Monarch of Evernight

At this moment, the Imperial Army Department, a simple looking sedan, parked in front of Song Zining.

He is now an irrevocable marshal of both power and personal strength, and travels quite solemnly. Even in Didu, there is an armoured Land Cruiser in front and rear, one drives the road and the other escorts, with a standard of 10 guards.

These 10 guards are not actually fighting their enemies. They are no better than the marshals who are god generals. Their duty is simply to stop the marshal at a critical moment and fight for a moment of opportunity.

The convoy slowly left the military ministry and drove off to the outskirts of Tidu City, as ordered by Song Zining, to enter a scenic and elegant compound area. A small independent courtyard is next in line, compact and unplugged, and the scenery is very clear and elegant, which is a great place to go.

The whole area was very quiet, with few pedestrian vehicles visible on the streets, card posts at the entrance and exit points and guarded by the gendarmerie of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Song Zining's motorcade was unimpeded and drove all the way to a small courtyard. The deputy looked at the door number and said: "67, this is it, my lord. ”

“You wait here.” After the order, Song Zining got out of the car and pushed in.

Although the yard is small, it is also divided into front and back. Song Zining diameter crossed the hall and came to the backyard. Wei Laotian stood beside the fish pond and grabbed a piece of fish food and sprinkled it to the surface, looking bored.

Song Zining stood behind him, Wei Pang Tian felt nothing. With his left hand he caught fish food again, throwing it into the pond.

After a moment, Song Zining said: “General Wei, you have a good time! ”

Wei Pangtian didn't even notice Song Zining's arrival. He was surprised. One of them flashed. Later, it was Song Zining. Fang patted his chest: “You scared the hell out of me. Why do you like this now...”

He didn't finish his speech and suddenly heard a bang. He had a loud slap on his face! His ear slap was so heavy, his mountain couldn't react, he was knocked dizzy,

“What are you doing?” Wei Datian was frightened and angry, and half his face swelled high.

Song Zining looked cold and drank: “What else do I have in mind to play with you?! Thousands of nights gone, but you live here with comfort! ”

Wei Daotian was shocked, "Go?” He immediately realized what, trembling: “What!? Gone a thousand nights? How is that possible? ”

This is the exclusive injury area of Imperial Medical College, Wei Pontian newly attached left arm, and also needs rest and recuperation observation, so we lived here. However, quiet is quiet, but you can't see the first time of war. The Black Day Valley was purposefully erased in the end. No one is propagating it. It is the news of the Thousand Nights that is still unknown to this day.

Song Zining thought about this and knew that Wei Futian was not faking. But his anger in his chest did not diminish the backlash, his big sleeve swung, the scenery in the yard changed, already under the other realm, no longer have to worry about the sound leakage.

In the field, Song Zining chewed on his teeth: “If you're not a bastard, how can you come back to fight? Now that he is at the end of the night with his eyes in the Black Sun Valley, you are satisfied with this result!? ”

Wei Baotian was struck by thunder and stayed on the spot. He simply said: "To return with her? Well, how could that be? I just want to keep her out of the way for a thousand nights. ”

Song Zining blushed. "How many dark hands are behind this? What the fuck do you know? There's nothing left to do, dumbass! You push a thousand nights on the battlefield and make him human, that's how you put him and Night Eyes out of the way! I've done a lot of sorry night eyes for a thousand nights, so even if I die in her hands, I'm willing. I woke up so many times, did I have to come back for Thousand Nights? Jundu almost died in the hands of Night Eyes. Did he go to call for Thousand Nights? None of us have said anything, we need you to be smart and come and get us?! It's so important that you break your hand! ”

Song Zining, speaking of hatred, suddenly reached out and pulled out a long sword from Wei's broken waist. He drank: "You broke your arm that day and ran to Lu. You will certainly not sit by and watch your broken arm for a thousand nights. Since you pulled him back with a broken arm, I'll let you never have one!! ”

The voice was not set, Song Zining raised his sword and fell. A sword was cut off against Wei's left arm!

Wei broke the face of the sky, if it was ashes, it would not escape.

Song Zining's sword went down like electricity. When Jianfeng entered the meat for three minutes, he suddenly stopped, pointing at Wei Fucking Tian's nose and scolded: “You're hiding! ”

Wei broke heaven: “You're right. If I hadn't broken my hand, I wouldn't have come back at night. He came back for me, and I hurt him. Cut it! ”

Song Zining's hands were trembling, Sword Feng cut the flesh, and the blood flow was like a bet. He slammed his foot and took his sword. “Thousand nights I lost my life for you fool, I broke your hand instead of cheap you. And here's why I'm here. I'll come back to you when I've settled all my grievances. I'll kill you first, and then I'll meet up with Thousand Nights! ”

Wei broke heaven without a word, suddenly reached out and grabbed the sword and pulled it hard, then pulled a piece of sword. He doesn't care if the blood on his hand is like a bet, he drops his sword and plugs it directly into his heart.

“What are you doing?” Song Zining shocked, shooting like electricity, grabbed Wei's wrist.

Wei Shitian couldn't get away with making a few bucks. "I'm sorry, I'm going to go see him and apologize to him! ”

Song Zining stared at Wei Futian and only hated him after half a bang: “You idiot, even if you go to see him, it probably just makes Thousand Nights angrier. If you want to die so badly, do a few things for me before you die, and you won't die for nothing. ”

“I owe you a thousand nights. I owe you nothing!” Wei Futian still has no feelings for Song Zining.

Song Zining said: “Just after a thousand nights away, someone has already missed his basic career. ”

Wei Daotian was furious and drank: “Who is so bold? I'll kill him! ”

“Extinction? What do you take to extinguish?” Song Zining smiles, “the other side is the king! ”

“So what? Big deal is death! ”

“Say you're an idiot! What good is it if you're so dead? You want to earn your own reputation for your brother? ”

Wei Feng Tian finally calmed down, "What do you want me to do? ”

Song Zining: “I heard that your Wei family raised a lot of dead men, went to transfer a thousand, sent them to Lu, and contacted Carol over there. I'll give them orders later. ”

Wei broke Heaven: “These dead men are not afraid of sacrifice, but they deserve to die. ”

Song Zining coldly said: “They are all raw faces, easy to clear their tails afterwards. All you have to do is send people there and tell me how to give them orders. ”

“Don't you need me? ”

“What are you going to do? Did you tell the whole world that you did this? ”

“Then what am I going to do? ”

“Stay here and take care of the injuries. ”

Wei Breaking Tian, knowing that he was considerably less than Song Zining, took out a token and said: “This is the order of my Wei family so that it can mobilize the dead.” The main points of activation of several force matrices are then detailed.

Song Zining took the token and left the small courtyard.

Deep in the endless void, at the dark end of nothingness, suddenly a stealthy voice rang out: “Thousand nights, thousand nights...”

The call echoes in void, not knowing how far it travels.

In the dark, a consciousness moved and slowly woke up. He listened to his ears and listened to the call from afar. It didn't know how long before his first thought arose: “It's so dark...”

So he opened his eyes, and it wasn't endless darkness in front of him, but some of the faint lights floated. It's just that he's still too slow to see the distance of the lights, much less what they are.

But that call was clearer.

He then had a second consciousness: “I am a thousand nights...”

As Big Dream woke up, his eyes became clearer and he saw an endless void, but the void was not nothing, but floated with many strange things. Some are a mountain peak, some are a giant skeleton beyond imagination, and others, like the remains of some mechanical castle, stretch out many twisted steel beams on the broken surface, as if torn from the middle by a giant's life.

The wreckage is even bigger than a mountain, and the Spirit Palace is like an ant in front of it. If it was intact, wouldn't it be possible to load a small half of the empire's population?

For a lifetime, the idea rose empty at night and flew towards the wreckage. He looked down and saw a void, which made him realize he had no entity at all.

He looked up again and found the wreckage moving further away, further away from both sides. The wreckage, as well as the sky peaks, the boulders and the skeletons, is moving. How can he catch it if the real speed is unimaginable?

He hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of flying over. He instinctively felt that, in the event of a collision, the consequences would not be so wonderful.

Thousands of nights looked in the direction of the call and flew over there. The call made him feel very familiar, and that familiarity was innate.

I just didn't know how long I'd been flying in the void, didn't see the source of the call, didn't even know if I'd moved at night. There are no reliable references in this void.

He's only trying to fly.

Flying, just without the will of the entity and feeling a little tired, the thousand nights suddenly saw a pair of huge dark golden eyes, slowly opening. Those eyes just looked at a thousand nights, a thousand nights spinning around. When he finally regained consciousness, he realized that the vision had completely changed.

In front of him there appeared a great river, and the river was running, and it came from nowhere, and it went nowhere. And the call comes from up the river.

The thoughts of a thousand nights flew up the river.

This time, he finally knew he was flying. As the river narrows, the river turns red, the red darkens, and then begins to emit golden, between the eyes, the river in front of the thousand nights is full of golden light waves, and the river itself becomes only the size of a stream.

The call became clearer, coming from the source of the Long River.

Thousands of nights suddenly know what they see, this is Blood River!

Margaux, the glorious Marquis, sat in the courtyard under his umbrella drinking afternoon tea, and the fragrance and the light of the leaves did not give him a good mood.

This is his own clan territory, situated on the Peak Fire continent, and although the place is small and crowded with people, he starts his own family name.

Margot, the last to rotate out of the Black Sun Valley, had been holding back for days. After returning to eternity, he unexpectedly discovered that the Peak I had not appeared in any of the war papers, and he felt more holding back.

It was only by point that he understood what was meant by the war, that is, that the war was being verified, that about half of the martial arts were being verified and completed, and that the other half was still under review.

Margot happens to be half of the people being censored, one of whom has been captured and has nothing to say. He did not want to stay on the Twilight continent and waited, reporting the injury leave and returning to his territory.

Suddenly Margot felt something was wrong, looked up and saw two demonic figures at the entrance to the garden.

Margot recognised the man, surprised, stood up, doubtful: “Your Highness, Aydin?!” Then his face suddenly changed and he screamed, “Aiden, what are you doing? ”

Aiden had a long gun in his hand pointing at him in a black hole, and Margot was well aware of Aiden's abilities, albeit of a higher rank than his, but had no certainty that he would escape unharmed.

Aiden calmly said, "I'm sorry, Lord Margot, I'm on official business. Please come with me. ”

Margot was angry: "To be responsible, I should also be responsible for Twilight Continent! Parliament, what does that mean? ”

Much more has been fought, and few, but not all, of the top strong have been captured. Prisoner exchange and ransom cannot be obtained on the table, but there are various operations.

As for surrender, certainly not between the camps, but when neutral mercenaries are involved, there is considerable confusion. Once it happens, the implicit promise of the Yongnight Parliament is for the communities to settle their own internal affairs and to bring the results to the attention of the Conference.

After the Black Sun Valley armistice, Margot smelled a little bad, but he wasn't too worried, just ready to be thrown into battle again soon. I don't want to wait for the blood to punish me, the council is directly involved!

Aiden didn't talk to him and pulled the trigger.

Margot's hair is upside down, and his blood gas instantly enters the boiling state, and even if he doesn't do so, it can be extremely damaged, and his figure becomes a fictional shadow and he has to go away. At one point, he was faster than a nuclear bomb!

However, he had not yet fully crossed the garden and had struck an invisible wall with black gas in front of the shadow tower. Anwen didn't know when to show up near him, and the open field was like catching a bug's net pocket, covering Margot in.

At this juncture of life and death, Margot's hands are as electric as electricity, and the blood sucking dagger is bursting into the air, whirring like a wind passing through, drawing an escape path on the high wall of magic in front of him.

But “Pfft” sounded softly, Aiden's force bullet hole penetrated Margot's back, without waiting for him to produce pain. Anwen's realm suddenly retreated, and people disappeared from their places. Somewhere they flew into the shadows, swallowing Margot.

At that time, the entire bloodline castle was plunged into chaos, and a large number of parliamentary forces poured in and began an indiscriminate killing, each of whom was above the title and could harvest a life with just one shot or one sword.

On the edge of the castle territory, several carriers circled and landed, hovering in the air with frigates. There is already a shipment of removed materials on the ground, and the craftsmen are nervously busy and unmanned to erect large facilities.

And the shadow that swallowed up Margot was fired from one of those prototype devices. The shadow wrapped Margaux around her and she stood still on the ground like that.

Only the high-ranking demonic nobility could see that a precise cut was being made inside the magic, and the blood marquis was first broken down into groups of tissue, then each group of tissue was broken down into blood gas, which was then transformed into a pure dark force.

In the end, Margot became a nucleus, a mass of blood and half the essence of the dark force.

In the process, an elderly demon stood beside him, carrying parchment paper and carefully and meticulously documenting the data.

At this point, Anwen turned to one of the SS behind him and said: "Your Excellency has seen the scene and can go back first. Your Majesty will be worried if you come out like this. ”

The man was tall and looked very bright in his uniform, Pretty Tic.

Pretty Tick watched the demonic elderly disperse the magic and then put the blood nucleus in the container, and he touched his chin: “Your protobiotic analysis is becoming more and more accurate. ”

The demonic old man nodded and bowed: "Darkness is glory. Thank you, sir, for your praise, which is the most advanced method of analysis in the Institute at present, with error values controlled within half a unit of power and able to encompass the existing power spectrum. Oh, of course, we don't have enough control over the void force. ”

Pretty Tick shook his head: "But I don't think our dear sire would be willing to analyze the man like this after seeing him. ”

The demonic elderly obviously knew the insider, randomly said: "If you just need to control the value, you can increase the sampling of the two provinces of Dawn. We just submitted the results of the calculation to His Highness Anwen last night. In fact, it's good that sooner or later we get rid of all the little bugs that contaminate the source of darkness. It doesn't matter. ”

Pretty Tick and Anwen glanced at each other and neither of them spoke. Both of them are observers and are responsible for decision-making and implementation by other kings and princes, especially in the presence of senior wizards at the Institute, who are highly qualified and cautious in their speeches.

At this point, a soldier came this way, standing at the ceremony, and said: "My lords, behind the castle there is a food bar, which also includes people. ”

The demonic elderly waved: “There is no need to pick it out specifically, the ingredients of the Dawn system do not affect the overall data. ”

The warrior's orders turned, and Pretty Tick suddenly said, "Wait, I'm going to take a look, I haven't seen a human civilian. ”

After a while, Pretty Tick came back and Anwen dragged him back.

Pretty Tick didn't delay this time, just staring out the starboard window as the floater took off, and moments later, he was puzzled: “Are those fellow marshals, and he really not two species? ”

Anwen felt there was a lot to say and nothing to say.

Pretty Tic, because of his special status, is closely protected by the demons, and even the upper nobles of other dark races are not well informed of his existence. It is not surprising that he rarely leaves the traditional lands of the devil, and that his travelling experience also goes to special areas, especially far away from the continent where dawn is a strong attribute.

Besides, what's a classmate? Blood or strength?

And on the ground, Aiden was standing at a high point, standing still with a gun.

At his feet, a clan territory formerly belonging to the blood clan is rapidly being razed to the ground. Everything disappeared, the creatures, the castles, the natural terrain, decomposed into air by those weird machine-sprayed substances, and turned into a set of data that appeared in the researchers' record books.

When the entire territory was completely turned into a clean flat ground, the transporters unloaded equipment that was as tall as a hill and transported it like running water, combining it into a metal, a stone, and some monsters that could not be named.

A huge shadow tray lay on the ground.