Monarch of Evernight

When Song Zining was injured and retreated, he jumped out of the city wall at night and fell into the dark warrior like the tide. The power of the swirl of the sea was fully activated. All the dark warriors within a few dozen meters of the hectare screamed terribly, and the low-ranking warriors were directly overwhelmed. The ashes were even more overwhelmed, and his body was deformed under heavy pressure on the spot and killed directly. Senior fighters can still struggle, but only for a moment.

Only a strong man with a title can resist the power of the swirl of the sea for thousands of nights, but he can barely support it. In this way, the three conspicuous Viscounts are highlighted.

Thousands of nights tread forward, Dongyue continuously chopped three records, each chopped in different directions. Every time Dongyue falls, a Viscount falls, no matter how hard they struggle to escape, they cannot escape the sword of a thousand nights.

Once the three swords had passed, the thousand nights immediately appeared weak and not in love with the war, jumping directly back to the fortress wall.

Thousand nights use the self-awareness sword technique to set eight sides. This situation is too strong. So far, only three swords can be cut out in the thousand nights. It is still a long way from setting eight sides. Just now, a thousand nights ago, when I returned to the fortress, there was a feeling of emptiness in my body, and the force consumed most of it.

But Thousand Nights Three Swords slaughtered three Viscounts, had completely lived in the dark army under the town, saw him return to the fortress, no one dared to chase him.

Standing at the head of the city for thousands of nights, he looked at the oppressed enemies beneath the city. Countless Dark Warriors, deterred by his momentum, dared not approach the Wall. So there was a strange blank area beneath the city.

There was an icy, loud voice in the heavens and the earth: "A bunch of junk! You have one hour to take down the fortress, or you will be executed. ”

The voice was cold and mechanical, with no emotional fluctuations at all. Speaking of the punishment of ‘all executions’ to tens of thousands of armies was more natural than ever, and it was not known how many similar orders had been issued in the past.

However, the cadre of the Fortress Guard is Zhao Valve Elite, many of whom are officers drawn from the Wolf Cigarette Corps. How many wars have been fought against the Dark Race, will this frighten you? In response to the sudden and heavy fire from the current anti-aircraft turret, two additional anti-aircraft guns, which had not been fired, also opened fire suddenly.

The Dark Race Battleship, which attacked the fortress by air, was continuously shot, and two frigates set fire to the ground almost simultaneously.

The voice grunted heavily, seemingly angry, and then saw only a rainbow light emitted from the middle command ship, crossing thousands of meters in the long sky, heading straight for the fortress.

At this time, another clear voice was sounded in the heavens and the earth: "What can you do to the younger generations? Come, I will wait here for Zhang Xuando! ”

As the voice went down, a figure flew out of the Imperial Fleet and rushed straight into the clouds. A blue shadow emerged from the Everlasting Fleet flagship and followed closely into the clouds. The clouds in the sky suddenly began to pour wildly, and it was clear that the two great gods had already fought the mighty out of the sky.

Even the Lord has taken his hand, and the strong of eternity beneath him will not dare to slacken. He will immediately mobilize his forces and attack with all his might. Separate the army, bypass the fortress, and continue to chase the valve.

Just a few moments after a thousand nights of breathing, the Dark Warriors are pouring like the tide, and this time they have forgotten to die, the offense is fierce. Only at the beginning of the attack were nuclear bombs, artillery shells, crossbows and arrows thrown on the walls of the city like heavy rains, and the warriors around them blinked and fell.

Thousand nights quickly erected a heavy shield, the shield just raised, heard the sound of the shield clicking like rain against a banana, the bullet was incredibly dense, with the strength of Thousand Nights, the hand of the shield was flushed a little trembling.

Thousands of nights stretching their legs to provoke a box of grenades, one hand illusioning countless phantoms, instantly pulling off all the insurance, then pausing for a moment, waving his hand up, threw dozens of grenades into the air. The grenades exploded halfway through the air, and the shrapnel fell like rain, tearing down the Dark Warrior in pieces.

“Grenade!” After a thousand nights of shouting, the two Zhao Valve veterans immediately rushed over with two boxes of grenades, placing the grenade boxes in the position where they had been handed for thousands of nights. They didn't stop and rushed back to move the grenades, but only halfway there, they were hit by stray bullets, fell down the walls and were silent.

At this moment, the battle was extremely intense, watching the soldier fall one by one, throwing a grenade almost one box after another at the end of the night, the fire net flashed one after the other, and every time it appeared, a small piece of open space was cleared in the black tide.

Initially, those with titles, and even high-ranking fighters, would try to intercept the grenades thrown by the thousand nights, but the thousand nights threw too many grenades at once, exploding almost at the same time, and several times later, attempts to intercept were abandoned.

At the height of the war, he reached for a thousand nights and suddenly touched the sky. There was no grenade around him, just a bunch of empty boxes left. If you look at it again, there are no other fighters around, and the walls of this city are just guarded by shields for thousands of nights.

The night was no longer hard guarded, and immediately one rolled over and disappeared behind the walls. With his retreat, more than a dozen high-ranking Dark Race fighters immediately rushed to the city to prepare to break into the fortress. But without waiting for them to make the next move, they all felt like they were going to get cold for a while, and then life quickly passed away.

A few powerful fighters barely turned back, which saw the thousand nights appearing in them, the sword in their hands seemed slow and fast, piercing their point. In the blink of an eye, the Dark Warrior attacking the city is dead and wounded.

A sword swept through the night, sweeping the still-standing corpse of a dark race under the city, then looking up.

More than a dozen battleships still roam the sky, mostly small and flexible assault ships, and large battleships are mostly redeployed back to engage the Imperial Fleet. Fortress anti-aircraft fire was extremely fierce, although two turrets were destroyed, but as the hidden anti-aircraft fire and crossbow guns were fully opened, the anti-aircraft fire did not decrease, and the lane flame was woven into a fire net, heavily punching the perpetual night battleship.

At this moment, the fortress has been surrounded by dark armies, several walls have been breached, and dark warriors have poured into the fortress like the tide. However, Zhao Valley is very experienced in guarding the army. The walls are only the first line of defense. The entire fortress is a huge maze. As soon as the Dark Warrior breaks into the fortress, he discovers that the attack comes from all sides, every door, every window, every roof and corner is likely to appear Zhao Valley Warrior.

Even with natural physical advantages, high-ranking fighters are unable to withstand fire from all directions, resulting in a sharp increase in casualties.

The walls guarded by Thousand Nights and Song Zining are a few unbroken lines of defense. The nearby warriors fought and retreated, all concentrated on the two.

Song Zining has taken a gun into battle at this moment. Silver guns are like dragons. They run back and forth. There is a faint glow at the tip of the gun. The gun is extremely sharp and the high-ranking warrior is simply unscathed, even if swept to the end, and his body is easily cut open. Strong men with titles are a little better, but they can't resist Song Zining's full puncture.

Song Zining has numerous fallen leaves floating around him, most of them fictional, but sometimes several leaves will turn into sharp blades, harvesting the lives of dark warriors. At this moment, Song Zining has completely turned into a killing ground. Dark races continue to flourish and their lives are constantly harvested.

Song Zining has put away his smile, God is calm as water, killing enemies with all his heart. Silver guns work seamlessly with the field.

It seems that Song Zining is much more efficient than Thousand Nights, yet he has already killed, even the domain can only use the most basic form to reduce consumption, while preventing the powerful of the Dark Race from attacking his domain again.

Thousands of nights seemed a little lukewarm. In fact, until now, most enemies were defeated by grenades and various kinds of gunpowder weapons. The Force was only depleted when the three Viscounts were slaughtered. The rest of the time, it used its strong body to kill enemies, and its strength remained intact.

Seeing the strength of the Dark Race, Song Zining finally let the soldiers around him retreat into the fortress. After breaking the gun himself, the guns bled into rivers. He walked as a battalion and slowly retreated. A ramp leading under the walls of the city was filled with the bodies of the Dark Race when Song Zining walked by.

The fierce war was going on, Song Zining suddenly felt a little pressure, and the dark warrior in front of him kept falling. He looked back and sometime in the night he climbed a nearby high point. The multi-tube gun in his arms was spraying his tongue wildly, clearing a blank area in front of Song Zining.

Song Zining immediately retreated into an alley next to him and retreated to the nearby turret with his own soldiers. Several turrets and power towers in the fortress are of paramount importance, and their defenses are particularly enhanced, as if they were fortifications in the fortress. Zhao Valve's defense arranged heavy troops at these nodes, Song Zining naturally knew the key location, and as soon as he retreated from the city wall, he went to support.

The city walls fail to defend, the defensive pressure suddenly increases, and at this time of the thousand nights, the whole fortress has become his battlefield, the gods are gone, Suddenly, nothing can become his weapon. When the dark army surrounds and fully invades the fortress, the thousand nights are no longer hesitant, the sea swirl with the plunder of life, can directly clear an area of enemies. And when the void flashes into the eight directions, it is the nightmare of any strong man of eternal night. Even a first-class Viscount, if he fails to respond in the first place, will be slaughtered by a sword a thousand nights later.

For a moment, dark racial casualties went straight on the line, and if statistics were available in real time at this time, it would be a number that would have shocked any commander.

After the repeated killings of the powerful of the Dark Race, the latter finally became cautious and never dared to let go of the attack. Instead, they watched their surroundings all the time, and more people suddenly turned from time to time, in case the thousand nights appeared behind them.

The strong are the backbone of the offensive, and once the strong are afraid, the Dark Army offense eases immediately.

Song Zining stood at the top of a turret, standing high and looking down at the entire fortress. However, after a thousand nights of total madness, fighting completely on my own feelings of madness, I stopped actively contacting Song Zining. With Song Zining's eyes, he can't capture the thousand nights that continue to flash all over the fortress.

However, even though he could not see the thousand nights, Song Zining could not help but breathe a breath of cold as he watched the bodies constantly appearing in the fortress.