Monarch of Evernight

Unlike the subterranean continent of everlasting night, the barren land is relatively poor, and there are natural resources on a large scale. But the amount of resources is not enough to allow the Dark Races of the Upper Middle Continent and the Imperial Gango to flourish, and they have more and more important regions to compete for.

And because of the cloudy force environment here, the top strong do not want to stay here for long, so both the Empire and the Everlasting Night are in a pitiful and tasteless state of abandonment of Lu Lu, finally the same choice is to support the agent.

It is also for this reason that the large, small and large forces on land are standing, not less than the self-weight of the statehood, saying that the emperor is a normal state, and even has his own seal. Anyway, it is just a bluff, in front of the truly strong, such as the Yongnight Council and Daqin, will not come to compare a name, and in front of local stakeholders and subordinate people, of course, the better the situation the town can live in.

Xu Jingxuan wanted to be known as Wang for a thousand nights, in order to be a foreign name score, this is the first step of expansion. Thousand Nights understands his thoughts, but can't let it go. Sometimes, followers' expectations of leaders may vary. Thousands of nights want a force that can help, but it is not yet thought of to reach the rank of king.

Walking alone into the wilderness, he threw it behind his head for a thousand nights. The sun in the sky is getting darker and darker, and that huge fireball is deflecting towards black and red, as if the flames were going out. The surrounding landscapes become blurred and hidden in the shadows and slowly rising fog in the distance.

A thousand nights of convergence, moving forward quickly, for about a minute, suddenly stopping. On the ground, there's a military boot.

Picked it up for a thousand nights and looked at it. It was a dark fire mercenary made up of a layer of dust on the surface, as if it had been abandoned for a long time. There is a deep scratch on the upper that cuts through the tough upper and some dry blood on the opening. Looks like it was a battle after the mercenaries left here.

He looked around and locked his eyes on a rock in the distance. There is a broken metal ring embedded on the rock surface with three hidden marks. A thousand nights came to the rock, sang, reached out and grabbed, five fingers went deep into the rock and left a clear imprint.

That's right, the rocks aren't hard, the claw marks on them are werewolves, and the metal rings are the bracelets that many werewolves like to wear. In the special circumstances of the new world, once the rock surface is destroyed, it is easily eroded by weather, and in a very short period of time, the traces on it disappear.

This is also why we have been tracking all night, but have seen very little clue. If he were one more day late, I'm afraid both military boots and bracelets would disappear.

These two clues indicate that at least one reconnaissance team has passed through here and that fighting has taken place. All reconnaissance teams are a mix of werewolves, the Forces nouvelles and mercenaries in order to be able to respond to any sudden-onset situation.

Thousands of nights continue to go deep into the wilderness, not very far, the foreground is suddenly changing, a forest leaps out of the fog.

The forest almost suddenly appeared in sight, before it was a fog. However, a similar situation has been seen in the thousands of nights, and the mood has not changed much, walking towards the forest.

As you approach the forest, you can see the white mist of the strands swimming back and forth, like a fish swimming in the air at the tail. A thousand nights of blood lurking, converging breath, took a few more steps forward, into the range of activities of those white fog lines.

This was like stepping into a fish pond, and all the fog lines around it were shocked and quickly avoided to the distance.

After a thousand nights, it became clear that the blood lurk had failed. This was the first time he had encountered a similar situation. But blood lurking is not invisible, and this powerful gift is more perceived by the deceitful, and in many cases confusing perceptions is much more useful than avoiding sight.

It's just unexpected, in the new world, to be deciphered by these fog lines that can't say what it is.

Stopped for a thousand nights, motionless. The fog lines seemed curious, and without smelling the danger, they calmed down slowly, and even a few tried to swim close. A thousand nights his hands probed, his hands were like electricity, and the instant he grabbed a fog wire in each hand. The fog line struggled, spinning in the hands of a thousand nights, disappearing.

At first glance, a few drops of milky white water beads are in the palm of the hand. The fog line has disappeared and the water beads do not look like life spirits. Is the fog line dead?

He opened his true horizons and looked to the water beads, and discovered that it contained a very intense force, a liquid force. Apart from the Force, there is nothing in the water beads, no debris, no tiny bones or viscera, almost pure liquid Force.

After being captured by two companions at a thousand nights, the rest of the fog line seemed shocked, bouncing off into the distance, some simply hiding in the forest. It's like a group of spiritual little beings, not the force of cold matter.

What's going on here? Force into sperm? Pure energy can also fuel wisdom?

Even with much common sense of the rules refreshed in the new world, I still feel a little overwhelmed at this moment. He looked at the water beads in his hand and moved in his heart, detecting a blood line and trying to touch the water beads.

Under the stimulus of blood gas, the water beads burned suddenly, illuminating the milky white glitter, and burned out only moments later. In the palm of a thousand nights, there was only one drop of clear water bead, which was pulled by the forces in the environment and volatilized instantly.

This process allows thousands of nights to confirm that a disproportionate number of dawn forces are present in the forces that make up the fog line. Is this what people are searching for, a world dominated by the Force of Dawn? But the intuition of a thousand nights tells him otherwise, at least the force environment here makes him feel more uncomfortable.

Thousands of nights I looked at the forest in front of me and walked in.

As soon as he entered the forest, he suddenly felt something strange in the rear. At the moment, he did not falsely think, but sidestepped away, while at the same time chopping Dongyue back. At this moment, every move was fast lightning, Dongyue directly overtook the two trees, and then split on something unknown, making it scream.

In the roar, the two trees slowly fell. On the other hand, there is an extra beast on the ground, already divided into two segments, but still struggling with each other.

Thousands of nights look familiar and recognize this as a beast that first entered the world of eternal night through the 'door', with sharp head-on collisions as its emblem. With its speed and lethality, the beast did not expect to have a good hiding power in a forest environment until it felt different at night when it launched the attack, and did not know when it was approaching itself.

Since the blood lurking is useless, the atmosphere is relegated at night, and a faint golden flame is lit all around. Together, the flame of the Force actually broadened his perception range, and in the rich environment of the Force of Dawn, the flame of the Force of Dawn is much less expensive, which is kind of a small use of the surrounding environment.

One of the greatest advantages of becoming a god is that you can raise your hand and multiply it by calling the forces in the surrounding environment. But the New World's forces are special in nature, almost impossible to call upon, and it takes time to adapt to some of the strange rules, which also leads God to drastically diminish his power.

However, the rules of pure power in the new world are not unusual. They are good at close-knit struggles, powerful bodies and strong powers. It is not particularly powerful to be weakened.

However, there are consequences of igniting the force, and there is a feeling of constant gaze on oneself at night, even coming from the depths of the forest, without knowing how they ‘see' themselves.

Anyway, sooner or later, they will be discovered and will walk directly to the forest centre, with no hesitation.

The forest began to ring as if huge swarms of insects were flying in circles. In that instant, several black dots fly out of the woods and fly thousands of nights at speeds comparable to those of a Force Bullet!

The footsteps of the thousand nights were slightly moving, Dongyue crossed, and put the blade blade on the necessary places of those black dots, and when the number was loud, the black dots were all divided into two and fell to the ground.

The force coming from his hand was amazing. Instead of seeing what the black spot was on the ground for thousands of nights, he first checked Ken Feng, and saw Dongyue Blade Feng was safe and sound, like a new one, which only relieved him.

He moved some numb arms and looked to the ground. Those black dots are a fist-sized beast, or more like bugs.

They are all covered in dark grey crusts with a sharp head like the tip of a dagger blade and a circular loop in the lower half. When the circle swells and shrinks, a circle of force is ejected. This insect-shaped beast does not have wings and is propelled by the circle of force rings to reach near the velocity of the force bomb.

There is no resistance to such attacks in general, but unfortunately they are encountering thousands of nights. The speed of the beasts became their own killers when they braked statically at night and Dongyue was in charge.

This wave of attacks, seemingly unpredictable at night, has actually used very high levels of tactics. Instead of settling the crisis perfectly, he was not relaxed and his face was heavier. Now he's walking in total chaos, and every step he takes, he doesn't know what he's going to meet in the next moment.

There was another unusual whistle in the forest, and a bullet-like beast left a raw force ring in the air, lashing for thousands of nights. Thousands of nights recede only between inches, Dongyue becomes unstable, and the wind and rain will cover his surroundings.

After a string of dings when the metal interacted, there was an extra layer of insect-shaped beast corpse around the thousand nights. A brief silence ensued in the forest and seemed to shock the herd of beasts hidden in the shadows.

A thousand nights moved his arms and body, and his femurs burst like firecrackers. Even he felt a little sour after blocking hundreds of exotic animals from dying.

At this time, however, the physique of the ancient bloodline showed the advantages of continuing. Before the next wave of attack, a few breathing kung fu, blood gas will march all over the body, and it will be uncomfortable to empty.

He had just recovered, and suddenly deep in the forest, a formation of beasts roared like a great clutter, one beast after the other rushed out of the woods and pounded into the thousands of nights!

This battle, instead, was the least fearful of the thousand nights. His figure flashed, and he had appeared outside the attack group of the herd of beasts, and then began a fine set of swordsmanship, close to the myriad beasts, where the sword blade passed, a flash of blood erupted.

Seeing more and more alien beasts gushing out of the forest, they turned into a small army, almost all of them. Thousands of nights silently calculate the coverage of the realm and the opportunity to plunder, and constantly move, attracting legions of beasts to follow their own actions.

At this moment, suddenly a sharp scream burst out of the armor of a thousand nights. It seemed to be provoked by the surrounding herd of beasts, shouting, bouncing, colliding straight into the head of a beast like a wild horse, drilling out of the back of the brain between the eyes. Immediately afterwards, the prick swept away again, and then crashed into the head of a beast next to it, punching the skull hole again.

Between the eyes, more than a dozen beasts died in the blast of flying pricks, killing harder than a thousand nights.