Monarch of Evernight

The sharp blade cuts through the skin, penetrates the chest, dissects the nucleus, and eventually stops in the center of the nucleus. A drop of blood beads wrapped in gold grains rolled out along the snow blade and fell into the mouth of the night eye.

Blood on the eyes quickly thickened, even forming a light red mist on the body surface, with a hint of golden loading floating. After a while, the breath of the night eyes gradually stabilized, and the heartwarming fragrance could no longer be smelled.

Thousands of nights perceived her condition in the body, seeing that the nucleus was supplemented by a powerful source of blood, had begun to repair and finally relieved herself. He looked at the surroundings, picked a new gap, and behind him was a small, independent space, and anyone who wanted to go that way had to cross the cave hall and a half-closed passage.

Thousand nights he lifted his eyes, but before he stood up, his face was white and his legs were soft. He held his elbow against the ground before falling into his night eyes, while his other hand tried to hold onto his body and almost fell down. Weekdays can control the body of the most endless muscles, and now they look strange and unusually powerless.

This is the result of a severe injury to the blood nucleus, taking a deep breath at night and waiting for a sudden fainting. His struggle resulted in a splinter wound on his chest, bloodshed and wet open jacket.

Coughed a few times during the night and a lot of blood was sprayed in his mouth. He pressed his hand against the chest wound, and the dark gold and purple blood in his body seemed to perceive a major trauma, all coming out of the script, swimming round and round the nucleus, constantly spitting out silk life, trying to repair the cracks in the surface of the nucleus.

A few moments later, a thousand nights later, the knife wounds on the chest were no longer bleeding, but the wounds on the nucleus were not so easy to heal. He stood up little by little and moved his eyes into a good hidden space.

Lay her eyes flat for a thousand nights, make her feel more comfortable, wipe off all the dust and dust on her face carefully, watch quietly, then stand up slowly, some dragging Dongyue hard to the outside of the lobby.

At night, a shadow-covered corner was found in a dark passage, sitting against a hole wall. He flipped through Andorian space and finally found a box of cigarettes. After grabbing the knife at night, the cigarette roll was carefully cut open, and a whole tube of fortified stimulant was added to it, then re-rolled and lit.

It was so simple, he couldn't help but tremble, and it was hard to do. This is because the feeling of physical powerlessness has not yet completely passed, and now the thousand nights finally know what it feels like to have a severely traumatized blood nucleus, like a bottomless black hole beneath you, and the power keeps falling.

At night, the cigarette came to his mouth and took a deep inhale, suddenly a spicy needle burst straight into his lungs, choking him to cough a few more times. However, as the overdose of stimulant entered the body, he immediately felt a mental shock.

In a maze-like passage, a Paz Viscount is running at high speeds, stopping from time to time to see traces of cave walls and ground residue, showing a gradual excitement on his face, as his night vision leaves more traces, indicating that his injuries are getting worse and worse, and he is getting closer.

Night vision has been severely traumatized by Edward. Without the ability to harbor blood, it could have passed directly through the territory of many fierce giant beasts and would have been caught up. And the Viscount himself was a good sneaker, and after a long distance of pursuit, he was on the level of strength, walking away from his fellow strong and chasing him alone.

The Viscount couldn't help but smile excitedly and cruelly when he saw a great achievement coming into his own hands.

The Viscount was frightened when the sound of heavy objects falling at the end of the front passage sounded. Can't believe he didn't notice any creature in front of him? The blood Viscount also reacted slowly, an emergency stop flashed into the shadow of several stone columns next to him, first hiding his movements before looking to the end of the tunnel.

Just like the other tunnels in this underground depths, the dark lacquered front has only one unknown fungus emitting a luminous glow of green. In this way, if there is no more light than total darkness, all the blood Viscounts born with night vision can barely see the end of the tunnel.

In the middle of the tunnel, a heavy sword is inserted obliquely and a man stands behind the sword. At this distance, the blood Viscount could barely tell that it seemed to be a man, and the face and race could not be seen clearly.

The Viscount of the Blood consciously came all the way here to stay in a state of dive, and immediately disappeared after being shocked by the sound. According to the theory, it is unlikely that the other party has discovered itself, it should just happen to appear here.

But this passage is the end of a curve, looking at the direction of the luminescent fungi in front of it, and then it may be another cave hall, which means it's a must for catching up with the night vision.

The Viscount didn't really want to fester the extraneous branches, but he didn't seem to have a choice, so he estimated the distance, pulled out the short gun, and slowly injected the force.

At the end of the aisle, lighting another cigarette for a thousand nights, he took a hard breath and said: "Come out, don't hide, I've seen you for a long time. ”

Viscount Blood suddenly startled, the other spoken a generic language, listening to the word habit and accent should be human. However, in this dark environment, there are more means of family perception than people, and there is a wider range of perceptions, which makes no sense to be discovered by the other party first.

But now that the whereabouts have been revealed, the use of short guns is less effective. The Viscount of Blood stepped out of the shadow, inserted the short gun back into the holster, pulled out the sword, and laughed: “I was going to make you feel better about dying, but since you're not happy with yourself, it's my fault. But you still have a chance to answer my question honestly, there's a black-haired, black-eyed female bloodline that just passed through here a while ago. Have you seen it? ”

Looking at the rapidly approaching Viscount of the Blood, the thousand nights are not ready for battle, just smoking, fingering behind you, “You mean the eyes? She's not far away. ”

The Viscount of Blood was overjoyed, "Really? How far is she? How's she doing? ”

After a series of questions were thrown, he looked at the smile of a thousand nights, the blood Viscount realized that the situation was wrong, and shocked: “You are human! How do you know her name is Night Eyes? What else do you know? ”

Smoke again at night and say, "I also know you don't need the answers to these questions anymore. ”

The Viscount of Blood's face suddenly went down, cold-blooded: “I think you smoked this last cigarette too long, too. ”

“This cigarette, it's very useful.” Thousands of nights said, revealing a clear and clear smile to the Viscount of Blood.

The Viscount of the Blood suddenly heard the hidden waves of the sea in his ears when warning signs were raised in his heart! The unspeakable tremendous pressure fell on him, he shouted, the blood around him just flashed and disappeared, then his knees heaved and he fell on his knees.

Lifting Dongyue single-handedly for a thousand nights, he chopped off his head with a sword in the appalling gaze of the Viscount of Blood, chopping him in half.

Dongyue continued to fall, and most of the blade blades fell deep into the ground. Instead of pulling it out for a thousand nights, he unbuttoned the handle of his sword, drew his blood blade, walked to the body of the Viscount of Blood, and leaned over and looked. Unfortunately, this sword fell too precisely, even the Viscount's blood nucleus was divided into two parts, and even the quicker it was handed down at a thousand nights, less than a third of the original blood could be drawn.

She shrugged her shoulders at night, reminding herself to make appropriate corrections to the sword style in the future. With these semen supplements, however, he immediately felt much less powerlessness falling down his entire body, as he also seemed to have breathed a breath of dark gold and purple blood, which began to slow down due to too much travel, but was still far from boiling blood.

At the end of the day, we bounced off the cigarette butt of Mars and lit another cigarette. He did not sit down and still stood against the wall of the hole, each cigarette being a powerful stimulant that stimulated his tired and dying body to remain in combat.

Suddenly there was a dull voice in the passage: "Eating the truth is ugly. Which clan are you descended from? ”

The sound was very sudden and the distance was not well judged, and no one was seen. Thousands of nights, however, did not seem unexpected and seemed to know that such a man was hiding beside him.

He was still not in a hurry, still holding the cigarette in his left hand, sucking the blood blade on his right wrist a circle to retract the sheath, then holding the handle of Dongyue sword in his right hand, but didn't mention it, just a faint sermon: “This ghost place, if there is anything to eat, it doesn't matter if it looks good or not. ”

An elderly man of dignified blood stepped out of the darkness and his dress was spotlessly stained. Even after such a long battle, every button embedded in his clothes was still polished with snow.

This is the oldest of its kind, the Paz crest on the neck is made of a variety of gemstones, obviously master-class handmade. He looked at the night with contempt and contempt in his eyes and a hidden consternation.

The old blood and the dead Viscount came to the scene at about the same time. Of course, the Viscount could not detect the whereabouts of his earl. He also wanted the Viscount to go first and see the truth of the thousand nights. He could not have killed the Viscount with one sword, so that he could not help.

But the more confused the Count of the Blood was, he thought the Thousand Nights was an individual, and that sword was obviously driven by the Force of Dawn. But the next thing I knew, I saw a thousand nights take out a blood sucking blade and draw the Viscount's blood, which almost made him think his perception had been distorted by this ghost place again, but the thousand nights of answers confirmed that he was right.

Then there is only one possibility: the other is a hybrid of blood and ethnicity, who has awakened the Holy Blood, but has not yet completely devoured the Force of Dawn. This speculation adds to the contempt in the eyes of the blood counts, who have little place in the blood community, who may acquire some strange abilities, but are doomed to fail to break beyond the counts to become truly powerful.

“I am Count Robinson of the Paz clan, who are you and what does that have to do with night vision? Give her to me and I'll make you die a lot happier. ”

Thousand Nights laughed, "Do all of you Paz like to talk to yourself? ”

“I never joke about people.” Robinson's face is frosty.

“I don't like jokes either. ”

“Tell me where the night eyes are, otherwise...”

“No need, let's do it! ”

Robinson's face flashed with anger, pulled out a bright red sword, his wrist trembled, his sword vibrated, and he actually made a chorusy high song, pointing to the thousand nights.

A thousand nights smile, slowly pull out Dongyue, the blind blade lifts up, each movement has a concentrated mountainous threat.

The unknown palpitations once again appeared in Robinson's heart. He is cautious and steady and is known for his dangerous instincts. At this moment, there is something strange in your mind, and then you look carefully at the expression of the thousand nights, and suddenly you feel like something is hidden inside each other's smile. Does that seem proud?

Robinson stopped immediately, staring at the thousand nights, and slowly said, "You're hurt. ”

A thousand nights of smiling, "Everyone can see this. ”

Robinson's eyebrows slowly locked, and he grinned, “Do you want me to do it now? Maybe in a little while, you'll fall down yourself. ”

“Then just wait.” Thousands of nights seem peaceful.

In this way, Robinson was somewhat bottomless, looking at the thousand nights in doubt, wondering if he was going to go backwards, actually trying to delay the time.

Just as he was indulging, Robinson's back suddenly raised a chill, like an ice line, going all the way from the waist to the back of his head. For a while, he couldn't tell if it was true chills or the illusion of killing machines.

Robinson turned around and looked at the way he came.