Monarch of Evernight

Bow your body up at night and block it with deep trenches and boulders, approaching the battlefield like a ghost.

Perhaps it was a relationship steeped in killing, and blank photographs did not reveal the closeness of a thousand nights. Her opponent is not only a dark race, but also an imperial fighter in the central battlefield. When passing a colonel stationed on the outskirts of the position, the young girl's hands floated around his neck, gently touching her like a sympathizer. But between the turns, the colonel's head was raw and ‘ripped off'!

The whole hunting process was a short moment, and the Imperial Colonel had no resistance at all. He had no sense of the approaching of the blank light and was still shooting violently at the opposite dark race.

Nearly 100 Dark Races occupy the periphery on the battlefield, forming a semi-similar posture against more than twenty Imperial fighters in the middle, and are attacking violently. Yet the blanks suddenly appeared, the passage was lifeless, and the enemy, no matter the dark race or the imperial warrior, fell in pieces and became a total no-go zone for life. She seemed to have no purpose at all, just to kill.

Took a deep breath for a thousand nights, took out a shadow hymn for the first time, pressed a sniper bomb with black titanium and slowly fed the blood in.

The shadow hymn gradually reacts as if waking up from sleep. Several dark blue lines on the gun's body light up a little bit, and the barrel becomes deep and bottomless, black as if it had its own life.

See the blood work, happy in the heart of a thousand nights, speed up the input speed, fully activate the shadow hymn.

After a thorough activation, the Thousand Nights feels the shadow of the hymn The huge barrel of the gun seems to become part of its own limb, and even perception can be released with it, greatly expanding the range. Even if you close your eyes and use the shadow of your hand to sing, you can clearly ‘see' everything within 100 meters of you at night.

Thousands of Nights somehow understands how Aiden is able to rival himself in sight in the misty forest with eyes of truth. A shadow anthem is part of the answer.

Thunderbolt is not on a level at all compared to a level 7 gun and a shadow hymn. As a manufactured weapon of the Imperial Army, Thunderbolt relies on extreme magnification to force it into the seventh level, without its own special functions and defects. For example, that loud bang, that's where its name came from, but on the battlefield, that made it impossible for snipers to keep down the thunderous waves after firing a single shot, even heavy shelling.

Thousands of nights have experienced the power of shadow hymns with their own bodies, purely in theory of power, this gun is also far above thunder, reaching the peak of level seven. It's just that a thousand nights is driven by blood, and it doesn't fully play the power of shadow hymns, but it's enough to deal with blank photography. Girls are known for their genius of killing and their intuition of terror, and not for their physical strength.

Thousand Nights Sense stretches out with a shadow song, touch the girl instantly, pull the trigger!

The shadow hymn emits a strange, low roar, like the choir singing with a bass, the bullet is wrapped around the shadow, blurred and flies to the girl's rear heart.

A sudden blow, less than 800 meters away, when the bullet comes out of the chamber, a thousand nights will know, the blank light is dead.

At that moment, there was a feeling of emptiness in the heart of the thousand nights, quite persevering. If blank photography played no less of a role on the battlefield than a thousand nights ago, if she had always been willing to serve the Empire, she would not have been the mainstay of the Empire over time. Unfortunately, her killing never made sense, and regardless of my enemies, she was a madman. Such a dangerous madman cannot remain in any way.

Intolerance in the heart of a thousand nights is like foam, turning to pieces. So He willed to put away the shadow and sing, and behold, it was sudden.

On the line of life and death, the blank light miraculously sensed, turning to look at the thousand nights. As she turned her head, her body twisted desperately, folding into a strange angle.

There was a sudden rain of blood on her shoulders, almost half of her shoulders flying flat, with only a little flesh on her right arm. Under the impact of a sniper bomb, the girl flew more than 10 metres across the ground, falling like a broken doll.

As soon as the girl landed, she bounced off and then quickly went away, without any reduction in speed.

He stared and looked blankly all the way away and disappeared into view. He did not chase, the distance between the two sides has been widened and cannot be caught up. And the hidden ability of blank photography is a thousand nights only. The terrain around this area is complicated. Find a place to hide it, and it's hard to spot it at night.

Shaking his head for a thousand nights or putting away the shadow carols. The sniper bomb just now contained black titanium, and even if she hadn't died instantly, she wouldn't have lived long. This scourge is finally over. But I don't feel very relaxed at night.

Thousands of nights closed their minds and rushed into the battlefield, killing directly into the midst of the dark race, and the twin flowers continued to roar. With the advancement of martial arts, the thousands of nights of shooting improved, and every shot of the twins hit the point. As long as the shooting sounds, a soldier will fall, regardless of rank.

A spider demon baron was furious, holding a battle axe, roaring towards the thousand nights.

If you don't look at it at night, the opposite hand is a shot. Baron Spiderdemon's mouth suddenly sprayed a large amount of blood mist, his head suddenly leaning back. The spider demon is tougher, the iron coat is thicker, and he can't stand being shot in the mouth. Bloody Montero's enhanced power suddenly smashed Baron Spiderdemon's lower face.

Lifting his left hand for a thousand nights, he replenished another shot, which just hit the wound, smashing the remaining half of Baron Spiderdemon's head.

As the strongest man in the team, Baron Spiderdemon was the only person who had to be shot twice a thousand nights to kill, and disguised to preserve the identity of his strong man.

Baron Spiderdemon died, finally defeating the spirit of the Dark Race. When more than a dozen people were separated, the others withdrew immediately.

After a thousand nights of sneering, he was ready to bypass the broken Dark Warriors, hunt down the escapees, and then come back and clean up the broken ones, like countless battles in the Misty Forest. At the hands of Thousand Nights, there are virtually no escapees.

However, the Dark Warrior who stayed behind long ago had a heart of necessity, couldn't stop the thousands of nights, immediately changed his target, launched a special death attack on the surviving Empire Warrior, regardless of the end, and between the turns, several Empire Warriors fell under their mad attack.

Sighing for a thousand nights, he had to turn back to rescue, otherwise when he had killed all the escapees and returned, there would probably be fewer than ten alive Imperial warriors.

When the thousand nights returned, the end of the fierce Dark Warrior was the same, shot to death. In the blink of an eye, the broken Dark Warrior is slaughtered in the sky for a thousand nights before continuing to chase the escapees.

A moment later, two escape squads had been slaughtered and chased to the third squad at night. Two more squadrons have gone far enough to spare them.

This squad is a lucid werewolf, and it's all going to be a werewolf at the moment, running at full speed. However, the speed of the thousand nights is much faster than they are, and the distance rapidly draws, and the range of the peanuts enters between the eyes. Lifting his right hand for a thousand nights, the Fantasy Monster has targeted the werewolves running in front of him. After the shooting, the accompanying painful hallucinations can also affect the surrounding werewolves and disrupt their speed.

Just as the trigger was being pulled, a thousand nights of alarm burst into my mind, and I didn't even think about it, just push forward!

A bullet whistled, slanting into the back of a thousand nights! The dragon's back was dented and torn apart by a warhead, flying far away. It took a thousand nights to roll in the air for weeks before falling to the ground and smashing a boulder to pieces.

One mouthful of blood sprayed immediately. However, he rolled over, half kneeling, and the shadow hymn was already in his hand, pointing in the direction of the sniper bomb attack. Hundreds of meters away, blank shots were standing behind a boulder, some staring blindly at the thousands of nights, and it seemed impossible to believe that one of the shots had actually missed.

Her right hand softly draped to her side, her shoulder wrapped in torn grass, and her left hand held a sniper gun that was a bit taller than hers. At this moment, her left hand is trembling slightly, able to take a sniper gun that has been bombarded for thousands of nights, at any cost if she wants to operate with one hand. If she hadn't become a war general, the back seat of this gun would have been able to crush her left arm.

Microscopic pupils at night reveal that the sniper gun in blank hands is extraordinarily huge, and the dark black body is elegantly graceful and demonic. A tall demon who loves to use these sniper guns with more than two meters of body.

The sky jumped like a frightened rabbit, dragged a giant sniper gun to escape, and disappeared into a tumbling pile of rocks.

Thousands of nights did not chase, nor were they able to chase. He was violently shaken at this moment, and his viscera, reinforced by his lineage, were slightly displaced. This injury is nothing for a thousand nights, it just takes half a day to rest, and as soon as you exercise intensely, your visceral injuries become serious.

Stand up slowly for a thousand nights, put the shadow hymn into Andorian space, and look at your body again. Real injuries are all in the gut, but with thousands of nights of resilience, it only takes half a day to heal. Besides, it's all flesh wounds, so you don't have to worry about it. It's just that the dragon was completely deformed, uncomfortable on his body, and he had to take off his chest armor at night.

Perhaps not to kill a thousand nights, so blank shooting of this gun did not choose to use armor piercing bombs, but rather kinetic bombs, relying on strong shocks to kill and injure opponents, especially effective when dealing with heavy armor targets. Even special thickened armoured tanks will be struck by such a bullet that all the occupants inside will die. If this gun is fired on a heavily armored people, it may not wear armor, but the human body inside the armor will be shocked into mud.

Looking at the lack of a large chunk of dragon, he sighed at night and wondered if he could fix it this time. Had it not been for these dragons, there would have been several life-threatening crises. Maybe he'll die in his first fight with Aiden. But now, after continuous damage, this suit of armor is coming to an end. Just fix it, and defense will be worse than ever. If it gets damaged again, we'll go back to the furnace and reproduce it.

At this moment, one thing suddenly occurred to me: where did the sniper gun appear blank as if it were empty?