Monarch of Evernight: Sixty Night Hitomi’s Interests

bsp;With a bang, Dongyue landed on the ground, and most of the sword edge was submerged into the ground.

After Qianye landed, he held his sword in both hands. He staggered and almost fell to his knees. He was panting rapidly. His whole body was exuding an astonishing high temperature, and all the white air came out of his mouth and nose.

He killed the Spider Demon Viscount with two swords. It seemed easy, but in fact he tried his best. Dongyue's two blows were both heavy and light at the same time. Almost all the force in his body was poured out in a very short time. Now it is difficult to even stand.

However, the Spider Viscount was killed head-on, which shocked the entire audience. The morale of the dark defenders instantly collapsed and they began to flee. The dark fire warriors formed a team and kept chasing and chasing them, but they only prevented the defeated troops from gathering, but they could not kill them all.

Without the encouragement of the spider demon, the high-level servant spiders also fled into the mountains, while the low-level servant spiders became ferocious and still rushed forward bravely. However, these cannon fodder-level miscellaneous soldiers were not even considered a threat in the face of powerful firepower, and were mopped down in pieces.

Qianye took a breath for a while, slowly calmed down, and waved his hand to indicate that the guards did not need to come to help him. He took out a shot of stimulant from his pocket and inserted it into his arm. After a while, wisps of force were generated in his body, and his face became better.

At this time, Ah Qi, dressed in military uniform, came over and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired. Please be careful when dealing with the aftermath, and try to catch as many working technicians as possible."

Ah Qi responded: "Master, don't worry."

Qianye took a shot of stimulant, but it still couldn't make up for the emptiness of the exhausted Force in his body. He lit up another cigarette and took a deep breath.

The Dark Fire Elite did not need Qianye's command at the moment. They treated the wounded on their own, counted the battle damage, reorganized into several combat units, and began to gradually search the entire mine. The miners and technicians who had no time to escape were driven into the open space and gathered together. A major who was an engineer from the Ningyuan Group was questioning them one by one and distinguishing them according to their occupations.

There are many werewolves among those technicians, most of them are vampires, and there is even an extremely rare demon. He was immediately isolated and questioned carefully. This demon was very cooperative and basically answered all questions.

Qianye was also very interested in the demon descendants. After recovering some of his force power, he walked over and asked, "How are you? What did you ask?"

Before Ah Jiu had time to answer, the demon descendant said first: "She doesn't need to say anything, I'll tell you everything. My name is Bass, the great metal magician, from the ancient and noble kingdom of the Deep Dark Abyss. I I am here to serve as the technical director at the invitation of Mr. Stuka for a period of one year."

"Those mining trucks you see are all my works!" At this point, the demon's face was full of pride.

A little surprise flashed across Qianye's face, he nodded and said, "Very good."

Bas said proudly: "I admit that you captured me. As a member of the great Sons of Darkness, I have the right to ask my country to pay a ransom in exchange for freedom. However, the Abyss of Darkness measures the value of each tribesman. are different, so the ransom standards set will be different. Lucky humans, I must remind you that you only have one chance to collect the ransom, so don’t try to bargain.”

Qianye couldn't help but laugh and said: "That's it, okay then, I'll give up this opportunity. Ah Jiu, take him down and lock him up, and you must watch him carefully, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master." Ah Jiu agreed very well. But when she turned around, she revealed her true colors, took out a rope made of thin metal wires from somewhere, and walked towards Bas.

Basi's face changed drastically, and he jumped up and shouted: "You can't do this, stay away from me! Back away, you little devil in a beautiful coat!"

Qianye laughed and shook his head, turned around and walked down the mine.

Seeing Qianye about to leave, Bass became even more anxious and shouted at Qianye’s back: "I am Bass, the great metal magician! This is your contempt for the Son of Darkness and your contempt for technology! You What are you doing? Don’t do this. If you have something to say, say it! Uh-huh! ”

Qianye had already reached the edge of the mine. When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but laugh again and jumped into the deep pit.

With a thud, Qianye fell heavily to the bottom of the pit, creating a big pit. He stood up and looked around as if nothing had happened. The bottom of the mine has a radius of more than a thousand meters, and six or seven mining machines are parked scatteredly.

Only when you look up close can you really feel how huge it is. The wheels alone are twenty meters high. Qianye stood nearby, like an ant at the feet of an elephant, and couldn't help but marvel.

Qianye has learned basic mechanical knowledge and knows that although the structure of these mining machines is not complicated, it is extremely difficult to build them so huge. This is a true masterpiece. If these machines were all designed by Bass, then his title as a metal magician is really not false.

Qianye reached out and touched the wheel, feeling that he had really found a treasure this time. The demon named Bass was of indescribable value. His technology, coupled with Song Zining's Ningyuan Heavy Industry's growing manufacturing capacity, meant that countless war machines would continue to move from the factory to the front line.

As for the ransom from the Abyss of Darkness, let it go to hell!

Qianye walked around a mining machine and felt more and more regretful. Such a big thing cannot be taken away at all, and they may have been assembled or even manufactured in a mine. Now there is no lifting machinery to pull them to the ground, so they have to be buried with this mine.

Otherwise, if you drive this guy to the front line, ordinary force guns will not be able to penetrate its shell. The load-bearing capacity of the roof can fully support the heavy artillery and fire directly, which is equivalent to a mobile fort.

But in addition to these giant mining machines, there are also many other gains. For example, the nearly a hundred heavy-duty trucks in the parking lot next to the mine can be used as various military special vehicles with slight modifications.

Qianye bent down, grabbed a handful of black stones from the ground, and crushed them carefully in his hands. These were all ordinary black stones, nothing special about them, and even if there were any, he couldn't identify them.

Qianye shook his head, clapped his hands, and threw the powder to the ground. No matter what secrets the dark race has in this area, they will always know it after they occupy enough places.

At this time, more than ten dark fire warriors appeared at the upper edge of the mine. Each of them pushed a large wooden barrel and threw it down the pit. The barrel rolled and bounced, then smashed to pieces at the bottom of the pit. A pungent smell suddenly filled the air.

The wooden barrel is filled with purified black stone powder, and an oily combustion accelerant is added. This is a powerhouse for heavy-duty trucks and is designed to last long. A moment later, another dark fire warrior appeared in the other direction, pushing down a dozen fuel barrels as well.

Qianye stopped stopping and easily climbed up the edge of the pit, exiting the hundred-meter-deep mine.

Ah Qi saw Qianye from a distance and ran over, saying: "Master, the important supplies have been inventoried and loaded into trucks. However, our number is limited, and there are still thirty trucks that cannot be driven away."

"Destroy everything that cannot be taken away."

Ah Qi nodded and took the order. After a while, Ah Jiu also rushed over and said: "Master, all the important prisoners have been loaded into the truck and are ready to go at any time. There are still hundreds of worthless prisoners. What do you think of dealing with them? Do you want to push them all into the mine?"

Qianye shook his head and said: "It's not necessary, we still need someone to send a message to Stuka. Tie them up and throw them aside, and then don't worry about them."

Ajiu answered yes, and then said: "The mines are all set up, and our people have all been evacuated to safe areas. When will the fire be started?"

"That's it now." Qianye said, taking out an incendiary grenade that he had prepared long ago and throwing it with all his strength.

The grenade reflected the sunlight and turned into a shining meteor, flying nearly a thousand meters away and falling into the center of the mine. A ball of flames bloomed at the bottom of the pit, immediately igniting the fuel flowing everywhere. Several fire dragons rolled and rushed in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the huge mine turned into a prison of fire.

"It's over, let's go."

Qianye turned and walked out of the mine. Behind him, there was a sudden earth-shaking explosion. Several huge metal parts flew hundreds of meters into the air, and then fell again.

That was the last glory of several giant mine carts.

At this moment, somewhere in the distance, a majestic castle is standing on the top of a mountain. Regardless of its scale, history, and heritage, it is all beyond the reach of Count Stuka's castle. In the main building of the castle, Ye Tong was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the distant sky.

At this time, it shouldn’t be dark yet.

At the end of the sky, there is a huge shadow suspended, occupying almost half of the sky in the field of vision, which is the Western Continent known as the Beacon Continent by the dark races. The sun is now behind the shadow, outlining a dazzling golden edge for the floating continent.

On the other side of the sky, there is a large shadow slowly moving towards it.

This is a unique scenery in the Realm of Eternal Night. It always looks so magnificent and so despairing.

Yeye Tong stood quietly like this, motionless, like a statue.

At this moment, the door opened and a woman who was taller than Ye Tong walked in. She has short, light golden hair, a pair of cold eyes that seem to draw out a person's soul, and a beautiful face with an indescribable color.

"Twilight, let me tell you for the last time, I don't want to be disturbed at this time. If you come here uninvited like this again, I will crush your blood core." Ye Tong's voice was as cold as ice.

Dusk seemed not to hear Ye Tong's threat at all, and walked directly to Ye Tong, stood side by side with her, looking at the magnificent scenery of the sky, and said: "As expected, he is a native species who has awakened the blood of the ancestor. You have just become the third Viscount, and you dare to say this to me who is about to be promoted to earl. My dear sister, should I say that you are brave, or that you are stupid?"

Yeye Tong still said coldly: "If you think I'm bluffing, you might as well give it a try."

Twilight turned his head, took a deep look at Nighteye with his blood-red eyes, then shrugged and said, "Well, I'm not interested in this kind of battle. Our Monroe clan has suffered a lot recently, and there is no need to commit suicide again. Killing each other. I’m just curious, you come to Yongye Continent every once in a while, what is it that attracts you?”

"This has nothing to do with you."

Twilight suddenly smiled, and she keenly felt that Ye Tong's tone had changed a little. This change is extremely subtle, and perceptibility is her specialty. No matter how small the change is, as long as it is meaningful, it cannot escape her capture.

So she decided to continue the topic.