Monarch of Evernight

At a critical moment, Lingal clapped her hands together and clapped her wings in her hand.

A thunder sounded in the void and the light feathers broke apart for the most part, but the featherbones were still on, detaching Lingal's hands and shooting into her chest.

Lingal snorted, his face bled out and flew dozens of meters to stabilize his body. She stared at Thousand Nights and said, word for word, "Turns out the witch really hurt your men. I thought she was just a scam. Where did you get that from? ”

Naturally, a thousand nights won't tell her, just silence.

Lingal's eyes turned cold and said: "Fine, if you won't say it, then there's no need to leave you! ”

She blew away and flashed in front of the thousand nights, but before she could do anything, she returned to her place more quickly. After a thousand nights, the light wings are bright again, the light of the short gun in your hand is shining, and a light feather hidden in the mouth of the gun is about to form.

Hard on the original gun, Lingal is well aware that this light feather cannot be avoided, the hair must be in the middle of nowhere but the hard way. That shot had already injured her, one more shot, and the injury would be even worse. In the void, this means greater danger.

Thousands of nights also knew her worries, stood quietly, the original gun was not fired, and confronted Lingal.

However, Lingal's gaze suddenly turned cold, the dark cry in the heart of a thousand nights was not good. At this time, he did not hesitate, and the deterrent started again. Lingal, who was rapidly lightning again, condensed in the middle of the sky, unable to move, and his protective magic was instantly weakened by 30%. Despite her readiness, the pressure of the Vacant Beast is still beyond her control.

With a good deterrent, the original gun was immediately fired at night, and the light feather struck Lin Jiaru's eyebrow heart.

This time, Lingal's arms crossed the guard, her body clustered together and spinning fast in the air. During the spin, her feet were electric and she didn't know how many lightfeathers she had hit. But at the end of the day, the feather bone still didn't fit into her body.

Lingal flickered and fell straight from the air. She bounced on the hull and immediately took off again, jumping 100 meters into the air, looking down at the thousands of nights, her eyes filled with unquenchable rage.

Looking at her position, she smiled lightly for a thousand nights and said, "You finally found it? ”

Lingal coldly said, "This ship is amazing, and you have a strange control over it. But the stronger it is, the more you can't keep it. ”

“It won't fall into your hands anyway.” A thousand nights of sneering.

“Really?!” Lingal's voice is high and he wants to do it again.

At this point, a cry of silence came. Lingal turned around and saw a demon in the void struggling like crazy, screaming, but finally unable to resist the erosion of the void. The protective magic suddenly collapsed, and the whole person was instantly drawn into a hideous dry body.

This demon Lingal also recognizes that he is a very powerful man. He just wasn't strong enough to support it in the void for long. He was thrown out of the ship, temporarily unable to find a lifeboat, and without the rescue of the powerful, he finally died and flowed forever in the void.

Looking at it, there are at least hundreds of demons struggling in the void, many have reached their limits, and a moment later, they will step on the demon's dust and turn into dry bodies. At the beginning of its destruction, Ringar was angry and desperate to die at night. However, now that she sees the scene, she is no longer indifferent.

She glanced at Thousand Nights again and felt that it was difficult to take down her opponent in a short time. She hummed now, "I'll see how long it takes you to do this again. ”

She turned her head and flew away, refracting a few times in the air, robbing several demons and sending them to the floating boat.

Thousands of nights also admire Lingal's determination and eyesight. He did have only two original guns, and if Lingal didn't leave, he would only have a meat beat. Just fighting on the ground, Lingal is actually always constrained by the residual will of the ground, which greatly reduces his combat power. And a thousand nights of control is a gain. Again, winning and losing won't be easy to tell, even after a thousand nights, Lingal's crew will lose at least a few hundred people.

Just admire the admiration, but don't make her feel so comfortable rescuing her subordinates. Now the temple of the Spirit turns around, the giant tail swings, and shoots at a lifeboat near the left. The lifeboat was crowded with more than thirty demons and severely wounded. There is no reason to be caught in the tail slap.

Lingal was shocked and angry, a scream, lightning gushed out, and the surrounding demon flame rose. He would push the lifeboat 100 meters across with all his strength, avoiding the tail blow.

“Get out of here, all of you!” Lingal ordered all lifeboats to turn around quickly and leave nearby airspace. And a couple of battleships leaned over, and half attacked the temple madly, trying to attract the attention of thousands of nights, and the other half headed toward the broken ship, rescuing the sailors.

Ignoring the arrows that flew in like a swarm of bees, they flew directly to Lingal in the Spirit Hall. The attack of the Demonic Battleship cannot shake the Palace of the Spirit. The Palace of the Spirit is like an ancient beast, walking slowly and firmly, crushing everything along the way.

“No!” Lingal screamed painfully again. The Palace of the Spirit struck a half-stopper, and in the roar, the ship was deeply collapsed on one side of the impact, and then burst into flames from the gap. With engines and fuel compartments in the hull, under heavy trauma, it immediately burned, and then the engine exploded. The demonic sailors who remain on the ship, obviously, will not survive.

For the devil, a thousand nights will certainly not be merciful. Now that even one demon has been released, there will be a terrible enemy on the battlefield in the future.

Suddenly several small assault boats were launched from a nearby battleship, landing on the hull at high speeds and sturdy breaking through the protective field of the English Spirit Palace. Leaping from each assault boat, several to more than a dozen demonic fighters swept past the thousand nights.

Landing craft are the main means of capturing control of the opponent's giant ship in a fleet battle and are generally used in the event that the opponent's giant ship loses its resistance. If the Palace of the Spirit is fully built, it can turn these landing craft into living coffins of the Devil's Descent simply by the size of a ship with more than cow hair on either side of its hull. Now, however, the only two side crossbows of the Palace of the Spirit have been destroyed, and it was only by demons that they dared to board the ship.

However, Lingal himself could not take the thousand nights, and these ordinary demonic fighters were even less likely to succeed. And the demonic generals still sent them, apparently without expecting them to return alive. Such a suicide raid, if successful, would take down the Ying Ling Palace, enough to make up for more than a few times the loss of Lingal's ship. Even if unsuccessful, it can hold back thousands of nights and buy time for the rescue crew.

The demons are of a distinct rank, and those who are able to board the Lingal ship are far more talented and native than ordinary demons. In the eyes of the Demonic Senior General, an ordinary sailor on the ship is more valuable than any other officer on the ship.

Dozens of demonic warriors leapt like flights and surrounded themselves with thousands of nights in sight. However, without waiting for them to attack, all of a sudden all they felt was a heavy body, such as carrying 10,000 kilograms of boulders, almost impossible to move forward, and then crossed lines appeared in front of them. These demons fell in front of each other in darkness, weakness and weakness.

Under the power of the sea and the plunder of life, these demonic elites could not hold on for even half a minute and fell all around the thousand nights.

He opened his eyes for a thousand nights and looked at the bodies all over the floor, sighing softly. With the restoration of the skeletal power of the earth, the power of the Thousand Nights has been enhanced at the Palace of the Spirit. Needless to say, the force of the sea is more than 50 metres long. Someone a little closer to a thousand nights is almost inevitable.

Destroy all enemies aboard the ship and once again manipulate the Palace of the Spirit of England.

The Spirit Palace circled and suddenly fired a giant crossbow, hitting a demonic warship. As this artillery burst, the demonic warship attacked desperately to contain the thousand nights and unwittingly approached the Palace of the Spirit. Except at the beginning, the Spirit Palace never fired a crossbow gun. So much so that the opponent ignored it and the means of attack.

Lingal ordered all injured battleships to evacuate, while the intact battleships were rearranged, covering the bow of the Yingling Palace with fire and slowly retreating. By this time, the demons still floating in the void could not support it, all turned into a corpse, and there was nothing left to rescue. Her ship was completely destroyed.

With Lingal's ship and its expeditionary neutrality, Lingal brought out warships focused on high speeds and cruises, without a powerful and heavily armoured main ship. These high-speed vessel defenses rely mainly on "fog concealment”, and when this capability fails in the face of a thousand nights, their weak armor is undoubtedly exposed, and one crossbow is traumatized and two more are likely to sink.

Despite the dripping of blood in his heart, Lingal had to give an order to evacuate. She stood in the void, her eyes filled with anger, biting her teeth: “Thousand nights, I'd like to see how long you can recover. You only have half a day. If it's too late, you can die. ”

“I'll wait.” A thousand nights of cold answers.

Lingal turned to the nearest demonic warship and sailed far away. It was not until the ship disappeared into the depths of the void that the gaze retracted.

Her threats are not empty words, but show that she can recover from her injuries, or at least have the power to fight, in up to half a day. Thousands of nights have already used two original guns. If a new original gun is not gathered within half a day, Lingal will be deprived of the means to deter Lingal, and the next one will surely be a vicious one.

The Book of Darkness emerges in consciousness with closed eyes at night. The demonic warrior who just landed provides a lot of blood. They are all the elites of the devil's descent, few in number but of extremely high quality, and only a few dozen will last almost a thousand nights.

There is no blood in the Book of Darkness at this moment. The Book of Darkness immediately produces a powerful suction, sucking away the source of sperm blood in the body for a thousand nights, until only a few moments remain before it is stopped.

Just after taking the blood, the Book of Darkness produces a condensed blood that is ready for thousands of nights. This sperm blood is drawn out at night and absorbed by the original wings. On that pair of wings, the second feather on the left flank began to shine slightly.