This world, more than one person is trying to wake up from a dream.

Military columns.

Governor Kosi's eyes flashed with resentment, and he stared at the circles of patterns that lit up again on his palms, blurred and bloody.

In the incense, the face is sunken, hideous and scary.

Surrounded by weak mosquitoes and flies, "My lord, are you alright...... ”

In the incense, deep down, Kosi's eye sockets lit up with a few sharp lines, which was the shame left to him by the "Emperor of the Eternal Night".

"Damn ......"

On that day, an unknown strange object pulled the castle into a certain angle, and in the castle, the living transgressor, the Emperor of the Eternal Night.

Hands trembling constantly......

That's a Sweeper of the Universe!

It is a madman who has been laying out for ten years and sweeping away all hereditary families!

He is also the brave man who created the mystery of the dynasty......

The meteorite fell from the sky, and in that era when the spiritual world fell and the world was divided, the Eternal Night Emperor slashed the terrifying waves and slashed the sea beast, dragon and snake.

The carriage shook for a moment, and the wooden table, the gold-inlaid Tuka oak mixed with the spirit pattern, and the dressing gown of Kosi replied to his expression and sat down again.

On the side of the tray are pieces of materials, stacked on top of each other in the gaps of the archives, signed by various cultural research institutes and the Imperial Capital Library.

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The handwriting is sometimes beautiful, sometimes sharp.

Emperor of the Eternal Night, one year, Dingda Copper Heights, two years, turning the imperial capital, three years, Dingxi Xinjiang rebellion, four years, breaking the Forrest Andean Army, expanding the land for thousands of miles.

The Emperor of the Eternal Night, set off a downward shift in academics, the etiquette collapsed, and the families could no longer monopolize academics - the third edition of the popularization of Elsie culture, the thorn chapter.

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The man who is a tyrant of God is so blasphemous .......

He finally touched the taboo, and the Emperor of the Eternal Night wrote down the rot in his notebook.

At the peak of the world, he finally made a move on the mysterious realm and died in pain.

The world is like this......

There is always a time to wake up from a dream, and the same is true for the Emperor of the Eternal Night, which should be clear from the moment he does it.

The lifespan of the fourth or fifth stage is only two hundred, and under the extraordinary struggle, he always dies unexpectedly at the age of fifty......

The Emperor of the Eternal Night is trying to drain the mystery and annoy the madman who is dying soon.

The closer you get to the truth, the crazier the world becomes—Imperial Capital Library.

Former Cardinal, Tula.

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Railway.

No one dares to provoke the thousand-year-old majesty of the secret family, the railway in which Lawrence, the general of northern Xinjiang, is a shareholder, and the railway built by the mountain tribes of the southern Xinjiang family Keduo is majestic, spanning the continent.

No one dares to disturb the behind-the-scenes domination of the southwest region, and compared to the rest of the families, no one can afford these high operating and construction costs, one step behind, one step behind.

Under the darkness, the various families have formed a fragile balance around the railway, greedily sucking the land of flowing gold, and snatching the eroded flowing gold pipeline.

The tyrannical and greedy aristocracy opens its gluttonous mouth and manipulates all beings with power.

Behind the curtain of shadows, the conspirators are wrapped in arrogance, breaking shackles and playing with order.

The system was enormous, with several sections built across steep cliffs, close to the remnants of the Appalachian Mountains, and guarded vast swampy woodland mouths.

In the early morning, the frost covered the fuselage, freezing cold, and several soldiers were bored to remove the fog and frost on the glass.

Behind the thorns, the train is like a long dragon passing through the swamp, and the white mist is scattered as it passes.

The soldier is faced with the unknown, the tyrannical war situation, and the confused times.

The spirit of the soldier (Doge) is still not good, not shouting "Downtown, Port Will"

The defeat was especially pronounced on the soldiers.

Click-

This monster made entirely of steel...... , with incomparable power, set off a wave of air, scraping the woods to the ground.

This system, built and modified by Sir Guardian, has expanded the barren land for 70 years.

The steam engine was inexplicably inserted into a certain historical stage of society, and it is unimaginable that the past 70 years have been turned upside down.

Poof-

In front of the right wheel, a round of blood mist splashed.

The soldier calmed down, and through the glass, the corners of his eyes swept the clouds lined up, the rising sun, and the rock pillars, like pillars of light through the sky.

He saw a small dot——, and then it was gone—

Shifting his gaze, he saw there, that is, on the glass, the glued blood mist and the bonded sawdust.

The disgusting slime hung down, and all kinds of strange things were quickly crushed by the wheels.

With a slightly puzzled look in his eyes, the soldier (Doge) spoke, "Lot, there should be no enemies in this area, this is located in the mountains. ”

This place deserves respect, not transgression.

The wasteland seemed traversable, and countless hunters with revolvers entered it...... , but never returned, even the most powerful explorer "Wadog" miraculously survived, and the rest of his life became extremely tyrannical.

It has been said that man made a contract with the unknown, and the train was able to pass through.

Some people say that this mountainous area leads to the valley of the unknown gods.

The brilliance is through the mist, splashing down,

The train crosses the ...... The mountain pass, which is entrenched like a dragon in the region, rumbles into the fourth zone of the Appalachian Mountains.

In the back, the mountains and forests are lush and green, and in contrast, the fractured strata create a peculiar image.

The barren wilderness has transformed into a Gobi-like wind-eroded landform – and after several studies, Elsie's geologists have found that this is an ancient battlefield of ancient ruins.

Follow-up research was not forthcoming, but it didn't matter, no one paid attention to it.

In the process of cutting, under the remaining relics, the mountain forests have the strongest vitality, and even the harshest environment can leave lush traces on the earth.

From generation to generation, mountain trees have become the masters of this place, hovering and sticking in any corner, at least so that the wasteland terrain here cannot spread .......

The soldier (Doge) turned his head in confusion, and with a violent tremor ——, outside, the fortress at the head of the Iron Column shook for a moment, and then continued to run on the rails.

Quickly passed through the rectangular platform without stopping, passing through the towering track mouth.

The windows of the Doge of Corsi are shaped like inverted Vs, inscribed with various creatures, and the sides are gilded with gold, and the balustrade is hollowed out.

Lieutenant General Garr's face was full of gloom, and General Kosi solemnly scanned the pages of the military newspaper in his hand, and around him, stood more than a dozen fully equipped retro armorers.

The Tuka oak of the Elsie Empire was laid from the floor to the wooden table, and Gal wore a bright red trench coat, and in a way, as a representative of a certain power, he was qualified enough to be here.

On the right shoulder is the coat of arms of two intertwined swords.

In the lines of the coat of arms, a knight ...... , he was in a half-kneeling position.

It's not a sword-granting pose.

Contrary to his behavior, the posture resembles a suicide by prostrate.

Lieutenant General Garr, clad in a red cloak, stopped moving—he fell silent.

Cossie too, the corners of his mouth cracked and widened like ripples, as if mocking and mocking, not directed at Garl.

He, like Gal, can't see hope, things are never perfect, because of disappointment, so crazy-

There is too much madness in this world, and endless disappointment-