Monarch of Evernight: 155 Dark Sky

bsp;“Everything is probability, and there is always a chance of making a mistake, but as long as we insist on making decisions with a high probability, the chance of making a mistake will be smaller than that of our opponents, and victory will be on our side. "Anwen replied.

"It would be great if the war could be decided by numbers." The witch said coldly.

"At least so far, my winning rate is pretty good."

"It is rare to find a coach as weak as you."

An Wen didn't take it seriously and said: "Strength and weakness should be viewed in the dimension of hundreds or even thousands of years. When one day you want to explore the depths of the void, you will understand the meaning of numbers."

"No matter how significant the number is, it cannot compare to absolute strength. No, look over there, how come the spider demons are mixed up with the vampires?"

Anwen looked into the distance and saw that the spider demon army was indeed joining the vampire troops, and both sides were reorganizing according to a certain pattern. Both sides moved skillfully, and it was obvious that they had a plan in advance and it was not a temporary move.

"Let them go." An Wen said.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar from the front, and fire suddenly appeared on the horizon. The demon vanguard troops had entered the range of the imperial fortress, and the war had begun.

The number around Anwen's body suddenly increased several times, and countless formulas rolled down, and finally turned into orders, which were conveyed to all the demon troops.

Every demon team moved accordingly and cooperated with each other to weave an overwhelming fire net, suppressing the firepower of the imperial fortress in one fell swoop.

However, although the Imperial Fortress is at a disadvantage, it is extremely tenacious. No matter what kind of blow it receives, the counterattack firepower never stops. As the demon troops spread out to both wings, more fortresses began to spit out tongues of fire, curbing the demon's offensive.

In the other direction, Nighteye stood in the air, with Basil next to him.

This favorite son of the spider demon was very respectful in front of Night Eye, saying: "The reorganization of the troops has been completed, you see..."

"Attack." Ye Tong's words were always very concise.

Basil cheered up, waved his hand and pointed forward, and with the long blast of the horn, the mixed army of spider demons and vampires rushed towards the empire's fortress group like a rolling flood.

Among the second line of fortresses in the empire, there are several relatively large fortresses. They play a central role and are responsible for supporting and covering the surrounding fortress groups. When necessary, the mobile corps in the fortress will also be dispatched.

In one of the largest fortresses, Zhao Jundu was sitting quietly, closing his eyes and relaxing.

An officer rushed over and said: "Sir! The forces of the dark race have begun to make circuitous moves. Are we going to dispatch mobile troops to intercept them?"

Zhao Jundu slowly opened his eyes and said, "Why are you panicking? The real battle has not begun yet."

He stood up and walked out of the room, soared into the air, and reached the top of the fortress in a few steps. Looking at the mobilization of the dark race's troops in the distance, he said: "Call me again when their strong men are dispatched."

"Yes, sir."

Just a moment after Zhao Jundu left, a vague figure entered his room, took a box of force bombs from the weapon rack, and placed an identical box of bombs on the original location.

The battle has broken out in full force. Hundreds of thousands of troops of the dark race are pressing down on the border. Soon the second and even third line of fortresses are also involved in the battle. During the war, no one noticed this little episode.

With the full advancement of the dark race, the empire’s first-line fortresses began one after another

One was destroyed and the defenders stationed in the fortress were killed in battle. When the war has reached this level, both sides know very well that no one will tolerate prisoners.

Whether on the ground or in the air, strong men from both sides have begun to join the battle, and battles will break out in every corner. Strange roars sounded from time to time in the sky, and several strong men chased each other, passing through the air. From time to time, a dazzling sword light or a swarm of force bombs would rise from the ground and attack the target in the air.

In front of the central fortress of the empire, a black pillar of fire rose into the sky, involving several earls, and then several white bones were thrown out. The black fire was extremely domineering. With one roll, it melted all these powerful men down to their skeletons.

Immediately, another long scream was heard, and Basil rushed out of the black fire. He turned into a huge spider demon, with dozens of black fires stained on the golden spider body. Sections were missing, and in his hands Only half of the long knife was left.

As soon as he emerged from the black fire, he immediately flew towards his own army formation without looking back. He was obviously seriously injured, and he didn't even care about the face of the spider demon clan, so he ran for his life first.

In the distant sky, Duke Wei suddenly appeared, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale. He lowered his head and saw that a blood stain on his chest and ribs was slowly soaking away. The wound was filled with black demonic energy, firmly blocking the Dawn Force in his body, preventing the wound from healing.

Duke Wei took a deep breath, his face showed determination, and he shook his sword, ready to fight again. In front of him, a dense mass of demonic energy rolled, hiding the witch's figure and appearance.

Behind the witch, there was a demon-born Duke standing in the air, arranging a formation for her.

Gong Wei glanced at the demon-born duke, and immediately focused all his attention on the witch without any distractions. Just now, he was worried about the demon-born duke and that's why he failed. At this moment, he was seriously injured, but he was determined to fight to the death, and the light on the long sword gradually became dazzling.

However, the witch's lock on Duke Wei suddenly disappeared, and her eyes had fallen on the black pillar of flame in the distance.

With a surge of demonic energy, the witch disappeared from where she was, and appeared in front of the black flame pillar in the blink of an eye, saying: "Zhao Jundu, the unfinished battle in the Unfallen City that day, let's end it today!"

The black flames soaring into the sky suddenly rolled back and were all absorbed into Zhao Jundu's body. He stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly: "That's fine!"

The most outstanding talents of the new generation from the two camps are about to begin their unfinished battle.

However, Ye Tong's cold voice suddenly sounded in their ears: "He is my opponent, you stand down."

"What did you say?!" The demonic energy around the witch's body rolled violently, and she was obviously very angry.

"I told you to step back." Ye Tong didn't give her any face.

Have the witch ever experienced such humiliation? The large ball of demonic energy expanded and contracted, like breathing rapidly. However, when Ye Tong's cold eyes turned back, she still endured the sigh and turned around to leave. She did not return to her own battle zone, but flew directly away from the battlefield.

"Escape from battle, take note." Ye Tong ordered his men, and then came to Zhao Jundu.

There is a blue-black Force Gun behind Zhao Jundu. The long barrel, slender body, and rather original single-shot design all illustrate the age of this gun. And being able to be brought to the battlefield by Zhao Jundu at this moment shows how extraordinary this gun is.

"Dark Sky? This gun suits you very well." Nighteye recognized the origin of this green and black spear at a glance.

Dark Sky is also one of the several masterpieces that the empire painstakingly built back then. Although it is not as good as the top ten famous guns, it is not as good as the Martial Ancestor's Hand

The Longquan that was damaged in the game was second only to the top ten famous guns. This gun is now in Zhao Jundu's hands, which shows that the empire attaches great importance to him.

Although Dark Sky is sharp, its shortcomings are also obvious, that is, the rate of fire is slow. If you miss a shot, you will lose the opportunity.

However, in the hands of Zhao Jundu, who has a sure-fire skill, the shortcomings of the dark sky completely disappear, and the advantages of huge power and extremely long range can be brought into full play. Coupled with special force bombs, Dark Sky has the power close to that of a famous gun. With one shot, even the Duke can be seriously injured.

Hearing Ye Tong's words, Zhao Jundu said: "It suits you very well."

Yetong smiled calmly and said: "You might as well give it a try."

"Where's your storm?"

"It is only needed to deal with the King of Heaven."

Zhao Jundu's pupils narrowed and he said: "Okay, I'll take advantage of you. I won't do my best with this shot. If you can't take it, then go back first. Wait until tomorrow to fight again, and we will be passers-by. , how about giving it another try?"

Yeye Tong nodded and said: "Okay."

She stretched out her hand to grab it, and the long sword Jingmeng was already in her hand. With a wave of her hand, pieces of brilliance spread out, covering an area of ​​several thousand meters in an instant, almost covering several nearby fortresses.

The light fell, dark gold floated, illusory flowers bloomed, and countless spiritual birds flew among the flowers. In an instant, Nighteye's domain covered the entire scene.

This area is the place where strong men fight. Many strong men have spread out their fields, clashing and fighting fiercely with each other. They are living and dying, and countless bizarre images appear one after another.

However, as soon as the Night Eye Domain appeared, all the domains were wiped out, and everywhere there was a sea of ​​flowers swaying and spiritual birds flying. Only Zhao Jundu's black flames were still there, but they were compressed to within ten meters around him. Compared with Ye Tong's domineering domain that stretched over a kilometer, it was simply shabby.

Nighteye must use his domain and frightening dreams to deal with Zhao Jundu's dark sky.

Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage in the field competition, Zhao Jundu did not show any signs of panic. He picked up Dark Sky, pushed the bullet into the chamber, and aimed steadily at Nighteye's throat. The eyes of many powerful people on the empire side lit up.

This shot, with the blessing of a sure hit, may really have a chance to make a comeback.

Yeye Tong stood still, the distance between the two sides was only a hundred meters, which was the range where Dark Sky could exert its greatest power, and it was extremely difficult to dodge at such a short distance.

Zhao Jundu's pupils shrank, and the dark sky in his hand suddenly shook, and a long force bullet came out of his chest. Only then did the crisp sound of gunfire spread far away.

Yetong's hand instantly transformed into the void, but Jingmeng drew an indescribably beautiful trajectory in the air, and volleyed towards the force bomb.

Although almost no one could see the Force bomb that had left the chamber, everyone had an intuition that Jingmeng's strike would inevitably split the Force bomb into two.

The force bullet was halfway through the flight, and the light of Jingmeng's sword had fallen, not only illuminating it, but also illuminating everyone's hearts. It was like the most beautiful dream, suddenly awakened by this sudden light.

However, at this moment, the force bomb suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, like a rising sun. The terrifying power that burst out in an instant made everyone's heart stop for a beat!

In an instant, no matter which camp, all the strong men had only one voice in their hearts: King of Heaven!