Monarch of Evernight

Aiden slapped the captain on the shoulder, pulled him over, and turned around and said coldly, "I'll live well, at least much better than you. ”

The demon laughed: "But I see your hands have been broken! Is that good, too? Well, let's just say it's good. So how about this fight, how many big men did you kill? ”

Edenton is overdue. He had a different destination this time, but accidentally encountered a thousand nights, the war was intense, almost lost half his life, but really, there was no war work.

The demon opposite did not know that Aiden must have met the strong people, which was the intentional question. At this moment, he laughed and mocked mercilessly: “It seems that we, Lord Aiden, have not been killed by others in this battle. Ha ha! ”

Aiden looked gloomy and drank: "Norse! When I heal my wounds and wait for you in the fight, I'll teach you how not to get beaten to death. ”

Norse's eyes shrugged, grinning: "Okay, I can't ask for it! I would love to lose to you on the battlefield, adding a noble black to the glory of the dark abyss. But how long do you want me to wait, 10 days, 20 days? ”

“Two days is enough. ”

“Okay, two days then.” Norse stopped provoking and drove away.

After the car left for a while, the blood youth next to Norse opened their mouth and asked, "There's a lot of change on the battlefield. Are you sure? ”

Norse looked relaxed and smiled: “Aiden and I have fought more than once, winning more and losing less. Besides, I just woke up with a new ability in talent totem, and I just took him for a try, so those old guys know that we at Maysfield are the first door of the Demon race! ”

Aiden didn't have any other problems with this little insert in the past and went straight to treatment.

He was alert to the difference between a thousand nights of attack, not only decisively activating the magic shuttle, but also using all his defenses. Though his arm was cut half of the flesh, the wound looked scary. In fact, it was only a physical trauma. There were no dark injuries to the force or blood, so he could just go into the regeneration compartment and lie down one day and one night.

In the centre of the fortress, is a magnificent fortress that has been completed, on a hexagonal main building of more than 100 metres, overlooking the entire fortress.

The top floor of the main building has been completely opened and transformed into a huge office with all kinds of furnishings. If there are archaeologists here who are proficient in the history of eternal night, they will find that many of the armored weapons used here as decorations can be called names, which means that they each have a legendary experience.

An elderly man with a full black robe stood in front of the window with a page of metal plate in his hand, on which an array of forces projected a lane beam, constituting a disturbing and changing light sphere.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this sphere of light is meaningless, is the convergence of disorderly light. But in the view of the demonic elderly, every light contains a wealth of information. It's just that the information flows too fast to recognize the eyes of ordinary people.

The light flashes for a moment and fades away. The elderly put this metal plate on the table and thought it over. Just a few minutes ago, the Light Corps had finished broadcasting the war stories of the entire void, including the latest events on the world's continent over and over again.

“Somebody.” Before his low voice fell, two powerful demons walked into the room awaiting orders.

The old man slowed down. "Aiden, what are you doing? Why haven't you done any fighting these days? ”

Hearing the grievances of the elderly, one demon immediately reported Aiden's recent actions and concluded by saying: "In addition, Young Master Aiden has an appointment with the Maysfield family Norths tomorrow to fight the battlefield. ”

“Have you met the mighty of the homogeneous enemy? Well, he does need that kind of grinding.” The old man nodded with a slight relief: "And it's not too disappointing to know how to use it to hit an opponent and regain his reputation. Tell him I'll go to the fight the day after tomorrow. ”

The two demonic mighty men bowed their greetings and withdrew.

At midnight on the third day, the fighting arena seats were empty and several real big figures were said to be present. This duel is not just a battle between Aiden and Norse, but a direct collision between the two great demonic names of Menmesfield and Dark Abyss.

Norse is wearing a purple and black coat of armor with a double-edged long gun. Aiden did not bring any special equipment and appeared in the dark, traditional black armor with a double knife.

As soon as the duel starts, Aiden hits his opponent like a black arrow, in a totally hard eating position. Faced with such contempt, Norse's face flashed with anger, and a long gun struck a violet-black snake-shaped lightning bolt in the air, stabbing Aiden directly into the original furnace area, which was a killing move.

Aiden, however, remained unchanged, with a double knife hanging on the longgun, and the double-edged longgun went uncontrolled and swung into the sky. Aiden has rushed to the North for less than a few meters, his knife is like a phantom, his last moment tangled with a long gun, and the next second he starts a storm and throws his head at the North!

The sharp knife swept in like a fissure the next moment.

“How..." Norse was shocked and angry, and a deep purple demon went straight into the sky, hallucinating a totem beast like a giant scorpion.

However, just as the giant beast was formed and the scorpion tail rose, before it could show any power, it was caught and grinded by storm Aiden's offense. And the magic behind Aiden is still a mess, not even a talent totem.

The double-edged long gun took off high and landed far on the other end of the arena. Aiden's double-knife rests on Norse's neck, pressing him to the ground irresistibly.

Norse, a spiritual, came back to God, immediately realizing Aiden's intentions, immediately yelled in a pale face: "You, you will not! ”

“Really?” Aiden's smile seemed cold and cruel, his knives pressing down without hesitation, his blades slicing into Norse's skin. If Norse refuses to kneel, the knives will eventually strangle his head.

Aiden's voice echoed over Norse's head, and the word was incredibly clear.

“Remember, we are a duel of life and death, and this is the land of darkness, so what if I kill you? Nothing more than extraordinarily expensive compensation. Besides, when you die, I'll be happy to take care of Ismail for you. Don't worry, even if I'm too busy, I'll make sure she has a male in her bed every day. ”

“Ishmael will never follow you!” Norse is barely growling.

And Aiden was still cold, and he was like, "Really? How long can a little tribal girl last without you? In less than a month, she'll follow me, not even the means. Of course, you were a corpse by then, and you couldn't bet on me. ”

Norse's face was numbered and the blade was still under constant pressure, blood flowing down his neck, as cold as a glacier on a peak of snow for 10,000 years. He finally knelt down on his knees.

Only on high ground open to big people, some satisfied, some sighed and some angry.

Aiden took a pair of knives and walked to the field without even looking at Norse. At the exit, a demonic strongman stopped him, "Lord Aiden, Elder Pulse wants to see you. ”

Aiden Moore went silently with him, and in a moment he arrived at the Castle's main building, climbing straight to the top floor.

The demonic old man stood in front of the window, gazing at the endless sky.

Aiden opened his mouth several times and finally shouted: "Father. ”

The old man turned around and did not hide the admiration in his eyes, "I do not know what happened in the past, nor do I care. But your tactics have advanced dramatically, purely in the art of combat, and are close to the level of elders. This means that your understanding of magic finally touches the edge of the power of the darkness. That's what we, the great Son of Darkness, deserve! Those who fail to meet this standard are not at all entitled to the blessing of darkness. ”

Aiden dropped his eyes and couldn't see the look on his face at the moment.

As if he didn't see it, the old man went on to say, "This time you did well, all the loss families will bear it. Since the shadow hymn is lost, I will give you another abyss praise. ”

Aiden was surprised and hesitated, "Abyss praise may be difficult for me to use. ”

“It's just a little difficult right now, and soon you won't find it difficult.” The old man walked up to Aiden with his bare hands and slapped him on his shoulder, saying, "With the potential you are currently showing, there is no difficulty in promoting the Marquis. But that's not all I expected from you, you know? ”

Aiden bowed his head to salute, “I understand. ”

The old man nodded and let Aiden go.

At the moment of closing the door, Aiden's heart was still a detail of how he was dealing with North. Originally a comparable opponent, it is now easy to defeat, and I have heard that Norse has recently awakened his new talented totem abilities. Aiden suddenly feels a little unreal. It's only been a month. Has he made such progress in his warfare skills?

But Pulse's attitude also illustrates everything, and Aiden knows his father's nature, and no matter what he has accomplished over the past hundred years, he has not been praised as he is today, even through the one-of-a-kind perpetual Night Council "Black Day” swordholder screening.

But then another figure emerged, and how powerful was the man who chased himself to break his arm and fled? Between eyes, Aiden's heart was filled with joy and turned cold.

On the way back to the base, the wind definitely calmed down.

Just a small question, from time to time it pops out of the mind of a thousand nights. Why did Aiden show up in that area of the Misty Forest?

Seeing his equipment, Aydin thought he was going to assassinate a high-ranking warlord, but later on, thinking about acting as a dark race and Aydin, if he was going to come and fight with the people, he would have taken a squad with him, just like the commando that had attacked the Lee family base.

The process of redeeming military merit has become familiar. Thousand Nights was one of the first freelancers recruited by the Li family, and most people in the registry know him.

In confirming the record, a thousand nights glance at the task defense map hanging on the wall suddenly flashed. He stretched out a little bit on the map and asked, "What's going on over there at the original fortress of the white valve? ”

The munitions officer behind the table looked up at the map and said, "What else can we do? After the white valves were run off, I heard the black bastards built a base there, and the last time they attacked our troops was said to have come from that base. The White Valve people are really crap...”

Didn't pay attention to the repeated complaints behind the Quartermaster. Recently, the Li family's move to throw large sums of money at the powerful was quite fruitful, the military merit festival climbed, and several Dark Race raids were repelled, thus appearing somewhat prominent on the empire's generally vulnerable land battlefield.

One can't wait to show some aggressive momentum and not get used to the four valves naturally. Zhao Er valve is better, the white valve's rocky desert gobie is thrown too fast and too tedious, it is often used as a mouthpiece. As for the Song Valve, it had been replaced by a number of ambitious and elegant households in the clan wind a long time ago, and the Li family were not even interested in talking about them.

Listen to the Quartermaster's update on the four-valve battlefield, looking closely at the map.