Monarch of Evernight

In the dark, Grand Duke Brooks was no better. He struggled to resist the gravity of the dark day and was barely drawn in together.

And in the midst of the dark, Grand Duke ships began to twist locally, and they were about to collapse towards the center of the dark day. With such power, there is no reason for a thousand nights in the middle of a dark day.

At this point, the dark day suddenly shrank, and a dark, hazy darkness emerges, wrapping the whole black day.

Brooks, who was hesitating to retreat further away, could hardly believe his eyes, because in this darkness he saw what the world was like when it was born.

And the Thousand Nights saw the heavens and the earth in the dark almost simultaneously with Lord Brooks.

Seeing the Dark Day leap into this nascent world, explode suddenly, almost exploding from the dark source of terror. But the burgeoning forces did not destroy the world of the Book of Darkness, but accelerated its derivation.

In an instant, the world completes the process from birth to expansion to infinity. This is followed by an incredibly familiar scene of the world's children, where a land mass gathers, a near-Earth protective layer emerges, and various species begin to thrive on the land mass.

Demons, bloodlines, werewolves, spider demons have appeared on the land block, and although their appearance and present are quite different, they are still able to recognize their belonging at first sight. Others are clearly not the dominant race in the world of eternity.

Grand Duke Brooks suddenly got excited and said, "What is that? Trinity? So this is what they should look like! ”

Thousand Nights would also have looked at the derivation of the Book of Black world in all gods. The Book of Darkness expands itself, absorbing all the magic in this crystal and unleashing a world of derivation when the Emperor's power and body are present. And this booming chapter shows more and richer details.

Hearing the words of Brooks, the mind moved at night, not waiting for the derivation to continue, and immediately tried to retrieve the Book of Darkness. Fortunately, the Book of Darkness showed no other abnormality and returned to him.

Until now, the Book of Darkness has not figured out what it really does. Initially it was only a container of force, and not long ago it helped the thousand nights understand the operation of the perpetual world's force, enabling him to use the equivalent of Grand Duke's tactics in the Duke's phase.

But Grand Duke Brooks reacted delicately, confirming from the side that the derivative world of the Book of Black was not nothingness, and that those creatures that had never been seen in the thousands of nights were probably the three races that had disappeared from the Holy Mountains. Thousands of nights think Grand Duke Brooks is a little unusual, but the Book of Darkness is his blood nucleus and his heart. It's so important that it can't be studied outside.

After putting away the Book of Darkness, another nuclear bomb appeared in the hands of Thousand Nights and threw it directly at Grand Duke Brooks.

This time, however, Brooks had no intention of stopping at all. He made a long whistle, ordered the entire ship to retreat, and himself rose into the air, rushing out of the battleship before the blast covered, instantly leaving.

The Grand Duke fled the battlefield without a moment's hesitation.

The Brooks abandoned the ship understandably, and now that it has been rushed into the core of the ship by a thousand nights, and no good way can be found to restrain his enemies, the power zone will sooner or later be completely destroyed. If you don't want to find a way to open the impasse, you will only harvest a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron as a result of the battle in place, rather than opening another battlefield.

As for the devil dukes, most of them exhausted their magic in the flagship duel, recovering not so quickly, let alone counting on them to face the Spirit Palace.

But if Grand Duke Brooks withdrew behind with four dukes and waited for reinforcements, how could he cause a little trouble for thousands of nights? Today, his retreat is utter, leaving his colleagues and tens of thousands of elite fighters behind to flee alone.

Thousand Nights thinking about it, don't feel like you've hit him hard, is there a nuclear bomb that is particularly hard to blow up? He shook his head and denied the unrealistic idea.

Suddenly his heart felt something. He looked back and saw his eyes appear on the deck of the Grand Duke, slowly falling. He looked in the direction of Grand Duke Brooks' departure and regretted: “He ran fast. ”

The night suddenly Brooks noticed that his eyes were sneaking in, afraid of being sieged, and he instantly walked away.

At the same time, a falling ship suddenly exploded in shock, and a powerful demon came to life. Thousands of nights and night-time eyes look past, but the magic is hollow, and there is no shadow of the strong. In the explosion, four faint shadows flashed, like a rainbow, moving away in four directions.

That's the four Devil Dukes aboard. He hesitated for a while and didn't go after him. Even him, trying to kill the Duke is quite difficult, especially when the opponent is trying to escape.

Night vision didn't move either, seemed overwhelmed. However, when I saw her like this, I understood at a thousand nights that her eyes were still weak, and the momentum was totally a bluff. Otherwise, with blood lurking, Grand Duke Brooks should not have perceived her proximity earlier than a thousand nights ago.

Grand Duke Brooks escaped, and the four Dukes followed him, and the heavily damaged Grand Duke finally failed to support him and burned to the ground. There are constantly strong men flying out of the ship in search of survival. Many unmanned warriors and sailors also jumped out, screaming into the earth. They would rather die than be burned alive.

Without the right to air, the demonic ground forces stopped their attacks and began to retreat. Naturally, a thousand nights will not let go of this opportunity, commanding the Palace of the Spirit to descend at high altitude, to start attacking the ground and to drive away the demonic forces along the way.

The commander of the demonic air fleet was extraordinarily courageous, leading the floating air battleship fleet against the gunfire of the Spirit Palace, desperately accommodating the ground troops, and eventually rescuing the elites of the ground forces after paying the price of nearly half a battleship and the crash of the transport vessel, and fleeing hastily. As for the troops who did not make it to the ship to withdraw, they had to die for themselves.

Let the Palace of the Spirit fly to the edge of the continent at night, blocking the way behind all parliamentary forces that are not on time to withdraw. At the other end of the battlefield, the blood commanders will not let go of their chances and wave their troops in a timely fashion. The landing forces had no way to surrender, and had no choice but to surrender.

A good victory.

There are only hundreds of blood casualties, and it looks good. However, the direct descendants of several clans brought to Nishi are the most precious relative to their strength. So in counting the casualties, Howard had a heavy face, and every time he died, he felt heartbroken.

If the blood clan of Xizhi dies, the Carton, Rajin, and Fanzhou clans of the twelve ancient clans will perish, and the mark of the Blood River will disappear. The three clans have had no original ancestors for a long time and have been completely destroyed. Hope for awakening the native species in the common lineage that went to Lu is extremely remote.

And the demon's loss is much worse.

Although Brooks and the four Dukes escaped, the resulting tens of thousands of elite Congressional troops lost two thirds. The fleet escaped only from the small half-warship, and several other carriers were also shot down. In particular, the loss of Grand Duke ships could not be compensated for in years.

In this battle, it should be said that Brooks underestimated a thousand nights and underestimated the Night Eyes and the Spirit Palace. With the four Dukes as deputies and the divine skill of the Sigh Wall, it has been quite remarkable to be able to engage with the Palace of the Spirit for so long. In the Grand Duke's rank, there are rare enemies.

It's just that the power of the Spirit Palace is far beyond imagination, forcing Brooks to constantly launch a wall of sighs and constantly use super manoeuvres that deplete the demons of the four Dukes, making it impossible to support the Grand Duke during the most critical civil war of ships.

And the night eye can punch a hole through the shield and armored exterior walls of the ship, allowing the thousand nights to attack the ship with perfect strength, which nobody thought of. Virtually all of the key elements of the entire battle for air power deviated, and Brooks' defeat was inevitable.

The first battle was quick, and Howard finally had some joy on his face. But he also knows that this is just the beginning, and that Brooks stands for the Demonic Forward, or the Parliamentary Army Forward. If the Dark King were to appear, the descendants would not be able to sustain them.

But that's possible, nobody mentions it.

Defeat the Demon Leader and Howard directs the Bloodline to clean the battlefield. The battlefield is home to a number of fallen buoyancy ships, all of which are an inexpensive source of supplies.

Over 10,000 captive demons and spider warriors were turned into bitter forces. With supplies and labour, it will only take a day or two before the defensive bases of the blood clan are repaired.

On the Twilight continent, in the core of the Spikes, as in most places, parliament's flag is on the narrow ground, although the main building of Lava Castle is heavily overrun by the flag of the Flame Crown.

Hubbs' spacious desk almost turned into a stack of books, filled with dense, numb literature on the table, side of the case, and even on the foot. The literature varies from books with thick backs and hard surfaces to sheepskin rolls in long crystal or jade boxes, more hand-bound and completely unspecified.

What the literature has in common is that it looks like it has a very long history, especially those scattered volumes that show signs of age and are cautiously held in their hands.

Hubbs leaned against the table and closed his eyes like he was sleeping.

Sitting in front of a landing window, the Demon King reads and occasionally looks up at the distant sunset. He has an ancient book with a distinct blood style, gorgeous cover and hard edge decoration, and the binding line is still changing in the sunset. The book is obviously entirely handmade and even the book's contents are transcribed by celebrities.

The Emperor looked at the chapter and sighed contentedly. He said: "This book is so good...” He turned his head to the desk and smiled. “Sir Habs, you are still more relaxed here! ”

Habs neither pretended to sleep well nor opened his eyes, but simply faded away: "I'm afraid you'll be delaying a lot, even if you're just here alone for more than a day. ”

“It is worth seeing these ancient books and literature. ”

“And thank you for giving me all the lonely copies of these ancestors to keep without ruining them in the war. ”

The Emperor bowed his head and turned the ancient book in his hand back another page: “Precious scriptures and rare resources are equally worthy of solemnity. The book seemed to show me the painstakingly pioneering images of the original blood ancestors of the ancient period, each of which was a legend in itself. ”

“The book in your possession comes from the hands of the cartels of the Movi clan, a venerable poet who has failed to break through the count all his life. So both the knowledge of blood talent and the knowledge of both sides of the war stayed at a very shallow level. The book's value lies only in two things: the number of recorded battles, the description of reality. Two: his calligraphy art. ”

“As long as it's real, it's enough. What I want to know is the truth of the ancient times.” The Demon King looked up at the stack of books that almost buried Hubbs inside, "even the poetry body records a very interesting chapter. Looks like I'm gonna have to stay a little longer. ”

“I'm sure you'll keep your word, and I'll stay here during the jihad and not step out of the castle," said Habster. ”

The Emperor smiled and said, "I believe you, but now I don't believe in myself. ”

Habs slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Demon King. As the Demon King, it is certainly not as simple as simply trying to tear down a promise.

At this moment, the sunset falls from the other side of the window and sprinkles it on the floor between the two as if it were a flaming wave of gold.

After a moment, Hubbs bluntly said, “Anyway, I appreciate your allowing me back here. A clan castle is the root of every descendant named after his family, and if we die in battle, the soul will return to the Holy River, hoping that the remains will be buried in their homeland. ”

The Emperor's eyes calmed down and after a while he said, “I'm sorry about Lin, but I won't apologize. ”

“It's harder to make you sorry than to make you apologize.” Habster, there is some implicit irony in the tone. He has Metadron's memory, of course, and understands that a dark sanctuary from the micro-end will never be one who looks back and forth.

"Habs, haven't you noticed? I have never been able to get out of his influence. ”

Hubbs stunned and said, “How could astronomical techniques be effective against the Holy Mountains! ”

The Emperor sighed low, "Holy Mountain? Huh...”

Habs' blood nukes suddenly chestnuted, and he remembered an old thing. The Queen of the Night fought the Heavenly Ghost deep in the void, failing to return in time, so that Parliament lost a war on the Bottom Everlasting Continent. The power of the Queen of the Night is deep in the hearts and minds, and no one thought it might be the interference of the Empire of the Great Qin.

“So, Your Majesty, what was your decision? Clear the source of your anxiety completely? ”

The Demon King laughed bitterly and did not answer.

At this point, Habs looked up out the window if he felt anything. A demonic warship appeared in the sky and came at full speed until it approached the castle.

Without waiting for the battleship to land, a figure emerged and circled slightly in the air, capturing a hint of the demon emperor's intent to release and fly this way. He couldn't even wait to walk through the door, but rudely entered through the window and appeared before the Demon King.