Monarch of Evernight

Thousands of nights finally know the origin of the gold stone, thinking of the two holy trees in the Palace of the Spirit, can't help but have the idea of catching a six-armed creature alive.

But then he threw the idea away, and the worst six-armed creatures were the Marquis of Glory, that is, the gods of the people. The strong of this level, who want to kill easily, are much harder to capture alive, let alone not yet know if they can resist.

At that time, the six-armed creature took out another stone, drained it with its own blood, and immersed it in the water. Once he had absorbed enough sap, he started knocking, looking like he was going to hit a stone knife.

However, this time, the six-armed organism was obviously impatient, immersed the stone in the water, looked up and measured the holy tree, and finally chose a branch, folding it down directly.

At the moment of the breakage of the branches, the thousand nights suddenly felt that there was also a hidden pain on the body, the spinning consciousness could not help but expand autonomously, and the sensation of the Holy Tree immediately increased dramatically, even integrating into its consciousness.

The holy tree cried out, seemingly making it difficult to bear the pain of breaking branches.

Thousands of nights, it turns out the holy tree hurts too.

Yet at this moment, along the consciousness of the Holy Tree, a cold, slippery and malicious presence was suddenly touched. Then, in the Thousand Nights consciousness, an image of a white meatball instantly emerged.

This is the hub of the Beast's lair, which has been seen at night in more than one forest. He destroyed some of them, but retained most of them, only sending regular patrols and observation.

This is also the first time that we have had contact at the consciousness level. Upon touching the will of the nest centre, the six-armed creature suddenly became alert and began to look around.

Without hesitation, the dragon burial can no longer be removed immediately, nor can the ratio of the force be adjusted, directly with a stored force bullet to eject!

The dragon burial is powerful, even Sosa is difficult to resist. The six-armed creature is only the lowest level of existence. How can it be spared? It just turned around and the force bounced to its eyebrows, and then it blew its whole head open and shook a few times before falling.

Six-armed creatures were slaughtered, and the whole army of beasts in the forest began to agitate, crawling out of the earth and searching everywhere for the whereabouts of the invaders.

With his eyes slightly dimmed, he wanted to prove his assumptions. Instead of fighting this time, he tried again to connect to the nest centre through the will of the Holy Tree.

In that instant, a cold will came as an arrow and stabbed the soul of a thousand nights. A thousand nights of sneering, hidden deep in the blood nucleus, the ancient breath from the long river of blood erupted instantly, facing the arrow of the will of the nest center.

The cold arrow of will crumbles in the scent of the bloody river, sending a cry from deep underground. The will of the center of the nest is instantly dissociated from the consciousness of the Holy Tree and returns to the depths of the earth like a tide.

The so-called battle between the will and the soul is like turning cards, spelling the will of both sides of the class. Every step of the millennium night can connect the blood river, get a new heirloom, the backstage can be said to be hard can no longer be hard, how can you keep a small nest center in your eyes, not to mention a little guy who didn't grow up.

After knocking down the nest centre, the beasts suddenly lost their command and made a mess. Some wander around in the woods, others re-drill into the dirt and stay asleep.

Thousands of nights have known where the center of the nest is, and it is easy to find the entrance to the underground nest. The center of the nest seems to know that the limit is approaching, regardless of the pain of will, desperately drives a wave of foreign beasts to stop the thousand nights.

Yet the most fearless part of the thousand nights was the battle of the multitude, with his sword in his hand, the sword's light changed, and a few beasts split apart in one flash. The whole process is like running clouds without wasting any effort.

Even the fierce beast, a sword flowing through the night, will be slaughtered. Heavy East Yue, this moment is as light as a willow leaf in the hands of a thousand nights.

Occasionally, at the opening of the corridor, the beasts gather and the dawn realm is unleashed at night. In an instant, all the beasts are suppressed and then plundered by life, and hundreds of beasts become corpses.

Thousand Nights had no interest in the sperm blood of the beast. The blood of the new world's exotic beasts is full of strange impurities and clearly contains powerful forces, but it is simply not available. Even if it is repeatedly condensed with ancient Song scrolls, the result is extremely limited. It is not as good as ordinary beasts, but it can consume several times more time and heart power.

In order to extensively slaughter the Legion of the Beasts, the blood plundered was deposited directly into the Book of Darkness for a thousand nights, ready to be dumped at the right time.

But after this plunder, the thousand nights suddenly felt a slight loosening of those strange forces that had been locked in the blood of the exotic beast. In the midst of a thousand nights, the Book of Darkness turns another page and stores these sperm blood.

After the annihilation of this wave of alien beasts, no other large army of alien beasts emerged. Thousands of nights went deeper and the beasts that came to stop were sporadic teams of three, three, two, two, at the same time, their strength was getting weaker and weaker, and even some of them were covered in egg yolks, obviously little guys in a hurry to hatch.

Thousands of nights don't even have to do anything deliberately, drag Dongyue forward, and rely on Dongyue's own weight, you can step on the beast to death. Just down the road, not long after, came to the cave where the center was located.

Obviously, the nest centre is also not long old, but the size of one person and the size of the cave room are far from comparable to the four holy tree forests seen in the thousands of nights like underground lakes.

Seeing the thousands of nights, the nest is still spreading cold fluctuations, full of ferocity, with no intention of giving in.

Seeing it still so unknowingly alive, a thousand nights of sneering, Dongyue waved, cut the center in half, and then the blood burned, burning it to ashes. Thousands of nights have surviving nest centers, but there is no shortage of such a beginner little guy to study.

Clear the center of the nest, and the beast nest will lose its function, and those beast eggs will never hatch again. These exotic eggs will then be cleaned up and transported at a great price by the Imperial Institute in exchange for Holy Tree medicine.

The next thousand nights are planned to stay here for one day and allow the troops to clean up the remaining beasts before proceeding to the next forest.

Upon returning to the Palace of the Spirit, another marker was added to the map for thousands of nights. A forest is connected to an arc, the center of which refers to the gates of the Mosal werewolves.

Thousands of nights carefully plan for the expansion of the route, that is, to suppress the sphere of influence of the Magyasar werewolves, but not too close to the door, in case Sosa has enough time to move. After a positive encounter with the Dark Lord, he has understood the power gap between the two sides, and more cautiously calculates the counterbalance.

After a week, the temple began to sail back after taking down two more forests. The first troops aboard have reached the point where they need rest and supplementation, and those who have just left the training field will take their place.

The city of Bibo has become much more lively today, and slums in the city have begun to be demolished extensively, replacing them with new buildings that mix ethnic and werewolf styles. The city is full of reincarnated faces, with exposed women, werewolves and people everywhere, no matter the alley.

Whether it's werewolves or mercenaries, the first thing on vacation is alcohol and women. The enormous demand not only lifted the werewolves who had been living in slums out of poverty, but also attracted werewolve women throughout the Emerald Sea. Werewolves are especially welcomed by ethnic mercenaries, while ethnic women from Zheng Guo are favourites of the Werewolf Chiefs' sacrifice.

In just a few months, the city of Bibo on the Costa Smeralda has changed completely, with nearly a million werewolves flourishing far more than the stormy city, once the capital of the storm leader.

Drop the map for a thousand nights, walk out of the study, and come to the terrace. From here you can see the whole Grand Duchy square, and from afar you can see the emerald sea with stunning views.

The battle is now busy and the Grand Duke's square has been transformed into a floating boat take-off and landing area. It is also the only place in the city where large floating boats can take off and land.

Several boxes are piling up on the edge of the square at this moment. In a few boxes, hundreds of elite fighters were protected, with two sheikhs and a sacrifice guarded by them. These three werewolves are all earthly mighty, but they dare not slack at all.

Satisfaction in a thousand nights. These werewolves truly regard him as the Son of Darkness. His body and mind are submissive. He takes things extremely seriously. He never fears death in battle. There is no better people than this.

From his point of view, it doesn't seem to make any difference between people and werewolves. Sometimes it seems that werewolves are more tame and cute.

Those boxes are small and do not look very eye-catching, but they are transported by the fastest and most advanced frigate in the hands of thousands of nights, with a Marquis strong guard at all times. So tightly protected because of its value.

Those boxes are filled with sap from the Holy Tree of the New World. Thousands of nights now occupy as many as dozens of forests, big and small, producing just a few boxes of sap a week.

If the forest is to remain in operation at a thousand nights, access to the sap pool of the Holy Tree cannot be too much, and this is the right amount. Normally, a boat of sap is brought back from the empire every thousand nights, along with other munitions. The fastest frigate is usually only responsible for the use of sap medicine, while the bulk of the supplies provided by the family are self-organizing cargo fleets.

Thousands of nights look at some empty squares and suddenly feel like something is missing. He frowned slightly and saw a general flying towards the Grand Duke, which felt hidden somewhat badly.

The general had followed him since the dark fire and had always been steady, so he had been placed in charge of logistics at night. Now that he's so anxious, there must be some difficult things he can't handle.

Returning to the study for a thousand nights, he waited quietly. After a moment the door rang, the general pushed the door in. When he saw Thousand Nights, his first words were: "My lord, the most recent batch of medicine has not arrived! ”

“Tell me more, why? ”

“The Empire stopped shipping. ”

“Show me the manifest. ”

The general was well prepared to present the receipt and dispatch records to Thousand Nights. After watching for a moment, his face was heavy, "Not counting the sap that hasn't been sent, we've already got three shipments to the Empire, and they stopped shipping a week ago? ”

"A few days late could have been an accident," said the general. My subordinates did not dare to speculate without asking the world's children to know that the Empire had stopped shipping. ”