Monarch of Evernight

Thousands of nights came and smiled. "The old man's breath is not too small. It seems necessary for you to see it long. Pass the word. Kill that big guy! ”

The battle patrol retreated slightly, the bow was low, and then a giant crossbow burning through the main gun sounded like a white bone!

The war felt a huge threat, hissing loudly, the front hoof rising high, swinging the long nose covering the heavy armor, trying to block the giant crossbow.

The elephant nose threw out, but took an empty space. The speed of the giant crossbow was simply not able to keep up with the reaction of the giant beast. It instantly bombarded the elephant's head, and the spin was a shocking explosion, blowing the elephant's skull armor apart. After the explosion, he left behind a flame of bears, burning his head like a frenzy, kicking around and stepping on the surrounding werewolf warriors. The palace on the back is also torn apart, throwing a lot of sacrifices and handshakes out of it.

Battle cruisers are the empire's newest sharp mainship, and a single main cannon can hit or even sink a cruiser. White bone warfare looked horrible. After all, it did not load the steel body of the Force Law Array like a battleship. White bone armor could not be compared to the armoured layer of an imperial warship. One cannon lost its power when a war cruiser shelled it.

The captain didn't stop there. The main cannon locked the battle image again and fired another cannon!

Thousand Nights gave the order, but killed the fighter.

The Duke of the White Bone has flown halfway through the sky and saw the heavy artillery blow up again. He was angry and yelled at and intercepted remotely. A giant white bone claw emerged in the sky and grabbed it on a giant crossbow, blasting it overhead.

The Duke of White Bones, however, had a shock to his body, and several cracks appeared when his hands clapped. Forced interception of war cruiser guns seems to have cost him a little.

However, the battle cruiser was recharged again, and the roar was another shell!

The battle cruiser cannon was adjusted to the critical state, and the sailors and gunmen rushed so hard to ensure that the cannon pressed the overheating line to give the highest firing speed. One gunshot was then fired at the white bone warfare elephant. The Duke growled like a thunder and fired electricity, blowing up a giant crossbow.

At night, his eyes turned blue, reflecting the figure of the White Bone Duke, and at his fingertips, a pale black feather appeared.

The White Bone Duke suddenly felt chilly, slowly moving his hand and missed a giant crossbow, watching it blow to the side of the head of the fighter. This was a penetrating armour-piercing blasting crossbow, deeply nailed into the head of an elephant that had lost its armor protection, and then a shocking explosion, exploding into the head of an elephant of war with a horrific wound several metres square, revealing even the skull inside.

The White Bone Duke finally stopped and stared at the night. There were thousands of nights on the sidelines, and he couldn't protect the image. Imperial battle patrols were also far more powerful than he had imagined, and every effort had been made to intercept the main artillery shelling unless he was forced aboard in order to escape the current passive situation.

He had never faced a floating warship of this class in centuries before. In the Emerald Sea, he was a worthy king, both on earth and in the sky, but now the throne of the sky has been overthrown.

The Duke of White Bones bites his teeth: "You're dead! ”

As soon as he moved, he appeared in front of Thousand Nights and stretched out his claws and grabbed them into Thousand Nights Throat. The night did not shy away, striking exactly the same, and grabbing at the throat of the Duke of White Bones.

The White Bone Duke was furious, his hand was faster and a few points faster, and he held it with his palm of a thousand nights and began to squeeze.

This is the most primitive collision of force and power, and the favorite starting model for werewolves and spider demons in the dark race. Demons and bloodlines are more inclined to the realm of speed and combat arts because of their innate physique, and therefore consider werewolves and spider demons to be rude synonyms. But anyway, it's a fact, let alone a human race, that blood and werewolves are at a power disadvantage.

This unidentified little guy dares to die with his own horns! The Duke of the White Bone feels deeply insulted, the force erupts, his hands are even three strong, he wants to crush the hand bone of the thousand nights and even his entire arm!

A circle of intangible force fields centered on two people, instantly blown up, even a huge battle tour was pushed down for dozens of meters, on the deck like a hurricane, all plug-in equipment was lifted, even two sub-guns fixed to the deck were raw torn off, rolled over to the distance, landed and killed more than a dozen werewolves on the lower battlefield.

After the hurricane, a thousand nights in the air and the White Bone Duke appeared. It was surprising to everyone that the Duke of the White Bone had held up to a series of force shocks at night!

Though she looked pale at night and was pressed back to her back for a moment to straighten up, she still held on. At this moment, the Duke of White Bones finally fell from the altar where he sat for 300 years.

The two men split apart and flashed at night, instantly pulling up 100 meters, avoiding a brain blow by the Duke of White Bones. As soon as the White Bone Duke struck down, his body burst and reappeared in front of him for a thousand nights, almost no slower than his void flashed. The Duke punched again when his face blew away, while the thousand nights were arms crossed and he took the Duke's punch again.

A thunderstorm exploded in the air, and this time it was bombarded more than 10 meters in the night. A strand of blood came from the corner of the mouth and was finally slightly injured. However, such a battle has been conceived by all. Even one side of the Great Corridor, such as Askar and Xu Jingxuan, envisioned a thousand nights of roundabout with the White Bone Duke, but never thought it would be this kind of frontal touchdown.

The Duke of White Bones was also a big surprise. He sprayed anger in his eyes and killed the machine. This time he finally put up a little arrogance, not in a hurry, but let the endless force gather in his claws, ready to strike with all his might and kill the enemy in front of him.

Thousands of nights are too young to make him cold. If we do not solve the thousand nights today, the throne of the Emerald Sea will surely fall into the hands of this young man in a few more years, even if it can be preserved now.

The Duke's accumulation had just been completed, and suddenly a thunderbolt appeared in the air behind him. A long whip was like a flying thunder dragon, slamming hard into the Duke's back brain. This whip is powerful, and the Duke of White Bones dares not take it lightly, turning back and beating the thunderbolt away.

Carol's figure appeared not far away, surrounded by thunderbolts, like a god in the sky.

The Duke of White Bones gazed heavily, "Who are you? ”

As soon as Carol threw the thunder whip, she took the big thunder, “You don't need to know who I am. If you don't run away, it won't be too late. ”

“On your own?” The White Bone Duke laughed wildly.

Carol laughed, "Try it and you'll see. ”

Just as she lifted the thunder whip and was about to do it, she suddenly called her at night, pointing down: “I dragged him down, you settled his men and grandchildren first. ”

Carol glanced at Thousand Nights and said, "Are you sure? ”

“Don't worry, such a weak duke, what can you do with me? ”

“Okay, be careful, don't play dead yourself. ”

“I don't want to die yet. ”

Without dragging the mud, Carol moved in shape and poured towards the army of the newly reclaimed Emerald Seawolves.

At this moment, the Duke of White Bones must be windless and automatic, surrounded by a light green force flame, his hands trembling slightly. Carol's rank is not much different from that of the Duke of White Bones, and that thunder whip contains much more power. She joins forces with the Thousand Nights, and the Duke of White Bones is almost defeated.

But even if he performed tough, there was still a huge gap with the Duke of White Bones, and he felt he could fight him alone. Since King's Landing on the Emerald Sea 300 years ago, why has the Duke of White Bones ever suffered such humiliation?

The Duke's face was still hidden behind the mask, and no one knew what was really happening to him at the moment. The Duke of White Bones stood still in the air, leaving Carol alone.

By the time Carol had gone far, the Duke's eyes were suddenly overwhelmed, staring at the night.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of a thousand nights, with a punch and infinite power, and burst out! Thousands of nights still choose hard connections, and they are bombarded dozens of meters backwards.

The Duke of White Bones accompanied him in shadow, followed closely by a thousand nights, punched his elbows, swept his knees and swept his legs, his offense like a storm. And for a thousand nights there was only defensive work, and there was nothing to fight back.

There are constant thunderbolts in the air, and every thunderbolt is a collision between the Duke and the Thousand Nights Force. This collision has no illusions and no room for manoeuvre.

Thousands of nights have gone downwind, such as handicapped candles in the wind, painfully supported under the Duke's offensive, and the light of the Force Shield on his body has become even darker, and may extinguish at any moment.

With the sight of the thousand nights to be unsustainable, the Duke's strike speed is a little slow, but his strength is increasing. Every memory is like an axe, such as a big hammer, and the hammer smelts the stubborn iron on the anvil.

The range of the Thousand Nights Defense has been compressed to the limit, only on Monday's palm, and every part of your body is defensible and defensible. Between these dimensions, the art of fighting has been interpreted as the ultimate.

However, this is still not enough. After all, he is facing the White Bone Duke. Each foot of the Duke's fist reaches the pole and weighs to the pole, even if it slows down, but relative to before, it does not leave any available space for a thousand nights.

At every moment, countless attacks fall on the body of a thousand nights. And as long as the night reveals a slight flaw, the Duke's attack will follow that point.

In this battle, one understands why the White Bone Duke was able to reign in the Emerald Sea for 300 years. Not only is it repression of rank and pure power, but the Duke of Darkness is also a natural combat genius.

The Force Shield of the Thousand Nights is constantly broken and can be hit hard from time to time. Even with the ancient lineage of thousands of nights, it is difficult to withstand this intensity of bombardment. Each time he was hit, his force fluctuated dramatically. Dark golden blood gas is stuck in the body and focuses on strengthening and repairing the muscle's internal organs.

The Force Shield, on the other hand, is blind and dark. After being blown up, a barrier will be created for a moment, and then blown up again.

The dawn is bright, pure and fierce, and the Force Shield that has been transformed into it is also extremely strong. Even on a thin layer, the light is almost invisible, and the White Bone Duke often needs three or five consecutive focus hits to be able to break it.

If the shield is broken, reborn and broken, so many times, the thousand nights have fallen into the downwind, as if they can't even fight back. Every time the White Bone Duke accumulates to its peak, it's like he's gonna tear the shadow out of his sight, yet every thousand nights miraculously survive.

Gradually, this ostensibly suppressed battle in the air showed some other significance. Thousands of nights, even while the shield lasted, did not take advantage of the possibility to launch even a counter-attack, which was a complete defense.

Down on the battlefield, the situation is turned upside down.