Monarch of Evernight

Above the sky, Plettic in meditation suddenly opened his eyes, pushing open the quiet room door, walking across the corridor bridge, stepping onto the deck and looking up into the void.

That direction is precisely the middle and upper continents where the four ethnic nuclei of the Yongnight Parliament lie. Pritetick's wand, the “Guardian of Destiny”, suddenly flashed as if someone had opened their eyes in the dark.

The ancient lava castle of Twilight Continent is as quiet and quiet as ever.

Rarely did the Demon King immerse himself in a pile of books, sitting under a purple vine in the garden with two Hubbs, relaxing for afternoon tea.

The refreshments on the table in front of them are different and the flavour is unknown. The appearance is actually a little rough, far from the refinement that the noblemen of the everlasting night prefer.

However, in terms of value, the table in front is many times more expensive than the highest-sized refreshments. Because they are local specialties brought by the City of Emma from the neutral zone near the "Starry Corridor" tens of thousands of miles away, they are still on the chef's dim sum counter in the morning, and tea tables are put on this side in the afternoon, which can only be done by jumping in space, and neither of the two camp's faster speedboats has this capability.

After eating a small snack shaped like a maple leaf, the Emperor suddenly laughed. “The taste hasn't changed. I hear the boss is the old granddaughter. Meta... Ah, Habs, what do you think? ”

Hubbs put down his snack fork and said faintly: “It's really good, but I don't remember what it was. ”

The Demon King looked at Habs, still smiling, but sighed softly, "Well, my stubborn old friend.” He paused and said, "If I can't keep my word, will you go against my purpose? ”

Habs lifted his eyes and gazed quietly at the Emperor for a moment. “What's the matter? ”

“If that kid showed up in front of me himself, I might not be able to guarantee that he wouldn't do it! ”

Habs frowned when he thought about it, "He went to the Continent of Demons? And since you've always been able to find out his whereabouts, why send troops like the Parliamentary Messenger of the Sword? ”

“All I can see is the arrow of fate.” The Demon Emperor is soft and authentic.

“Sire Kane, you are the Holy Mountain, and if you must do something, there is nothing you can really worry about. As a matter of fact, you're not as harsh with His Majesty Lilith as you seem, are you? ”

“We may not yield to strength, but each of us must fear destiny.” The Demon King laughed, “Habs, have you thought about what would happen if there were two holy mountains in a clan? ”

Habs was stunned, there was only one sacred mountain in the clan, which seemed to be a natural habit, and he had not even thought about that possibility before the Demon King asked the question.

The Emperor also asked, "Why did Andoria Blackwing give up challenging Lilith? ”

Habsmer muttered, "Isn't there enough power? ”

The Emperor smiled silently, and after a while he said softly: “I look forward to the curtain of the world opening, and I can't wait to see it now. My dear old friend, don't you want to wake up again? ”

Habs looked at him deeply and silently. He did not answer whether or not, nor did he respond to the argument of secondary awakening.

The Emperor is still soft-minded and doesn't say anything anymore. It doesn't seem nice to focus on the table in front of him, but it's full of memories.

Deep in the void, the Palace of the Spirit flies forward, swinging its long tail like a fish. Thousands of nights stand on the dragon head, looking at the distant void, but the mind is immersed in the Book of Black, constantly deriving the strength and means at its disposal.

Accidental reconciliation with the Spider-Man clan did not relieve much pressure. It's just the demons themselves, it's the monarchs, it's the demons, it's the monarchs, it's the hidden millennia, it's just the legendary means.

And at the end of the day, it seemed as if Lotha had accidentally revealed that the Emperor had a split body that had been on Twilight. This is Lotha's warning that Twilight is not a hiding place. Unfortunately, the Great Spider-Man Army could not have imagined that the Continent of the Devil would be chosen as its next destination. This message also means that the Demon Emperor maintains an alien identity for a long time, not a projection, which means that the Dark Holy Mountain is in a period of complete activity. If necessary, it is even possible that the body will come.

Look at your hands for a thousand nights, move your fingers, so slight the motion also has a hidden thunderbolt. It is not the air that now explodes, but the void force. Now the Thousand Nights body has been initially transformed from the inside out by the chaotic forces, and the viscera has been strengthened. According to the ever-night blood grading criteria, it has steadily entered the Grand Duke.

If the viscera is fortified by the Force and produces a special blood capacity, then it is the Prince. The crowning prince is the mark of the origin of the power of race, such as the blood of the blood of the bloodline.

Even if there is no special blood ability, wait until the soul inside and outside the body and even the conscious soul is strengthened to the extreme, triggering the entire life level to increase, so that its Force is really close to the source point, is the Great King.

Only at this level of power will we know that a prince between the Grand Duke and the Grand Duke is not a must. Sometimes the awakened vein talent is too special and may also make the eventual entry distant. Just as the two generations of blood ancestors are not necessarily kings, neither can blood kings necessarily be ancestors.

At this moment, the Grand Duke of the Night has waited as if standing outside the Great King's Gate. His body and exterior are reinforced by the forces of chaos, and his new body is much stronger than that of an ordinary Grand Duke. Comparative to the Lord, he opposes the face of Lotha, who claims to be the most powerful, and barely supports him. In terms of strength and body alone, the demonic monarch does not necessarily compare to the thousand nights of this time.

Thousands of nights are not meant to be easy. Though he learned from the mouth of Lotha that the Demon King did not directly intervene in the jihad between the Demons and the Bloodlines because of his covenant with Habs, he would not place his safety in the hands of the Demon King to keep his promises.

Without mentioning such things as promises, only the reciprocal strong can be effective, as can be seen from several pursuits, the Demon King must have the Book of Darkness. In the thousands of nights, this pact between the Imperial King and Prince Hubbles is strange in itself, and he does not feel that the newborn blood ancestor, who is currently under house arrest, is truly capable of binding the Imperial King to perform his pact.

Dropping his hand for a thousand nights, he thought: "Just like that, it doesn't seem to be strong enough...”

He thought for a moment, and the temple of the Spirit flew in a different direction towards the West.

Xilu, Zhao Fu.

Like Zhao Fu in a small town, people are flourishing at this moment, and various heavy trucks can be interpreted on several roads into and out of the capital. On the main road to the Trades and Crafts Mansion, however, there has been severe siltation, with many Zhao disciples commanding at the intersection and even manpower to help move.

Countless materials were sent to the craftsman's house, where they went through countless complex processes, some of them even flowing through several different workshops, eventually turning into floating warships, tanks, artillery and other kinds of war materiel, which were thrown out from the other end.

Mountains on one side have been emptied and cleared of vast open spaces, dozens of new workshops of varying sizes are being pulled out of the ground and, in terms of area, the original large production capacity of the craftsman's house will have to be doubled.

With the resources of Zhao Valve's two half-branch provinces, the capacity of the craftsman's house cannot be supported. Today's expansion can only mean one thing, and the whole empire is starting to enter the war preparation track.

Zhao Fu's inner house became a bit empty, servants and waitresses rushed to and from the house, afraid to speak out. Most of the owners are not in the house, and they don't have much to do. However, the growing number of casualties in the main branch of the family makes the person who leaves the chief in a very bad mood. If people are slightly different, they will call for a family law.

Thousands of nights appeared outside Zhao Fu Gate, looking up at the tablet and sighing.

He walked up to the gate and passed away. When he reappeared, he was already inside Zhao Fu, walking along the central main road to the deep inner house.

Some rushed by and ignored the night. Under the influence of blood lurking, there is no difference in their eyes between a thousand nights and a constant servant, even if seen, as if ordinary people were falling into a pile of people, ignoring him.

But when the thousand nights flashed into the house again in a void, an invisible concern fell on him and locked firmly. Even blood lurking cannot escape attention.

Stand still for a thousand nights, waiting for someone. In fact, it is only normal to be discovered. Zhao Valley's inner palace, the defense cannot be lower than the Imperial Palace. If only blood lurking could be unhindered, then the dark race would not know how many important people to assassinate.

An elderly inner waiter floated underneath the water and came to the front of the thousand nights, courtesy: “It is rare for the Fifth Young Master to return to the house. Her Royal Highness would like to see you. ”

“Lead the way. ”

A moment later, a thousand nights later, she arrived in the courtyard where Princess Cognac lived and was introduced to the study. Princess Cognac was casually dressed in a loose dress, sitting behind a desk stacked with a pile of tall documents, all waiting to be processed.

Seeing Thousand Nights come in, Princess Gao Yi quickly approved a few words on the document in her hand, before putting down her pen, Xu Dao: “Wei Huang only knows the leader. He has always ignored these chores behind him. I didn't want to meddle in the affairs of the clan either, but now it's unusual. If you don't want to, you have to take care of it. ”

“It is true that military aircraft are not capable of pretending to be outsiders.” Nodded a thousand nights.

Princess Cognac nodded, the face that did not see the signs of the years also showed a little tiredness, "They killed each other on the front line. Almost how many people were killed on the front line in armaments. I couldn't rest assured, I had to deal with it myself. ”

Come on, she looked at the night and said calmly: "It was a real surprise that you came back. But seeing you alive, that's the best news. ”

Thousand nights laughed and said, "I thought I was going to die. ”

Cognac slowed down: "You are all blood now, but where is your heart in the eternal night? ”

“The heart is high. ”

“Are you… finally giving up the Empire? ”

"'I can't give up,' said Thousand Nights. 'There's a place for people in my heart. But right now, I'm trying to save the remnants of the bloodline. ”

Cognac remained unchanged, "The bloodline has always been the great enemy of the Empire, or even, arguably, the greatest enemy. So you're gonna help them, too? ”

“Not every bloodline is my enemy, not every race is my friend. In a way, I have more enemies in the empire.” Thousand Nights from Channel.

Cognac sighed, "The Empire is indeed against you, but..."

Thousands of nights interrupted her, "Not every one of them is negative to me, it's for the real people, it's for the big picture. They seek nothing but selfishness in the name of the big picture. These people, as long as I don't die, will have to be settled sooner or later. ”

“You've changed...”

“Dead and resurrected more often, everyone will change. Or to put it this way, I'm not that good of a liar. ”

Cognac nodded, “What brings you back this time? ”

“'Lend me something,' said Thousand Nights. ”