Monarch of Evernight

Li Tianquan's face sank and drank: “What's so alarming! ”

The female registrar who came in was somewhat afraid, but still said: "Son Jingzhan just returned to the base, seriously injured and unconscious. ”

Li Tianquan stood up in shock and said: “How could it be? It's a whole company of elite warriors he took out! What have they done? ”

“Prince Jingzhan's soldiers were all overthrown, and General Hung was seriously injured before sending the son back. ”

“Where is he? Show me!” Li Tianquan hastened.

“Elder, there is also news..." The female registrar appears to be a little swallowed up.

“Say it!” Li Tianquan was intolerant.

“This... just got word that there was an accident with our troops transporting supplies to the Song Valve, only... only half the people who fled back. ”

“What?” Li Tianquan shook, grabbing the hand of the female registrar. "Wasn't that Lee holding the army? Where is he? Let him see me! ”

“According to those who returned, Lord Li Ke... died in battle. ”

Li Tianquan suddenly felt dark in front of him. His body swayed. He held his hand to the edge of the table and set his mind on it: “Dead in battle? ”

“Yes, the people who came back said they saw Lord Rick being overthrown by the enemy. ”

Li Tianquan looked pale again and even had some bloody taste in his mouth.

Li Ke is one of the most powerful middlemen in the Li family, brave and resourceful, and a genius who can stand in the way of one another. If you weren't from a side branch, you could have climbed higher. More importantly, Li Ke is an important force in Li Tianquan's room, and his damage is a huge loss.

Li Tianquan struggled to calm down and asked: "With Li Ke in his hand, how could he be overthrown by the enemy? Who's the other guy? How many? ”

The female registrar whispered: "There are only a dozen of them, straight into the army, one hit. It was headed by a demonic count who shot the adult severely and then cut off his head, who called himself Aiden. Dark Abyss. ”

“Earl of the Devil, Aiden...” Li Tianquan remembered the name and felt very familiar. He suddenly remembered that one thousand nights he had said that he had been at war with a demonic count for most of the past half of the month, and what was his name?

Li Tianquan tried to think back, but he couldn't remember anything. His mood grew more irritable. He was not convinced that a thousand nights would drag a famous Demonic Count, not to mention that the absence of a Dark Army crossing the border in that defensive area was the result of a thousand nights of fighting with the Demonic Count.

When Li Ke died, half of his men fled, and his heart was burned with anger. Sen Cold Way: “Passage, all those who fled will take it, to escape the war, and the fallen Lord will die, all will be executed! ”

As a result, even the female registrar was frightened and could be reprimanded for not being able to persuade her in her own capacity. “Elder, is this... waiting to be cleared before convicting again? ”

She was polite, but Li Tianquan realized immediately. It is a great thing to execute hundreds of family members, even if they fled the battlefield, even though Li Tianquan, as the second elder, has no such right. At least this must be nodded by the Presbyterian Church or the head of the family.

That's the truth, but nowhere to relieve anger made Li Tianquan's anonymous fire more fierce. The fire turned to the head of the thousand nights: “Little animal, it must be you who let the demon come, otherwise Li Ke would die tragically! ”

However, this thought can only exist in the mind. Li Tianquan took a deep breath and restored the elder Weiyi. "Where are the people who fled now? Take me there. Also, send me all the information about that demon to the office, don't miss a thing! ”

Li Tianquan rushed off, and there was a lot of wave in the base. Since the beginning of the war, the Li family has never suffered such a heavy loss, with a general folded in one day and hundreds more private armies lost. Even though the mercenary hunters die, the Li family must also pay a generous pension, otherwise who will work for the Li family in the future?

The more heavy the loss, the more hatred Li Tianquan has for Thousand Nights. Although he also understood that it was just anger, he still had difficulty controlling himself. However, Li Tianquan did not yet know that he was thinking in the right direction this time.

Losses are just the beginning, followed almost daily by bad news, with individual, weaker units being directly maimed or even wiped out, and powerful battalions sometimes attacked. Half the losses are related to a name, Aiden.

Only then did one truly realize the horror of the namesake Count of the Devil, especially in the fog forest, whose existence was almost unknown.

As the supreme leader of the base, Li Tianquan held several consecutive meetings to analyze the warfare report and study ways to deal with Aiden. Intelligence on Aiden is gradually improving, but the more analytical it is, the more people feel that it is possible to solve the demon unless the Fifteen Sixteen or even the Higher One is mobilized.

But in a misty forest, the mere repair of a force to a level increase does not extend perception, etc., unless there is a special perceptual gift. According to known intelligence, Aiden's vision exceeds 400 metres, a desperate figure.

Is it inevitable that the meeting is at an impasse, in order to solve a Dark Count and invite a god to come to war? This is definitely not a good idea, and if the Imperial Party puts God in the misty forest and sits in the town, the Dark Duke will soon appear in the Everlasting Night. The war will escalate when neither side is ready.

At the time of the scorching amount inside the Li family base, another hunt was completed in the thousands of nights.

Unlike Aiden, when faced with a thousand nights of dark troops with few leaking fish, he singled out a team of about 100 men to add silent nutrients to himself and the purple matrix.

Almost half a month after this battle, the Andijan space was filled, counting all the military credentials added together, about enough to replace the standard second-class kung fu, which is equivalent to hunting down a powerful count.

It's time to go back and think about it. He silently ran out of the last stock and bounced the cigarette butt onto the werewolf's body at his feet, retreating in the direction of the base.

In the land of everlasting night, outside of Black Stream, a group of heavy trucks are coming from afar. There were only five overloaded trucks carrying cargo in the convoy, but more than twenty escorted military vehicles. Officers guarding the gates of the city had long seen signs of dark fire in the convoy, but strict check-ups had been carried out.

Just as the guard officer and one of the captains in the escort unit knew each other, he couldn't help but point to the van and ask: "What is so important that a regiment should be used to escort him? ”

Lieutenant, stand down and say, “Keep your voice down! It's coming from the Wolf City. I don't know what the hell it's loaded with. No one's allowed on it. What's inside, except for the people in Wolf City, is said to be known only by the headmen. ”

The guard officer suddenly shocked: "Is Mr. Duan in the convoy? ”

“Of course! The boss himself pressed the line, you understand? ”

Duan Hao is an old man brought by Song Zining from Ningyuan Heavy Industries. He is classified as a member of the family, and has also received sufficient resources from Song Zining and vigorously trained.

In the blood battle, he also greatly benefited Duan Hao. At the time of life and death, he broke several bottlenecks. In the imminent battle, he successfully broke through the battle and became the first master of dark fire since the thousand nights, under Song Zining. Although Duan Hao is limited by his talents, and I'm afraid he can only achieve the 11th and 2nd levels of achievement in this life, this kind of battle from the formal battlefield will actually be far above the force level.

This convoy was actually escorted by Duan Hao himself, and the importance can be seen.

The guard dared not ask any more questions and waved after completing the procedure. After a short half-day stay in the city, the convoy sailed to a launch and landing site outside the city, and a short while later a high-speed craft took off and quickly went away.

In the vigilance tower, an officer dropped his telescope and looked at the floating boat that disappeared into the sky, thinking about it, and then wrote down something on a piece of paper, carefully clinging to the collection.

Soon it was evening, and it was the officer's break. He handed over his post, did not return to the barracks, but walked to the bustling business district. In a dark fire, it is not uncommon for an unaccompanied junior officer like him to find some fun when he is not on duty and most people are reluctant to be alone in the camp.

He hesitated, walked into a tavern, sat in the corner, ordered a bottle of wine and drank it slowly.

Not a moment later, a demonic woman sat across from him and looked at the liquor sign and said, "Won't you buy me a drink? I like this wine. ”

The lieutenant sighed softly and held the woman's hand. The woman frowned and took her hand back silently. With this unintentional little move, she already has a folded sheet of paper in her hand. Another moment later, the two seemed as if they hadn't talked about the price and ended up unhappy.

The woman stayed in the tavern for a while, but left as if she were bored. After careful attention to the surroundings, she walked into a small hotel not far from each other, went up to a suite on the second floor and handed the note over to a man in his early thirties.

The man had a clean face and a rather elegant temperament, which was somewhat out of line with the hustle, bustle, rude but vibrant perennial continent.

He opened the note under the light and carefully read every word on it.

At this time, the woman dared not disturb him and sat beside him doing nothing. Mechanical rumblings are coming out of the windows, and the air is filled with rust and damp steam. Even when the windows are closed, this disgusting smell cannot be completely isolated. The woman frowned and slightly wrinkled her nose, revealing an unhappy divine color.

The man finally looked at the note and glanced at the woman and said: "There is no way. If you come, you have to put up with this. ”

“Can't we go somewhere else? It's too close to the power tower.” The woman complained.

The black stone fuelled power tower of Black River City is the colour of the Empire's homeland, which was completely eliminated more than a hundred years ago, with noise, steam leaking forever, and low energy conversion efficiency. Such shortcomings can be written all over a piece of paper.

But it also has the advantage of not picking a meal, even the worst quality black stone can move it. In addition, it is durable. For example, this big guy, less than a hundred meters away from the small hotel, who doesn't know how many years he's been in use, is still in operation and seems to be in use for a long time, which is often repaired.

This power tower is now responsible for supplying power to the old city. Song Zining's new power tower, bought from his own pocket, is naturally set in a dark fire. It is powered only by the barracks and city defense facilities.

Around the old power tower, slums are naturally formed. Bottom civilians in Black River City, as well as low-level mercenary hunters, care less about the environment, and only here do they have affordable accommodation. In fact, most of the third- and fourth-level defensive districts at night are centrally populated towers of the old black current, which is the real life of abandoned land.

The man burned the note, thinking for a moment, and said, "This is the second similar convoy of the month. Wolf City...”