Monarch of Evernight

No one doubts whether the rules laid down by the thousand nights can be implemented. In particular, article 3 struck many people in the soft ribs. To be honest, so many people gathered in the clouds, originally came for thousands of nights of people silly money. Even more so if someone wants to get a ticket, they leave.

But Song Hui comes from the Song Valve. How about that in the mall? She set the rules for the bailor to close all the loopholes.

The first families to come to Lu, or a classy family like Yin Jia Kong, will be eligible to recommend other suppliers, but their best interests in Lu are not gold coins, but territory. All territories have to depend on a thousand nights to exist.

Of course, if the world were strong, those territories could also be transformed into independent kingdoms, only then would they be positively challenging the authority of the thousand nights.

When it comes to territory, it is not about the interests of a few decades or more. It often takes hundreds of generations to operate in order to thrive. These families will not sacrifice their centuries-old plans for the benefit of a little flyhead.

Originally considered barren in the eyes of the Imperial nobles, Lu is not suitable for cultivation by the best, but only a little stronger than the everlasting mainland. But with the door to a new world, it's different. Transit flows alone can save several industries prosperity.

The rules were set, and no one argued, "Now I need five mobile power towers, thirty guns of all types, and twenty bases of supporting ammunition. Ten mini-power towers, and as much as ever, as many soldier weapons are needed. ”

Such a huge order to instantly detonate the whole field.

After a noise, everyone went to Song Hui and naturally ignored the details. He left the Duke's house, flashed, and came outside the city. The barracks are bustling, and there are always werewolves on campus.

This huge campus, capable of accommodating 100,000 fighters at the same time, is still not enough. One group needs to be well trained to be integrated into the army before the other can begin training. And there are at least 200,000 werewolves waiting to rotate in the barracks.

By the way, there are almost a million werewolf soldiers in the Millennial Night. Coupled with the mercenaries of Zheng Guo's Forces Nouvelles and Neutral Places, they are officially in possession of a million armies.

Looking down at the campus, the thousand nights suddenly suddenly have some emotion.

It is no coincidence that the werewolves can join one of the four great races of darkness. Their cultivation was extremely high, and their ancestors had the primacy of the Holy Mountain. Werewolves are born to be warriors. They become warriors at the beginning of their childhood and are able to communicate with the accompanying wolves. Adult men and women are equally capable of killing enemies. This makes almost half of the Lycan tribe qualified warriors.

By contrast, werewolves are clearly shorter in life than their blood and demons, and they are supposed to be a very powerful race, but their weaknesses are too obvious: stubbornness and ignorance.

Many of the powers and knowledge of werewolves come from the ancestral totem, which gives them an almost obsessive obsession with the original tribal form, with which many werewolves go even to extremes and categorically reject any advances, including force guns. They are convinced that all mysteries are within their own bodies and can destroy the heavens and the earth as long as their physical potential is constantly developed and their communication with the souls of their ancestors is constantly strengthened.

Ancestral faction is so prevalent among werewolves that the peaks of a truly pioneering crowd are often questioned as deviating from werewolf tradition. Worse still, the peaks of the mountains called the clouds of werewolves the strongest genius, but in millennia there has never been a promising figure on the Holy Mountain. The proud sons of heaven all ran out of potential once they reached the Great King, and only two eventually entered the country.

The decline of the blood clan is also an exogenous cause of the disappearance of the Blood River. And the decline of werewolves can be said to be mostly self-seeking, and look at these werewolves who survive on land.

If it were to dominate this territory at the top of the peaks, with tens of millions of people, Zheng Guo would have been exterminated several times before. It would not have taken years to tragically let the elderly enter the deep mountains and let the redundant youth rush to the battlefield. However, even if the proportion of strong people at the top of the peaks is high enough, they can only maintain their voice in the race, but they cannot prevail.

At this moment, truly becoming the dominion of the Emerald Seawolves, it took thousands of nights to realize that the wolves lived far worse than the people, and that their destiny was filled with intense tragic colors.

Previously, all the Dark Races had only heartfelt hatred. Killing was never soft. They did not go into depth to understand what they meant, let alone care whether they lived well or not. Now responsibility suddenly falls on him without warning, so that he can truly look at the children of his land from the perspective of a werewolf.

Not far away is a mountain peak, which is a great place to admire the view. The shadow of a thousand nights flashed, and turned to the top of the peak, standing on the edge of a cliff, where you can watch thousands of werewolves play, far from the green sea lake sparkle. Right now, we're just a friend who can tell us what's on his mind.

All of a sudden, I felt something warm at the back of my waist arching. I looked back and saw a giant wolf with golden hair on his neck standing behind me, arching himself with a big wolf's head.

Thousand nights of surprise and surprise, the opposite hand slapped on the head of the wolf, "You really think of yourself as a dog! ”

The giant wolf spat, “The wolf dog was a family 10,000 years ago, nothing wrong with it. ”

Thousands of nights were so angry and funny, he grabbed the top skin of a giant wolf and shook it hard, "You're a werewolf, not a wolf! ”

The giant wolf growled furiously, flashing his sharp fangs, and said angrily: "If you grab my turf again, I'll turn my face over to you! ”

“Wasn't Ruoxi caught every day? ”

“How is that the same? She doesn't know who I am. What makes you think so? ”

“I gave you bones. ”

All of a sudden the wolf's hair stood up, twisting its head and biting it off into the hands of a thousand nights. This sigh of lightning, fortunately, reacted extremely quickly at thousand nights, and the moment stopped, it could not be bitten.

Thousands of nights looking at the giant wolf, a little surprised, “The strength is long! ”

The giant wolf was ungrateful, humming: “There are too many bad people these days. How can I protect myself without a little strength? ”

“Then you've grown a little too fast. Is it because you ate bones?” Thousands of nights and thoughts.

The giant wolf bit into his calf for a thousand nights, angry: "Fucking bones! It's a well of stars! ”

A thousand nights flashed away from this bite and looked at him and said, “You're really getting more and more like a dog. You didn't learn to sit down already, did you? ”

The giant wolf's ass sank before sitting in half, suddenly enlightened, angry, four claws emptied, suddenly circled behind him for a thousand nights, biting towards his back neck.

Thousand nights is another flash, can't get around, hurry: “Say something! I'm not going to say anything anyway. ”

The giant wolf kept spraying white steam, apparently the rest of his anger.

The thousand nights finally surrendered, "Stop biting, what if I didn't hide? By the way, William, is that how you're gonna talk to me? ”

William stared at Thousand Nights for a while before turning around and appearing in front of Thousand Nights. He is as tall and handsome as ever, with short, golden hair, wearing a slightly worn leather hunting suit and a sunny, stiff body.

Thousand Nights looked up at him and shook his head: “I'm really not used to seeing you like this, I can't even feed you...” The keyword was still stared back with William's killer eyes.

William's breath was converging in the form of a giant wolf, and he could barely feel his presence, and he had not noticed his proximity, even though he had just thought about it for a thousand nights. And in human form, his true breath is hidden. After staring at him for half a day, he finally stimulated William's true strength a little with his eyes of control.

“Glory Marquis?!” Thousands of nights are incredible. When he first met William, he had not yet arrived at Count Gardner, and between his eyes, he reached the Marquis of Glory. The speed of advancement was faster than the genius of the people.

“There was a bit of a surprise in the well of the stars, absorbing a lot of star power, breaking through several levels in a row, and then I felt a little too fast to continue absorbing. Go back there sometime.” William said lightly.

Thousands of nights make the biggest malicious guess, "The roots are unstable, aren't they? ”

“How is that possible! Who am I, the first genius in the history of the Peaks, how could I make such a mistake? ”

“First ever, well, that's the title you just gave yourself, right? Looks like I'm gonna have to rethink my relationship with the werewolves. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“If you're even the first genius, the werewolf is too weak. ”

Unexpectedly William did not argue, the divine color was a little dim, and he sighed: "Yeah, the werewolves are too weak, they've been weak for a thousand years, but they still can't find a reason. ”

Thousand Nights was meant to be a joke. Seeing him like this, he turned the subject off and asked, "What are you doing all of a sudden in Lu? Don't tell me to just hang out. ”

“Actually, I'm here to see you. ”

“Why are you looking for me? ”

“… doing business. ”

Staring at William from head to toe for a thousand nights, he saw the fur in his heart, and then he said: “The Marquis of the Hall of Glory left the vast new world untapped, but came to do business? Is this the first day in history that you're talking about business skills? ”

“Don't interrupt! If it weren't for you taking care of so many people, I'd be too lazy to make this trip! Why don't you do it or not? ”

“What business? ”

“Are you out of gear now? At the peak of our peak, a series of workshops have been set up in recent years and weapons and equipment have been produced, and this time it is intended to be sold to you. ”

“Don't!” Rejected unusually simply at night.

“Why? You didn't even look at the stuff in my hand.” William was very surprised.

"Forget it, you werewolves. The Imperial Workshop probably has better quality defects than you. If I were to buy from Everlasting Night, why didn't I buy from the Bloodline or the Demons? They're doing better than you, aren't they? ”

William was a little short at once, and he said, "We weren't skilled enough in the past, but wasn't this a chase? Besides, who knows werewolves better than werewolves? You want werewolf gear, better buy it from us, of course. ”

A thousand nights smiled, "That's not right. People, blood, demons and spider demons know werewolves better than werewolves. ”

William snapped. Nothing truly understands werewolves more than these millennial enemies.