo Station, will become a very delicate question.

The Emperor's attention, nothing more than to have trouble with the first valve of the new King of Heaven, but at the same time, it is also a royal plot, even if the valve can be seen clearly and clearly, it is inevitable that there will be a period of internal unrest.

Zhang Baoqian sneered, “It didn't matter. What do you think I do when I go to Emperor? Did you know that the woman from Pepper House wanted to marry me? ”