Monarch of Evernight: Ten Uninvited Guests

bsp;Although they are dozens of kilometers apart, this light is also reflected in Ye Tong's eyes. She hesitated for a moment, then ran toward the light.

Ten minutes later, Ye Tong appeared outside Beacon Town.

The gate of the town has not been repaired yet. Of course, even if it is repaired, the five-meter-high city wall will be useless in front of her. Ye Tong jumped lightly and stood on the ten-meter-high tower silently.

The bald Sheriff was sitting a few meters away, taking a nap while holding his own wine bottle and shotgun. He smelled of alcohol, obviously drank a lot, and was completely unaware of Nighteye. But even if he didn't drink at all and was on full alert, there was no way he could detect Nighteye's existence.

Nighteye scanned the town, his eyes flowing with light. In her field of vision, the blood of everyone in the town was revealed one by one. The blood of these people is a tonic for her, which can speed up the recovery of injuries. However, there was no high-quality blood in the town, which disappointed her.

But Ye Tong immediately relaxed and opened his frowning eyebrows. High-quality blood means a master with strong Qi and blood. Now she can't beat those truly strong ones.

Yetong suddenly saw Qianye’s bar. The words on the signboard are still only one sand and there is still a shimmer, which is lighter than the previous days, but the darkness is no hindrance to Nighteye.

"Manjushahua? In such a desolate area, there are actually people who know about Manjushahua?" Ye Tong was a little surprised.

She jumped up and flew dozens of meters through the air as lightly as a swallow before she began to fall. After another rise, she was already standing at the door of the bar.

The door was ajar, and the blood of darkness was about to break out when Qianye came back. He was so anxious to find medicine that he forgot to lock the door.

Yeye Tong is also full of curiosity about this bar. She gently opened the door, walked into the hall, and scanned her surroundings. There is no secret in front of her bottomless eyes. She even saw that there was a square hollow under the floor tiles in the center of the hall, with a long suitcase hidden inside.

She has no interest in the contents of the box, and there is no chance of any rare treasures appearing in such a desolate place. Instead, she was quite interested in the owner of the bar. Not everyone knew about Manjushahua and the special meaning of the word. It would be too difficult to piece together these four words without making any mistakes.

Nighteye walked towards the back of the bar. But as soon as she took a few steps, her vision suddenly went dark, and an irresistible feeling of dizziness suddenly appeared!

"What a powerful blood shackle! Oops..." Before Ye Tong could do anything, he staggered, fell to the ground, and then lost consciousness.

Qianye is currently practicing in his bedroom. He once again withstood the test of twenty force tides. When he was hesitating whether to try the twenty-first impact, he suddenly heard a muffled thump in the hall outside, like the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Thief?" Qianye was a little strange.

The thieves in the town are all under Mr. Zhao. Who dares to be so blind as to steal his own things? Foreign wanderers are even less likely. They will only go to residential houses, not special places like bars and hotels. In the Evernight Continent, special places mean dangerous places.

Qianye stood up calmly, reached out and took out a saber, and walked out slowly. His movements were gentle but steady, his steps were completely silent, his breathing was very slow, and even his heartbeat slowed down to reduce the probability of being discovered.

When I walked into the hall, the recently repaired door opened a crack. Otherwise, there was no other abnormality, but there was an extra woman on the floor.

Qianye was not in a hurry to get closer. Instead, he walked around the doors and windows first, and after confirming that no one was hiding or ambush outside, he flashed through the open door like a ghost. He did not close the door, but in the process he had put a thin silk thread on the two protruding rivets on the back of the door and hung a small grenade at the same time.

If someone rushes in again, he will definitely break the thread, and then he will taste the spray of hundreds of tiny steel balls.

After arranging warning and defense measures, Qianye circled around the woman again, then approached her feet and lightly touched her calf.

She was completely unresponsive.

Qianye stabbed her calf lightly again. Her body twitched instinctively, moaned softly, and then became unresponsive again. Qianye felt a little relieved. Her reaction was very normal, which meant that she had indeed passed out and was not pretending to be dead.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she is a true veteran and can deceive an experienced hunter like Qianye. However, Qianye has seen many dark races pretending to be dead, and the wisdom and strength of the dark races are basically proportional. Generally, people with this level of acting skills don't need to play any tricks with Qianye, they can just pounce on him and strangle him to death.

The Red Scorpion is indeed one of the aces in the Imperial Army, but it does not mean it is omnipotent. The individual strength of most dark races is stronger than that of Black Scorpion-level warriors, not to mention a young rookie like Qianye who is at the bottom among Red Scorpions. In a one-on-one confrontation, humans' inherently weaker bodies would suffer greatly.

After Qianye tested her, he began to look at this woman carefully.

She has slightly short black hair. Even if she is curled up on the ground, you can see that she is very tall and has long legs. Her whole body is well-proportioned and strong, without any extra fat.

Such a body does not look very strong, but its explosive power is very terrifying. Coupled with flexibility, coordination and high speed, it is the most difficult warrior to deal with on the battlefield. The Red Scorpion's chief and deputy army commanders all have this type of body shape, and Qianye himself also prefers this route.

She was wrapped in a dark black field uniform, the style of which was the uniform of the Empire's ordinary field regiment, and her feet were military boots that reached to her knees. There were very few visible weapons on her body, and she did not carry any firearms. She only had a short knife on her waist and a leather bag hanging on her waist.

Qianye carefully pulled out the short knife from her waist, then quickly stepped back a few meters. Seeing that she had no reaction at all, he started to lower his head to check.

This is a very ordinary multi-purpose short knife. The back of the knife is serrated, but the material is very special. It seems to be made of the bones of some kind of creature. There is no metal material used in the whole body. The short knife is very heavy, weighing ten kilograms, comparable to a small battle axe.

Qianye tried the blade and found it was extremely sharp, no worse than Red Scorpion's knife. And because it is a bone blade, it can avoid detection by many security systems. But this short knife is so heavy, it will affect the flexibility to some extent. It's just that when fighting in close combat, it may cause the opponent to make mistakes in judgment, which is a little advantage.

Qianye inserted it into the floor next to him. As a result, there was a faint flash of blood on the short sword, and it immediately lost its handle!

Qianye was shocked! The floor of the bar hall is entirely made of hard bluestone, and there is no grille commonly used in residential buildings underneath, which means it is not hollow, but is integrated with the foundation. He didn't use much force, and the short sword was able to lose its handle. Could it be that this was actually a Force weapon?

But then, no matter how Qianye used the force to test and activate, the short sword showed no response at all.

Qianye took off the leather bag from her waist again, opened it and looked at it. There was a row of seven thorns neatly arranged in the leather bag, which were obviously weapons used for throwing. The thorns are also made of unknown bones, and the three protruding edges are slightly rotated at an angle. If thrown at high speed, it should spin on its own, improving accuracy.

The slight smell of bitter almonds came from the thorns, which made Qianye feel awe-inspiring and made his movements more gentle and careful. This smell probably means some terrible poisons. If the skin is accidentally broken and blood is exposed, Qianye knows that he may not be able to survive for a few minutes. Bingbingjue does not have any anti-toxic and therapeutic functions.

There is also a compartment in the leather bag, with several neatly cut blood-colored crystals inserted into it. There seems to be blood flowing inside, and there is a faint smell of blood.

Qianye took out a piece of crystal and looked at it carefully for a while, but could not identify what it was. He searched through his memory and found that he had never heard of it. Just seeing the bright red flowing in the crystal, Qianye felt that the dark blood in his body was about to move.

Qianye was slightly startled, quickly put the blood crystal back into its place, and buttoned up the leather bag. Now it seems that this leather bag is not made of ordinary material. Once it is closed, all the smell of blood is blocked, and not a trace is exposed.

Qianye knelt down next to her and ran his fingers gently over her body to make sure there were no hidden weapons. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and turned her over.

When he saw her appearance clearly, Qianye suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if he had missed a beat.

This is a perfect face that has reached the extreme of human imagination. Praise in any language seems superfluous. As soon as it appeared, it occupied Qianye's entire vision and thoughts, as if this indescribable face was the only thing left in the world.

There are many stunning figures among the dark races. Not to mention the vampires, there are also many amazing and fascinating beings among the mysterious and powerful demons. Among the well-known strong men of the dark race, both men and women, there are a lot of them with stunning appearance.

Some anthropologists have tried to explain this phenomenon. They believe that in the same world, the aesthetics of powerful intelligent races always tend to be consistent, and the root cause is still based on the nature of the Force in the world.

Not to mention whether this theory is really based on evidence, the fact caused by this phenomenon is that both humans and dark races tend to capture each other as slaves. Especially those with beautiful appearance and powerful strength can be sold for sky-high prices, which can greatly satisfy the desire for conquest.

Qianye tried to calm down, but when he looked at her again, his whole heart suddenly trembled. She did not open her eyes, but Qianye felt that he had seen her deep and endless pupils, so his whole body, mind, and soul seemed to be sucked in by those black pupils, and he would sink forever in the darkness!

Qianye was suddenly startled, retreated subconsciously, and hit his back heavily against the wall. He was like a person who was almost drowning, gasping for air, and then broke out in cold sweat.

He almost couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

While she was still in a deep sleep and coma, she was able to pull Qianye's consciousness and almost turned the illusion into reality. What would happen when she woke up?

Qianye forced himself to calm down and carefully recalled the feeling just now, and suddenly found that there seemed to be an instinctive attraction in it. Her appearance was as perfect as Qianye could dream of, no, it even exceeded his dreams, that's why it gave him such a strong impact. For a moment, my original intention was lost. But what is beauty beyond dreams? Does such a thing exist?

Spiritual charm! Qianye thought of another possibility.