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The Sand King is still alive, the ritual is successful, he completely kills the prototype of Yu Yan and takes her body, the most rare four-color hybrid, the perfect material to use the spells of the four systems. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sand king, who had taken away Yu Yan's prototype body, knelt on the ground and kept laughing wildly. His painstaking plan has finally succeeded! When the Sand King decided to degrade his rank, the biggest problem was how to survive after so many enemies were weak. Know that his minions, clones, powers, and spells will gradually be lost with these. The Sand King also understood that the whole universe wanted his life, so he thought of this method - just use the reincarnation ritual of the Tsuneki Department to change his identity and remain incognito.

Smiling and smiling, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere of the scene was a little wrong. Everyone was looking at them with a strange look. The Constant Aobu is disappointed, the Sandmen are confused, and the Chaos Cultists are shaken.

"You... What's wrong? ”

Tsunekobe turned his gaze away and replied, "It's a pity that the Sand King, the ceremony... Failed. ”

"Failed?" The Sand King wanted to stand up, but his whole body was weak... Maybe it's because I'm not used to my new rebirth... He struggled to his feet with his rifle, "What nonsense are you talking about, Chang Obu, I'm the Sand King, isn't reincarnation very successful?" ”

Chang Aobe shook his head: "Although you can see from your expression, you are no longer Yu Yan but the Sand King." But... You are now..."

"Level 1."

The sand king was stunned, he didn't understand what this sentence meant for a while.

"I'm level 1 now?" Sand King was incredulous, "Hey, what are you talking about!" Didn't you say that the reincarnation ritual allowed me to take possession of the target's body, and the level was calculated according to her? I'm supposed to be level 60 now. ”

There was silence.

The Sand King calmed down and carefully felt his own strength.

…

It's really level 1... And there are no spells or skills left, except for the level 1 rifle mastery passive skill.

He hurriedly looked at the sandman, his eyes that had been cold and emotionless were now fluctuating with all kinds of emotions. This means that the sandmen are out of control.

Rebel.

This was the first reaction of the Sand King. He didn't have any confidence to guarantee that the sandmen wouldn't rebel, because they were no longer at his command, and the ability to enforce their skills was gone.

Now that I'm level 1, I can easily be killed by anyone present. I never dreamed that things would fall to this step, this is all because of the struggle of Yu Yan's prototype before death, damnable!

"Number 8, number 9, come, come to me."

The Sand King quickly thought about it, these two Sand People had been out of control in advance, and they had already confirmed their loyalty, and they were also the only more certain vitality for the Sand King at the moment, and they must be in their own hands.

No. 8 and No. 9 hesitantly walked up to the Sand King. But the eyes of the two of them seemed to be skeptical about the fact that this Yu Yan was the sand king.

The Sand King took out his scimitar, slit his palm, and stretched it out.

The two sandmen immediately understood that this was the essence of their survival.

The two sucked some blood.

"It's really Lord Sand King!" The two sandmen got excited and shouted to the sisters.

When the other sandmen heard this, their eyes were much softer, although they were still confused.

Very good, the sand king is relieved. It was not in vain that he fed Yu Yan's prototype every day to drink blood, and his body had gradually assimilated. In this way, they can be sure that the biggest threat in the field, the sandfolk, is by their side, so these Chaos cultists don't have to worry.

The Sand King stood up and bothered as much as he could: "Sand people, as you can see, the reincarnation was not completely successful, but I am still your Sand King. If you want to live, you must have my blood, this is the only way. He paused, "Who is still willing to serve me as Lord?" ”

They exchanged glances with each other. They have long known about the 8th and 9th getting out of control, and indeed, they must now drink the blood of the new Tsar King every day to continue to survive. They walked forward and knelt down and saluted.

"Good." The sand king, who was barely holding the shelf, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Tsunebu, who couldn't help but shudder. "Kill those Chaos cultists, the ritual has failed, and they must pay for it!"

"! I knew it! "Chang Okubu has expected this step since he saw the failure of reincarnation, but he didn't expect the sand king to really cross the river and tear down the bridge to kill people. Sure enough, the level 1 Sand King was too weak, and it was more advantageous to extinguish the mouth than to use the Chang Ao Department to respond in the North Star, "Compatriots! The Sand King is only level 1 now, and we have a hundred people, and those sand people are not even, don't be afraid! Kill them all and rush out! ”

With a wave of arms, the Chaos Cultists immediately became murderous, and the battle with the Sandmen was on the verge of breaking out.

The Sand King waved three fingers forward, watched the fierce battle break out, and cautiously retreated to the door. He is now very weak, and the ripple of a spell can kill him, and he must stay away from the battlefield, and block the door so that a living mouth who knows the inside story can escape!

Eight level 69 sandmen and 100 level 40 or 50 Chaos cultists fought, and blood quickly filled the entire room. In such a limited space, the Sandmen strengthened by their agility were more advantageous, and the situation became one-sided.

A few of the fish that slipped through the net pounced, and the sand king was killed with one shot. Although it is only level 1 itself, the weapon is the best soul binding.

I don't know how long it took, but there was no longer a moving Chaos cultist in the room. Two of the sandmen were also killed, and the others were also wounded.

"The Sand King... You won't end well..."Tonebe turned into a broken corpse, with amazing vitality, squeezed out the last few words, and swallowed forever.

The sand king sneered: "That's not up to you. ”

A few sandmen helped the sand king to stand up and slowly walked to the door.

What to do after that, the plan is all messed up... The Sand King is not clear. In short, the level must be raised first. This battle has already promoted him to level 6, maybe it won't be too difficult to recover the level. But he needed a safe environment.

As soon as the door was opened, the doppelganger was in front of him, waiting.

The sand king is very unhappy! Only then did he remember that he had left his clone on the ground to watch the door. Now that the skill suppression is gone, and the clone is free, of course there will be induction, and it will come down to see what the situation is. Although it was once himself, the current doppelganger is no longer under control and is likely to rebel.

The sand king felt very sad, and even his own doppelganger had to be on guard. The doppelganger is level 83, and he can kill himself by raising his hand.

As if seeing the body's worries, the clone sighed helplessly: "Don't worry. Everything is focused on the plan to exterminate the Southern Star people, although I will no longer listen to your orders, but for the sake of the common good... You and I are still on the same front. ”

The main body breathed a sigh of relief.

"The reason why you have become this virtuous will be discussed later, and now we will discuss how to correct the plan."

"Compared to the plan...", the main body glanced at the girls behind him, "There are only six people left... I can't raise that much essence blood, you still have sand village skills, right? You take it. ”

The clone sighed: "As a clone, my main energy comes from you. Now I'm getting weaker and weaker, and I can't protect myself. ”

"One and a half..."

"Okay."

After a brief negotiation, the sandmen were divided equally between the main body and the clone like the cargo. Numbers 8 and 9 naturally continue to follow the body, and the other is number 2. In fact, it is not No. 1 who has followed Sand King for the longest time, but her, and she has the deepest feelings.

The body felt that although it would be difficult to raise three sandmen with the current body, if you quickly train the level, it would not be a problem in the future.

The sand king who has become the prototype of Yu Yan, what will he do in the future...