Monarch of Evernight

The edge of the black forest is no longer tranquil and natural, and the pieces of stumps look remarkably dazzling. Nor can the resilience of the Black Forest withstand the destruction of logging by large groups of mercenaries. Without the protection of native races, the Black Forest can no longer stand in the way of destruction.

Hundreds of workers and mercenaries are still cutting trees tirelessly. Opportunities for harvesting black forests are low, so high that timber prices can be used as tax credits. Now the owners of Nanqing City have directly increased the acquisition price by 30%, which has allowed many low-ranking mercenaries who dare not go deep into the Black Forest to see the opportunity to make money. They can also earn good money by staying on the edge of the forest, no less than in the battles of past birth and death.

These mercenaries, even if they are of lower rank, are the best workers to dry logging, and their strength lies there after all. It seems that the owners of Nanqing City can't wait to clean up all the native races before setting up the logging yard.

The guarded logging yard is a team of heavily armed elite fighters who, despite removing their identification marks, can still be seen as the ranks of the South Green City. The owner of Nanqing City is already in the process of circling the ground, the handwriting is quite small. Even if someone smells the smell in the future, it is also on the line of the Empire, but South Qingcheng has already seized the lead. If there is a large supply of wood, it will surely receive more support from the Empire. Moreover, if the black forest were so well exploited, the price of wood would not be so expensive. The strength of the Lord of Qingcheng in the south must also be borrowed from the power of the Spider Emperor in order to be so smooth.

When the Millennial Night appeared, the Guardian Soldier simply used him as a solo mercenary, trying to get lucky in the Black Forest. These people had already met so much that they waved their guns around the logging camp for thousands of nights and went back into the black forest.

At this moment, the black forest is very different from the first passage of a thousand nights, with signs of intense war everywhere, and many trees have fallen to the ground and not been absorbed by the forest. The forest as a whole is dead-end and life is weak.

There are signs of fighting everywhere in the forest, but it is not easy to tell the direction. But now that we have come to the Black Forest, the thousand nights are no longer polite, rushing in the direction of hidden voices. A few moments later, several mercenaries appeared in front of them in a hurry to make their way.

One sword stopped the road for a thousand nights, with no expression, and asked: "Where is the little girl surrounded? ”

A mercenary stared at the night and laughed: “Why should I tell you? ”

Thousand nights did not answer, Dongyue flashed, the mercenary's head flew into the sky, shock interwoven with fear, and solidified on his face. After killing one person, he looked at the next mercenary for a thousand nights. The mercenary apparently had not recovered from the shock and instinctively pointed the gun at the thousand nights. Fortunately, he was quick to react, put the gun down immediately, and was already sweating cold.

“The little girl and the natives are all in that direction, and we're on our way.” The mercenary pointed in one direction.

“How's it going over there? ”

“I hear that under the command of the angry leader of the wind, a perimeter has been built and is slowly encroaching on the natives. ”

The thousand nights ask strangely: "Are you afraid of revenge from the native races when you attack so heavily, cutting forests? ”

“I hear the spider emperor has sent a truly powerful man to the town to keep an eye on the native race. If the mighty come and rescue us, we'll be stopped. They say there are big people coming. ”

Suddenly, knowing these people is a must have for this black forest. Otherwise, it doesn't make any sense to have such a big battle just for Junior. Of course, it's based on the spider emperor's lack of clarity about Junior's true gift. I'm afraid if he finds out, he'll be here in person soon.

I got the information I needed, and my eyes turned cold at night.

A sharp mercenary screamed out loud: "Run, he's going to do it! ”

Unfortunately, it was too late to run again. A thousand nights ago, Middle East Yue jumped several times, killing all the mercenaries and driving them towards the siege.

Thousands of nights travel far faster than ordinary people in the black forest, and not long after, he saw a battlefield in the midst of a mixed war.

In the vast area, fighting broke out everywhere, with 35% of the mercenaries and native fighters fighting, small battlefields staggering each other and no front at all. Behind the battlefield, dozens of physically fit fighters, some with axes and some with wheelsaws, are cutting down ancient trees. The strength of this group and the workers in the logging camps outside are different, and it takes less than a few moments to cut down a large tree.

Under constant logging, a narrow blank zone was rapidly formed in the black forest and stretched along, separating the sides.

Thousands of nights are not in a hurry, but observe for a while and you can see Tae Ni. Wherever this belt extends, the native warrior moves a little slower, much less the ghostly changes, and the power of the battle falls. Native warriors also seem to be aware of the threat of the separation belt, constantly washing out of the forest, trying to kill those who are logging. And the mercenaries fought to stop it.

The mercenaries were already good at 35% of small-scale battles and knew the direction of attack by native races. For a while, they were defensive and played a banner drum in the Black Forest. A middle-aged soldier in grey armor stands high and screams from time to time to mobilize his fighters to fill the weak spot. A line of defense is as steady as Tarzan under his auspices, and no matter how the native race strikes, it threatens the area of separation.

The role of this zone of separation is quite magical and seems to cut off the mysterious power of the Black Forest over the native race. It's amazing how simple and brutal it really is.

After watching for a moment, he glanced at the commanding middle-aged mercenary and crossed the line of defense, walking deep into the encirclement. He deflated his breath and became blind to the chaotic battlefield here. Occasionally, one or two unlucky ghosts accidentally discovered a thousand nights, came up to intercept them, and only turned themselves into corpses.

In the Black Forest, there's no real siege, and the mercenaries just lay down a big net. However, under the command of the Angry Mercenaries of the Wind, this mesh is unmissable and will not miss important targets.

Across the conflagration zone, the surrounding area is much quieter, the forest becomes darker, and the mysterious power of the nexus can be felt in the woods at night. Forests in this area have not yet been destroyed, and native fighters can do more.

However, there are hidden voices of fighting in several directions, and real mercenary masters have gone deeper and tried to reap more benefits.

In the Black Forest, thousand-night perceptions are also limited, and there is no way to sense where Juggie is. But now that you've come to the heart of the battlefield, it's easy to find Little Juggie: kill all the mercenaries you see, and Juggie will be safe. As for the native race, it depends on how they treat Juggie. If you have any ill intentions about Little Juggie, you won't mind killing her all night.

Thousands of nights passed quickly in the woods and soon came to a battlefield. On one side, more than a dozen mercenaries, all dressed in the fury of the wind, including three ethnic battlefields and three blood Viscounts, can be said to have exceptional strength.

They spread apart in a half-moon pattern, slowly advancing. Across this front, there are about dozens of native fighters. They kept jumping around the ancient trees, acting strangely and flexibly, trying to interfere with the angry mercenaries of the wind. The mercenaries, however, have the same experience, not moving at all, but pushing steadily and steadily.

If the original fighters want to break away from both wings, the mercenaries will move the front accordingly, and the other side will continue to attack, biting the opponent to death. It appears that it will be possible to break out of the flank unless these native fighters pay a heavy price. But they seemed reluctant to give up their peers, and they were forced to step back.

Sooner or later, the native fighters will be forced out of the core forest area. A little further back, we'll be surrounded, and then they'll be completely surrounded, and then they'll be wiped out.

Native fighters also seem to know that it would be bad to step back and strike mercenary lines from time to time. But there are too many strong men among the mercenaries, and instantaneous outbursts of strong cross forces will rush to kill the first native fighters. On several occasions, the native race, apart from leaving several bodies behind, failed to open the situation.

At that time, a small figure appeared among the native warriors, who sat on the shoulders of a tall warrior, Junior.

Seeing Juggie, the mercenaries immediately blushed, a warlord and two blood Viscounts immediately disengaged from the front, lightning bolted against Juggie!

Their combined offensive was staggering, with several native fighters guarding in front of the Tall Warriors unable to block a single round, flying freely and turning into corpses in the air. The three strong mercenaries, on the other hand, clamped at tall fighters from different directions. With two swords each, the Viscount launched a stormy offensive, while the ethnic battle would lag slightly behind and take out a force gun, spinning around the tall warrior, without firing.

Tall warriors roared and seemed a little busy at the moment. He is far more powerful than any one of the three, but he has a Juggie hanging on him, while also guarding against the snooping of outlying ethnic mercenaries.

In a blink of an eye, the race will find an opportunity to shoot out!

Little Chucky shouted, this gun came at her! At such a close distance, she couldn't escape, her forehead glistened, her head leaned back, and her little body flew out.

The tall warrior roared and flew to save Junior. This opens the door wide open, and suddenly there are several swords. When he held Juggie in his arms, he was covered in blood.

“Come back here! Old Meng, if you kill that little guy, the boss will kill you!” One of the men on the front will roar.

The three mercenary strongmen who rushed out retreated, wanting to return to the front. Yet they suddenly saw a man walking out of the front with a long, heartbeating gun in his hand, coldly: "You don't have to go back! ”