Monarch of Evernight

The news of King Dingxuan's failure, like a thunderbolt, shocked the entire empire.

With regard to the face of the Heavenly King, only a few people naturally know the details inside, but many people try to find out, add more oil and vinegar, and there are countless new versions. Most of the content, naturally, cannot be passed to Dingxuan Wang's ears.

There are certain Xuan kings who are old and old, some who say they are careless for a moment, some who say they have been ambushed by the Dark Race, and some who even say they are attractive. Mr. Lin Lin, everything is different.

Since that date, however, the name of Night Eyes has spread to the Empire overnight.

The lower level discusses gossip and even mythological legends, and the upper level sees different concerns. Normally, the strong have dreams of happiness in one of the three holy artefacts and the power of a storm.

Long knife dreams, claiming to be capable of breaking the void, with incredible sharpness, ranked among the three holy weapons of the Everlasting Parliament, not under the famous gun of the time.

The knife is said to have been refined with a long, fissured flagfish deep in the void and extracted from the prick of a fish king. The fissile flagfish has not appeared for hundreds of years and has long been a legend. Each time they appear, they form groups, and each flagfish possesses marquis power. After all, they are also a kind of void beast.

The story of how that powerful man had killed the king of fish in the hundreds of fissile flagfish had long been lost. But the dreams were passed down from generation to generation in the arsenal of the Everlasting Parliament, and I didn't expect the light to shine in the hands of Night Eyes.

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This kind of townhouse heavy equipment doesn't make any sense to borrow easily. Is it a werewolf compromise, or are the other three tribes finding it indispensable to reinvite them into the new world? Or is there an unknown reason behind it?

In their view, the storm is a sign, an important sign that could mean a change in the pattern throughout the night. Nowadays, the eyes of both camps are concentrated in the new world, and there is a strange calm on the ground, but nobody dares to relax. It's a bit like when Jihad in the perpetual night camp just stopped, everyone's nerves were tighter.

On the higher level, the Heavenly King and the higher gods will focus on the Night Eyes themselves.

This is too big a thing to waste an opportunity for the empire's hard-won to kill important people. King Ding Xuan will naturally not conceal it. He will give all the original details, form a report, and hand it over to the Hao Emperor. He will then hand it over to the emperors and superior gods.

Ding Xuan detailed the realm of the Night Eyes, and believed that it was precisely because her realm had used the power of the entire Army of Everlasting Nights that she had gained the power to confront the Heavenly King for a short time.

Never before seen in this area, but with incredible potential. It is hard to imagine if the field of night vision could gather more power from the Dark Race, and if she were to rise to the throne in the future and lead a million armies to the Empire, who could stop it?

However, the secret of the sky will be limited, and there are two possible limitations in this area itself: whether the number of forces able to gather people will increase with the increase in the night vision class; and, secondly, how long it will last. It is unfortunate that the war was too short to reach a conclusion.

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According to King Ding Xuan, the empire temporarily named the field after the dark golden blood bird flying around.

Overnight, the night eyes became the heart of the Empire.

So the slag rose, thinking that Chestnut Feng Shui had done the right thing, should have removed the scourge long ago, only that Chestnut Feng Shui had limited eyesight, always wanted to extract more value from her, but did not expect to fall into the hands of a thousand nights.

When it comes to night vision, nature reminds me of a thousand nights.

When thousands of nights of intelligence were exchanged, many were stunned to discover that thousands of nights had become a climate of great power and strength on one side, with tens of millions of werewolves and millions of ethnic groups, with nearly one million troops and nearly 100,000 ethnic fighters and mercenaries.

On the strong side, in addition to the Thousand Nights themselves, there are two powerful men, Carol and the Duke of the Wind. This is the power of the three Duke gods, and the thousand nights are not ordinary gods.

Carol can't underestimate either. She has the Temple of Frost Thunder behind her back, and the lord is her brother, which is the undiminished superior god general, the Grand Duke. If it provokes Carol, does this lord have any reason?

Speaking of which, the Duke of the Wind seems to have dealt with it better. But this old, old duke, he's a slippery old duke. Who's a good master?

The Empire's subordinates, such as Zheng Guoqiu, are not opponents of the thousand nights together. And Zheng is about to become a kingdom of the thousand nights. At least the current lord, South Huai Ruo, was raised with his own hands all night long.

Such a thousand nights, not to mention the siege, he did not in turn extinguish those subordinates of the empire, thank goodness.

And what do you mean you can't kill them?

Not to mention Zhao Valve, the Yinjia Confucius family is now at the head of the Empire, there are at least four upper households, more than a dozen middle lower households are deeply involved with the thousand nights.

Each family has its own private forces fighting at the hands of Thousand Nights, and the daily return of gold coins and supplies from Lu Lu is enough to move the most knowledgeable elders, not to mention the fact that each family is now divided into named territories, which together have exceeded one province.

How long has this been going on? Not to mention the tremendous benefits of the new world.

There are also rumours that Thousand Nights and the Li Family, as well as the King's Palace of Fingertips, have been very close.

Many find that, unconsciously, the night has become a huge one. Looking back at the day when he could have never fallen out of the city, it seemed like yesterday.

At that time, the thousand nights were just small characters. Without entering the upper echelons of the law, there was an exasperated marshal to intercept. It was already a small issue, and it was very handsome. Today, the so-called big characters of the past can only look at the thousands of nights.

Things have changed more than that.

Many of the Empire's Chinese are rich in associations. Some have suggested that the attitude at this time of the thousand nights is very much in favour of the Empire. If you kill Night Eyes, wouldn't you force him to stay on the side of the Everlasting Night? Wasn't the Empire one more strong enemy? And even if you want to kill him, you can't even kill King Ding Xuan. How can you kill the others?

Thousand nights and night eyes, originally in the empire, thousand nights in the army, night eyes hidden, is just the best day. With time, the thousand nights in the empire will become the pillars of the sky, and the night eyes will probably remain anonymous for the rest of their lives and live securely by the thousand nights.

It's just a possibility that everyone can only think in their hearts and that no one can say anything. At the end of the day, the imperial path is a different heart than our own.

Especially the blood tribe gives too much shadow to the human race, almost engraved in the blood memory of hostility. Thousands of nights, as long as Thousands of nights are truly blood tribes, as long as the blood laws of blood tribes still exist, he cannot be trusted. Perhaps one day, the trigger from the Blood River, he will be as devastated as his eyes are today.

To this end, Hao Dai assembled the kings and ministers of the Emperor at night. After discussing with the kings, they argued over how to deal with the night vision.

While one party believed that when killed, the other believed that it would push the thousand nights into eternity without loss. Besides, if you want to, how do you do it? Night eyes with dreams and a storm in their hands, how many people in the empire, what weapons can they hold to kill her?

The quarrel lasted, and only Hao Dai could show it.

Hao Di was unable to sit down. At this time, he looked to Zhao Xuanjie and said: “The Phantom has never spoken. I wonder what his opinion is? ”

Ghost Justice: “I, Zhao Valve, will fully implement any decision made by the Empire. ”

Hao nodded and said gently: “We all know the relationship between Thousand Nights and Zhao Valve. I am deeply gratified that the Phantom can focus on the big picture. As for Night Eyes..."

He stunned for a long time, staring at the back of the crowd and shooting at the wall, before spewing a word: "Psst! ”

The new world, advancing inside the base, Song Zining stood in front of the big map for a long time. His hair appeared a little messy, his clothes were no longer always fresh and tidy, and his eyes were covered with blood silk and he fell deeply into it.

One of the staff officers walked in and said: "My lord, the latest war report, Yunyang Gong was defeated, Admiral Duan Yong was killed, and now the defeated army is on its way back..."

Before he finished, Song Zining said: "Put it on the table. ”

The staff officer carefully placed the war paper on the stack of documents on the left hand side of the desk and couldn't help but glance at the stack of documents on the right.

The left hand is a warfare report and the right hand is a report of various munitions replenishments. Both stacks of documents were tall, but there was bad news inside, with little good news.

The staff member held his breath and gently withdrew. Outside the office, every soldier was in a hurry and his face was full of worry. Even some of the plains are supposed to be in the rear of the army, and there's more or less color on them.

Dark, depressed and cold throughout command.

The staff will recall that, just a short time ago, this was not the case in the command. At that time, although we were busy every day, we had to deal with a large number of death lists every day, and the hospital was often full of wounded, everyone was strong and had a smile on their face, even if they grinned their teeth, they had to laugh loudly.

Because at that time, even with heavy casualties, the battle had been won and the death and injury of the Dark Race was far higher than that of the Empire. Such wars give hope that, as long as they persist, it must be the dark race that cannot persist.

More sacrifices, as long as there is hope, can be tolerated.

But now, the casualties are soaring, the news of defeat is coming, and the invincible General Marshals of the past have fallen into the sand, and many of the famous men who have spent their lives dyeing the sand fields, permanently sleeping in this strange land.

Song Zining's halo is fading. He is no longer the enemy god. He would also miscalculate, and it would be difficult to judge the movements of the Dark Race, resulting in heavy losses for the outposted multiple-mobile force.

In contrast, Wei Baotian was stripped back and turned into the luckiest one.