Monarch of Evernight

“I dare not call myself an emperor.” Lin Xitang did not move.

Hao Dai snooped over and grabbed Lin Xitang's arm. The fog came out of his surroundings. It was almost black and filled the hall just a few breaths away. In the middle of the fog, it swept like a storm, hiding the illusion of a rattle-backed serpent.

Sulu, two huge shadows passed, and the wings were spread out at the blade of the snake.

Lin Xitang's calm expression was shattered at this moment.

Tengsnake is the family emblem of the Emperor Qin Dynasty, the Golden Claw Xuan body, but none of the totems have ever been on the blades! Only a handful of people know implicitly that the talent totems that flow from the Imperial Family are incomplete.

“In the wilderness of Dudu, the serpent came out with bathing water, golden claws, thunder horns and wings.” Hao Di slowly said: “This is the complete form of Too Ancestral Talent Totem. ”

Lin Xitang's gripped arm trembled slightly, suddenly a layer of light blue thin ice appeared from his elbow, spreading quickly to his fingertips.

The nearby blue and black fog immediately separated several strands, condensed the five-finger shape, and removed the thin ice. Thin ice dissociates into black flames, each core is red as a drop of blood, and is then crushed by five fingers.

“Can't you hold back the old wounds without Gu Tuo Hai refined tiger wolf agent?” Hao's face didn't see any emotions.

Lin Xitang leaned in the sofa, closed his eyes weakly, and did not speak.

“Aren't you happy? At last, we can see that we are on the right path. Ever since Taizu plotted the" beginning of the week ", a thousand and one hundred and twenty years have been sacrificed, yet no one knows whether it makes sense to do so. Now that the talent totem awakens, it means that the dawn is truly recovering and growing. In this everlasting world, darkness is no longer the only god's family, and the renaissance of the people requires only time. ”

Lin Xitang's expression softened and lowered his voice: “Congratulations, Your Majesty.” Pause and sigh: “So the new world begins, Your Majesty should understand what's going on? ”

Hao's eyes changed slightly. The rumors of the new world rose after Lin Xitang entered the cabinet. After all, he did not ask how he knew. He simply replied: "It is true, but the world itself is unknown. ”

“If the situation changes so dramatically, expanding the landslide war is not a good option. ”

“Tree desire is silent and windy, and with the present floating situation, we cannot stop if we want a truce. Ha 'aretz explained patiently:" So let them fight if they want, otherwise people are depressed, there is no chance here, they will look elsewhere for opportunities. ”

Lin Xitang opened his eyes.

“Since they want your power, see if they have the power to grab it.” The Hao Emperor faintly said: “King Qingyang once said a word, Daqin so many powerful people and the heavenly machine, can't let you stand all alone. I think he's right. ”

Lin Xitang couldn't help but frown. Zhang Boqian's original words probably meant this. The words were much worse than this.

“This time the Ministry has good reason to fight, it is rare that the King of Everlasting Life is not stingy enough to forbid the garrison, so if they wish, there can be no harm in floating in the bag. As for who, what is planned, what is planned, what is going on in the war, you always know. ”

Lin Xitang looked at Hao dynasty with a slight change of face, like the first time he knew his monarch, and asked heavily: “So who is leading the other main line? ”

Hao Dai slowly said: "Lin Qing, as long as you can walk down the mountain yourself, no one will stop you. ”

Then the hall fell into death-like silence.

When Hao Dai walked out of the Cabinet, it was the middle of the moon. He stood on the white jade stone steps, overlooking the Emperor in the night, then raised his hand in front of him and held his fist, as if he had caught 10,000 lights.

“Father, look, I've finally become the most annoying person I've ever been.” Daqin's supreme shoulders were full of moonlight and he spoke to himself.

Beneath the steps, in the shadow, stood several internal waiters, deaf, silent, immobile, like a puppet of honor.

There are no days and nights in the void, only fierce battlefields.

Just moments before the Evening Reinforcements arrived on the battlefield, the Empire's battleships were almost as insane and desperate to hit their opponents with artillery fire. When the two Grand Duke ships saw the arrival of the reinforcements, they changed their strategy, no longer knocking, but rushing to the periphery.

When they insist on breaking through, there is little the Empire can do. Two destroyers that had been desperately stopped on the road were directly shot in two by Grand Duke guns. The Grand Duke hit directly from the burning wreckage, breaking out of the perimeter of the Imperial Battleship.

Not far away, the right phase stood on a bridge that still smelled like smoke and stared at two Grand Duke ships, wondering what they were thinking. He suddenly turned around and said in a dull voice: "Passage! This ship detours at full speed, stop that ship...”

He spoke half the time and his voice suddenly muted. An old man grinned, "My lord, our ship is almost immobile. It can't be stopped. ”

The bridge is full of conspirators, who are very good at conspiracy tricks. Even with the rank of the Force, there is little experience in frontal combat. But what the right phase now sees is that everyone is wounded, it's just grass wrapped. One of the most seriously injured flew his entire calf, leaning on the table and standing on one leg.

The Right Minister remembers that he was famously timid and afraid to die, but now his eyes are still glaring and he is ready to slay his enemies. The wounds on your body seem to have been forgotten.

On the other side of the bridge, there was coke black, and there was an extra hole in the cabin wall, and the cold air kept blowing inward, but the remaining scorching heat could not dissipate.

The floors were littered with corpses, several of them conspirators and sailors, many of them Dark Race fighters. At the toughest of times, a large number of Dark Race fighters attempted to capture the ship despite the damage caused by the war. Had the Empire flagship been captured, it would have been a serious blow to the morale and prestige of the entire Empire.

Strong men have succeeded in breaking into the bridge, one Marquis and two Counts being killed by their right hands. And the other conspirators are the dead. Whatever they are, no one is fearful at this line of life and death.

After seeing the living subordinates, the right phase nodded slowly, "Wait, none of you are negative to me. ”

This is the highest rating the right can say, the people have just appeared, but the right phase is a sigh: “Too bad the plot is human, the work is in heaven. But I am a negative empire. ”

He lifted his left hand and slowed down: “Call the whole army, retreat...”

No. Order me, it's final. Although the Imperial Fleet was far superior in terms of results, the battle was lost. Releasing two Grand Duke warships and failing to seize control of outer space would have a fatal impact on the overall war. Perhaps the Battle of Surface will be protracted since then, becoming a black hole that devours the flesh and blood of imperial generals. Such a protracted war is the last thing the Empire wants to face, and I'm afraid it will be withdrawn for a while longer.

By this order, it's extraordinarily long. It's the right side of itself, and subconsciously doesn't want to say it.

The word "back” has been hovering on his lips several times, just as he was about to vomit, a plotter suddenly screamed: “So, what is it?! ”

Shocked right and turned to look in the direction of the person's finger. Only a large shadow suddenly covered the battlefield, and Xu Xuzi was still moving over the fierce battleship.

In the darkness, a bit of brilliant light suddenly appeared, with a seven-colored trail, falling towards a Grand Duchy vessel that had just rushed into the periphery.

The stern of the ship was struck by colorful lights, and suddenly a shocking explosion broke out, causing the entire hull to sink. In the past, where the fire was seen, the stern had been blown out of a large hole, and the speed of the entire battleship had been slightly slower, apparently affecting the power system.

The power of this strike is staggering, yet some will be more astonished than the imperial crowd.

Lingal jumped straight out of his seat in a distant Forever Night reinforcement ship, biting his teeth and screaming, “It's him! ”

A sudden light appeared in front of Lingal, a dignified elderly demon. He glanced at Lingal like electricity, coldly: “What's so alarming? ”

Lingal stood up and saluted, "Please forgive me if I see people still ambushing and panicking. ”

The elderly demon hummed, "Panic, like what! No wonder you lost half of your fleet. Now that you're working under me, you're going to have to look a little bit like that. If the battle is bad later, I won't look at anyone's situation, punish as much as I want! ”

“I remember.” Lingal seemed very good.

The elderly demon was only satisfied and the curtain dissipated.

Lingal bit herself in the teeth, and her face looked a little grumpy. She glanced at the spot where the light appeared. At this point, a man next to him lowered his heart pressure and said, "Isn't that your landing? ”

“Shut up!” Lingal glanced at him so hard that he swallowed all the words below.

Lingal looked at the distance and looked gloomy, wondering what was on her mind.

The Everlasting Reinforcements fleet is accelerating again, trying to make it to the battlefield. On the battlefield, the Grand Duke, which was hit by an accident, initially panicked, but quickly adjusted. Instead of rushing to escape, it circled in place and resisted, assembling the remaining perpetual night warships to reconfigure the line of defense.

When the Grand Duke steps into battalion, it becomes extremely difficult. The Imperial Battleship poses a sufficient threat to it, but does not dare to touch hard on it. Below the battleship, any battleship that is hit by its main artillery could be destroyed, and even a brave captain would not dare approach it too closely.

At this point, another colorful glow fell in the void. This time the Grand Duke was ready, dozens of sub-artillery guns were fired, and it was clear that the powerful manipulated the guns themselves, which was particularly accurate, and would blow up the seven colored lights.

But the people on this ship still have time to cheer, and a huge shadow overshadows the Grand Duke!

The Palace of the Spirit descended from heaven and crashed heavily on the Grand Duke. In front of the Palace of the Spirit, the Grand Duke ship is a small boat, and the three together are the length of the Palace of the Spirit. After being struck so hard by the Spirit Palace, it immediately rolled out and the entire depression where it was struck was obviously quite traumatized.

But it's not all bad luck, it's just the beginning.