Monarch of Evernight

Looking up at the sky for a thousand nights, the black sun in the sky gave him a very unreal feeling. Clearly it's there, and he can't say where it's not real.

Thousands of nights pupils contract and the eyes change color constantly, trying to filter various light waves. But regardless of the horizon, you see the same black sun, no change. Even if all kinds of extreme spectra were filtered out, the black sun would still hang in the sky, unchanged.

This means that the black sun may be directly mapped into the Thousand Nights consciousness, completely unaffected by traditional means such as perceived shielding.

If so, does the black sun really exist? Thoughtful night.

His eyes retracted from the black sun, flashing to 100 meters and observing the surrounding terrain. The horizon is a rough, undulating mountain, but there are hidden signs of moderation in one direction. Thousands of nights focused on looking over there, but he had reached the limit of his vision, and he couldn't see much more.

Thousands of nights think about it, not in a hurry to go deeper, but continue to look around.

The world is not a desolate place, but a vibrant place. Many mountains are covered by those strange giant trees, with dense bushes on the ground. Unless the local biology is different from any known continent, one would mistakenly assume that one enters a vibrant and livable world.

But the world is not safe.

And not to mention those who have entered the everlasting night, because of this active dark force, we do not know what kind of horrific life can be born.

The thousand nights suddenly remind me of another doubt. After a preliminary analysis of the properties of the Force, he predicted that the war would be polluted by active dark forces as long as it stayed here for a few minutes, and that such pollution could not be removed.

So why did the Dark Races drive hundreds of thousands of armies to the Black Sun Valley? Ordinary warriors cannot enter the inner world at all. They can say as many deaths as they want. The Viscount can only last a while longer. If you are able to move freely in the inner world, you must be strong beyond the Marquis. The Count is not incapable, but there are limitations, from protection to self-cultivation.

As for what is in the inner world, it is not so important at this moment. A world with the sun, vast beyond the outside world. The vast new world itself is priceless.

In the forest, a powerful werewolf descended from the sky and fell heavily on the ground. He flipped and bounced, shaking his head, and looked around somewhat confused.

Suddenly, his face was painful, his hands strangled his throat, and he gasped desperately, but only breathed out, but did not inhale.

Between his eyes, the Count of the Werewolf knelt half to his knees, his face swollen red, his whole body of dark forces poured violently, his eyes could explode at any moment.

At the moment of life and death, a big hand reached out from the side and fastened a mask to the werewolf's face. Count Werewolf was able to breathe again, and he took a deep breath, which allowed him to look up and look at the person who was helping him.

In front of him stands a strong demon, hidden in the magic of the Marquis of Strength.

“Count Zach Ayton, a little famous legend among the werewolves, had no idea it would be so lame.” Marquis of Demonic Descent.

Zach the werewolf stood up and whispered, “I'm careless, thank you anyway. ”

The Marquis of the Devil said: "Although you lost my brother back then, it was a fair fight and there was nothing to complain about. Now that I'm here, even I feel dangerous, so join forces, okay? ”

The face behind Count Zach's mask showed hesitation, and a moment later he said: "You saved my life, so I'm willing to let go of some of my pride, with you. ”

“Not only does the world need strength, but it also needs absolute fixing. After all, you are a little short of the Marquis, which may be erased outside by various means, but not here. The nuclear power environment in the inner world will make a huge impact on you, which you should have already realized. I happen to have a spare suit of armor that will do you some good. ”

The Marquis of the Devil took a pair of armor from his backpack and handed it over.

Zach didn't refuse, he wore it directly on him. With armor isolating the external force, it made his face look better. He cursed, “This damn place! ”

The Marquis nodded, "The dark force here is so toxic, I don't even know what to do if I stay here long. ”

“Is there a way back? ”

“No.”

Zach's face got ugly again, “Don't you know how to get back out there? ”

“I didn't mean us. There is a way back, but it is only until His Majesty enters the new world that we can jointly build a return corridor. Until then, it was not possible for us to go back. ”

Zach laughed bitterly, “I knew this would stop me from suppressing the ranks and pursuing pure blood. ”

“It's too late to say this, but with your strength, there must be something to play here. ”

“Where are we going now? ”

"I don't know," said the Marquis. "Let's see if we can get in touch. ”

He took out a flare, threw it directly into the sky and blew it up at high altitude. In addition to flashing, the unique force oscillation can travel further and is not affected by terrain.

However, after the signal was sent, such as the rocky sea, there was no response. Waiting for a moment, the Marquis said: "Looks like we're lucky to be together. Let's go. Find someone else first. ”

Zach nodded, just trying to keep up, and suddenly the shadow flashed in front of him, a little thing leaping out in the grass not far away, passing by him and vanishing into the woods in a blink of an eye.

“So soon!” The Marquis was shocked.

Zach remained steady, "We can still deal with it. ”

Then another darkness broke out, and Zach was ready, scolding lightly, shooting like electricity, and he actually took that thing out of the air.

It's a puppy-sized creature with four eyes and a pair of long ears hanging on either side of the body, and it looks kind of cute.

The Marquis came together and frowned: “It's supposed to be herbivorous, but how could it be so fast? No, it's hard for ordinary blood counts to have that speed. ”

“Nothing strange happened in this shithole," Zach said. But with it, our dinner was settled. ”

Demons and werewolves are not too afraid of toxins when they reach their ranks, so nobody cares about whether meat is allowed to be eaten.

The little thing seemed to understand what Zach meant, but it didn't move and suddenly started struggling.

Zach laughed, "This little guy's smart enough to know we're going to eat it, right? Struggling pretty hard... no! I can't catch it!! ”

It suddenly bursts with explosive power in its little body, pushing Zach's fingers apart. The Count of the Werewolves reacted like electricity, pointing hard, trying to catch this suddenly dangerous little thing.

However, the fur of the little beast is incredibly tough, chasing the finest beast as if wearing a high-end leather coat. Zach couldn't even get through his fur, and he earned it.

The rear limb of the little thing slipped on Zach's hand, delivering an amazing amount of power at the same time, stepping Zack's arm directly out of several blood troughs, and the tremendous backlash drove him back a step. Little things, like arrows, swept past the Marquis of the Devil and rushed deep into the forest.

Marquis was stunned, just trying to say something, and suddenly Zach's face changed dramatically, yelling: “Careful!! ”

He looked back and saw the little beast's ears open, like more wings, a spin in the air, and rushed back. Zach warned that it had already fallen on the Marquis, and that a small mouth was suddenly so wide that it could even bite something much larger than its own head. It's pointed at the Marquis' shoulder, just bite it down!

Cuckoo, the Marquis' shoulder armor was directly bitten through, and even a large piece of flesh was torn off. The little beast chewed the meat with its armor and swallowed it with his head up.

The Marquis covered the wound, shocked: "It's meat-eating! ”

Zach's face is heavy and he's pounding. He's done his best. This time, the little beast didn't escape. Zach grabbed it and poured out. The bones on it were crushed.

The beast's eyes suddenly turned pure white, making a perfectly penetrating howl. Between the eyes, the same hissing sounded on all sides, not knowing how many shadows leaped through the forest, surrounding the two everlasting strong ones.

“So many?!” The Marquis sucks in a breath of cold air. He reacted only momentarily and was bitten. At this point, even the wound could not be handled in time, and he pulled out his weapon while he was still alive.

Each of these beasts is as powerful as the Viscount, and listening to the echoes in the surrounding forests, they are surrounded by hundreds of them. Don't say he's hurt, but he's strong enough not to withstand the siege of hundreds of Viscounts.

Even Zach, who has always been a hard-blooded werewolf, is pale.

The herd arrived, but did not attack for the first time, but waited until it was completely encircled before jumping at the same time. Both the Marquis and Zach instantly erupted into the ultimate battle force, and the magic and the burning dark forces unique to the werewolves converged into a horrific killing storm into the night of the clouds. Hundreds of animals, however, pressed down with their heads in their heads, and they were knocked down for only a few moments, screaming and squeaming.

At this moment, a thousand nights are walking into a forest. Nearby, you'll have an intuitive idea of a giant tree up to 100 meters high.

The woods are dark and there are hidden winds flowing, and sometimes one or two sounds of birds or beasts roaring.

Not long after a thousand nights, suddenly a dark shadow arose from the grass and swept past him, wanting to rush deep into the forest. Thousands of nights, he reached out and removed a little beast from the sky.

Look at the beast in your hand for a thousand nights, you can't really see why it's going so fast. After flipping it over and checking it, the gaze of a thousand nights fell on those two long, big ears, and from a quick glimpse of the structure and other talents, it seemed to be the function of both ears with wings.

But no bird can fly out of the speed it just did, no ordinary birds in the eternal night world, no flying beasts in the outside world, much less the inside world. Unless it's the Force!