Monarch of Evernight

The situation in the western part of the Emerald Sea, which was not calm, boiled completely after the arrival of a team of floating warships.

Floating warships landed on vast grasslands from which a heavily armed ethnic fighter jumped. Overall, these fighters are better equipped than dark fire mercenaries, and many styles look great for small battles, although the garment styles vary in colour and look a little messy.

These are private military fighters from all over the world, originally based in Liaocheng, Zheng Guo, who are now transferred to the west.

A bearded general looks far away and can see the smoke columns rising on the horizon. He waved behind him and said, "You, take dozens of people and go check it out. ”

The deputy commands, leads the family warriors in the Land Cruiser and drives forward. In other directions, several Land Cruisers also rush in the same direction.

The officer with the mustache snapped, "This shit is going to take credit, too! ”

Several Land Cruisers approached each other and suddenly a group of werewolves came in this direction. Several private forces instinctively grabbed the heavy machine gun in the reconnaissance vehicle and, without hesitation, started firing wildly, knocking down the werewolf who was running in front of them.

“Stop! Don't shoot!” A werewolf warrior screamed, but the private army ignored him.

The soldier immediately jumped off his Land Cruiser, collided with the private forces operating the heavy machine gun, and then dropped the gun and started firing at the Land Cruiser on the left and right sides. Heavy machine guns hit the ground beside the vehicle, spilling dust all over the vehicle, scaring the militias to turn their guns this way.

The werewolf warrior stopped the heavy machine gun and shouted, "Those are our tribal people! A child of Lord Thousand Nights! Do you outsiders want to betray Lord Thousand Nights? ”

“Joke! Since when are we outsiders?” Private armies laughed, but the heavy machine gun in their hands stopped.

A private soldier with a murderous face pointed a gun at the werewolf and said, "I don't care, if you point that gun at us again, I'll kill you right now! Lord Thousand Nights will not protect a wild dog like you who points a gun at his own people! ”

Werewolf warriors put down their heavy machine guns and cold-blooded: "If you ever slaughter one of our people again, you won't be here long. Don't forget, you have wives and children in the back. Don't let them receive your body! ”

As the two sides confronted each other, a private army suddenly cried out: "Wolf! So many werewolves!! ”

The crowd turned their heads and saw the dust flying on the distant skyline. The dust converged into a rolling dust dragon and swept into the sky. How many werewolf warriors roared in the clouds!

This time, the werewolf warrior's face changed, shouting, "That's the Duke of the Wind! We have to stop them! ”

“You're crazy! That's all we have. How can we stop it? ”

But the fierce veteran said: “He's right, he's not here to stop them. The brothers in the rear have just landed. They haven't assembled yet. If they hit him, nobody will survive! ”

At this point, an officer inside the vehicle jumped out and said: "Who is the youngest here? Stand up and drive back to the press. The rest of us defend ourselves on the ground, to the end of the dead! In the hands of these wolves, no one is going to leave the whole body! ”

Speaking of which, he turned to look at the werewolf warrior and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not talking about you. ”

"It's all right," said the werewolf warrior. "I'm in their hands, and they'll eat me, too. ”

The officer was surprised. At this moment, with his orders, the warriors had begun to move. He himself looked around with his gun and chose a position to lay on the ground, pointing the gun in front of him. Sidewalk: "I thought werewolves didn't eat their kind. ”

“I hear this is the case in the upper continents. But here, sometimes if you don't eat your own kind, you have to die. ”

The officer wanted to follow his words and ask him if he had eaten his kind, but the words came to his mouth, stopped, or did he not have an exit?

But the werewolf fighter guessed what he meant: “The vast majority of werewolves would rather die on the battlefield or die alone in the mountains than touch one another. Me, too. ”

“If this war survives, I wouldn't mind a few werewolf friends," said the veteran. ”

The werewolf warrior laughed, "I already have a lot of comrades. ”

Instead, the officer shook his head and said: "Let's talk about it in the next life. None of us will survive.” His divine colour is very calm, as if to say that the marching grain does not taste right.

Everyone calmed down, dozens of warriors laid into a line of defense, waiting quietly for the arrival of the army of werewolves.

An orange yellow appeared in the dust dragon, and then more and more orange yellow appeared, remitting into a flood flow. Numerous werewolves in orange armor rushed out of the dust dragon and killed to a floating ship that was still landing not far away.

The observation posts of the floating fleet were clearly the first to see hostilities, and there had been panic, with several of them hovering half-height in the air, apparently overwhelmed, wondering whether they should continue to land. Troops that had already left the ship on the ground rushed forwards in an effort to establish a line of defense outside the temporary landing site.

But with a few experienced commanders, seeing the magnitude of the Lycan army will be deeply desperate.

At the forefront, even if there was a heart to die, the veteran saw the enemy in front of him and swallowed his saliva and said, "That's a lot of fucking money! ”

"A little less," said the officer. "We're all dead anyway. ”

The veteran muttered: “This isn't the first time, but I'm still afraid. ”

“'Me too,' said the officer. ”

The veteran was a little surprised, "I thought you were never afraid. ”

“I'm just not saying. That's why I'm already a major, and you're just a lieutenant. ”

“Wasn't it because of the repair? ”

“… so you're still a lieutenant. ”

The orange flood approached, and the footsteps of the werewolves began to tremble and the warriors lying on the ground could barely hold their guns. They were not in a hurry to attack and waited patiently for the werewolves to reach their absolute range before firing desperately.

Everyone is no longer stingy with nuclear power and ammunition and desperately dumps bomb rains. But their firepower is too weak to slow them down compared to the werewolf army across the street.

The officer's face was tenacious, stood up flat and fired the last cannon. The moment the cannon burst out of the chamber, his face was pale and he could not even stand steadily, but his right hand had reached between his waists to grasp his military knife.

The shells flew into the werewolves' ranks, blowing apart, instant shouting almost covered up all the world's sounds, blowing up 100 meters of dirt, within 100 meters, countless werewolves were bombed by a single shell, and the whole army's impulse was one of stagnation!

Officers stared at each other and had no idea that a single shot would have such a horrible effect. Wherever this is a cannon, dozens of heavy guns have been fired, and I'm afraid none of them have had such a consequence.

He stuck across the street and looked at his cannon, and he couldn't figure it out.

That was when the second blast began, shockwaves covered hundreds of metres again, lifting countless orange werewolves up into the sky. The assaulting army of werewolves took another blow in the head.

A huge shadow swept over the officer's head, and he looked up and saw only an unimaginable giant ship appearing over the battlefield. The vast hull of a thousand meters is almost a floating city.

“Palace of the Spirit!” Someone called it out. The temple of the Spirit of the Thousand Nights has been a mighty shock since the battle of the land, and the extraordinarily huge hull and the shape of a giant beast like the void has become the hallmark of the Rado for all. Although not witnessed, this legendary warship was recognized as soon as it appeared.

Officers only realized that the two shocking explosions just now had nothing to do with his artillery, which was actually the bombardment of the main gun of the Palace of the Spirit.

The Yingling Palace slowly dropped altitude, with numerous guns fired from the side, weaving a network of horrors and creating a no-death zone in front of the army of werewolves.

Although the number of wolves in the Duke of the Wind is large, it can still be equipped with primitive equipment, perhaps stronger than the original wolves of the Emerald Sea, but not anywhere. Troops in this primitive form, lacking strategic nodes, were slaughtered only in front of the firepower of the Imperial Fleet.

No more brave warriors want to die for nothing. The Werewolf army of the Duke of the Wind finally stopped fighting in the face of heavy casualties, and many warriors looked forward to the no-death zone and began to show fear.

The Spirit Palace slows the pace of the ship's artillery bombardment until it stops. Until then, good eyed warriors saw the dragon head of the Spirit Palace, as if they were standing alone.

Under the banner of the Lycan Chinese army, more than a dozen Lycan strongmen were all attracted to the figure, stretched their necks and wanted to see what was really going on. However, the smoke scattered easily, and the dragon ship's skull was empty, and there were no more half-humans.

“Where is he?” Asked the impatient werewolf chief.

All the werewolves suddenly have a soft voice in their ears: “Here I am. ”

They turned back in shock and saw the thousand nights standing behind them, not more than a few meters apart.

“You! …” Many werewolves suddenly feel unbearably hot before they can scream, their bodies burn like fire, their vision turned dark red, all the scenery distorted, like hell. They want to struggle, but their bodies are indescribably heavy, and even running is luxurious, weak and even crushed to the ground.

There is also an aura of frightening warfare in heavy pressures, from deep within the bloodstream, in fear of the instincts of those who are close to the dark source. This fear makes the werewolf soft and plays up to 67% of his battle power.

“How is that possible?” The wolves also have time to digest shock in the future, with countless horizontal and horizontal lines in front of them.

The flag of the Lycan Chinese army, slowly dumped.

All werewolf warriors did not continue to fight after the bombardment stopped at the Palace of the Spirit, but stared blindly at the Chinese flag and waited for the next order. However, it was not until the flag had fallen that they discovered that the Chinese army was situated in an open space of 100 metres, where only one person stood remarkably.

The powerful werewolves of the soldier were instantly turned into corpses.

On the battlefield, the wind suddenly swept over the whole field, and there was an overwhelming voice: "Thousand Nights, are you not afraid to harm the reputation of your Dark Son by treating the warriors of the clan like this? ”

"They offended me, and that's what happened. Besides, if I don't punish them, you won't show up, will you, Duke of the Wind? ”

A cyclone appeared in front of a thousand nights, coming out of the wind of a skinny old werewolf. His eyes were deep and the wrinkles on his face filled with signs of years of etching. The old man walked in front of the thousand nights and said, "Well, I'm here now. ”