Monarch of Evernight: Twenty-eight years of destruction

bsp;The gunboat was burning and crashing towards the fortress. This is a ground-attack gunboat with reinforced armor in a neutral place, but it can't stop a strike from the fortress's main gun. Even if it just touches the edge, half of the boat will disappear.

Fortunately, after one blow, the fortress's main gun spun around and never fired another shot. The fleet dispersed in all directions, and the battle cruiser's main gun began to roll call the fortress turrets one by one. Each gunboat also fired desperately to suppress the counterattack fire from the ground.

The Werewolf probably never thought that one day he would face a fierce air assault. The intensity of anti-air firepower is far inferior to that of the ground. Many turrets have limited elevation angles. Chasing gunboats and bombarding them is still a bit of a threat, but they cannot touch the battle cruisers at all. Bian was beaten to the point of being on fire, and he was in a state of utter confusion.

In the main turret, Qianye had already circled around its huge gun body, cleaning up the werewolf warriors on the surface. However, most of the barrel of this giant cannon is buried in the base. The so-called base is actually a huge fortress.

Qianye found the entrance to the inside of the base. The iron door had already been closed and locked from the inside. Of course, this was not a problem for him. Qianye grabbed the handle and pulled hard. The iron door made a loud bang and deformed, and the door handle was completely torn off.

Qianye stretched out his hand to grab the deformed gap and exerted force again. With a shout, huge power surged out and instantly tore the multi-ton iron door from the wall, revealing the deep passage behind it.

A faint light curtain lit up around Qianye and he stepped into the passage.

Just after passing a corner, several ambush werewolves suddenly stood up and fired with all their strength from the Force guns in their hands, focusing the fire for thousands of nights.

At such a close distance, the power of so many force bullets fired in one shot is no less than one force cannon. However, dozens of force bullets hit the light curtain, and it did not blast away thousands of people. The force shield of night.

These are all werewolf knights. When he was stunned, Qianye had already passed through the middle of them and walked deeper into the passage. Several werewolf knights covered their throats and slowly fell down, not even seeing clearly how Qianye took action.

Qianye walked along the passage and entered a room to search. In the blink of an eye, he had visited the power room, machinery room, ammunition depot and gunner barracks. By the time he could find no more enemies, there was silence in the pedestal.

At the bottom of the base, Qianye walked into a hall. The rolling shutter door on one side was open, leading to the square inside the fortress. Through the open door, you can see the fire in the fortress skyrocketing, and there are dark warriors running around in panic. From time to time, a cannonball falls from the sky, lifting several dark warriors into the sky.

Qianye walked with his hands behind his back, walking casually in the fortress, as if he was strolling in his own yard. He has no interest in intervening in this kind of battle between ordinary soldiers. He only saves his own mercenaries when he sees them in danger.

The current battle situation is overwhelming. Although there are many dark warriors, their equipment is two generations behind the mercenaries equipped with full imperial elite force suits. Many dark warriors died from artillery strikes from the air. They obviously had not been specially trained to deal with air strikes. Most of their evasive movements were ineffective or even accelerated their death. The air counterattacks of a small number of strong ones were completely useless.

Qianye is not wandering aimlessly. Wherever he feels the aura of a strong person, he will go in that direction. In the blink of an eye, one viscount and three barons died under his hands.

But there are really a lot of dark warriors, there are stray bullets everywhere, and even Qianye's force shield fluctuates from time to time, let alone ordinary warriors.

Another dark warrior with a noble title fell in front of Qianye. When he struck the last blow, he was using his bare hands and did not release the area. However, he felt that the opponent's momentum plummeted for a moment, and the decline was abnormal. Qianye's heart moved, and he released his pressure without reservation. The terrifying aura belonging to the Marquis of Glory instantly covered half of the fortress.

Countless dark warriors, regardless of race or class, have clearly felt the trembling that comes from the depths of their blood. It is the fear that originates from the source of darkness and is the innate instinct of every dark race.

In the blink of an eye, the resistance of half of the fortress completely disappeared, and the fighting spirit of almost all the dark warriors collapsed instantly. They dropped the Wuqi and fled in all directions.

This feeling is really good. Qianye slowly stood up, savoring the overwhelming feeling, and suddenly there was a needle-like feeling in the back of his head.

He turned around like lightning and saw a physical bullet of the Force flying silently towards him, right between his eyebrows!

At this moment, Qianye could clearly see the extremely complex and precise structure of the warhead, as well as the dark gray color with dots of black spots. This is a force bomb mixed with a large amount of black titanium, and it is the only weapon against strong human beings.

The force bomb first hit Qianye's force shield hard, instantly making the entire shield shine brightly! However, it was like shooting into a viscous liquid, continuously compressing the Force shield, but unable to penetrate it.

At this moment, the warhead suddenly cracked, and three thin shells popped out. The bullet casing was like a knife, instantly cutting through the Force shield. At the same time, it spit out the slender bullet core originally buried in the center, penetrated the shield, and continued to shoot towards Qianye's eyebrows.

This is an armor-piercing bullet, specifically designed to deal with Force shields and similar defenses. It is amazing from design to workmanship, is expensive, and can only be controlled by truly skilled snipers.

The warhead was reflected in Qianye's eyes, and the trajectory of the armor-piercing projectile was immediately deflected, and it passed by his cheek in a dangerous way. Qianye casually looked around and already had the warhead in his hand.

The bullet was extremely sharp and heavy. When Qianye grabbed it with his bare hands, his palm was pricked a little, and a drop of blood oozed out. Due to the toxicity of black titanium, if a wound is made, the hand will become useless. However, Qianye possesses dark gold blood and is still above black titanium in terms of rank, so how can he be afraid of this? As soon as the blood energy turns around and a drop of gray blood oozes from the wound, everything will be fine.

Qianye casually threw the warhead down and shook his head. The pressure he had just released was the aura of the ancient vampires. The sniper actually used black titanium bullets to deal with him. He didn't know that it was because of the accident that he couldn't recover. , or there are no other types of sniper bullets of the same level at hand. But thinking about it, the werewolves can only take out magic-breaking mithril bullets in their hands, and they don't have the blazing sun bullets of the human race.

Qianye is somewhat interested in this sniper. Since he broke into the fortress, this is the first decent opponent.

He looked up at the direction where the sniper missile was flying. In his real field of vision, the faint trace of the dark force had not completely dissipated, and the figure had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a flash, Qianye appeared hundreds of meters away, overlooking the neighborhood below. The sniper bombs just came from this area. Unless the sniper fired one shot and immediately moved his position without looking, the man should still be nearby and not far away.

Snipers who have reached this level are often extremely confident in themselves, and many people want to witness the results with their own eyes. As long as this person has the same weakness, he will probably be stunned when he sees Qianye's terrifying ability to catch bullets with his bare hands. With just such a flurry of effort, the man could not escape Qianye's current coverage no matter how fast he moved.

The streets below were in chaos, with dark race warriors running around everywhere. Not far away, two mercenary teams were covering each other and moving forward from building to building. Every tactical action shows extremely high team combat literacy. On the battlefield, such a team can often achieve superior results even if its individual combat power is average.

Mercenaries began to join the ground battle, adding to the chaos. In addition, Qianye showed the aura of a strong man, but no one on the dark side stood up to resist. Almost all the dark warriors had their fighting spirit taken away, and they only wanted to escape. There were not many who seriously resisted.

Qianye's eyes turned blue, taking in the entire neighborhood. The figures of each dark warrior were constantly changing, twisting, and then disappearing. The weak twisting force exerted by the Eye of Control is like a spider web falling on the body. Ordinary people cannot feel it at all, but the truly strong will instinctively resist it.

Qianye's eyes suddenly fell on a dark warrior. His appearance and behavior didn't look out of the ordinary, and he and the ordinary soldiers pushed each other and fled to another neighborhood.

Qianye fell from the sky, landed behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Wěizhuāng is very clever, but just doing this, doesn't it mean that he has some status?"

The dark warrior turned around, his face full of panic, and even his eyes were full of horror. He pulled out his short knife and stabbed Qianye in the abdomen. This sword is weak and weak, almost like a third-level warrior.

However, in Qianye's eyes, there was a very faint dark force floating on the left side of the warrior, with an unpredictable trajectory. If Qianye had the slightest doubt about his judgment and was a little negligent, the drifting force would become an opportunity for him to escape.

"It's useless." Qianye suddenly put more force on his hand and pressed down with an irresistible force. The soldier's knees softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

At the moment when he was under heavy pressure, he finally revealed his true identity and burst out with great strength to resist. However, this person was only an Earl of the Garter after all. He could not withstand Qianye's slap, but was still hit to the ground.

His face showed a struggle, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Since you have discovered it, let's do it. Even if I can die at the hands of the famous blood family Marquis of Glory, I have not tarnished the honor of the tribe."

"It's good that you think so." Qianye nodded and raised his right hand, ready to slap him down and end his life.

This kind of sniper at the level of Count Garter is too dangerous. If a Marquis of ordinary strength is not careful, he may be secretly sniped, so he cannot be left alone.

"Wait!" The sniper finally showed real fear in his eyes.

Qianye's hand hovered above his head and said calmly: "What do you have to say? Why, are you still planning to surrender?"

The sniper smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, we are both Eternal Night nobles, why do you lead the human troops to fight? Even so, in Yonglu, the war launched between us for the dark honor, if defeated, we will be defeated. If you capture someone, they will basically give you the choice of surrendering or paying a ransom. Even in the upper continent, as long as you are not a blood relative, the rule is almost the same. You don’t even have to say anything and just start killing.”

Qianye smiled and said, "I am not your Yongye noble. See clearly!"

As he spoke, Qianye's fingers lit up with a blazing light, and the morning light shone on the werewolf count's face, causing a burning effect.

"Dawn Force!" The sniper looked shocked. (https:)