Monarch of Evernight

Thousand nights did not answer, mentioned Dongyue, put up his hand, and then stood there quietly. He bathed in the glow of ancient essence and absorbed the void force in it. He was able to regain strength. The confrontation took longer, and the blood Count must be more restless than he.

Indeed, the Count looked heavily, cold-blooded: "You're dead! ”

He fired his gun at an unrecognizable speed from the naked eye, and a force bounced the room in front of him for a thousand nights.

Ballistic trajectories clearly appeared in the true field of view of the thousand nights, and the Blood Count had nothing special about guns, and the thousand nights avoided bullets just by the side. Yet the Blood Count was truly remarkable in his swordsmanship, followed by an extremely fierce bloodstream of flashing cold lights. Thousands of nights have not stood straight, and the blade is in front of us!

All I felt at night was a slight chill sweep on my little arm, which led to a slight pain. It's sword power! He instantly retreated ten meters, Dongyue borrowed momentum and swung, blocking the next dozen swords of the Blood Count, more than a dozen swords connected and turned into a single sound.

“Good sword!” Count Blood's face became more shady, and suddenly he moved his nose and looked at the blade in his hand.

Count Blood's swordsmanship cut open the skin for thousands of nights, and at this moment a drop of blood beads hung on the tip of the sword. It was this bright red drop of blood that was about to come to life, with a strange fragrance that drowned his whole body.

The Earl of Blood put the sword to his mouth, stretched out his long red tongue, slowly licked the blood beads clean, his eyes instantly turned red, praised: "Yum! ”

Thousands of nights frowned. Although the Monroe clan was the original ancestral faction, it was not the toughest group, but the bloodthirsty manifestation of the Blood Count in front of him, and the bloodthirsty clan he had seen about to open a bloody feast, was no different.

The Blood Count inserted a long sword on the ground and pulled out a delicate blood-sucking blade in his arms. The manta wing guard made of red copper had shined brightly and the corners had been rounded. It was obvious that it had a long history, and it might have been handed down by previous generations.

The Blood Count slowly stretched out his blood-sucking fangs and said, "Boy, you were supposed to be a descendant, but you smell great. I really don't want to miss this big meal! ”

He slowly wiped his fingers over the blade of the blood-sucking blade, a piece of the Force pattern appeared, and the Count of Blood turned completely into a dark red pupil filled with excitement, enjoying the panic fear of humans before proceeding to become food. But the thousands of nights were so calm that he felt no shock at all, which destroyed his mood for a meal.

The Earl of Blood roared, his speed soared, lightning poured into the night. Thousand nights retreated from the sword again, and at a time when East Yueme was unable to distribute, he was stopped on the path of his passage.

But this time the Blood Count did not mean to evade the detour, he just waved his hand on Dongyue and forcibly swept away the heavy sword. Though his hand was cut with sword blood and a deep visible bone wound, the blood sucking blade in his hand also stabbed him in the stomach for thousands of nights!

Feeling the hot sperm of blood pouring into the body along the blood sucking blade, the Blood Count instantly enters the boiling blood-state, sending an involuntary moan for the immense joy.

At this point, however, only one sound was heard, and there was an extra blood sucking blade in the hand of the thousand nights, which plunged directly into the chest of the Blood Count and pierced his nucleus. Count Blood, stunned to look at the blood-sucking blade that no longer had a handle on his chest, could not figure out how his defense and body could be so fragile that it would be pierced by a low-level human battle.

The blood gushing from the wound is black and smells like rot for days.

“You... your blood...” The Blood Count finally understood, but it was too late. All of his strength leaked like running water, his body losing support and gradually falling to the ground.

The hand was loose for a thousand nights and no sperm blood was drawn from the blood sucking blade. He grabbed the Blood Count and inserted it into his belly's blood-sucking blade, slowly pulled it out, threw it on the ground, then took off his coat and his already damaged inner armor and strapped the wound to his abdomen.

After all this, I looked up at one place for a thousand nights, "Come out. ”

Night's eyes came out of the darkness, and she glanced at the body that fell on the ground and said, "I am dead in your hands. ”

Thousands of nights are faint: “We were always hostile, I killed blood, you killed imperial warriors, wasn't that why we went to war? ”

Night vision seemed a little confused, "That's right. I killed a lot of Zhao valves, didn't I, Zhao Qiannight? ”

“My name is Thousand Nights and my last name makes no sense. ”

Night eyes took a deep breath, looked up, looked at the thousand nights, eyes gradually became tenacious, “whether the last name makes sense or not, you are an empire. Let you live, I don't know how many more of my people will die in your hands! ”

"So? ”

Night Eyes says word for word: "So I'm going to kill you here! Your glory stained with the blood of the Holy Blood will end here! ”

A thousand nights of smiling helplessly, like remembering something, “Are you dying so soon? That night just passed. ”

Night's eyes couldn't see any expression on his face and said calmly: "That night had no meaning. Any adult life is mate, just instinct. And I remember saying, don't ever see each other on the battlefield again. ”

“Yeah, I said that too.” Thousands of nights are very general, and then another particularly familiar phrase is heard.

“Everlasting night and dawn are the enemies of eternity," said Night Eye. "There is no other possibility! ”

She sighed a thousand nights and looked into her eyes, but saw her clear figure in her eyes. There was a sharp pain in her body during the night, and it was dark before her eyes.

Thousands of nights without false reflection, similarly looked at the night eyes, the pupil control instantly started, only to see her face immediately slightly pale, the clear figure in both eyes distorted, but it actually dissipated. Thousand Nights This counterattack is far less powerful than night vision, but surprisingly, it directly interrupted her pupil technique.

A thousand nights rolling and flashing behind a stone column. The figure just didn't go, and a nuclear bomb blew up where he was standing, blowing up a deep hole.

Thousands of nights against the cold walls of the hole, looking at the place where the bullet landed. He smelled black titanium again from the smoke. Although this is not a Black Titanium Extinguishing Bomb, just like the advanced nuclear bullets that are commonly used by Dark Races, black titanium is also added to improve the killing power of people.

A severe pain came from the chest, pressing hard on the site of the nucleus for thousands of nights to resist the destruction of the pupil surgery, he mobilized almost all the remaining blood gas in the body, and the trauma on the nucleus was vibrated by that strong impact, which re-tore a little.

Night vision stands still, with no breath exhaling all over her body. If she is not seen directly by her eyes, her orientation cannot be locked by perception alone. Suddenly her figure flashed through the undisturbed smoke and rushed to the stone column where she had been hiding for thousands of nights.

However, there was no one behind the pillars, with a few drops of fresh blood and a silver-tone barrel grenade spinning at speed where it had been hidden for thousands of nights.

Flash of dawn!

Night's eye is familiar with this kind of weapon known as a blood killer. But now it's too late to evade.

A bright, blinding light blew up in the lobby, blinding nothing for a while, but white light.

When the white light dissipated, the night eyes squatted half to the ground, arms crossed to protect the head and face, also blocking the impact of the strong light. She did not open her eyes and suddenly waved her right hand back, firing three shots in a row. A shadow that is not far away and quietly approaching should be swayed and then broken into pieces.

Night's eyes jumped and opened their eyes to discover that the only thing that struck me was a long strip of milkstone. Thousands of nights are breathless and hidden somewhere.

Her eyes were thick and bloody, and her cold eyes swept across the hall, pointing the gun at her.

And then suddenly, in the middle of the stones that she had smashed to the ground, another gleam of brilliance lit up! Thousands of nights hid a dawn flash behind that stone.

This flash of light suddenly, the night eyes closed for a moment, suddenly softly humming, involuntarily reaching out his right arm to cover his eyes. But her left pistol shook lightning to the rear of the side and fired three more shots in a row.

This time in the shooting, she finally heard a thousand nights of grunting.

Upon resuscitation, the ophthalmology and perception of the night vision improved. The atmosphere of the thousand nights converged hard to capture, but Dongyue, who had just fought, did not fully recover. The night eyes captured the remaining one-and-a-half stars on it, thus judging the position of the thousand nights.

He walked against the wall of the hole at night, at a speed like electricity, and suddenly he bombarded several guns with a fantastic expanse of salvage. Night eyes closed, constantly shifting, shadows quickly appeared a little blurred.

Nevertheless, almost every bullet flew over her corner, apparently reaching the realm of the Master. Such a chase is only for a moment. The eyes of the night eye are irritated by the flash. It is inevitable that there will be a deviation in perception. Step by step is a little slower. There is a bloodshed on the lower leg, which has already been shot.

The wounds were not large or deep, but the pain was not known to be many times greater than that of ordinary gunshot wounds. Even a strong personality like Night Eyes can't help screaming. This is the special ability of the phantom magnificent salvage to weaken the opponent by amplifying pain or constructing illusions.

Night's eye resolutely threw a grenade in the middle of the two, and the smoke and strong force impact instantly disrupted all perceptions, causing them to lose each other's orientation.

This round of fighting is very dangerous, both in terms of the use of weapons and tactics, both of which have provoked battle limits, with a slightly worse pool being seriously injured.

Hiding in a natural crack at the top of the cave for thousands of nights, the residual flaws finally came out of breath. This breath spits out, immediately surrounded by a hint of sweetness, very similar to the scent emitted by the trauma of the blood nucleus of the night eye, but only deeper.

Needless to say, the wounds on the nucleus have widened a bit. There were also two more gunshot wounds on his body, and the crisp itching and numbness continued along the wound, which was the diffusion of black titanium. Although this was a small amount compared to the annihilation bomb, there was no burning gold blood for thousands of nights, so the effect was like a chronic poison.

Breathe deeply for thousands of nights, silently counting down, jumping out of hiding from a dozen to later, hurling several grenades at high speeds of movement.