Monarch of Evernight: One, two, seven, blocking

bsp;During the last war, Qianye had already discovered that this world, especially this forest, seemed to be hostile to all outside life, but it was even more obvious at that time: suppressed by the will of the void beast. way.

Now that the will of the void beast has disappeared, ordinary life is still unable to survive in the misty forest. For example, an ordinary wild beast will not survive here for long before it collapses and becomes the nutrient of the entire forest.

But these servant spiders cultivated by the spider demon are safe in the forest, which is abnormal. During the last war, Qianye had never seen such a palm-sized servant spider used for reconnaissance. Nowadays, the low-level servant spiders appear in large numbers, which shows that the dark race has at least cracked some of the secrets of the misty forest and resolved some of the forest's hostility. &n｜｜｜｜Novel bsp;If this guess is true, it means that the misty forest is no longer a fair battlefield, and it is leaning towards the dark race. Or in other words, it was the dark race who took the lead and took the lead in adapting to this forest. And from a practical perspective, being able to use servant spiders gives the dark race an advantage in reconnaissance.

Qianye sighed secretly, this is really not good news. The long-range vision in the misty forest is Qianye's biggest advantage, otherwise he would not choose this place with a very unfriendly natural environment as his battlefield. If even this advantage is finally lost, then it will be a tough battle.

But at least now it seems that the existence of the servant spider may expand the perception of the dark race, but the individual abilities of the strong have not been strengthened.

Qianye waited for a moment until the army completely disappeared in front. He carefully judged the distance, then quickly walked from the side, went around to the front, found a suitable position for sniping, and ambush, took out the Thunderbolt, Press a mithril bullet into the chamber of the gun.

Sure enough, before long, the team appeared faintly in the mist in the distance. Qianye waited patiently. At a distance of less than 500 meters, he did not need a scope at all and locked onto a vampire in the center of the team with only his real field of vision.

Looking at the strong blood energy, the opponent should be a third-class viscount. Although he is obviously not the leader of the entire team, he is at least the leader of the vampire warriors.

Qianye held his breath and activated the heavy warhead and precision shooting abilities one by one. When the force bullet in the gun chamber was wrapped with layers of force light, he slowly pressed the trigger.

Thundering gunshots broke the silence of the misty forest. Even with sensory suppression, the gunshots still spread through most of the team. Before the sound of gunshots reached his ears, the face of the Vampire Viscount had already changed. He had just activated his blood energy and was still confused as to where the danger was coming from, when a big hole appeared in his face, and almost half of his head was blown away.

Qianye sighed inwardly that he was unlucky. Although the shot hit directly, the Vampire Viscount's last instinctive dodge moved the hit point, and the blood-sucking fangs were blown to pieces in the shot. Viscount-level vampire fangs are not only a certificate of military merit, but can also be sold for a good price.

The movement of his hand was not slow, he instantly replaced the bullet with a new one, and aimed at a spider demon in the middle and back of the team that was obviously taller than his companions.

The gunfire rang out again. The baron-level spider demon looked at the big hole in his chest in disbelief and slowly fell down. It was heavily armored, but it was blasted through by a mithril bullet with added abilities.

Qianye pressed in another bullet, and with a slight movement of the gun muzzle, it spurted out the flames of the Force. Another spider demon nearby who was trying to gather the team fell in response.

Thunder roared one after another, and in the blink of an eye Qianye fired ten shots, and a senior warrior fell down with each shot.

It was only then that the dark race determined Qianye’s location. This is not because they are slow to react, but because the scout spiders still don’t respond to Qianye. The soldiers’ perception is disordered in the misty forest. Even if they hear gunshots, they seem to come from all directions. The normal perception distance of most people is only two meters. Within 100 meters.

However, this unit was indeed elite. When they finally determined Qianye's position from the direction in which the bullets were coming, a counterattack followed immediately. Countless force bombs howled and pulled out streaks of fire, damaging the tree crown where Qianye was hiding. Many of the cells that gave birth to the life of alien beasts were broken, and dark yellow thick juice continued to flow.

However, the attack of the dark race did not provoke an overreaction from the giant tree, and no formed alien beasts or villains could be seen in the broken cells. Only occasionally some irregular meat-like tissues followed by the juice. outflow.

While Qianye secretly complained about the different treatment in this forest, he fired two more shots against the hail of bullets, knocking down the two werewolf knights running at the front. Then he calmly jumped down from the giant tree and retreated deep into the forest.

Only this round of attacks caused huge damage to this dark army. The targets Qianye chose were all high-ranking warriors, the lowest being knights, including a third-class viscount. Although most ordinary soldiers are fine, the death of many mid-level officers will inevitably reduce the combat effectiveness of the army.

Qianye ran at a speed that was neither too fast nor too slow, just enough to allow the pursuers behind him to gradually close the distance. Chasing at the front were dozens of werewolves, followed by the vampires.

Qianye glanced back with a sneer on his face. Most of the people who catch up are werewolves, which is not surprising. The most disturbed thing in the fog is sight, followed by hearing, and the sense of smell is relatively small. However, this forest will swallow everything very quickly, and after a while, the smell will completely disappear. disappear.

But when chasing, the scent that doesn't disappear in time becomes like a guiding light. This is the werewolf's strength. In comparison, the Vampires chased slower and gradually fell behind.

Qianye suddenly stood still, with the twin flowers in his hands, and quietly faced the direction in which the werewolf was chasing.

Dozens of werewolves transformed into fighting forms, their eyes were red, howling through the dense fog, and suddenly found Qianye right in front of them! They didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively jumped up high and pounced on Qianye.

Continuous gunshots resounded in the misty forest. The voices of the phantom manjushuahua and the **** mandala were different and intertwined, like a gorgeous note of death.

The burden on Qianye to drive these two level 5 short guns now is very low. His movements were like lightning, loading, loading, and bombarding all in one go. It was almost impossible to see how he took action. All he could see was that the sky was filled with bullets. The elite werewolf warriors who rushed over instantly fell to pieces. All of them were shot in vital parts. Even if Not dead but also seriously injured.

No matter how ferocious and bloodthirsty the werewolf was, he couldn't help but feel a burst of confusion at this moment, and his momentum suddenly stalled.

Qianye immediately put away his gun, threw several vampire grenades, then turned around and retreated. Continuous explosions blocked the Vampire pursuers behind, and when the smoke cleared, Qianye had long disappeared.

A mass of werewolves fell on the ground. Those who actually died on the spot were those who were shot, and most of the others who were injured by grenades were seriously injured. A vampire baron came over and used his long sword to turn the seriously injured werewolves over one by one to inspect the injuries, not hiding the disgust on his face at all.

After a while, after inspecting the wounded, the vampire baron silently took off his white gloves stained with a blood spot, threw them on the face of the black and brown werewolf warrior at his feet, and said coldly: "Leave them here."

The seriously injured werewolves immediately roared angrily, and the surviving werewolves in the team were unwilling to accept it and surrounded them one by one.

The vampire baron showed no mercy. The long sword in his hand suddenly flew up, piercing the hearts of the two closest werewolves like lightning. With a casual twist, he crushed their hearts, and then glanced at the surviving ones with cold eyes. Werewolf warrior, "Who else wants to die?"

There were only a few surviving werewolves, and the leader Sir was shot dead by Qianye. At this moment, looking at the vampire warriors who were eyeing him, he could only retreat slowly, growling unwillingly.

The seriously injured werewolf was left behind and will soon become the nourishment of the misty forest. They were injured and could not control the release of the force. The force itself would be continuously drawn and absorbed by the forest. Bandaging could not solve the injury at all. If they were not abandoned, they would have to divide their forces and send them out, otherwise the result would be the same. The word death.

"Clean up the battlefield and set off immediately. If you can't reach your destination before midnight, you know what the consequences will be!" The Blood Baron scolded, turned around and left with his soldiers, and hurried to meet up with the large army. The few remaining werewolf warriors looked at each other, roared, and finally left unwillingly.

Qianye did not go far and joined the team again after a moment. He wants to chew off this hard bone one bite at a time. If such an elite team is put on the battlefield, the combat power it can exert must be several times that of the misty forest.

Qianye did not climb the tree crown this time, but hid behind a giant tree. Although he loses a better field of vision, he can leave the battlefield more quickly after the attack. Anyway, the upper-level officers of this team have suffered heavy losses, and now he wants to consume the opponent's vitality.

Qianye's movements were gentle and slow, and seemed to have a strange rhythm. Although the force array of Thunder was gradually activated, the overflowing force aura was all pulled and surrounded Qianye's body without spilling out. This is also the latent power from the bloodline, which makes the force weapon in his hand invisible.

The mithril bullets in the gun barrel are slowly becoming hotter. The Force continues to surge in the predetermined array, and soon the accumulated power reaches the critical point.

With a roar, the mithril bullets came out of the chamber, and the thunderous gunfire echoed in the misty forest again. This time the vampire baron in the queue didn't react at all. Before the gunfire came, his head exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Qianye also feels slightly regretful that two more blood-sucking fangs are missing

He loaded the gun again and was about to aim at the next target, which was a Nerubian Sir. He was huge and it took no effort to aim. It was a living target at this distance. Thunder's gun muzzle was slightly offset, and the crosshair was firmly set on the spider demon's magic core.

The Neruboid Demonic Nexus that has not yet reached the age of Viscount has not fully grown, and its corresponding defense power is far less than that of the Nerubian Demon with a complete Demonic Nexus. As long as Qianye's shot penetrates the heavy armor, it will be severely damaged. In the current misty forest, without sufficient strength, serious injury is equal to death.

The moment the mithril was ejected from the chamber, Qianye suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart. He didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly jumped out sideways, trying to dodge. But as soon as his body moved, his back was hit with such force as a heavy hammer, and he couldn't help but throw himself out. While he was still in the air, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood was bright red in color, and there was actually a bit of golden light burning inside. The rich vitality immediately caused the matrix within a hundred meters to tremble.

Qianye’s heart sank, and what he spurted out was gold-burning blood! This time the injury was extremely serious.