Monarch of Evernight

The peripheral line of defense was shaken by the impact of the Allied Coalition of Werewolves and Spider-Man, and countless small poisonous spiders were killed and injured by mercenaries under cover of heavy fighting and night. The first line of defense is a hundred holes of sores in the eye.

A line of flares was fired over the defensive position, full of dawn Force light was also like a natural enemy to the tiny spider, and the little spider immediately developed a green smoke, which squeaked and quickly burned into the light to curl his limbs.

Pieces of tiny spiders were roasted to death, and the first-line mercenaries were finally relieved.

“Retreat! Retreat to the second line!” Officers shouting at maximum volume.

Surviving mercenaries fled to the second line of defense with the shortest duration of the flare shell. Dark warriors are fuelled by the smell of blood and scorch, and those who are fierce ignore blurred sights and roar in impoverishment.

The original silent second line of defense suddenly lit up a ray of force shooting at the darkest warriors. Heavy artillery shells, such as raining shells, fell from the sky and fell within the original first line of defence.

This time, most of the powerful members of the Dark Race failed to intercept, watching the shells fall, explode, and swallow the dark warriors in front of them between flames and shock waves.

Heavy artillery fires blocked brutal and effective fire and even killed some mercenaries on the first line of defense who could not escape the bombardment. Those who rushed to the forefront of the Dark Warriors naturally could not escape the cannon fire and were submerged in the blast.

The first-line surviving mercenaries took the opportunity to successfully retreat into the second line of defense. Dark warriors like the tide, after a brief blank, roared towards the second line of defense.

This time, the storm fired not only from the trenches, but also from the remains of several buildings on both sides and behind the line of defence. Not only are the armaments heavily guarded, they also form many crossfire networks, which suddenly increase the casualties of the Dark Warriors.

Marquis the werewolf watching the battle from afar, his eyes squint, and the hunting beard couldn't bear to jump up and scream, “Why so many people! ”

In terms of fire power alone, the second line of defense is twice as powerful as the first line of defense! Such a force layout would be unusual, but it would have worked so well that the Dark Race forces, some of whose sacrifices were simply unexpected, would have been devastated by the prospect of victory.

The Werewolf Marquis said slowly: "It seems there are no more than three or four thousand people in the city. I'm afraid Lord Platt is about to touch a hard nail this time. ”

“How could they have brought so many people here? ”

The Lycan Marquis did not answer, and his eyes fell on the tall spider demon in the middle of the Dark Army Formation.

Under heavy fire from the second line of defense, its large body also seemed to be struggling to move forward.

At this moment, on a floating battleship behind us, Pratt, the deputy Duke of the Spider-Man in dark blue, has just heard from his men, unhappy: “How is that possible? That's all the people are, and they're landing behind us again. There could be 10,000 people! Are all you losers blind? ”

The reported Viscount of the Spider Devil wanted to stop and dared not say more.

Pratt hummed and walked to the deck, standing at the bow, looking forward. He tried his best to see the battlefield.

With the Palace of the Spirit, his ship didn't dare to show up. Even the Grand Duke's cabin was killed by the Palace of the Spirit. His vice duke's ship was still dead.

So Pratt now switches to a high-speed destroyer as a ship. The ship dared not enter the theatre from low altitude and could only look far away.

Platt stood at the bow for a while and was surprised by the intensity of the fighting on the second line of defense.

A moment later, he looked seriously and said, "There can't be so many people in the people, they should be putting the main force on the second line of defense, trying to mislead us. Hmm. How could I possibly fall for Platt? Command, continue to intensify the attack! ”

“My lord, the casualties in the front-line forces seem to be a little high. ”

“Idiot! Gun ash is not valuable, grab as much as you want on the lower continents. If White City cannot be defeated in half a day, the Duke's main force will be here. I don't want to give credit to that old vampire! ”

"Yes, my lord! I'll give you the order now! ”

Shortly after Viscount Werewolf's departure, the offensive on the front line intensified markedly, watching as more and more fires were lit on the ethnic defensive line, and Platt nodded to his satisfaction.

In the middle of the Dark Wars, that very tall spider demon finally approached the Human Defense Line. He stepped out of the flames and the nitrous smoke, all covered with extremely heavy steel armor, as rain bullets all the way, only left a crater of different sizes on the steel armor, the steel armor did not cover, there would be some insignificant minor injuries.

The spider demon holds a three-tube rotary force gun in his right hand, each of which is so thick that it can plug his fist. The gun weighs up to a ton and is as light in his hand as a toy for a child.

Wherever the revolving gunpoint points, there will be a heavy explosion, the nearest ethnic fighter will be blown up, the remains will remain in the centre of the explosion, and the remaining obstacles will be flattened in view.

On the left hand side, the spider demon carries a machete like a door panel, and the blade is wide enough to cut the chariot in half.

“Concentrate your fire and kill that big guy!” A mercenary general screamed hysterically as he raised his hand and a red light erupted from the cannon.

The shell hits right between the spider demon's chest and blooms into a huge fireball. After the fire, however, the spider demon was merely exposed to a layer of burnt skin, with no effect whatsoever.

After this blow, it was fierce, a high leap rushed past dozens of meters and landed in front of the mercenary general, and the head was cut off with a huge blade!

The mercenary's face was desperate and he could only resist with his hands raised. Resistance was futile, and he was cut in half by cannons.

This mercenary general is the commander of the second line of defense. After his death, the spider demon was even more ferocious, slamming his chest hard and roaring with an overwhelming roar of heavy artillery: “I am Medros, Count Gard, who dares to fight me!? ”

His roar echoed on the battlefield, and all mercenaries' faces wrote to varying degrees of fear and despair. And the Dark Warrior is a man of great morale and courage.

At this point, a person suddenly appeared in Medros' field of view, a figure that was not very tall and a bit thin. At first glance, this figure is the most annoying bloodline he has ever seen.

How could a bloodline appear on the defensive lines of a people?

Madrose's brain reaction to being combusted by war was a little sluggish, and he was just about to think about it, and suddenly he realized that the figure was somehow in front of him!

When he saw the heavy sword that had fallen off his head, Madros did not falsely think, but raised the sword directly to greet him. But he didn't think that the guy across the street, who didn't seem to have his thick legs with him, would dare touch him hard!

Heavy swords and blades hit each other, and the enormous weight of Dongyue instantly changed Medros' face, yet he had no room for evasion but to watch Dongyue draw from his brow heart to his spider belly.

Medros' giant spider stifled for a moment, and fell to the ground until he was dying, and he wondered why this thin guy had enough power to overwhelm himself.

A thousand nights floating on the body of Medros. Even if the Earl of Spiderdemons fell, the body was like a hill. Standing at the top of the mountain for a thousand nights, looking down on the battlefield.

The fighting has reached its most intense point, and the second line of defense has been broken through many places under the impact of the dark tide. Nitrous smoke and blood have long inspired the ferocity in the bones of every Dark Warrior, instinctively pounding on every visible target.

The thousand nights standing on the body of Medros are so remarkable at this moment.

Almost at the same moment, all the Dark Warriors swept towards the Thousand Nights, like a wave of darkness.

Thousands of nights without a sword, the darkest warriors in front of them hit an invisible wall and could not enter. And the warrior in the rear was unknown, so he kept pounding forward and immediately hit the foreman.

Between the turns, the Dark Warrior squeezed water around the thousand nights, and the fierce and impatient thread jumped, stepping on his companion's head and shoulders and rushing towards the thousand nights.

Thousands of nights saw the surrounding Dark Warriors gather almost, smiled slightly, put away the Force Wall, Dark Warriors suddenly lost their center of gravity, rushed forward and fell in front of Medros' body.

Take a deep breath for a thousand nights, hold Ding Dongyue in your hands, and cut off six swords in a row to all sides for a moment!

Dongyue was as light as nothing, silently chopped off, but the blade was directed, a large group of dark warriors instantly stiffened, then fell down, and blood poured out beneath him, but he didn't know where he was injured.

Between moments, around a thousand nights, there were only a few Dark Warriors standing.

The distant Dark Race flagship was silent, only to hear a snap, and the glass in Platt's hand was crushed. This is his favorite glass, and now it's broken, and he doesn't know anything.

Standing in the middle of hundreds of corpses and more than a dozen surviving Dark Warriors, the thousands of nights feel small and regrettable. This trick must have been his sharpened sword technique, powerful, best suited for group warfare.

But because it is too powerful, it is also extremely difficult to control. Even if it is built with the martial arts of today's thousand nights, the force can be cultivated, only six swords can be cut out, the distance between the eight swords, sweeping across the highest realm of the six.

But even with a few blind spots, no Dark Warrior can stop a blow. As long as the sword is involved, it will meteor on the spot, and only a dozen lucky people who happen to be standing in the open are still alive.

The gaze of the thousand nights fell on the dozen Dark Warriors, humming. The sound was mild, but thunderous in their ears, and they turned around and ran away. In the face of absolute power, the ferocity of instincts is also subdued.

The attack was resolved when the defeat of the soldiers was handed down and the Dark Warriors retreated like the tide.

See you at night, turn around and disappear into the rebuilding.

Pratt stood still for a moment and suddenly jumped up and said, "Attack! He's bluffing. ”