Monarch of Evernight

In the blink of an eye, the Mosal werewolves built a fortress for a full month and were completely engulfed by fire. There were still many werewolves and hardships in the city, and they lit a fire on their bodies and ran back and forth.

In fact, more than half of the werewolves have fled the fortress, but the fire in the city, the explosion continues, still can not overwhelm the wolf's terrible cry before his death, a moment later, the bloodthirsty werewolves also broke their minds and tried to escape.

To escape, there's only one way out, and that's the door.

All the werewolves rushed to the door together, and when they entered, they discovered that the door was constantly entering, and it should look like a new force had just been transferred into the new world.

The newly entered werewolf warriors have not recovered from the discomfort of the space passage. In front of them is the fire, the noise in their ears is constant, and countless more werewolf warriors come face to face, quickly squeezing around them and rushing their heads into the door.

This is just the beginning, between the turns, the ‘door’ is completely chaotic, the fighters inside are constantly squeezing out, and the fighters outside are still walking in.

Worst of all, the messenger system has been completely paralysed. Apart from the first wave of instructions, no officer has issued a decent order, and the fighters who escaped from the fortress of the New World know only that they have suffered an almost devastating attack. Many of them have not escaped the memory of the previous massacre of their homeland by the Legion of Beasts, and have not even discovered that the enemy of this attack was not a beast at all.

On both sides of the hedge, one side wants to escape, the other side goes in without knowing. Before the military order is changed, it can only move forward. The source continues to drive into the door, between the eyes, inside and outside the door is blocked, unable to move.

How can you miss this opportunity? When it sinks, it commands: "Prepare the main cannon, use personnel to kill the bomb, at the highest level. ”

The gunner was somewhat surprised, "Only two rounds at the highest level. ”

“Use that! ”

The gunner dared no longer question, shouted, and several assistants put a giant, dark red crossbow into the main gun. The main gunpoint then points to the self-propelled movement, aiming at the door. Can't wait for the gunners to aim, manipulate the dragon's head and target a pack of werewolves outside the door.

“Put it down!”

With the orders of thousands of nights, the dark red crossbow flew like an electric shock, turning its eyes over the Lycan Crusher, and at dozens of meters it suddenly blew itself apart, sprinkling countless fine mists.

A bold werewolf reached out and saw some liquid with a strong flavour, his heart suddenly shocked, he could not reach a screaming warning, a little light appeared in the air, instantly ignited all the misty liquid!

A huge group of fires appeared at the door, rising slowly and rising for dozens of meters before gradually turning black into a huge cloud of mushrooms and rising to the sky.

Even the fog area retracted 10 meters.

After the fire group, there appeared a jedi hundreds of meters in a circle outside the door, filled with scorched corpses with even different postures. Fire clusters exist for only a brief moment, but the weapons in the bodies' hands are signs of melting, and the fierce flames can be seen.

Some werewolves are extremely resilient and able to struggle, but from the surface they have completely carburized, they know that they will not survive in any case.

Once the cannon passed, the werewolf broke down and was eliminated. Under this cannon, at least, more than 10,000 have turned into ghosts. They were so dense and unprotected that they were annihilated.

Thousand Nights can no longer be satisfied with the power of the main gun.

The ‘landing’ was still taken from Lingal, along with its exclusive ammunition depot. Although Lingal is only a deputy duke, he is resourceful and has extensive connections. The rest of her battleship is no surprise, except that the main cannon has been loaded and unloaded in blood and has the power to match the Grand Duke.

By now, the world has been asked to manufacture a shipment of ammunition specifically for landing. And some of the old guys at the Imperial Academy, in order to get some more samples of the saint tree sap from Thousand Nights, handed over several special crossbows that were meant to be supplied to the Forbidden Fleet to Thousand Nights.

This dark red ‘burnout’ is the Imperial Institute pen.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound: “It turns out it's Thousand Nights, Your Excellency! And I said," Who's got a pen this big? "”

At first glance, the deputy duke of the werewolf floated in the air and stared at himself violently.

Standing in the dark, he smiled. “It's you! I was just playing around, trying to forgive you for not daring to come up and do it, and I didn't pay much attention to you. ”

This sentence is more effective than any verbal abuse. The deputy duke looked iron and blue, biting his teeth: “You're just a...”

Thousand Nights smiled and said, “What am I? ”

“You, you…” the Deputy Duke wanted to say that Thousand Nights is nothing more than a marquis, but at this time he looked again and found that he could not see through Thousand Nights, not even a single judgment.

This is unprecedented. The strong hide breath at night, but not at all.

Actually, if you can't see through it, you can do it. If you've done it before, you'll know everything. But the warning signs in the Duke's heart are constant, as if he were facing a floodplain beast. He saw the sweat on his forehead and hesitated for a moment. There were signs of the breakdown of the war will. He was shocked in his heart and hurried to stabilize his mind.

“All right, don't be nervous," she said. I'm also the Vice Duke now, just like you. Since you and I are on the same level, thank you for not daring to do it with me. And it's too close to the door. It's not easy to kill you. Go back to Mosul yourself. I won't have to do it, I won't have to do it. ”

The Duke stared at the night, but he didn't move. If he returns to Mosul like this, it goes without saying that he will be severely punished by Sosa.

Seeing that he did not move, he looked heavily at night. Cold remark: "It doesn't seem to give you any strength, or the thief's heart won't die. I can't beat you to death, but if I pay a price, I can beat you to death. ”

Say, the light wing behind the thousand nights slowly unfolded, saw four black light feathers on the tip of the wing, the Duke violently remembered some legends that had only recently become popular, his heart suddenly jumped a few times, shouted, and turned around and rushed towards the door. He left a film in the air and blinked and stuck his head in the fog zone.

Even the town owner will be scared to death by a few words a thousand nights. Where are the rest of the werewolves resistant? He swept away and rushed to the door. At this moment, the Mosal side of the Everlasting World should have received precise information that no more fighters are coming out. The escaping werewolf finally had a wide passage and fled into the door in fear.

“Sir, would you like another round?” The gunner asked.

“No, ‘burning' is precious and cannot be wasted. ”

Instead of pursuing the fallen soldiers, the Spirit Palace circled over the fortress, sweeping the werewolves underneath with speedguns and slowly descending altitude.

At this moment, the fortress has been destroyed and no more resistance can be seen. On the side of the Spirit Palace, multiple hatch doors were opened, and countless werewolf warriors jumped off the ship and began to sweep the battlefield.

Thousand nights stood at the dragon's head, looked down, suddenly smiled, and said to himself: “What a great lord, such a big pen! But it's all cheap for me. ”

On the side of the fortress, several large warehouses were opened, containing piles of weapons and ammunition. Thousands of werewolf warriors are also under the command of Thousands of Nights, and this equipment can't be shared. Several warehouses are stockpiled, tens of thousands of werewolf warriors are in a tidal wave, and it took an entire hour to move them all to the Palace of the Spirit.

“Retreat them all.” By order of the thousand nights, the dragon ship then rang three long and short rings, and the werewolf warriors scattered throughout the fortress retreated like the tide, climbing down the rope and returning to the Palace of the Spirit.

As soon as the warriors retreated, they ordered the Temple of the Spirit to rise and fly towards the base. About a hundred kilometers out, all of a sudden a thousand nights in my heart, I looked back.

At this moment, only the horizon and the hidden hills are at the end of the line of sight, and the doors are long gone. But in that direction, there was still a feeling of palpitations during the night. That's when the truly powerful man he couldn't match showed up.

Obviously, the arrival must be Sosa, the king of werewolves. The bases of the new world had been devastated, and how could he have come to look at the situation?

Thousands of nights were unexpected, but they didn't accelerate, and only drove away in the temple of the Spirit. It is true that Sosa, who has not developed well in the new world, has not come after us.

As in the New World and the Great Vortex, the environment is unpredictable, and the underlying rules are completely different from those of eternity, and even if the Great King were to act, it would be dangerous. More than one monarch crashed in the Great Vortex, and then people became cautious at night, and few monarchs forced their way in.

Likewise, since Sosa has yet to grasp the rules of the new world, she dares not go any further.

This time, the thousand nights succeeded in destroying Sosa's main camp in the new world, slowing down more than a month's progress. Even Werewolf King, it's not easy to raise so much more material in a short time.

Werewolves produce far less than the Empire, and even the modular steel plates that build fortresses quickly are hard to build. Sosa must have borrowed some from the peaks on the one hand, and purchased a lot from the outside world on the other, in order to have the material to build a fortress city directly on the other.

After the fortress was destroyed by thousands of nights, most of the modular steel plates had to be recast back to the furnace before they could be used. This amount of work is a little too much for the werewolves. And the werewolves are now in an awkward position in the Everlasting Parliament, and all ethnic groups are at the same time pioneering, and should not be able to redeploy too much strategic resources from other races. For example, the materials necessary for the construction of modular steel sheets may be out of stock. The thousands of nights are supported by many people in the world. Only by scraping the strategic reserves of each family can it expand smoothly.

On the other hand, the smoother the millennium expansion, the more families are willing to support it.

Mosal werewolves lagged behind and were hit by headaches at night. Even though it was no longer possible to obtain large quantities of strategic goods, they could only produce on their own.

The same is true of modular steel plates, where the equipment capable of arming 200,000 werewolves is emptied, but not for ten and a half days and a half months.

Behind the Palace of the Spirit, a terrible storm suddenly broke out! Even so far away, the madness of Lord Sosa's anger can still be felt at night, but the storm is not spreading and is becoming more and more distant in perception.

It was unexpected, and I didn't care about it for a thousand nights. I drove the temple of the Spirit back to the base. Anyway, he didn't expect Sosa to go deep.

The New World is strange, even more peculiar than the Great Vortex. The more powerful the stronger, the more cautious the place is, and once the injury exceeds a certain limit, the stronger is more likely to crash than the average warrior. Besides, who dares say there are no woods of the Five Holy Trees? If so, what about the Six Holy Trees?

To think of it, a thousand nights suddenly fought a cold war, clamoring fortune in my heart. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet General Six Arms of the Four Holy Trees in a state of sleep. If it's awake, I'm afraid it won't be good for a thousand nights.