Monarch of Evernight: One hundred and seventy-five is like the end of the night
bsp;In Qianye's eyes, there is no distinction between race, old or young, there is only one kind of person, the enemy.
He didn't know how much he was injured or how much blood he lost. The pain no longer existed, but only numbness. And his heart is still like the ice sea, dead and calm, looking for the most reasonable and efficient way to harvest life.
In front of him, a beautiful vampire girl seemed to appear, adding a bit of brightness to the battlefield. But the bright color dimmed in the blink of an eye, and Qianye couldn't even remember whether he fought back or what the result was. At this moment, all he has in mind is the next enemy.
There was a sudden click. It was not loud, but in Qianye's ears, it was like thunder, waking him up. He looked back and saw a werewolf warrior swinging a battle ax and striking the flagpole of the flag.
Qianye suddenly became furious!
But before he could take action, a werewolf count pulled the warrior away, pointed at Qianye, and roared crazily at the warrior.
Qianye didn’t quite understand what was said. It was a werewolf tribal language. He could only guess from a few scattered words and the werewolf count’s gestures. The general meaning seemed to be to kill himself so that they could cut down the flag in an upright manner.
The werewolf warrior looked ashamed, then became violent, rushed over, and turned into a corpse in the blink of an eye.
This episode awakened Qianyeben's somewhat sluggish will. He glanced around and suddenly thrust Dongyue on the ground in front of him. Immediately, countless blood lines erupted, sweeping across the entire field!
It’s just that there are too many dark warriors. Even if the vitality plunder emptied half of the peak, it was still filled with people who came one after another in the blink of an eye.
It's just that this time the warriors who rushed up had a look of astonishment, which soon turned into despair.
Da da da da!
Continuous gunshots rang out on the lonely peak, and the Evernight soldiers fell in pieces like harvested crops. No matter whether it is an ordinary soldier or an earl and marquis, there are no exceptions.
All the powerful Eternal Night warriors changed their colors at the same time, it was a storm!
This time, the speed at which the Eternal Night Warriors surged up to the peak was finally unable to match the harvesting speed of the storm, and began to stall. If it was a battle before, then when the storm moved, it was a one-sided massacre.
Duke Dominic's expression changed again and again. He didn't understand why the sound of the storm lasted so long. Qianye is just one person, and he has no comrades to replenish energy for the famous gun.
The Duke finally moved forward and approached the battlefield. He saw a storm rising from Qianye, and the flames from the muzzle of the gun never stopped. Above his head, there was a black ancient book floating. At this moment, the pages of the book were turning page by page, and blood flowed into Qianye's body like a waterfall, and then turned into the fury of the storm, sweeping away everything.
The Duke made several determinations, but in the end he did not dare to face the storm and failed to rush into the battlefield.
Qianye glanced at him and then turned his eyes elsewhere. Dominic's face suddenly became hot, and he understood that in Qianye's eyes, he was no different from an ordinary soldier. No, not even as good as ordinary warriors, at least they still dare to appear in front of Qianye.
The overwhelming power of the storm finally destroyed the fighting spirit of Yongye's troops. For the first time in three days and three nights, Qianye finally had no enemies around him.
Qianye put down the storm, straightened the tilted flagpole, and re-inserted it on the ground.
Suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing away the heavy flag and letting it fly as before!
Around the lonely peak, there are corpses of the dark race everywhere, almost forming a **** at the bottom of the mountain. For three days and three nights, the souls of more than 100,000 Eternal Night warriors burned into fireworks, illuminating the only royal flag.
Everyone knows that the king under his banner may fall at any time, but no one knows when he will fall. Maybe next moment, maybe forever.
One by one, the Yongye warriors fought one after another not to defeat Qianye. Even if they killed that man, it would not damage his evaluation and reputation in the history books. They just want to prove that the Immortal Seed also has dignity and honor and cannot be desecrated.
But now, Qianye is still standing, and countless Eternal Night warriors and strong men are feeling tired first.
Not fear, but tiredness with despair.
Storms never last long. The most violent ones are followed by clear skies.
However, if he is allowed to take his last breaths, then there will only be one protagonist in this play. Countless powerful people in Yongye will all be reduced to backgrounds and foils. Most of the time, no one cares about the evaluation of future generations, but at this moment, it is extremely important.
Dominic finally slowly drew out his sword.
However, before he could walk to the battlefield, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami suddenly erupted on the battlefield! Countless Evernight warriors knelt on one knee and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Countless dark golden flowers of the other shore appeared in the sky, forming a path of light that started from the center of the fortress to the top of the lonely peak.
Yeye Tong's figure appeared at one end of the light path, and his unparalleled grace took everyone's breath away. She dragged her long knife to Jingmeng, moving like flowing water, slowly walking through the flower road on the other side, and stepped onto the lonely peak.
The moment she stood in front of Qianye, the two figures standing opposite each other were in the deepest heart of everyone's heart.
"Can you still fight?" she asked.
"There is still the power of one blow." A pair of light wings slowly unfolded behind Qianye, and a little ink appeared on the wing tips, which immediately dyed the entire wings. In an instant, a pair of black wings reappeared in the world.
There was a little unknown complexity in Ye Tong's eyes, and he said: "Okay! Since it is the inheritance of the Black Winged King, it is just the right time to use it to sacrifice the sword."
"That's not all." Qianye threw down the storm, Dragon Burial in his hand, and took out another ammunition box. The moment the lid of the box was opened, a breath of dawn soared into the sky!
Yeyetong changed color slightly, sneered, and said: "The power of the Immortal King?! Very good, I can finally experience the power of the human king again."
Qianye seemed as if he had not heard anything. He concentrated on pressing the force bullet containing the power of the Immortal King into the chamber of the Dragon Burial Gun. He checked repeatedly and found that everything was correct before looking up at Ye Tong.
When he saw her, for a moment, the ice in Qianye's eyes seemed to melt a little, and then was immediately covered by a thicker layer of frost, and no change could be seen anymore.
Yetong did not take action, quietly waiting for Qianye to complete preparations for the battle, and then said: "Is it over?"
"There is still one last step left."
Qianye suddenly let out a long roar that lasted for a long time!
A pair of black wings behind him suddenly spread out, and countless feathers of light flowed into Dragon Burial like a tide.
On the battlefield, countless exclamations suddenly sounded, and many of the Yongye experts who were originally confident that their side would win became uneasy. The knuckles of Dominic's hand holding the sword turned white due to nervousness.
At this moment, the original wings, the dragon burial and the power of the human king merged into one, and they were indistinguishable from each other. Qianye's final blow was probably no less powerful than any king's full-strength strike.
Yeyetong looked serious, holding knives in both hands, and his concentration was almost pious. This was the first time since her awakening that she had to go all out.
In the distant sky, an airship suddenly appeared and flew towards it at high speed. But at this moment, no one paid attention to this little uninvited guest.
Yeye Tong said loudly: "Let's do it! The Eternal Night Empire will be witnesses of our battle!"
Yeye's figure was reflected in Qianye's eyes, and then blue energy emerged and wrapped around Nighteye's figure.
Qianye's figure was also reflected in Ye Tong's eyes, and the dark golden blood was like a sword, cutting Qianye's figure into pieces in an instant.
The Eye of Control versus the Eye of Destruction!
No one knows the outcome of the pupil showdown, nor does they need to know. In this moment of silence, Nighteye could no longer move. Immediately, a storm that could destroy everything broke out, and the force bomb finally flew out of the gun barrel.
This is the shot that condenses Qianye's life and is unstoppable.
The sword light suddenly appeared in Ye Tong's hand, and the sword light shocked the world in an instant.
In a trance, everyone seemed to have had the deepest and most beautiful dream. In their dreams, they saw the ultimate in power that they, as strong men, pursue throughout their lives. That shot was the fusion of night and day, the ultimate destruction.
The force bullet shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the clouds, breaking through the sky, and flew straight to the end of the void.
Countless strong people sighed, because they finally saw the realm they had pursued all their lives, and because they could only see it in their dreams.
Then, I woke up from the dream.
They looked at the closing hole in the dome and suddenly realized, how could this final shot be shot into the sky?
In an instant, countless eyes in the sky and on the ground returned to the battlefield and under the king's flag.
Qianye finally had life in his eyes, and there seemed to be a faint smile. He stood as straight as a flag, with the muzzle of the Dragon Burial Gun pointing at the sky. And the long knife Jingmeng had passed through his chest.
Yetong's hand holding the knife began to tremble uncontrollably.
She suddenly let go, rushed over to hug Qianye, and said, "You, why are you doing this..."
Qianye said softly: "I'm in a dilemma. I have no choice but to escape..."
"I know, I know. I won't make it difficult for you anymore."
Qianye looked at her, his eyes as soft as spring water, and said: "I have...I'm sorry for you. Although it was...unintentional, I still...don't know how to face you. Maybe escape, Only then can we be free.”
Yetong couldn't control himself anymore. She hugged him tightly and kept saying: "I know, I know everything. That's not your fault. I have never blamed you. Let's not mention this in the future. It’s over, okay? Don’t leave me, please, don’t leave.”
Qianye reluctantly raised his hand, gently stroked her face, and said: "You have awakened and are no longer her. I just don't want to accept the reality... It's okay to say goodbye like this..."
"No, no! I have awakened, but I am still Nighteye! I have not changed!"
However, Qianye's hand slowly fell, and his voice became a little dazed. In his eyes, Yongye appeared, Beacon Town appeared, and he returned to the shabby tavern. Even the signboard of Manshu was only half lit. Shahua.
Back to the place where they first met.
"Ah!!!" Ye Tong suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.
With a roar, the solitary peak that was indestructible with swords suddenly exploded. After the earth-shattering explosion, only half of the peak base was still standing.
The terrifying power made all the strong men subconsciously use the force to protect themselves. When they turned their eyes back, the lonely peak was empty, and neither Ye Tong nor Qian Ye was missing.
The low roar of engines sounded in the sky, and countless floating battleships appeared on the skyline. It can be seen from the emblems on the battleships that the Imperial Guards 1, 2 and 3 fleets have already set out in full force, without any reservations.
The command ship headed by it came at an astonishing high speed, leaving all the own warships behind, completely ignoring the countless Eternal Night powerhouses gathering in front of them.
At the bow of the ship, Song Zining stood leaning on the railing. When he saw the solitary peak with only its roots left, his hands and feet suddenly became cold. (https:)