Monarch of Evernight

In the scream, the sacrifice said everything that could be said at the quickest speed.

He is a relative of Lord Sosa's distant relatives, as this is also mixed up in a good position, and the responsibility for disposing of the Holy Tree rests with him. As soon as he saw the Holy Tree, he heard a cry in silence, and he did not think much and responded to it in his consciousness. Doesn't matter, the original faint call suddenly became louder than Thunder's, the voice like Root Root pierced his consciousness, almost didn't faint him.

After a thousand nights of questioning, I finally figured out that most of that call came from the Holy Tree itself. Mosal werewolves almost destroyed the Holy Tree, and the sacrifice dared to respond to the will of the Holy Tree, which naturally had nothing to do with it.

Mosal werewolves have always fought hard, but have repeatedly been unfavourable in opening up the new world. After the opening of the ‘Gate', Lord Sosa was unfamiliar with the battle pattern of the Legion of the Beasts, with insufficient force build-up and a weak defensive formation. As soon as the Legion of the Beasts came out, it drowned directly the position of the werewolf.

After the bloody battle of the Mosal werewolf warriors, the Legion of the Beasts was finally killed, but in this battle, the sacrificial regiment, which was supposed to hide behind it, was almost completely overthrown.

In tribes, sacrifice is the transferor of knowledge, the doctor and the scholar, and the status is of the utmost importance. The collapse of the sacrificial group left all the Lycan tribes of the smaller half of the continent in fear and chaos, which Sosa had to come forward to suppress in person.

Exploring the new world, the werewolves were cautious at first, walking in battalions to wipe out the first legion of beasts in the forest. However, during the six-armed biological battle against the forest, one duke and three marquises of the werewolves were injured, almost instantaneously. Fortunately, not far from the door, it was possible to evacuate the strong, but there was also a marquis who sustained serious injuries.

This is the second forest that the werewolves attacked, and they have killed the Legion of the Beasts and the six-armed creatures, but only after Lord Sosa's sacrifice believed that the holy wood could be used to make a statue of the Great Lord, did these warriors enter the forest again.

“Why didn't you cut it? Where's the holy tree in the first forest? ”

“The great lord was so angry that he burned down the forest. ”

Thousands of nights are weirder, "How did it burn? ”

The forests of the New World are not like the ordinary forests of the everlasting night, where the tree defense properties are quite remarkable, the ordinary flames have no way of taking them, only the force flames can ignite the trees. It's not hard to burn down a few trees. You really need to do something to burn down the whole forest.

Sacrificial Answer: “The Lord gathered 100,000 painstakingly to carry black stones to the New World day and night, full of forests, and burned them like this. ”

“Are there any special people in those guys who hurt you? ”

“Dead is the great lord's nephew. ”

“No wonder.” Thousand Nights understands come. It would not be so foolish to come to Sosa without special reasons for such a worker's injury.

Seeing nothing more to ask, he stretched out his hand at night and strangled the throat of the sacrifice. Sacrificial shock, "I told you, shouldn't you have let me go? ”

“Really, I never said yes.” Thousands of nights his hands tightened, shaking his neck bone.

The sacrificial body was picked up at night and was about to be thrown away, suddenly feeling a faint summons. He looked to the Holy Tree and saw its branches shaking in a regular fashion. There's no wind in the woods at this time, how can the trees move themselves? Thousands of nights thinking about what happened before the sacrifice, did not respond, but took the sacrificial body to the tree and leaned against the trunk.

The sacred bark cracks, extending numerous fine rootstocks from the inside, climbing on the sacrificial corpse, eventually wrapping the sacrificial corpse group, while the rootstock surface is constantly fused and hardened, eventually turning into bark-like tissue, pulling the sacrificial corpse into the tree, leaving only one human contour on the surface.

Looking at it quietly for a thousand nights, I had a feeling it might change later.

Indeed, a powerful stream of force suddenly surged inside the Holy Tree, as if all life were activated, a branch grew out of the place where the sacrifice was absorbed, and then blossomed at a visible velocity to the naked eye. The last fist-sized green fruit, the epidermis was turned brown, and a burst fell, rolling in front of the thousand nights.

After producing the fruit, the holy tree seemed to reach the end of its life, the tree was visibly withered, the leaves were also dried up and yellow, and the tablets fell.

With the Holy Tree dead, the forest seems to have lost its magical effect, and moments later, like the outside world, the water in the land is constantly sedimentary, quickly drying up and no longer growing grass.

A thousand nights picking up the fruit of the Holy Tree, the moment you start, you have a strange feeling, as if this fruit brings a little bit of sacrifice. In any case, now is not the time to study, put away the fruits for a thousand nights, return quickly, and summon the temple of the Spirit on the way. When he returned to the base of the Four Holy Trees, the Palace of the Spirit was ready for battle.

Bring tens of thousands of werewolf warriors and fly the ship up to the Mosal werewolf's ‘door'.

According to the sacrificial confession, the Mosal werewolves should still be busy expanding the base at this time, with a deputy duke in charge of the expansion. The Mosal werewolves have not recovered from the last tragic defeat of the Holy Tree Forest and are redeploying their strength in the world of eternity and night, and the forces of the new world are in a state of emptiness.

For Thousand Nights, besides William, Werewolves are enemies, let alone ancestors. Mosal werewolves do not appear to be well placed in the Parliament of Everlasting Night, otherwise even vital new world intelligence will not be available.

A werewolf fortress is being built in the natural great valley. Tens of thousands of bitter forces take the earth from elsewhere in the valley, transport it back to the fortress and pour it between two layers of raised steel. When the rock soil is filled to a certain degree, it will be padded with a layer of iron and then loaded.

This was a way for people to build fortresses quickly, and was learned by werewolves during years of battle. However, the fortress, which is large enough to accommodate more than a hundred thousand people, has not been built very quickly.

A group of back-to-back struggles walked into the fortress and into the scheduled work section. One of them suddenly shook a few times and fell down. When a werewolf warrior saw him, he pulled out his whip and whipped it hard on his body. He scolded: "Get up and work, act like you're dead! ”

That screamed hard and tried to climb up, but the body twitched even harder and stopped moving for a moment.

The werewolf warrior sighed and scolded: “Oh no, another one didn't make it. ”

He hoisted his whip and shouted at the rest of his hard work: "Give me all the hard work you can get out of here as soon as you finish the scheduled workload! If it doesn't, he'll die in the New World, just like him! You hear that? ”

The struggles continued to move forward, and this time the pace was finally slightly faster.

The vast base had just been contoured, and in many places the walls had not been built, and the turrets had been erected several times. In a high building in the centre of the base, a tall, dignified werewolf squints his eyes and looks at everything in the base. The powerful atmosphere of the Duke keeps all the werewolves around.

In the presence of a deputy duke, any act of covert rape and slippage is invisible. Powerful power has made the Deputy Duke stand on patrol almost all morning and all night, as if he never needed time to rest.

Not far away, several Viscounts of the Werewolves joined forces to pull a heavy crossbow gun onto the turret. Seeing this scene, the Deputy Duke's face finally softened a bit. Equipment for heavy stationary weapons also means that the fortress is nearing its end, finally getting rid of this damn place.

The crossbow had just been pulled in half, and suddenly a loud wave of mountains was heard, and the whole turret was shaking! Several Viscounts were shocked and the crossbow fell from the sky, smashing more than a dozen werewolf warriors below into meat sauce. Most importantly, the 100,000 heavy crossbow gun was also destroyed.

The Deputy Duke of the Werewolf's eyes contracted sharply and looked away. At the edge of the valley, a huge shadow slowly emerged. It happens to be in the direction of sunlight, and you can't see exactly what it is for a moment.

At the center of the shadow there was a gleam of light and an alarmingly large crossbow flew in. The Deputy Duke instantly saw the flickering array of forces on its surface and jumped in his heart.

The crossbow flew extremely fast and instantly crossed thousands of metres, bombing a fortress building. In a shocking explosion, the upper building of the city building was lifted tens of meters high, while the fortress walls, which had not yet been fully filled, were clearly inclined, and a hundred meters of city walls finally collapsed as the third giant crossbow fired!

The Vice Duke finally recovered from the shock, but the horror in his heart was even more like the shock wave: “This is a warship main gun! At least the main ship level! There's no such thing in the Legion of Beasts! ”

He ordered continuously, and his bodyguards jumped rapidly down the tall building, heading all the way to the base. Every place caused minor disturbances and a surface-to-air weapon was removed. However, the second wave of attacks arrived without waiting for personnel and ammunition to arrive.

The next two crossbows hit the Fortress's power tower. The werewolf power tower, though rugged, could not withstand the bombardment of the warship's main cannon. Two artillery shells were then broken in the middle and the first half fell apart, smashing another completed or unfinished building.

It was not until then that the Palace of the Spirit flew over the fortress and its vast hull was completely exposed to the Mosul werewolves.

The dragon ship crossed the hull, and the main cannon lost its firing range, but the thick, numb cannon on the side made the werewolf desperate. Mosal werewolves have yet to figure out whether that horrible giant guy in the air is a warship or an empty giant beast, and countless fires descend from the sky, turning the entire fortress into a hell of a smoke and fire.

Hundreds of guns were bombarded at different frequencies, igniting a line of fire on the ground, constantly moving forward, past, buildings turned to ruins, and wolves, whether warriors or slaves, were caught in explosions and flames.

The firepower of the Spirit Palace was so fierce that another array of natural forces originating from the dragon fell in the air. Between the eyes, the morale of the Fortress wolves fell to the valley. Before the Deputy Duke issued a few orders, the guard force began to break apart and flee.

He also has time in the future to find the object of his anger, which is a change of face and a vacuum. Below him, the skyscraper that just stood fell into a flame, exploding all the time. This tall building is too conspicuous to be the focus of the gunmen's attention after a covered blow.