Monarch of Evernight

“What?”

“Mansi Savage. ”

Upon hearing this, Princess Cognac simply moved her eyebrows and settled down, "She's not for everyone. ”

“I can use it. ”

Princess Cognac put one hand under the table and said faintly: "Can't you let go of your hatred? Or, if Zhao has no power over you today, you can do whatever you want? ”

Thousand Nights said frankly: "I forgot about that little thing back then. Since the one who just picked me up called me Master Five, I am also from the Zhao family. This time I need to borrow Mansh Savannah because she is the only one who can make me face the eternal flame of the Demonic King and the blessings he has in his hands. ”

“Speak carefully. ”

Thousand Nights briefly describes what happened after being saved by King Renault of the Blue, but skips the part of the Book of Darkness.

Cognac listened and couldn't help but sigh, "The more now, the more he knew the follies of those in the military. But they followed the King of Everlasting Life, and that old thing was completely insane in the last decade. ”

She's a little flashy. After all, the Evergreen King was the Emperor's pillar of the Empire. The Evergreen King, who had been sitting in the town of the Apocalypse, was the foundation of the Great Qin Emperor. In any event, the Heavenly King ensures that the Empire's homeland is not invaded forever and night.

Thousand Nights said: "I won't take it for nothing this time to borrow Mansi Savannah. This gun was placed here first, and I think it will do more for Zhao Valve at this time. If I could come back alive, I'd trade it back. ”

With a bang, there was a huge, tiny multi-barrel machine gun on the table.

Princess Cognac, knowledgeable and startled to stand at a glance, "Storm?! ”

“Exactly. ”

Cognac was finally revealed to be difficult and silent.

Mansh Savage is unpredictable and powerful. In that year, Zhao Ruoxi was able to recreate the poetry map. Regarding the power over the top strong, she was one of the top ten guns.

In the eyes of Cognac, however, this is yet another completely unusable gun.

Only Zhao Ruoxi can put an end to this, not even Zhao Jundu. But even if she were more powerful, Cognac would never let Zhao Ruoxi take her to war. There is the example of the Fourteenth Prince of the Hao Emperor in front of him, it has to be feared that with Zhao Ruoxi's thin body, he went to a real battlefield, and it won't take long, he will be drained by Mansh Savannah.

The storm was a big killer on the battlefield, and the speed of shooting was more than a single tube of Mansh Salvadoran without knowing how many streets. By contrast, while the Imperial Crown has more coverage than a storm, in a range attack mode, deterrence is greater than killing and is of little use to the top strong, and no one can compare it to cleaning up the mutineers. Besides, nobody knows, Cognac knows that the ultimate power of the Emperor also depends on fitness.

While the storm has always belonged to the perpetual night camp, there is no similar problem at all. Zhao Jundu at this moment, if he had a famous gun in his hand, would be more like a tiger. As long as the storm appeared on the front of Zhao's responsibility, the war would be reversed in an instant.

Cognac didn't think about it for long, and when it did, he said, "Okay! I promise. ”

She got up and left in a hurry. Sitting safely at night, she was not worried that she would gather the strong and kill the guns.

A moment later, Cognac returned and left the study after a thousand nights of taking the Mansi Savannah. He was about to fly into the void, and Cognac suddenly said, "If you have time in the future, come back and check it out. ”

I paused for a thousand nights and didn't look back and said, “I will.” Just jumped up and disappeared at the end of the sky.

Return to the Palace of the Spirit and turn around again for a thousand nights and fly to the Salfis mainland. Sitting on the floor, he was about to practise, suddenly moving in his heart and feeling watched again.

Thousands of nights carry blood lurking, while chaotic forces in the body push a secret, instantly produce a faint fiction around, looks exactly like a thousand nights, but the fiction does not have five officials, the face is just a plane.

The Spirit Palace continued to swim forward, while the phantom remained in place and was dumped behind in an instant.

Thousands of nights find the feeling of being watched much less. He did so, releasing several illusions in succession, until the feeling of being watched faded to the point where he continued to rush to the Salfis mainland.

In the stationary chamber of the battleship, Pretty Tic slowly opened his eyes and walked out of the stationary chamber with a hidden helplessness. Several demonic strongmen came up and said, "Your Highness, have you found anything? ”

Pretty Tick shook his head, thinking about the mess, divided into several pieces and contradictory destiny heralds: "He seems to have learned how to avoid the gaze of destiny, and accidentally avoids my strength and habits, perhaps… even the features of the secret I used are clear. ”

In the field of prophecy, the difficulty of prophecy over power, events, and individuals is multiplied. Powerful prophets can see the waves a hundred years after Destiny River, but it is difficult to distinguish the droplets of a wave close to their eyes. Especially in individuals with special blood or abilities, interference can be extremely severe.

By now, everyone can understand why the Demon King attaches so much importance to the thousand nights, and he alone has proven his virtue by keeping Pretty Tic inaccurately untraceable.

Yet the ability of prophets to be targeted is another thing: masters who have existed for centuries or even millennia, whose habits and abilities may no longer be a secret to the Dawn camp, and whose comparative strengths are apparent on both sides. That is why before Lin Xitang was born, all the prophets of the Everlasting Night were helpless, because of his undisputed strength in this field.

Pretty Tick's situation is different. How long before he wakes up again? How did you do it in such a short time?

Perhaps there are traitors?!

The demonic spinning of the head remembered something with a gloomy face. “Is it them? ”

Pretty Tick waved, somewhat annoyed, and said, "I don't know, you can handle it yourselves! In return, Your Majesty, there is nothing I can do about it. ”

The demonic strongman took a step forward and said, “If you can be more detailed, I can handle it. ”

Pretty Tick glanced at him, smiling nonchalantly: “What should I do? Speak as if you dare to turn your faces against the spider demon. ”

The demonic strongman's face suddenly became very ugly, but Pretty Tic himself was in a bad mood, and would have cared about his reaction and brushed his sleeve.

Back in his room, Pretty Tick threw his body directly into the couch and covered his face with his hands. “Your Majesty, the new world is indeed magnificent, but if none of the wars before us can be won, then what new world can we talk about? Why can't I see if I can find the man's secret? ”

A moment later, Pretty Tick smiled bitterly at himself and said to himself, "Is that man really leaving any secrets? ”

In the void, the sky stood at the top of the dragon head for a thousand nights, with no moving eyes. A moment later, he suddenly hummed and opened his eyes. Just now, he had a hidden feeling that something big was about to happen.

Thousands of nights looked at the Book of Darkness. At this moment, in his perception, the Book of Darkness became slim, and there seemed to be another universe inside, with no end in sight. Through the Book of Darkness, thousand-night perceptions become much lighter, searching for places that have never been followed before, and occasionally discovering strange pieces of information.

But these are all subtle feelings, throwing them aside for a thousand nights, continuing to practice, constantly drawing on the power of the void and heading towards the Salfis continent.

On the continent of Salfis, another dusk is approaching the foggy castle and the city beneath it.

Many slaves have begun to return from the fields, while the mines are lit without interruption, and some strong, digging slaves are busy in the mines day and night. Half of the workshops in the city have been finished, but the others are still in operation, so it looks like they're going to be working late at night.

In the workshop area, an elderly demonic man looked serious and was visiting one room at a time. He was surrounded by a large crowd of followers, accompanied by the director of the entire workshop area, who explained along the way.

The old man suddenly interrupted him and said, "When can the next batch of alloys be shipped? ”

The supervisor has seen sweat on his forehead and is busy saying: "The blood slaves who were supposed to arrive last week have not arrived, the latest news is seven days later. Bloodline is much better than those barbarian craftsmen, only people can compare...”

“I asked, when can we ship?” The old man was cold and repeated.

The supervisor sweats like rain, biting his teeth: “Lord Marquis, this... ten days! ”

“I want three days! ”

“Three days is impossible, and the existing staff is already working almost all day. ”

“Slaves are not enough, then you go on your own! The Grand Duke's orders are not to be delayed for a day! ”

“… subordinates understand. ”

Seeing this, the old Marquis also stopped visiting, returning directly to the castle and ordering dinner to be prepared before returning to the study.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man standing at his desk, reading the documents on the desk.

“Who are you?” The old Marquis pulled out a short gun between his waists.

The man put the file down, turned around and smiled: "Marquis Karni? You probably don't know me, my name is Thousand Nights. ”

“Thousand nights!” Karni was in shock, and the handshake was a little trembling. But his voice remained steady, “How dare you come to Salfis! ”

“I have heard that Salfis has not had a war since the Holy War 700 years ago. ”

“That's true. ”

“This history, since tonight. ”

At midnight, the castle suddenly set fire to the bear, and the workshop area exploded violently. One of the most important refinery blast furnaces collapsed and hot steel water overflowed, causing a continuous fire.

The ancient Karni family, a rare alloy region of great importance to the entire demonic race, has come to an end in history.

During the night, in a small camp in the hills, through the light, a thick atlas and family atlas are being read at night.

Demons are a race that places considerable emphasis on historical and cultural heritage, and although they have concerns about the loss of technology, they do not seem to have the same interruption of historical voids as the bloodlines.

Like the Karni family atlas in Thousands of Nights, it's like a brick. It documents the origins, changes and distributions of the entire Karni. Combined with intermarriages and unions between families, the total includes information on more than one hundred related families.

The information is quite detailed and not only records the names and evolution of important family figures, but also the most important changes in blood talents and abilities.

Family atlases are the most important literature of any demonic family. Long before the rise of the nation, the demonic wise devised detailed family map recording methods, attempting to find ways to purify and enhance blood veins through prolonged data recording, and attempting the effects of combining blood veins from different families.

A family atlas, especially a duke family atlas with a long history such as the Karni family, is an exhaustive and rigorous academic resource.

After seeing such a rich record, there was a moment when the demon had such a sophisticated inheritance system, why was there a recession in terms of more important technology?

The question did not take up more of his reflection time, and the attention of the thousand nights quickly turned to his eyes. It took him all night to read the atlas, which gave him a deep understanding of the entire Karni family.

After reading more about the evolution of the Book of Darkness, especially the Dark Races, there has long been a deep and unique understanding of the evolution of blood veins.

“Interesting. Has the Karni family been trying to rebuild the Duke for nearly 300 years? Well, it looks like they've been on a blood-purification route, like marriage to the Marquis Emma family… Let me see, the Marquis Emma and the Marquis Karni were the same ancestors four generations ago. ”

Thousands of nights came to think of it, suddenly turning a few dozen pages forward, and the other family name was reflected in the eyes, "However, according to the blood characteristics recorded above, it is obvious that the blood effect of combining other lineages would be better, after all, Karni's own blood is not strong. This Tricini family, for example, is a good match for marriage. ”

The thousand nights suddenly laughed, “What am I worried about for the devil? ”

Instead of discarding the Karni family atlas, he wanted to be included in the Andiya space. The demons shown in this map are interesting for methods of collecting, screening, analyzing, and extrapolating large amounts of data, and even similar structures can be used in large urban population management. Thousand Nights intends to leave it as a model.

At this moment, the night suddenly moved in my heart and opened the Book of Darkness. A new single page appeared in the Book of Black, which recorded the entire Karni lineage.