Monarch of Evernight

Lu, return from the New World to the city of Bibo once again at night.

Standing on the Grand Duchy's terrace, the city of Bibbo in front of him gave him a strange feeling.

Far away, the periphery of the city and large areas beyond its gates were slums filled with low-lying shanty sheds and dung dirty water, but at this moment they have been flattened in pieces to create a distinct architecture.

From the neat and uniform styles, it can be seen that this is a demonic colony, which is a bloodline, and the werewolves are divided into several regions, with different styles, the Emerald Sea, the Grand Canyon and the Storm Leader werewolves, and the werewolves from all continents have different preferences for eternal night.

The same is true of the people, you can see the imperial style, the Zheng style, the neutral land style, and so on at a glance.

One area is neatly arranged, essentially cut into four quarters, separated by wide roads. In contrast, the original chief sacrifices of the city of Bibo lived in places that looked like slums.

Those werewolf chief sacrifices are so proud of themselves, how can they stand this? And don't look at the primitive backwardness of the Lu Werewolves, but these chief sacrifices are not bad for money. The resources accumulated over the years, when there is no foreign trade, can only be seen for themselves, with trade is money.

They saw new buildings built by outsiders, looking at them with a glance, and went back to rebuild their homes according to their preferences, either by hiring imperial craftsmen or by hiring forever night craftsmen.

As a result, the aristocratic district of the city of Bibo was transformed into a construction site, renovated and demolished everywhere. But without completion, you can see that the style of the same area varies over the thousands of nights. When it is built, it will inevitably be all sorts of mess and chaos, or it will not be as neat and uniform as the renovation of the slums.

In fact, the new plan for the slums came from Song Hui's hand, so she was too lazy to talk about mountain water according to the imperial tradition, and move easily into the landscape, which is simply drawing several straight and horizontal vertical lines on the map, separating the plots. Perhaps the only contribution is to demand that roads be built wide.

Just as the sacrifices of the werewolves responsible for architecture were limited, the more complex planning could not be understood at all. This method of drawing blocks was most desirable, so it was carried out without fail, and today there is a new city of Bibbo.

In addition to residential areas, large tracts of land have been earmarked and special trading areas have been established, with shops springing up like rain showers. From the bustling crowd, you can see the gold rolling in.

Thousands of nights don't care about such common things, waiting to go back to the room, suddenly a familiar figure appeared at the edge of the field of vision. He flashed slightly and his figure flashed, blinking in front of the man. At this moment in the thousand nights, the figure has become divine, and the void flashes in the city, almost unnoticed.

In front of Thousand Nights, the man with the face full of crap, was certainly William.

William looked up and was not surprised to see the thousand nights. He sighed. "You're just in time. I was just looking for you. Buy me a drink, I'm in a bad mood lately. ”

Thousands of nights didn't say much, "Do you want to go to my place or do you want to go somewhere? ”

William had a big hand, “Find a tavern, your space, there's no atmosphere for drinking. ”

Thousands of nights are indispensable, good in the city of Bibo, now all ethnic groups are mixed, regardless of the imperial night, the demand for wine is the same, so big and small pubs such as rain shoots springing all over the city.

Thousands of nights converge, and William is full of life, and no one recognises the two. They went into a lively tavern and took up a corner table.

Before sitting down, William's nose moved and he said, "This kind of place has Lagrange? Ah, and the smell of Shirley. What is that? Saint Laurent? ”

He called several of the world's most famous wine names in a row, and both eyes began to glow.

Thousands of nights don't know anything about wine, and in his opinion, anything tastes the same. But since William was so interested, he called the waiter and said, "Do you have any of those drinks he just mentioned? ”

The waiter was proud to say, "My lord, don't look at our small shop, but we are in fact a chain of everlasting fame with over 400 outlets on three continents. Lu, this is still the first. As long as you've heard of good wine, we can basically find it. ”

"'Fine,' said Thousand Nights. 'Take two bottles of each. ”

“Three bottles!” William plugged in.

The waiter was frightened and cautious: “Two adults, this is going to take a lot of money. ”

William shoots hard for a thousand nights, "My brother has no other skills, it's money! ”

How can he carry any gold coins with him at this time? Anything else in the Andorian space is not suitable for displaying financial resources, and I don't think the waiter knows it either. To think about it, suddenly consciously swept through the two boxes in the space, and as soon as my heart moved, I had an extra pill in my hand, "Pay with this. ”

The waiter took a look at it and was surprised when it landed. “This is the medicine for the sacred tree sap of the people! That's enough, that's enough. ”

A moment later, large and small bottles of wine, all famous, were piled on the table. William opened a bottle and took a sip and praised: "Good wine! ”

He leaned back and poured half a bottle under his stomach, sighing: "I never thought I'd get such a good drink here. ”

“Neither did I.” Thousands of nights are telling the truth. The supply of luxury goods in a place represents the resources of that place, and he had no idea before today that the city of Bibbo had exceeded the consumption capacity of the Neutral City.

“Come on, fuck! ”

William didn't say much either, he was just stuffy drinking. He doesn't talk, he doesn't ask at night, he just drinks with him. Between the turns, the bottle on the table for two is half empty.

Despite his strength, William's natural volume varies from one individual to another, and without the use of force, he gradually becomes overpowered and his eyes begin to drift.

Thousands of nights have felt a little dizzy since the beginning, and still feel a little dizzy now. It will probably be a little dizzy to continue drinking.

William obviously had something on his mind and seemed to be trying to get himself poured down.

Around eighty-nine points, William suddenly said, "You know, in this shitty world, if you're just a little weaker, someone's gonna want to split you up and eat meat! Without strength, there is no fucking dignity! ”

“I still feel sorry for you when people say that? Forget it. ”

“I've only experienced two spiritual openings that have progressed a little faster than others. What's wrong with me?” William was very dissatisfied.

“Wait, what did you just say? Spirit on? Or twice?” Thousand Nights now have at least fifty-six million werewolves under their command, and the matter of werewolves is well known.

The opening of the soul is a special ritual of the werewolf. Through a series of mysterious rituals held at the altar of the ancestors, the spirits of the ancestors are tested to obtain some power of the souls of the ancestors.

Werewolves with soul opening credentials are geniuses among geniuses, and even so, the probability of passing the test is very low.

Once tested and supported by the souls of their ancestors, the strength of the werewolves will increase dramatically, even with a record of two consecutive levels. This spiritual uplift is different from the human drug, with little side effect, and the power obtained is diverse, some pure physical force, some stronger force cultivation, and even a leap towards becoming a prophetic master.

The presence of the soul is one of the reasons why the ancestors of the werewolves flourished and prospered. It is also because of this ritual that powerful people can continue to emerge in the original form of the werewolf tribe, allowing the werewolves to maintain the status of the four major groups.

In William's mouth, after two souls open, it's as simple as eating and drinking water.

“Then your current rank is…” Thousand Nights sober up most of the time, ask carefully. This William, under a decadent appearance, is afraid that his strength has changed dramatically.

William seemed to have drunk too much and seemed indifferent to the thousand nights, "said the Duke. So what? ”

He sighed a long time, lifting the bottle was a pour.

“You wait, it's the Duke. The rank is higher than mine. What can I complain about?” Thousands of nights are very unsatisfactory.

William glanced at him for a thousand nights and said: "Don't say it's the Duke, it's the Wolf. What can you do to honor Wolf Joe? Don't you have to bow your head and serve the interests of the werewolves? ”

“You mean, Holy Mountain? ”

William nodded and looked gloomy, just stunned to drink.

The wolf ancestors will be wooden, that's all. The wolf pride at the top of the peak is just in the middle of the year. He can also bow his head, I'm afraid the supremacy is also difficult to achieve easily. William will be depressed only if the werewolves are forced to bow their heads, mostly because of the union of the two supremes on Mount Holy.

William looked at the thousand nights and suddenly he said, "Guess why I came to you? ”

Leaning backwards for a thousand nights, he said: "You won't always come to me for a drink, you won't suffer. ”

William stared at Thousand Nights, his lips moved, he wanted to put a few harsh words, but he finally kept the last minute of sobriety, knowing that fighting Thousand Nights was only a dead end, the hard words could not be put down.

But with this interruption, William's build-up has diminished a lot. He sighed, "Actually, I'm here to avoid trouble. ”

“Avoiding trouble? ”

William's face was gloomy, "For a thousand years, I was the only werewolf to have had two spiritual openings. The wolf prince blocked the news and let me leave the werewolf's territory and travel outside. I'm afraid I'll be recruited into the new world. When you get there, your destiny is not in your hands. ”

Thousands of nights also have some knowledge of the current situation in the new world, "you mean, victims? ”

William mocked himself: “Is there a better goal than me? In order to kill me, I'm afraid the King of Qingyang will come to do it, right? ”

Sigh at night, stand at his angle, I really don't know what to do. From an imperial standpoint, William's value is still above Yale, and he can be killed, naturally without hesitation.

But for a long time, William could not be regarded as a true enemy. Not only did William deliberately and unintentionally save him when he was little, but as an eternal nobleman, William did not specifically target the Dawn camp or the people. More like a solo, he searched the middle of the two camps for gray areas.

“If they did, I'm afraid it would be a complete revenge against the werewolves. ”

“Wolf ancestors and wolf reverence are worried about this, so let me go and don't give them this chance.” William's voice was exceptionally bleak.