Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-six **** battles

bsp;Qianye naturally would not let them break the door so easily. He put down his eagle attack, grabbed a large-caliber sniper rifle he picked out from the arsenal, aimed at the werewolf manipulating the short-barreled gun, and continuously pulled the trigger. Eject the five bullets in the magazine as quickly as possible.

The werewolves bloomed with blood flowers on their bodies and kept whining. The city-breaking cannon lost control and roared again, but the reddish long tube turned more than ninety degrees, and the cannonball missed, instead blowing away dozens of blood slaves next to it. But after the senior werewolves rolled a few times, they all got up again. Only one fell to the ground.

Qianye shook his head secretly. The vitality and defense of werewolves were very abnormal. When they reached level five, if a large-caliber sniper rifle like this could not hit their vital points, they would have to be left alone. Injuries minor or not.

Qianye put on a new magazine and fired another round of rapid fire, this time all aimed at a werewolf, finally knocking it to the ground.

At this time, the sentry tower shook even more violently, as if it might topple over at any time. It turned out that the dark race warriors who had swarmed up the wall had discovered this sniper point and began to try to break in. They impatiently began to demolish the building.

Qianye suddenly felt alarmed and looked outside, just in time to see several round objects engraved with complicated patterns flying towards him!

Vampire grenade!

The vampire grenade is driven by the dark force. Although it is about the same size as a human grenade, it is as powerful as a cannonball. And with the power of the dark race, they can be easily thrown to a designated location a hundred meters away.

Qianye recognized this kind of thing at the first sight, immediately picked up Yingsheng, jumped directly from the small window inside to the bottom of the Tibetan Soldier Wall, and found a corner to curl up!

The rumbles and roars were continuous, and Qianye's entire world seemed to be filled with smoke and explosions. No second sound could be heard in his ears. Bricks and mortar kept falling, and many of them hit his head.

The roar finally passed. Qianye looked up and saw that half of the ceiling was gone, revealing a gray sky without light. The upper watchtower has been completely obliterated, and there are corpses of cannon fodder from the dark race lying around. This round of explosion not only blew away the upper half of the sentry tower and the connected guard wall, but also killed many dark race warriors who wanted to rush in.

But the dark races never care about the casualties of cannon fodder.

There are not many human warriors visible on the guard wall, and most of the surviving warriors have been forced to evacuate to the town's defenses. The cannon fodder of the dark race is constantly climbing up the guard wall. Several senior soldiers are barking orders and will even grab some slow-moving cannon fodder and throw them into the wall.

In the ruins of the sentry tower, Qianye suddenly stood up, holding the ‘Vulcan’ multi-barreled machine gun flatly, and pulled the trigger!

The barrel of the 'Vulcan' gun was spinning, and bullets were splashing like a violent storm towards a werewolf twenty meters away. At close range, blood bloomed from the body of this level five werewolf, and he was knocked backwards step by step, and finally fell to the ground!

Qianye did not stop. The roaring 'Vulcan' was like a long whip wielding metal and flames, mowing down the masses of dark race warriors.

In the blink of an eye, the five-hundred-round ammunition box of the 'Vulcan' was completely empty, and there was no living dark race within thirty meters in front of Qianye.

Qianye just breathed a sigh of relief when a black shadow rushed towards him like lightning and threw him to the ground! This is a fifth-level vampire warrior.

The two of them rolled and fought for several times. Qianye's arm suddenly made a jab, but it reached directly to the mouth of the vampire warrior. He bit down instinctively, and his blood-sucking fangs penetrated deeply into Qianye's muscles! But before he could be surprised, Qianye's arm muscles suddenly became as solid as iron. He pulled back hard and pulled out two of his blood-sucking fangs!

The pain was so painful that the vampire warrior almost fainted. Qianye immediately stood up, pulled out a short gun, inserted it directly into his **** mouth, and pulled the trigger!

With a muffled sound, Qianye’s face and chest were splashed with blood.

He stood up, looked around, and jumped into the town before the next wave of dark warriors surrounded him.

Qianye walked quickly through the alleys and buildings, striking out from time to time, strangling the werewolves and spider demons one after another. On the battlefield of large-scale melee, the rough-skinned and powerful werewolves and spider demons are much more of a threat than the vampires. Only when the battle reaches a higher level will the Vampire Clan once again dominate the two races.

So Qianye’s first targets to kill are werewolves and spider demons.

There were gunshots, explosions, fires and screams everywhere, and the entire town turned into a battlefield. Qianye has lost track of time and is only left with his fighting instinct.

Suddenly, several low-level werewolves rushed past Qianye in front of him. He immediately instinctively touched his body, but in vain. The Eagle Strike was thrown somewhere, and the assault rifle was also missing. All gunpowder weapons were empty of ammunition, and the satchels containing grenades were even empty. Although the two short guns were still on his waist, it made no difference whether they were present or not. Qianye's force power was almost dry. Even if there were physical bullets in them, he would not have the strength to activate them.

Qianye just felt exhausted and wanted to lie down on the spot if he hadn't tried his best to control it. This was the sequelae of excessive use of the Force and the end of the effectiveness of stimulants.

He suddenly felt something in his trouser pocket. He took it out and saw that it was actually a stimulant. He didn't care whether there would be any problems if he used it continuously. He immediately stuck it into his arm and injected it all. The drowsiness was indeed mild. A lot.

Qianye suddenly heard unusual noises and human screams coming from the room next to him. He immediately opened the door and rushed in. The house was filled with splatters of blood and corpses, both from humans and from dark races. Several werewolves were forcing an expeditionary soldier into a corner.

That was a young man who looked like he had just grown up. His military uniform looked too wide for him. He was pale, holding a dagger in his hand, waving it around randomly, trying to protect himself.

Qianye let out a low roar and was about to charge forward when a werewolf suddenly rushed towards him and collided with Qianye. One person and one wolf kept rolling and fighting. Qianye was exhausted at this moment, and for a while he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of this second-level werewolf.

The werewolf bit Qianye's shoulder hard, and his sharp teeth tore through the special military uniform as tough as leather armor and nailed it into the flesh. But Qianye's body was actually stronger than leather armor, and the werewolf couldn't tear off a piece of flesh no matter how hard he shook his head.

At this moment, Qianye heard a scream. He looked sideways and saw that the young soldier of the expeditionary force had been knocked down by the remaining three werewolves. Large chunks of flesh and blood were being torn off and falling into the werewolf's belly. The boy was not dead for a while. The severe pain made him unable to even pass out. He could only scream desperately and endure the pain of being torn apart alive.

Qianye's eyes were filled with blood, which was not just a reflection of the boy's flesh and blood!

Qianye suddenly raised his head and bit the werewolf's throat hard! A large ball of hot blood rushed into his belly, immediately making all the blood in his body boil. He cheered like an overwhelming wave. Even the purple and gold blood swam out from the ability runes and joined the devouring process.

Qianye's strength increased sharply. He turned over and pressed the werewolf under him, pressing him down so that he could not move. A funnel seemed to appear in the werewolf's body, and most of the blood in his body was poured out in the blink of an eye.

The three werewolves had finished tearing up the boy and stood up with satisfaction. Suddenly they felt something was wrong. They turned around and saw Qianye looking at them coldly.

Qianye’s eyes are as red as blood at this moment!

After a while, Qianye walked out of the room. His whole body seemed to be drenched in blood, and even his black hair turned dark red. The vampire sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. But in this way, the bright blood color in his pupils became less obvious.

A group of blood slaves suddenly emerged from across the alley. When they saw Qianye, they suddenly retreated with whimpering, and then escaped through another alley. A senior vampire warrior behind them ran up, looked at Qianye in confusion, and asked, "Which clan are you from? How come I've never seen you before?"

A faint murderous look flashed in Qianye's eyes, he patted the short gun on his waist and said, "I am a descendant of Marquis Ross."

"Marquis Ross! But His Excellency the Marquis did not participate in this battle." The vampire was suddenly startled, and then saw the appearance of the short gun clearly, and said in surprise: "It's you!"

Before he finished speaking, this time was enough for Qianye to get close to him, and the long sword pierced his abdomen! Qianye strangled the neck of the twitching and struggling vampire warrior, dragged him into an abandoned house nearby, and then bit him on the side of the neck!

This fourth-level vampire warrior was horrified, but as the blood essence gradually drained away, the light and bright red color in his eyes gradually faded. When Qianye let go of his hand, he was so shriveled that he looked like a mummy.

Qianye did not go out. He calmly destroyed the body with a sharp blade, then sat in the corner of the room, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for his strength to recover.

After absorbing enough blood from the werewolves and vampires, Qianye's body entered a boiling blood state, and his recovery speed increased significantly. In less than half an hour, he would regain his strength and a small amount of his Force power, and be able to use the Force gun again. The only small flaw is that in the boiling blood state, it is impossible to control the blood energy added to the charging of the Force bomb.

Suddenly there was a bang, and the door at the other end was knocked open, and the burly figure of Bao Zhengcheng appeared. He staggered into the room, not even noticing what was inside. He rolled on the spot and leaned against the wall, holding the short knife tightly and assuming a fighting stance.

A level six blood knight appeared at the door of the room. With a cold smile typical of the Vampires, he walked slowly with his head held high, the sword in his hand glistening with blood??Ao?br/>

But as soon as he walked in, his smile immediately froze. The two guns in Qianye's hands were already aimed at him!

The Blood Knight screamed, but he never thought that there was another person in the room! He has no feeling at all!

The sound of the gunshot was very soft, like the sound of flowers blooming.

In comparison, the blood knight flew sideways with an astonishing momentum. It rumbled through the door panel, cracked the wall, and shattered all the armor on the chest and abdomen. The two guns were thrown down directly, leaving only two beautiful and enchanting twin flowers blooming side by side in the void.

Qianye had already pounced on him like a ghost, holding swords in both hands, and inserted the sword into the blood knight's chest, piercing his heart!

The Blood Knight struggled desperately, but his extremely strong vitality still gave him the strength to fight back. Qianye was repeatedly punched and kneed on his chest and abdomen, but Qianye pressed the hilt of the sword with all his strength and pinned the Blood Knight to the ground.

Every time the Blood Knight punches, there will be a slight sound of bone cracking. Severe pain washed over Qianye's nerves, but he was able to bear the pain after being trained in the Art of War. If the Blood Knight was allowed to get up, both he and Bao Zhengcheng would die in the Blood Knight's dying counterattack.

At this time, there were continuous gunshots again. Bao Zhengcheng found a pistol from nowhere and almost put the muzzle of the gun to the Blood Knight's face. Then all the bullets poured out, completely blasting the gun. A pale and gloomy face.

The Blood Knight twitched a few more times, then stopped moving.