Monarch of Evernight

No force array explodes, no movement is small, not to mention Anwen's hand-painted array, which is quite brilliant throughout the demonic heritage. Even when Anwen was strong, he was blown up with a gray face and his hair and eyebrows were burned in half.

Blank eyes open, some unknown, so.

“Nothing. Probably too long. Something's wrong.” Anwen mocked himself.

“You can't go wrong.” The girl is sure of the tunnel. In the realm of Anwen, how is it possible to misdraw an original matrix?

“Perhaps this array should not be used here.” Anwen shook his head with a bitter smile. "It's almost evening. Get ready to spend the night first. ”

The girl nodded her head and lay down against the stone wall. Safe and hidden, this location is the perfect place to spend the night in the wild while sneaking up on an intruding enemy. The girl chose this place even if she didn't want to. Anwen couldn't find a better place to look at the entire camp.

It's just that Anwen looked at her choices and there was some hidden pain in her heart. He sighed and began to arrange a new array of forces. Halfway through, he suddenly hummed, took out a knife, shoveled it, and began digging. The ground is full of hard stones, but beneath the Anwen knife, it is soft as rot. Between the turns, Anwen digs more than a metre deep. At that time, his knife tip suddenly emptied, and he actually dug through a secret room.

Anwen swings his knife, widens the hole, then jumps into the secret room and looks around.

The secret room is very dark and impervious to light. But even if there is no light, there is no doubt that there are demons with dark vision. The secret room is small, with a storage cell carved out on both walls with a sealed wine cylinder.

On the ground in the middle of the chamber, there was a pile of soil, planted with a tree seedling. The secret room has not known how long it has existed, and due to the long absence of light, the seedlings still have only a few branches. But it's a miracle that two leaves are still on the top of the tree, and after all these years, it's still alive.

Nor does Anwen know what kind of seedlings this tree is, but being able to survive in this secret room for so long is not a thing. So he shoveled the seedlings with a knife, and he shoveled the seedlings together with the pile of soil into his storage space. He removed a wine cylinder from the compartment and pierced the mud seal, which broke out with a strong smell of wine.

Anwen's eyebrows are wrinkled, and not everyone can stand the taste of this wine. He loves cleanliness. Where has he smelled it? He quickly dropped the cylinder and re-sealed the mud seal. However, despite its stingy taste, Anwen's face is delightful. In the Great Vortex, it has been documented that local native brewed berries are occasionally found with magical properties. Looks like this is the wine, and I don't know how many years it's been in the secret room.

Anwen lifted up another cylinder and frowned, which was empty. He swayed the wine tank, lifted the mud seal and looked at it, and then died. This cylinder is badly sealed or wormed, all volatile and clean, and the residual stains on the inner walls turn to grey stone, which no longer activates the vitality.

He tried one tank at a time, and most of the tanks were empty, eventually collecting only three and a half. Anwen was satisfied with the harvest, and he put the cylinder in the space, and he took a cylinder of wine and jumped out of the Chamber, laughing, "Look what I found. ”

No response.

Anwen suddenly discovered that it was already dark and the temperature gradually dropped to the ice point. The blanks curled beneath the stone wall, shivering at Cesar. Her face was pale and her lips had turned blue and curled into clumps.

“I… am cold…" The girl's voice is weak.

Anwen felt the cold and cold of the night and his face changed dramatically. Although he has read all the records of the great swirl in the tribe, no matter which one, the description of the cold night is far from that level. At this moment, shortly after midnight, life began to slowdown markedly, unlike the midnight hour documented in the tribe.

Anwen had not seen the night of silence in his eyes and could easily resist it with his physical qualities. As for the girl, just help her get through.

But I didn't expect to really get into the swirl, the harshness of a cold night is far more than I imagined, ten times higher than the record!

Anwen quickly plays back all the information on a cold night in his mind in order to find a suitable response. There are still some flaws at the moment, so don't panic. Appropriate countermeasures can only be identified if all information is available. Otherwise, there is no room for salvage if one is not responding properly.

According to demonic sources, the night of silence does not appear until it reaches the great swirl and gradually increases as it deepens. The lightning in Anwen's heart swept past an idea, and the cold night here has reached such a level, that the area where the two of us are now is already deep in the great swirl?

With this in mind, Anwen's relaxed mindset of all play instantly disappeared and replaced it with a heavy weight. According to the information in the ethnic group, there is also a danger that many Anwen will need to be taken seriously when they reach the edge of the region explored by the demons. And this area is even more dangerous. An inadvertent, I'm afraid the Demonic Master will be here soon.

As he pondered, Anwen suddenly emptied his hand and the cylinder had been snatched away by a young girl, lifting the mud seal and pouring the wine into his mouth. She was born small, but her body seemed like a bottomless hole, and the whole tank of wine went belly down between her eyes, and Anwen couldn't stop it.

“Wait! This wine can't be drunk, it will make you...”

Before Anwen finished speaking, the cylinder had already seen the bottom. The girl was satisfied with her face and said: "It's much more comfortable and it's not cold at last. ”

“You just...”

“It was cold, I thought I was dying. When I saw what you took, I thought it would warm up and bring it over to drink.” The girl said it naturally.

Anwen opened his mouth, but could not reproach him. Spending time with her, he also knew that teenage girls lived essentially instinctively, like fierce beasts roaming the heavens and the earth. Once she encounters something that threatens her life, such as a cold night, she instinctively lives. At that time, she could do anything to survive.

Anwen sighed and felt a hidden pain in his heart, saying: “I don't blame you for grabbing the wine, but you can't... you can't drink it at will. It takes me to handle and remove some of the unnecessary medication in it before it is safe. But now... Alas, what happens later, but it's not my fault. ”

When he spoke, Anwen sighed in his heart and felt a little sorry. To him, it's like chewing peony and losing all of his best intentions.

“What happens?” The girl's eyes were confused again and her little face slowly rose red. She swayed and fell down, obviously drunk.

Anwen sat beside her and waited for the moment to arrive.

A moment later, there was a slight snoring in the blank, like a sleeping leopard. She fell asleep, motionless, until dawn.

At this moment, over the East Sea, the great warring parties are at rest.

Outside Tidal City, there are burning battleship wrecks everywhere. Spider-Man's military camp is also a fiery bear. The bodies of Spider-Man warriors are everywhere, and the entire spider is burned.

Just by looking at the battlefield, you can see that the Empire has won all. Regardless of the ground in the air, the Allied Forever Night Army had a slight advantage, which is why the Spider-Man still refused to leave after all the demons had left and most of the blood had withdrawn. Commander Spider-Man did not believe in Song Zining's so-called future military god name at all, and he held back his efforts to fight Song Zining.

However, when the Spider-Man fleet was truly fought, Song Zining was false and uncertain. Kudong Kuxi's tactical harassment was painful. On numerous occasions, he jumped over and found only a small group of disturbing troops. All day long, spider demons, while successfully eating several small units of the Empire, never found Song Zining's main fleet.

Just as the Spider-Man fleet was exhausted and under-energized and ready to return, the Empire's main fleet suddenly appeared.

The outcome of the fleet battle was destined for the moment when the battleship was suddenly withdrawn from the battlefield. The sharp Imperial fleet defeated the spider demons and turned them into a one-sided massacre. The final battle ended with the spider demons fleeing the battlefield aboard the most powerful high-speed battleship. All injured battleships, as well as troops remaining on the ground, have fallen victim to this service.

At this point in the battlefield, the Imperial Carrier is landing and landing, constantly dropping mercenaries to clean the battlefield. The battleship is divided into four quarters, alerting the enemy who may still be present.

The strong from all sides came to Song Zining's flagship to congratulate him. The size of this fleet theory has not been small in recent battles, and it is also significant because of the control of the passage of the Great Vortex. Song Zining fought smoothly, demonstrating a very high level of command of the fleet, and the future of taking charge of a sub-fleet is not far away.

The Imperial fleet can be different from the private armies of the valves, because the investment is enormous, and even the worlds, only a few can afford their own floating fleet on a small scale. A large fleet of formed fleets, basically in the hands of the Empire and the Imperial Family, is also the most important tool in the family of military checks and balances valves.

Fleet warfare is different from ground warfare. Without God, the powerful play a relatively limited role. And because of the specificity of the command, a commander often requires years of training to be qualified.

At this moment, Song Zining showed his talent for fleet command at a young age, which made all parties smell sensitive guys move in their hearts. The world saw a great breakthrough into the Imperial fleet, and the imperial family felt it was possible to pull him to their side because of the complex backgrounds behind Song Zining, especially his relationship with Li Huang.

Therefore, just after the Great War, the battlefield was not even cleaned up, and all sides came to the door, some wanting to see the wind, some wanting to get familiar, and many more wanting to hug this future thigh early.

However, Song Zining did not have the joy of winning the Great War at this moment. Instead, there was a hidden fear between the eyebrows and a strong sense of laughter.