Monarch of Evernight

Akfir did not move, but nodded, "Indeed, my ancestors were of demonic descent. In that era, the demonic communities were much more distinct, and each community worshipped a different power. My ancestors failed in the jihad and were exiled to neutrality. The so-called neutral land was compatible, but for my people the environment was so harsh that it was almost impossible to survive, and the ancestors eventually found the only land on which they could relocate. Hundreds of years later, there was the Temple of Frost Thunder. If you look at those statues, you should also understand that over the years, we have changed dramatically, from body to soul. Now if I don't say it, no one will ever guess that we were actually demons. ”

“The Dark Race... You're not the Dark Race now, are you? ”

“Indeed." Akfir's divine colour cannot be said to be vain or helpless.

The frosty power of the Temple of Frost Thunder, which is basically in the middle of eternal night and dawn in the power spectrum, is no longer a dark race in the traditional sense. Yet the Demons are the spouses of this world, called the Son of Darkness, Akfir, and not only do their communities have mutated power attributes, but their bloodlines are hard to keep pure, contrasting with the glory of the past, and they don't know what it's like.

Akfir quickly emerged from his emotions and stared at the thousands of nights, "Actually, my sister's gift is over me, and she is currently less powerful than me because I inherited the power of the Temple of Frost Thunder. And yet this power is easy, and the consequences are obvious, and it's hard to make progress in this life. Sister is different, she has the possibility to move on, even a little bit better than me. ”

A thousand nights of silence awaits below.

Akfir paused for a moment and finally said: "Thousand nights, you are qualified enough to lead our people forward. Though my sister and I are very old according to the people. But my sister is still very young for a long life. ”

After a thousand nights of surprise, he saw that he still had something to say. “I'm not strong enough, I don't deserve it. ”

“No, your Force has reached its ultimate level of purity, and your future achievements will be above me and beyond the heroes of our ancestors. As future kings, you have the right to have my people follow you. ”

“But now you can shoot me dead with your hands.” Hurry up and be modest.

“Impossible, I can beat you, but it won't be easy. Besides, my instincts tell me that I may not have the ability to kill you.” Speaking of which, Akfir suddenly stunned, "Well, Frost Cold Temple is my home, and it's not that easy for you to escape unless you have the ability to shuttle the void or anything. But why can't I kill your instincts when I can track the magic trail? ”

Akfir began to think seriously.

Thousands of nights have discovered that this guy is actually very simple in some respects, a little afraid that after he can't figure it out, he has to try, hurry up and say: “It's just intuition, don't be too serious. Get down to business. ”

Akfir awoke from his condescension and nodded: “I see, you rejected my first offer. So let's do it the other way, sister can join your war, and I'll send a few more people. In return, you must also participate in future wars in which our people will seize territory. And in the future, when the Temple of Frost Thunder is in crisis, you will do it for us once. ”

The night was stunned, "This condition seems… too relaxed. With my strength, what can I do? ”

The Temple of Frost Ray has Akfir and Carol, surrounded by natural barriers. An enemy they can't even resist, plus a thousand nights, is really useless.

Yet Akfir said, "You are the king of the future, and your commitment is invaluable. ”

All of a sudden, Akfir felt like he believed in a beautifully packaged advertisement, and he was the traitor. However, the condition was too good, there was no reason to disagree, and he had come to seek support.

The door suddenly opened silently, turning all night and Akfir, and walking in was Carol, who looked a little pale.

“I'm coming with you.” Carol Daw.

Akfir was apparently somewhat surprised to get up: “Sister, we don't know what kind of war we're going to fight...”

Carol shook her head, "It doesn't matter. ”

Thousand Nights frowned, "I think it's still necessary to say it first. ”

Akfir hastily called it.

Carol stretched out her hand and nodded her chest for a thousand nights, one word at a time: “Whatever war you go to, I'll go. Just come and help me out when I open up my territory later. Where's your floating boat? Let's get out of here. ”

What else did Akfir want to say, but looking at Carol's face, he swallowed it all up again, and finally he just said, "Wait a minute, I'm sending a few people with you. There's some chores they can do. ”

Carol frowned and asked Thousand Nights: "The battlefield is neutral? ”

“Not here.”

“Then no problem, Akfir, let them come. I want to go now. ”

Akfir grinned, “You're always in such a hurry. Okay, hold on a second. ”

Nor did he see any movement, and the door was pushed silently again, and four tall, skinny men walked in and stood in line. Their skin is pale and slightly creepy blue.

Thousands of nights hesitated, looked up at Akfir and thought again before deciding to bring the four men to the Palace of the Spirit.

Akfir leads the way, leads the thousands of nights and people to the top of the Temple of Frost Thunder, and says, "I can help you. ”

He raised his hand slowly, and a gentle breeze swept up, holding several people up all night long. The wind seemed gentle but persistent, sending them close to the edge of the protective layer before dissipating. Unexpectedly, Akfir showed tremendous strength and was no worse than Camel Peak. This may also be some kind of hint and warning.

Rise at night and fly to the temple of the Spirit, which is hovering in outer space. Carol followed him with a thunder whip in his hand and rolled up four of his followers. These followers do not have the ability to fly in outer space on their own.

Though he could not bring anyone, he traveled extremely fast in outer space, seeing four followers change color on their faces.

In the void ahead, the immense Palace of the Spirit slowly appeared, and the hull was like a hill, putting a pressure on one's face over a long distance.

As Ying Ling Palace approached, the four followers who had barely remained calm gradually opened their mouths and could no longer close.

Carol and her followers followed as they first flew in from the tail area on the side. At least half of the exterior walls have been completed at this moment, leaving most of the gaps in the tail area. The tail of a groundhog is a very powerful weapon. Whoever wants to rush into a groundhog from the tail needs to think about it.

Inside Yingling Palace, there are craftsmen and warriors from Gaohu, as well as technician gunners from Ningyuan Heavy Industries, plus hundreds of craftsmen commissioning installation equipment, totaling hundreds. But as soon as the hundreds sprinkled into the ship, they were invisible.

At this moment, most of the functional areas inside the ship have been divided and are already prototyped.

Carol followed the thousands of nights to the crew's quarters, first settling four people from the empty cabin. Then, at a thousand nights, we picked up the steps along the gangway to the next level. Near the upper deck, this is where the side guns are placed.

As soon as I stepped on this floor, Carol caught it. She quickly walked to an unfinished gunboat, reaching out and touching the sparkling shell and a trunky crossbow long arrow. A moment later, she turned around and asked, "What level of guns are these? ”

“Imperial Cruiser Class Artillery. ”

“Cruiser Class...” Carol lifted up a meter and looked forward. In this unusually large and tall cannon compartment, there were several crossbows of the same class, and some of the other guns, though smaller, were no different. And this is just the side of the cannon compartment.

Wait a thousand nights for Carol to see enough before taking her forward along the cannon pod. Although more than a dozen guns have been deployed on this side, the cannon pods still appear empty. Once all the shells are filled, it's impossible to imagine the power of this giant ship.

The two men crossed the gunship to the main cannon compartment located at the head of the ship. When Carol saw that door sink again. This time, however, she did not lose her temper, but took a deep look and crossed the main cannon compartment and climbed to the top of her head.

Thousands of nights stand side by side with Carol on the ground, in front of a deep, endless void.

She felt a slight shock under her feet and the Palace of the Spirit slowly turned towards the East Sea.

Carol looked forward and said, "Actually, Akfir is not my own brother. ”

“I know, you once said. ”

“Each of our generations is based on talented warfare, not descent, as the basis for the division of brothers and sisters. According to ancient tradition, young children of the same generation are brought up in a unified manner by the community, so we are not close compared to real blood brothers and sisters. Akfir inherited Frost Cold Force, and I inherited the power of Void Thunder, and traditionally we became brothers and sisters. ”

It's a strange rule, but in order for a group to survive, even the force attributes slide across the spectrum, and it's not surprising that the social fabric develops some unusual rules.

“I once told you that I have werewolf blood on me, albeit rarely, but still do. Its origins…”

Carol paused, seemingly hesitating to say.

"'If you're unhappy,' said Thousand Nights. ”

Carol shook her head, "These things have been on my mind for too long, and I've never had a chance to say them. You are now, at least, qualified to listen. ”

“Our tribe was cursed by a great monarch at the time of exile. The power of the curse is rooted in our veins and cannot be dispelled for generations. The land of neutrality is not suitable for the survival of the demons. For my people, the reaction is even stronger. This is why my people still have to pioneer here, knowing that frost and cold land are difficult. ”

“Yet, despite the fact that it was almost the only option at the time, and despite the fact that everyone knew it would be difficult, the frosty land mass was still too hard, and it was hard for my people to give up on themselves. In order to survive elsewhere in neutrality, my people have tried to escape the curse by mixing with different races. However, all attempts were unsuccessful and, as a result of those attempts, some of the ethnic origin was no longer pure and passed down through the offspring. I'm one of them. Mixed ethnic groups are far less well placed than purebloods, not even slaves. Although I have shown enough talent since I was a child to be seen as the hope of the next generation of my people, what happened to other hybrid brothers and sisters continues to be unforgettable to me. That's why when I was an adult, I was able to inherit the frost force, but eventually chose Void Thunder. ”

“Is there a difference between the two forces?” Thousand Nights Ask.

In the thousands of nights, the sophistication of the Void Thunder is not under the frost and cold force, and the battle power of the Void Thunder is even greater under equal repair. But in the Temple of Frost Thunder, Frost Cold Power is significantly higher than Void Thunder.

Carol explained: "There is no difference in the nature of the two forces, but the quantity is huge. Frost and cold forces are almost endless, while void thunder takes quite a while to muster up a bit. It was only six months before Akfir and I chose power, but he broke through before me, and now he's the superior general, and I'm still wandering in the middle. ”

Thousand nights and that's it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Even Carol herself wouldn't dare say that she could make it to the next level in her lifetime.

Carol seemed to sigh, "I initially wanted a territory, not for my community, but to find a land that could survive and reproduce for those of mixed descent, who were impure in descent, but had a few more options to adapt to the outside world, so... something helpless. ”

Listen quietly for a thousand nights, no talking. In this world, people, despite their difficult situation, are a rising race with an endless future of development. Although the blood tribe has been troubled by the long river of blood, it is still firmly occupying the Holy Mountain of the Evening Parliament, and it is not yet time to fall.

Thus, even before that, a thousand nights of silent glimpses of the sadness of an ethnic decline on William were far less profound than this time in the face of the impoverishment of the entire community of the Temple of Frost Thunder. In a world of darkness, every race has the right to live, even beyond eternity. This is what Dawn and the Neutral camp often say, inspiring and bloody, but for nearly 10,000 years, the only thing that has made it a reality has been the human race.

Thousands of nights don't know how to comfort Carol, just to say one or two words verbally doesn't make any sense.

Carol was slightly uplifted, "But after listening to Akfir and your conversation, I now feel that maybe this land should belong to all the people. ”

Thousand Nights said, "Whatever use you intend to make of that territory, I will do my best to help you. ”

Carol turned around and looked at the thousands of nights and said, "It's not easy to develop an independent territory with the help of both of us. ”

Nodding for a thousand nights, he said, "I need to wait for my strength to grow again. At the same time, we need the support of the army, a fleet, as well as the empire and at least prima facie asylum. So it will take time, but in any case, there will be this territory. ”

Carol looked at the thousand nights and said, "I really don't understand where your confidence comes from. You may not yet know the dilemma we are going to face.” The birth of the Temple of Frost Thunder meant that the possibility of obtaining asylum from the Parliament of Everlasting Night was cut off. And the greater Qin Empire, the stronger this giant thing is, the more unreliable the covenant with the weaker. “If you find a slightly better foothold, the demons will come after you, yes? ”

“Are you so confident now that you know? ”

“Certainly confident. We've been fighting the Dark Race anyway. Will we be afraid of the demon hunt? ”

Carol nodded, “Sounds reasonable. ”

The survival space of a neutral place is never created, where the attributes of the force are unimportant, and where absolute power is important. In fact, holding the North for thousands of nights, they can fulfill their promises if they make a plot of land for Carol. The North is uniquely situated, the land mass environment is much milder than the neutral land, and Carol's people should be able to survive.

But the North is too precious to have to be taken out at all times of the night. Today, the land resources available for exploration are increasingly scarce, and once the North reaches the present world, war will inevitably erupt. Until we have enough capacity to protect ourselves, there is no intention of letting outsiders know about the existence of the North.

The Spirit Palace flies smoothly and feels very little movement. The residual instincts of the Void Beast make it water in the void like a fish.

Carol no longer speaks, but silently experiences this feeling of slipping in the void. At this moment, she feels as if she is merging with the earth, every minute, every second. This opportunity is not easy.

Just as Carol was immersed, suddenly he saw the thousand nights standing so free, that he was not nervous or intentional, and every swing echoed his body ups and downs. Carol was shocked and said, “Can you communicate with this giant ship? ”