Monarch of Evernight

Throughout the battle, more than 40,000 mercenaries in the land of darkness and neutrality, along with 1,000 Zhao's private forces, almost all died in battle, with only a few hundred survivors.

In this small area, more than 100,000 bodies were dumped at night, half of them real elites. Countless high-ranking officers and strong-armed men were killed in the war, and the Marquis alone outnumbered the two digits. As the most elite part of the entire perpetual night council, Gao Xing swordholders of the Black Day squad were almost defeated throughout White City.

This little stone town is a real meat grinder.

In the Battle of Surface, if there is a storm, the Windy Eye is White City.

Now that the wind has stabilized, the surrounding cyclones are still violently rioting, like the ancient giant beasts roaring to tear apart everything in the field.

Floating land is closest to the edge of the mainland side of Daqin, with an imperial resource point. Building specifications barely count towards a small fortress, which is usually used for local to land-based logistics connections and trans-shipment.

Since the beginning of the war, the local airports have been almost idle, and large quantities of material have been transported to and from fortresses, up to small speedboats, mainly transmitting intelligence information and small quantities.

So this is not the focus of the attack by the Dark Army. Of course, there have been a few short-lived, high-intensity battles throughout the landscape. The Dark Race did not expect that there would also be gods sitting in towns, beaten to death.

The entire building community is in a hurry to get in and out of the empire. In the crowd, there was a grey figure buried in his head, wrapped in a hooded cape with a long ankle, and only his boots could see the Imperial Army boot style. Strangely enough, however, he walked all the way in and nobody stopped him or interrogated him.

The gray figure continues to walk up to the battle room in the main hall on the third floor of the fortress and pushes directly into the door.

The right phase raised its head from the long table full of information and suddenly opened its eyes, "You! …… ”

Someone didn't wait for him to finish, and under the cape lit an eye-catching cold light and cut it straight to the right. The fight ended very quickly, and when several generals of the military ministry heard the exotic rush in, the right phase, twisted in the seat, was no longer breathing.

Someone would have put the hood down long ago and revealed a silver hair, but the hair was covered in grey, as if it had contaminated a lot of dust all the way. He stood in front of the floating sand tray, skillfully moving some of the markers, occasionally finding pages from the pile of information on the side table, swiftly reading them, and then returning to the sand tray.

The generals looked clearly at the face of the person and drowned their guns, revealing a shocking expression of tongue.

At this time, another person broke in at the door. He was a plotter beside him to the right. If the generals were suspicious, he saw the situation in the house, and immediately rushed forward to the Trident to point at someone, "You...”

Lin Xitang stretched his finger lightly, and the invisible blade crossed the plotter's throat. A body that had lost its vitality fell down heavily.

The room was quiet and only breathing sounded.

Lin Xitang did not raise his head until he had adjusted all the markings on the sand plate. He looked around at the generals present and said: “The government is reconstituted, and the military ministry is under the Cabinet. I am the ruler, the head of the Cabinet, with jurisdiction over the military ministry. ”

“The execution of my minister was reported to you. ”

“Adjust the directions on the sand tray and record them for the quickest possible delivery to the army. ”

Lin Xitang finished his statement and turned around and left. After a group of still standing generals, a famous Major General finally said: “Handsome Lin! The front line is in critical condition! I don't know where those black-blooded bastards came from! ”

Lin Xitang nodded, “I know, I'm going to the front now.” He said, leaving without going back.

The generals looked at each other, suddenly full of fighting energy, rushed to work apart by the sand plate, and no one noticed the two bodies on the chair and on the ground. Lin Zhuang has appeared on the battlefield, so this battle is a victory to be won. No one can tell exactly where this confidence came from, perhaps the legend of this man overturning his hands one at a time.

Imperial East Road Army fighters have unknowingly carried out several strangulations with the Dark Race. In the air above the army, there is less than one perpetually strong man besieging the sea, and half of the others are wounded.

Seamike's ten fingers have been ripped apart and his body is covered in blood. Blood drips through the wounds slowly healing and seeps out. Even the clear bowstrings on his hands are colored. But she stood in the air, her back was still straight, her face was just too pale and a little weak.

Once again, however, before they had reached 100 metres, a crisp gunshot was heard, and almost everyone's field of view showed a high-speed revolving bullet, flying towards the eyebrows.

The strong ones were shocked, ignored the attack, and took advantage to defend themselves. It wasn't until then that most people realized that the bullet that struck them was just an illusion. They were still in shock, only heard one scream, a companion fell from the air, the bullet that had hit him was true!

Heimi turned to the eastern void as the shots were fired, yet there was nothing under the gray sky. Her pale face suddenly fluttered with morbid redness. Even in the face of the strong, she had never stood in a half-waved position. She actually swayed slightly.

Someone suddenly woke up among the Forever Night Powerful, "Rethinking the Corridor! Lin Xitang!” The next move of the strong who called it out was to turn around and run, completely ignoring his own companions.

“Reshadow Corridor” is the magic of Lin Xitang, one of Daqin's two perfections. The Night Strong man had apparently fought with Lin Xitang on the battlefield and was also scared.

A gentle and cold voice said: "Yes, go back and tell him I'm here. ”

Another shot was fired and several projectiles were reproduced in the void. All those present at this time were scattered as birds and beasts, and distant people screamed, apparently one of the bad luck bastards still hadn't escaped the live bullet, but the wounds were not fatal because he had escaped.

Seamike moved his lips, but the name finally appeared on the tip of his tongue and never vomited.

She doesn't know how long she's been standing, like a moment, like a hundred years. In this airspace, there was nothing but the soaring smell of smoke, and that gentle sound, as if engraved in her bone blood, never rang again.

Seamike suddenly coughed hard and spit out a bite of blood. She straightened her body, looked at her wounded palms, and then squeezed a long bow and turned her gaze to the ground battlefield, then into the fiercest corner of the battle.

As for the airspace above, silence and emptiness were restored.

In the depths of the void, Hubbs' double-eyebrows are locked and his face is gloomy, constantly urging the fleet to accelerate. But at this moment, the fleet is approaching the speed limit. If it stays in its current state, and there is no transit supply, is there enough fuel to return forever? How can it be faster?

The only way to achieve the desired speed is for Hubbs to disengage his ship from the entire fleet and make a single advance. Habs was almost impulsive a few times, and eventually he withstood, leading the entire fleet. And the destination, only he knows.

Even the captain of the Royal Throne is full of fog and is constantly adjusting his course only as directed by Habs, and other battleships in the fleet cannot touch their heads.

However, more than an hour after their voyage, they discovered that their fleet was expanding, that the new companions were almost the dominant species, that they were supposed to come from a floating offshore void motorized fleet, that some warships might have been engaged in combat when they were assembled and that there were still traces of artillery fire on their bodies.

The captain quickly distributed another order from Habs, then took his own hand-painted trajectory. They were found circling from the westerly side of the floating land to the eastern end, turning twice in a row, and are now heading towards the middle mainland where the Empire of Great Qin is located.

The captain couldn't help but touch the short beard on his chin. This way of sailing, say, is to gather up the fleet everywhere, as if there was another purpose, as if to drive something, or to be precise, to chase something.

However, the captain immediately rubbed the paper into a bunch, satisfying his curiosity. Forget it, he would not dare to provoke a prince who was clearly in a bad mood.

So we sailed at full speed, and for half a day, the fleet finally came to a void.

Located in the middle of a landslide and an empire, one could be hit back and forth by the Imperial Fleet if not handled properly. And the surrounding airspace is not too peaceful, and just a few dozen kilometres ahead, there is a shaped storm of void.

Habs, however, ignored the dangerous posture and ordered the fleet to set up an interception formation and wait.

A moment later, a leafy light boat appeared in front, floating in a void storm.

The light boat is not big enough to fill up, which means it can hold seven or eight people, which is almost the smallest size for a floating boat. Such a small floating boat, that is, it cannot pass through the storm or sail far, can only be used inland. But it actually appeared in the void, and crossing the storm was like gliding on the tip of a wave, gently pounding over.

On the Hubbs, the strong bloodline faces each other, and there is a hidden sense of unease in their hearts. This Leaf Lone Boat is really weird to come by, and you don't even have to think about it to know, it must be sitting on a truly powerful man.

The bang sounded softly, the glass in Habs' hand was crushed, and the orange wine liquid spilled all over the floor, like blood.

Everyone was shocked, and for years, it was rare to see Habs so disoriented.

The first time Habs returned to the clan, he was the Duke, and he gave the impression that he was gentle and calm and that no matter what happened, he would not show too obvious a change in mood relative to the pressure usually taken by the blood superiors.

But now, he's clearly out of shape and he doesn't know anything about it.

The ticking drops of liquor on the floor finally woke Hubbles, who looked at the crystal shards that had fallen all over the floor, frowned, and then rudely wiped his hands on his coat, then took off his gown and threw it away, dressed in a hunting costume and walked to the deck.

He had just stepped out of the door, an unspeakable feeling suddenly arrived, there was an abyss-like atmosphere instantly filled with heaven and earth, instinctive chestnut for a strong group of blood, slightly lower order almost kneeling down.

Pressure covered the entire void, and the other battleships were not spared the everlasting strong, and constantly someone couldn't hold on, pounding on their knees.

This irresistible fear, this repression from the source of darkness, can only come from above the Holy Mountains. I don't know who the supreme is, but I put my eyes on it. Not knowing which side of the Ye Lone Boat was holy, it could attract supreme attention and labored Hubbs to intercept the big banner drum.

Habs glanced at the empty void and the complexity of his eyes flashed past and was hidden in the deepest part of his pupil. His right hand, dripping beside him, moved his finger and eventually restrained it without touching his chest.

At the moment when that little floating boat appeared, the split bloodstream dissipated, not shielded from consciousness, not hidden from the bloodstream, but completely non-existent.

Habs set his mind and walked to the deck, then stepped into the void and stood in front of the Ye Lone Boat.

“This time, you'll never escape. ”