Monarch of Evernight

Though a thousand nights had long been prepared for the pressure of werewolves from the upper continent, now hearing their logic of interference, one has to admit, the ears are still wide open.

Original tribal forms of werewolves are unrecognized for their ignorance and limited potential, and when they are taken out of their primitive form at a thousand nights, they move towards civilization and enlightenment, and meet the criteria recognized at the peak of the crowd, they become ‘tribes'. And the old men at the top of the peaks, they will not let the 'people' be ruled by the thousand nights.

In other words, if no one cares, the Lycans will have to destroy themselves, and if someone cares, they will come to receive the fruit. So logical, how to listen to hooligans.

If you throw up at the bottom of your heart and see how helpless William is, you'll know that reason is futile.

"What are they going to do with these 'people'? What do I do with all the resources I give? ”

“What else do you want to do? It would be nice not to hold you accountable for enslaving our people. You still want to make amends? What a wonderful thought!” William mocked.

"'Don't blame me for being impolite,' said Thousand Nights. ”

William Haha laughed, "Finally figured it out? But don't worry, at least I'll be on your side. ”

“Doesn't seem like much use. ”

Williamson was annoyed, "I'm a big shot now! The Common Vice Duke is not my opponent! ”

“As you said, that's the Common Vice Duke. Me too, Deputy Duke. Want to try it? ”

“You…” William looked angrily at Thousand Nights, but had no intention of doing anything, not even interested in trying.

William and Thousand Nights have fought more than once, so he knows extraordinarily well that he is not necessarily going to win if both sides are fixed equally, and is now one rank behind, which is winless. And this guy has these perverted, hooliganist skills to blink in the void. If he can't fight, he won't even get away with it.

At last, William was a little sullen at night. But when he thought about it, he didn't feel particularly hurt, he was able to get wind collar without blood, and there were more helpers like the Duke of Wind, although only three years, it was also a huge gain, how could he not pay the price? Involvement in werewolf civil strife is a necessary price.

It's just that the Duke of the Wind is both a boost and a danger. When the force is stronger and the momentum is better, and when there is no leakage or low tide, it is hard to say how to ensure that the Duke of the Wind does not stab himself suddenly behind his back if there is a ripple, it is really a headache.

But William thought about it a thousand nights ago. He said to the Duke of the Wind: "Now that we have reached an agreement, swear in the name of the souls of our ancestors. ”

The Duke's face changed slightly, but he said: "I am the great ancestor, the great chief of the Tiritsk tribe...”

“Wait,” William interrupted him, "you should swear by the soul of the Tiritsk high priest. ”

The Duke's face changed completely, "You know that? ”

“In the library at the top of the peak, there is a complete lineage of the blood of the great tribes for thousands of years. So don't move your thoughts, lest they look bad on your face. ”

The Duke of the Wind took a moment to read his vows. This time he looked solemn, and at night he felt a mysterious force in the underworld, not entering the body of the Duke of the Wind. This power is very obscure and very similar to that produced by the werewolf prayer ceremony. Had it not been personally transformed by that mysterious force, it would have been difficult to perceive its existence.

It seems that swearing by the souls of our ancestors does have a substantial restraining effect on werewolves, and from the reaction of the Duke of the Wind, the true oath is highly valued.

After such a procedure, it became apparent that the Duke of the Wind had put aside additional thoughts, and the feeling of hidden danger disappeared.

The Duke of the Wind did not stay long and returned immediately to the Wind Leader to arrange the handover. And the world coalition, which is camping, was also found at night, putting them on the ground, stopping the offensive and severely limiting the possibility of any more werewolf massacres.

Since that time, the Allied Coalition, supplemented by elite werewolf fighters, has demonstrated astonishing combat power, stretched the front forward by nearly 100 kilometres, defeated several war-torn coalitions of tribes and killed nearly 100,000 enemies.

Of course, this force will not be left like this for a thousand nights, ready to be placed on the front line with the Duke of Fire when the wind collar merges. According to William, the Duke of Fire should be the ancestral stronghold. The ancestors will certainly come looking for trouble for thousands of nights, so the Duke of Fire will be a hasty pioneer looking for trouble.

As for the ancestral pie, the thousand nights also did not have any good feelings, naturally not mind giving the Duke of Fire a headache.

The Duke of the Wind and the Duke of Fire have been the opposite of death for many years, and no one has been able to take advantage of it for decades, which means that there is no loss of power at the strength level of the strong. As long as the strong do not lose, with the strength and tactical skills of the elite private forces of the Imperial Nation, the advantages of dealing with the original tribal form of werewolves are obvious.

After everything, it's only a thousand nights before you have time to talk to William about the details of the new world opening up on the Dark Race.

William laughed bitterly: "Our pioneering has gone badly, so far stuck in front of a forest of three holy trees, incapacitated and devastated. This is still the best progress, with the other two continents worse off, with underestimated shocks to the Legion of the Beasts, with a continental defensive regiment even dispersed by the Legion of the Beasts and overthrown. ”

Thousands of nights went by surprise and said, "Didn't you open the gates of the new world? You've all mobilized your troops early. How could this happen? ”

“There are no werewolves in the team that opens the doors to a new world. ”

“How did the door open? ”

“I don't know." William answered very simply.

Thousands of nights did not expect that werewolves would be marginalized so badly that the doors of a new world opened such an important thing that they could not participate at all. The designation of one of the four Dark Races now appears to be precarious, and the cessation of jihad has not brought any improvement to the situation of the werewolves, but has exacerbated their loss of voice in high-end camp affairs.

No wonder William took the initiative to come to the door to help overcome the wind and bring tens of millions of werewolves into his hands.

It seems that the opening of this new world has truly stimulated the peaks, and has led to the determination of intelligent werewolves like William to solve the Ancestral Tumor, which prevents the development of werewolves.

But the location of the thousand nights is somewhat embarrassing. From his perspective, is it really necessary to help the werewolf break free from bondage and embark on a strong path? After all, werewolves are a perennial species, one of the four great dark races, and a powerful enemy of the human race. Cultivating enemies doesn't sound wise.

The situation of the Lycans is very special, and the original vision of the thousand nights was simply to give them food in exchange for old and weak survival. Without external intervention, even if the social patterns of the Lycans are improved, it will still take a long time to develop naturally to the level of the upper continent. After all, there is no way and no intention of promoting the transcendental evolution of their power lineage. But if the upper continent intervenes, it's completely different.

For a thousand nights, there is no middle way. Either help the Lycans break the shackles, face an uncontrollable future, or sit back and watch them continue to struggle in their original fate.

Yet at least the wolves of the Great Corridor and the Emerald Sea in front of them are sincerely faithful, not only driven by them on the battlefield, but also considered the thousand nights to be half gods. The mysterious power he received from the prayer ceremony of the werewolves is the most authentic feedback.

The thousand nights shook their heads in their hearts and continued to listen to William explain the current situation of the werewolves. Since the new world was excluded at its inception, subsequent intelligence-sharing was also poorly placed. All they know is that they need to muster, but what exactly is the target is not so clear.

Of the three continents dominated by werewolves, one of the great lords was extremely arrogant and insufficiently assembled, not to mention had not built enough work and the ranks were incompletely matched. As a result, the first wave of attacks by the Legion of the Beasts resulted in heavy losses and a total collapse under the second wave of offenses.

Unfortunately, this force commands the ancestral faction, but the majority of the troops come from the Enlightened Lycan tribe. Originally conceding the command position, it was the concession of several conservative old men at the peak of the crowd to the ancestral faction. After all, the strong in the ancestral faction are also crowded. Nevertheless, it was not expected that the concession would have such devastating consequences that nearly 100,000 elite werewolf troops were overthrown.

After a thorough questioning of the situation at night, it became apparent that the problem was understaffed and the command was improper.

After the first failure, the ancestral strongman jumped like a thunder and assembled the remnants ready to fight again, without considering air and rear defences at all. As a result, heavy fire support units in the rear were completely extinguished following a raid by a large number of alien aerial forces, leading to a complete collapse of war performance. And this ancestral powerful man saw the bad situation and actually ran away first, which led to the great defeat of the werewolves.

While the peaks of the mountains have stabilized the situation on the continent, the pace of development has also lagged far behind, with very limited numbers of fighters able to enter the new world.

In the new world, werewolves are not in a much better position than they were at the beginning of the thousand nights, and they can only get limited information from the other three tribes, mostly by themselves. After several successive vicious wars, the werewolves were devastated.

Surprisingly, from William's description, he was basically able to ascertain that when the werewolves attacked, all the six-armed creatures in the forest were awake, and that their fighting power in the forest environment was greatly boosted, supplemented by the Legion of Beasts, causing great casualties to the powerful werewolves. Ultimately, the werewolves killed a six-armed commander of the Three Holy Trees Forest after a combined attack by three Duke strong men.

A sober six-armed creature knows how horrible it is. Until then, he was truly aware of his good fortune. Almost all the six-armed creatures he encountered were asleep, and had discovered their weaknesses long ago. Basically, one face successfully attacked the heavy wounds, then relied on the base to destroy the Legion of the Beasts, and then concentrated his fire on its inhabited beasts. In the process of being struck out of a parasitic beast, the six-armed creature will suffer another severe trauma, so that on two occasions, God will not be able to eat.

The werewolves are faced with a sober and mobile six-armed creature with no other means, all positively stiff, and no wonder they fight so hard.

After a thousand nights of hesitation, William's six-armed creature was not told of its weakness. After all, werewolves are the main enemies of the Dawn camp. The new world has reached a certain level and there is a good chance that the two sides will face a positive conflict. The relationship between Thousand Nights and William is also delicate, and William has good intentions, but he does not represent all the werewolves.

Send William away and return to the Duke's House in the city of Bibbo at night. The upper level of the Duke's Palace is a temporary residence for thousands of nights. Ordinary persons are not allowed to enter without permission. Since taking down the city of Bibo, there has been no time to repair it for thousands of nights, and most of it has remained the same. As a result, at night, the corridor seemed dark and dark, with a few shadowy horrors.

Walking in a long corridor for thousands of nights, the sound of footsteps swept away and there was no one around. As he walked past a torch wall lamp, the shadow behind him suddenly twisted somewhat unnaturally.

Stopped for a thousand nights, said faintly: "Come out yourself, it's not good for me to do it. ”

A figure stepped out of the darkness and came behind him for a thousand nights, breathing gently in his back neck, "What, you don't welcome me? ”