Chapter 699: The Rise of Sandro (Part 1)

On the first day, the super elites of Sun City killed nearly two thousand dark warriors, and all of them were high demons.
What's even more hateful is that after these soldiers finished killing, they never sluggish, and immediately flashed people, coming and going without a trace, and gave the dark legion no time to react.
A day later, the legend of the ‘Bloody Butcher’ spread throughout the Dark Legion. It is said that these butchers possess invincible power and that they possess impeccable hidden means. Legend has it that they ran faster than lightning, and they couldn't run away or beat them when they encountered them. There was only one dead end.
An atmosphere of panic spread rapidly within the Dark Legion.
The Goddess of Dark Night had to start gathering believers. This time, she directly transported her believers to her shrine suspended in the Doomsday Volcano.
The shape of the shrine is somewhat similar to a pyramid, and a lot of folding space runes are used inside, so the outside of the shrine does not look big, but the space inside is actually very wide.
One by one, the Nightblade Cultists were transported to a wide obsidian hall. The floor of this hall was paved with smooth, mirror-like obsidian, and there were two rows of huge stone pillars nearly one meter in diameter neatly distributed around the hall. Until the upper part of the hall, there is a huge black and white throne.
The throne is full of ivory white, and there are countless lifelike pure black poisonous snakes entwined on the white. The armrest of the throne is also very distinctive. On the left is a squatting demon statue, and on the right is a ghost-faced owl.
Both armrests have origins. The devil is a succubus, the body used by the goddess of the night, and the ghost-faced owl is the most commonly used animal incarnation of the goddess of the night. It is said that wherever ghost-faced owls appear in the mortal world, terrible disasters must occur. .
On the throne, the goddess of the night in a translucent black tulle dress is lying lazily, her body curled up like a snake, showing a soft and graceful figure.
Below the throne are high steps, on which stand three gods, each of which is covered with black mist. The mist obscured their faces, making them appear majestic and mysterious.
However, the Ye Blade Cultists naturally knew the identities of these three gods, and they were all followers of the Goddess of Dark Night. They are the of madness, the messenger of nightmares, and the messenger of despair.
Among them, the nightmare messenger stands at the highest position, only two steps away from the goddess of the night, the desperate messenger is second, the gap is third, and the lowest is the of madness. He is five steps away from the goddess of the night.
When the Nightblade Cultists were teleported and arrived, the gods were already there, so although these Nightblade Cultists were puzzled in their hearts, they gathered neatly under the throne for the first time, and then silently listened to their master. the sound of.
This time, the goddess of the night obviously didn't have much patience to use her charm to tease her followers. In fact, her face was very bad, although as always white and tender. But it was covered with a layer of frost.
The Night Blade Cultists knew the master's temperament well, and were afraid of being punished by him, so they didn't dare to show up one by one.
In an extremely depressed atmosphere, the Goddess of Night finally spoke: "Many soldiers died yesterday. In one day, more than 2,300 soldiers disappeared without a trace. I need an explanation."
The Night Blade Cultists were all taken aback. The day was too short. Although they knew that something major had happened in the Dark Night Realm, they didn't know exactly what happened, let alone the death of two thousand soldiers.
So, the goddess of the night waited for a while. No disciples explained to her.
"It's a bunch of trash!" The goddess of the night yelled coldly, but she also knew that she was difficult for others, so she resisted her anger and continued: "I'm looking for you. Together, I think of a way to deal with the mice that enter the field. These mice are very fast. Quick, and the strength is good. One such mouse can deal with at least 80 elite fighters. Who can tell me how to teach these rats a lesson?"
The Ye Blade Cultists still didn't say a word, even the Goddess of Dark Night couldn't help it, and they didn't even speak to the three gods under her. What can they do for mortals? Even if there is a way, I can't say it, lest I get bad luck and get angry by the master in the future.
Under the command of the goddess of the night, if you want to live for a long time, the most important thing is not to show off, not to have your own free will, everything must be based on the will of the goddess.
However, there are always surprises.
Someone in the crowd seemed to want to speak, but considering the current mood of the goddess of night, he retracted again.
He has been punished several times, and he really doesn't want to taste the painful and desperate taste again.
"Shandru, what do you have to say?" In the shrine, everything can't be hidden from the perception of the night goddess.
Sandro murmured secretly, and reason told him that it was best not to join in the fun, but his mind was so good that he thought of a way. He still has some desire to express, instinctively he wanted to say it, but he didn't hold back, and he showed a hint. This is really asking for trouble.
He could only bite the bullet and said: "Master, the most important thing at the moment is to understand the opponent. I think that if you want to find a specific countermeasure, you must first catch such a ‘rat’."
The goddess of the night frowned, and Sandro, who looked at it with this expression, was frightened, and all the past experiences immediately came to his mind, and his body trembled, almost unable to stand. His knees were straight and soft, and as long as one was not good, he would immediately kneel down and beg the goddess for forgiveness.
However, the goddess didn't seem to want to punish him: "I just want to catch them now. But they ran too fast, no one can catch them, and I was busy suppressing the God of War and the Moon God, so I didn't have the time to do it myself. "
The reaction of the goddess of the night was a little beyond Sandrew's expectations. If it were the past, the goddess would always show her charm, but today she hastily, which shows that the situation is really serious.
Sandro struggled for a while. He felt that this was an opportunity to gain the appreciation of the goddess, but he was afraid to endure the desperate pain again.
After a while, Sandro decided to fight again: "Master, according to what you said, these mice are very slippery. But I think the mice are just mice, and the number is so small that they can't fight the overall situation. The reason why so many casualties are now caused. , Because your warriors are too scattered, which gives the opponent a chance to break through separately. My idea is that you can bring the warriors together. You have 400,000 warriors, and you don’t have to gather all together, every 20,000 people As a group, there is no need to worry about the other party's sneak attack for the time being."
"It makes sense." The goddess of the night nodded blankly, and then she said: "But there are too many dark warrior races, and each race has a large number of tribes. There are difficult hatreds between the tribes. I want them to gather. Being together without conflict is very difficult. In this way, since you came up with this suggestion, it is up to you to do it!"
Of course she knows how to defend against the enemy's sneak attack. The key point is that she can't find available manpower at the moment. Those dark warriors will not talk about it. They are all stupid, only fighting, and they don't know the specific strategy.
As for Sandreu, although he had failed several times before, as a mortal, the goddess of the night knew that he had almost reached the limit. The reason for the failure was only because the opponent was too strong.
Therefore, this believer is still available.
"Master, I'm afraid I can't do it!" Sandro shook his head again and again. He was so capable, so many arrogant soldiers, he went to work, it would be strange if others didn't tear him alive.
The goddess of the night narrowed her eyes: "Why, you don't want to?"
The terrible mighty power poured down, and the crushing Sandro lay directly on the obsidian ground, "No, no, master, it's not unwilling, but I can't wow. I'm afraid I can't handle it, but it will delay you in the end. What a big deal!"
"If your mouth is so good, you are right. Let's do it. I will let the virtual fire and virtual water assist you. As for you, you are not too stupid, at least smarter than the three donkeys under me. You are like this. People are eligible for my reward."
While talking, a little black light in the hands of the goddess of the night floated down and fell into Sandru's mind.
Sandro shocked all over, followed closely, his old body became younger in the blink of an eye, his body became tall and straight, his muscles became full and elastic, his hair turned black, and his whole person was full of vitality.
Sandro got up from the ground in a stubborn way, carefully groping for his young body, and feeling the surging night divine power in his body. He just felt like he could destroy the world with his gestures. This power was so great that he could not help himself. feeling scared.
He immediately fell on his knees and praised loudly: "My wise almighty master, you are the master of the night, you are the embodiment of wisdom, and your beauty is enough to make the goddess of life cry in shame"
The Goddess of Dark Night couldn't help laughing. Although she knew that this was not true, she liked to listen to this kind of flattery, and her mood suddenly became much better. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was also charming. Lazy: "So, can you do it now?"
"My wise master, don't worry, there is no problem, uphold your will, I will make your warriors unite together and become as strong as obsidian!"
"Go~EbookFREE.me~little things." The Night Goddess breathed a sigh at Sandru, and Sandru suddenly felt the surrounding sky spin. In a blink of an eye, he left the shrine and returned to the scarlet land. .
This time, Sandro felt full of power. Although these powers came from the night's divine power in his body, they still gave him extremely confident: "Hey, it seems that it is time for me to establish the supreme meritorious deity!"
In the past, due to his limited strength, he had to compromise many times, which eventually led to the final defeat. He is an arrogant person. He prides himself on his extraordinary wisdom. Now he has real power. It is almost like the Dark Tiger King with a pair of wings on his back. If this is not a big deal, he might as well be direct. Suicide and apologize!
Turning his head and looking at it, the two rare powerhouses, Xu Huo and Xu Shui, were also beside him. He was even more smug, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Go, let us accomplish the master's will!"
Not to mention Sandru, in the shrine, the goddess of the night continued to ask: "Sandru's method can only reduce the harm of rats, but it can't eliminate them. I will ask now, is there any way to remove rats?" (to be finished Continued.)
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