Monarch of Evernight: The long battle of 116

bsp;The vampire earl next to him had already passed on the order and returned to the old man. He glanced at the image, slightly surprised, "Isn't this the white bump of the Changping Bai family? She knew you were here, but she still dared to take action?"

The old man of the blood clan forced out a shuddering smile, "To these little guys, I'm afraid I'm just a name written in historical materials. After all, only a handful of the humans who have dealt with me are still alive. Countable.”

The blood count sneered disdainfully and said: "The human race is just a short-lived race, but they still dare to compete with us, the descendants of the holy blood!"

The old man of the vampire race seemed to have remembered something. He lost his mind for a while and said: "Humans are a very strange race. Their life span is so short that it is not even enough for our young children to reach adulthood. However, their strongest ones have no less than Our power. Why does the eternal darkness allow this to exist? I still can’t figure it out."

The old man said with emotion: "Don't say it's me, even those high-ranking Highnesses, and even Her Majesty the Queen, I'm afraid they haven't figured out their secrets."

The earl had obviously never heard similar words before. He was stunned and said in a voiceless voice: "How is that possible?"

The old man smiled and did not pay attention to the count's disrespectful words. He stared at the white bumps in the image and said slowly: "Although she is a little girl, she is already very powerful. In this rocky desert Gobi , Even if I take action, she may not be able to escape. The most outstanding descendant of the Changping Bai family must have some life-saving things in her body."

The Earl said meaningfully: "If she can't help but attack Russell, she won't be able to escape from your hands, right?"

The old man smiled and said: "Trading Russell for white bumps? This business is a good deal no matter how you look at it."

The expression on the count's face suddenly froze, and his expression gradually turned pale. The old man understood the meaning of his words, but the tone of his response made him shudder.

The old man suddenly sighed and said: "But I won't exchange Russell for it, and I won't exchange it for you."

The count was a little confused, and then he seemed very surprised, and was speechless. In the end, he just bowed deeply to the old man.

The old man reached out and flicked the image, constantly switching various parts of the battlefield.

At this moment, in the fortress below, Russell has received the order, converged the area, put up a giant shield, and slowly retreated. Behind him, thousands of dark warriors were driven desperately to attack the White Valve's defense line. Every minute and every second, many dark warriors fell.

Relying on the fortifications, the White Lord warriors suffered relatively few casualties, but they also lost a little bit of blood. The already fragile defense line was even more precarious. If it weren't for the fact that the number of the dark army had not been too great and had surrounded the fortress with no way out, such casualties would have long ago caused morale to collapse.

During the retreat, Russell's defensive focus was always on Qianye, and he only devoted a little attention to Bai Kong, and other White Valve warriors were not in his eyes.

Qianye did not pursue him. The blood count's level and defense were above him. He also had gold-burning blood, and his explosive power and endurance far exceeded those of blood clans at the same level. If he continued to fight, even if he included the White Valve The fire support was still a long-term stalemate. In total, Qianye's Dongyue had slashed with all his strength many times, leaving only a few scratches on the opponent's giant shield. At least there was no possibility of smashing it into pieces.

As Russell retreated to the rear of the dark front, a White Lord officer hurriedly approached. Qianye briefly exchanged a few words with him before turning around and plunging into the dark army. Blood surged wherever he passed. With his joining, this section of defense immediately stabilized.

In that dark little room, Bai Aufu had already stood up, clenching his fists, and his flickering eyes seemed to penetrate the wall, staring in the direction Russell left. But in the end, she still didn't take action and allowed Russell to retreat to the dark front safely.

She had a vague feeling that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at her. Once she took action, that existence would also take action. Since the war, Bai Aotu has remained motionless here. She is the highest combat power of the White Valve fortress, and she is recharging her energy just to wait for the commander on the Blood Tribe warship to appear.

The battle of the strong is the decisive outcome on the battlefield.

Bai Aufu clenched and released his fists, released and clenched them again, and finally sat back on the wooden chair, his eyes gradually lowered. She had to wait and could only wait.

The fighting along the fortress wall continued. The blood had gathered into countless streams and covered the gravel ground. More and more soldiers fell, and the corpses began to pile up.

Qianye can no longer remember how many lives he has harvested. Dongyue, who has always been able to move his fingers like an arm, is getting heavier and heavier, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to swing it. More often, he stuck Dongyue on the ground and turned to fight the dark warrior with the blood-sucking blade. Qianye will only use Dongyue when he encounters a strong opponent.

A werewolf jumped up high and jumped on Qianye. The huge impact directly knocked him down. One person and one wolf rolled around on the ground several times before Qianye pushed the werewolf away from him and stood up.

When the werewolf was only an arm's length away from attacking, Qianye's blood-sucking blade pierced his heart. As for the process of rolling on the ground, the werewolf's huge body also blocked several shots from the dark front.

But the blood splashed by the werewolf sprayed on Qianye's face, and his vision was completely covered in red. Qianye wiped his face vigorously, and his surroundings became clear again.

Unconsciously, there were only three White Valve warriors fighting nearby. When he first joined this front, there was a reinforced company here.

A section of burning metal frame fell down, and Qianye took a step back. However, he kicked something on his foot and almost tripped him. Qianye lowered his head and saw the body of a werewolf. The rare brown-red hair made him feel familiar, as if it had died in his hands not long ago.

Beside Qianye’s feet, there was more than just a corpse. The corpses of the dark race and white warriors overlapped each other, almost covering the entire battlefield!

Qianye suddenly couldn't help but cough a few times, and a sweet and fishy smell appeared in his throat. This was a sign that the body was overexerted to the point of exhaustion, and he hadn't felt this way for a long time.

The force power has not yet been exhausted, and the physical strength is exhausted first, because most of the people Qianye killed were ordinary dark warriors, and in the end, he almost supported this defense line by himself.

The battle seems to be a mechanical killing with one knife, and then changing to the next target. Qianye knew that he could not retreat. As long as he took a step back, the tidal army of darkness would open a gap from here and drive straight in until it broke through a large section of the defense line. If he wanted to block the gap, he would have to pay more lives and a higher price.

Just like what happened repeatedly in other parts of the fortress's internal defense line during this long and arduous battle.

Qianye smiled bitterly, let out a breath, and casually put down another cannon fodder soldier who rushed up. Then he turned his head and looked around, taking stock of the surrounding battle situation. The location here is too close to the defense line of the White Valve strongmen in the inner circle of the fortress, so life plunder will definitely not be used.

In fact, the giant vampire ship in the sky was like a huge shadow hanging over his head, and Qianye didn't even dare to make a move to activate the vampire blade. Only occasionally relying on the cover of close combat to absorb a little blood, but this is nothing more than a drop in the bucket and cannot meet the need to enter the boiling blood state.

The only thing he can rely on now, apart from the recovery power of the super vampire physique, is a few military stimulants.

On the front line on the west side of the fortress, the white dragon armor just swooped down from a high place and killed two dark viscounts in one fell swoop. He then floated into the air and flew back to the command tower, with a pair of white wings slowly fluttering behind him. Blood was still dripping from the platinum gloves. By this time, Bai Valve had no mobility, and even he himself had to throw himself into the battlefield.

The White Dragon Armor paused slightly as it stepped onto the rooftop of the tower, turned its gaze to the giant vampire ship in the sky, and then lowered its head to overlook the battlefield on the ground, looking at Qianye's defense line.

After paying attention for a moment, he waved his hand to summon his personal guards, pointed to the direction of Qianye, and said: "The three of you, bring a small team over to support."

The guards responded and ran downstairs. On the rooftop where there were not many soldiers left, there were even fewer people.

Someone next to him hesitated and said: "Second Young Master, you still need to keep some people around you."

White Dragon Armor was still looking at Qianye in the distance, and asked noncommittally: "I just reported from below, is he the Qianye of Zhao Clan?"

"His self-reported name is indeed Qianye, but the emblem on his body seems to be...Jingtang Li Family."

White Dragon Armor was stunned for a moment and glanced at the commander of his bodyguard, who also had a confused face. The Zhao clan war zone does not border the Yanmo Gobi. It is a strange thing for Qianye to appear here. It would make sense if he came from the nearby Jingtang Li family's misty forest war zone.

On the battlefield below, after a brief respite, the Dark Warrior launched another wave of attacks. The White Dragon Armor was no longer distracted and resumed taking charge of the battle situation.

As soon as Qianye inserted a powerful military stimulant into his thigh, a screaming charge sounded from the opposite side. He couldn't help but murmured a curse word, cheered up, and killed several soldiers in a row, and then Pushing back the dark warriors who rushed forward.

"General Qianye, we are coming!"

Qianye looked back and saw that only three of the so-called reinforcements were capable of fighting, and all of them were injured. The rest were ordinary soldiers. However, the clothes of these three people are different from other warriors. They are obviously the high-ranking officers' clothes of the Broken Wing Angels, but they have added the emblem of the White Clan family. They should be the personal guards of the White Dragon Armor.

Seeing them, Qianye immediately understood that the current battle situation of the White Clan was probably very bad. Even the personal guards had been sent out, indicating that there was indeed no one left in the White Dragon Armor. But with the White Clan's background, this battle has been fought so far, why haven't reinforcements arrived yet? No matter how secret your trump card is, it's time to reveal it now. If the White Valve's other fortresses were attacked at the same time, how huge would the Dark Race's landing be?

These thoughts only ran through his mind. Qianye didn’t ask any questions. He pointed forward and shouted: “Follow me, let’s go **** this **** guy again!”

At the time of life and death, the words "Follow me" can best boost morale. The nearby White Lord warriors responded loudly, followed by Qianye and rushed into the enemy's formation, killing him fiercely.

The dark races are also afraid and tired. There is a rain of blood all around Qianye, and countless severed limbs and flesh are flying everywhere. At this moment, in the eyes of the dark warriors, Qianye is simply more terrifying than the most ferocious war beast. They finally got scared and retreated like a tide. Even if a vampire officer desperately shouted to supervise the battle, it was of no use. Instead, his position was exposed.

Qianye pulled out the twin flowers, and was not afraid of spending his force power. He shot half of the blood officer's head away with one shot, finally repelling another wave of attacks from the dark race.

He turned around and retreated into the outer wall of the fortress, found a place where he could barely put his feet down, and leaned against the half-survived wall, finally able to take a breath.

At this moment, amid the clattering sound nearby, a twisted but not yet completely collapsed metal frame tilted toward the ground at another angle. Bai Kongzhao came out from behind, only ten meters away from Qianye.