On the first day, the super elites of Sun City had killed nearly two thousand Dark Warriors in total, and all of them were High Demons.

What's even more odious is that after these warriors kill people, they will never drag the mud and water, and immediately flash people, come and go without a trace, and do not give the dark legion time to react at all.

A day later, the Dark Legion began to spread the legend of the 'Bloody Butchers', rumored to be of invincible power, and legend that they possessed invulnerable means of concealment. Legend has it that they run faster than lightning, and when they touch them, they can't run away or beat them, and there is only a dead end.

An atmosphere of panic spread rapidly within the Dark Legion.

The Goddess of the Night had to start gathering believers, and this time, she teleported her followers directly to her own shrine suspended in Mount Doom.

The appearance of the shrine is somewhat similar to a pyramid, and a large number of folding space runes are used inside, so the exterior of the shrine does not look big, but in fact, the space inside is very wide.

One by one, the Nightblade cultists were transported to a large obsidian hall, where the floor was paved with mirror-smooth obsidian, and around it were neatly arranged two rows of huge stone pillars nearly a meter in diameter, which stretched up until above the hall, there was a large black and white throne.

The throne is ivory white, with countless lifelike pure black vipers entwined on top of the white, and the armrests of the throne are also very distinctive, with a crouching demon statue on the left and a ghost-faced owl on the right.

Both of these armrests have origins, the demon is a succubus, the body used by the mortals of the goddess of the night, and the ghost-faced owl is the most commonly used animal incarnation of the goddess of the night.

On the throne, the goddess of the night, dressed in a translucent black tulle dress, was lying lazily. Her body curled up like a snake, revealing her soft and graceful figure.

Below the throne were high steps, on which stood three gods, each covered with a black mist that obscured their faces, making them look majestic and mysterious.

But. The Nightblade cultists naturally knew the identities of these three gods, and they were all slaves of the Goddess of the Night, the god of madness, the Nightmare Bringer, and the Dread of despair.

Among them, the Nightmare Bringer stood in the highest position, only two orders away from the Night Goddess, followed by the Despair Bringer, with a gap of three orders, and the bottom was the God of Madness, who was five orders away from the Night Goddess.

By the time the Nightblade Cultists were teleported to arrive, the gods had already arrived. Therefore, although these Nightblade cultists had doubts in their hearts, they gathered neatly under the throne at the first moment, and then silently listened to the voice of their master.

This time, the Goddess of the Night apparently didn't have much patience to use her charm to tease her followers, and in fact, her face was very bad, though as white and tender as ever. But it was covered with a layer of frost.

The Nightblade cultists are well aware of the temperament of their master, and they are afraid of being punished by him. So one by one the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

In an extremely depressing atmosphere, the goddess of the night finally spoke: "Many warriors died yesterday. In one day, more than 2,300 warriors disappeared without a trace. I need an explanation. ”

The Nightblade Cultists were all taken aback, the time of the day was too short, although they knew that some big things had happened in the Night Realm, but they didn't know exactly what they were. I don't even know about the death of 2,000 soldiers.

Therefore, the goddess of the night waited for a while, and there were no followers to explain to her.

"What a bunch of rubbish!" The goddess of the night shouted coldly, but she also knew that it was difficult for her to be strong, so she held back her anger. continued: "I came to you to find a way to deal with the rats that entered the realm. These rats are fast and powerful, and one such rat can handle at least eighty elite warriors. Can anyone tell me how to teach these rats a lesson? ”

The Nightblade cultists were still silent, not even the goddess of the night, not even the three gods under her command, what could they mortals do? Even if there is a way, you can't say it, so as not to be unlucky and be angry with 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 be in the limelight, not to have your own free will, everything must be based on the will of the goddess.

However, there are always surprises.

In the crowd, it seemed that someone wanted to speak, but considering the current mood of the goddess of the night, he shrank back.

He had been punished several times, and he really didn't want to taste the pain to despair again.

"Sandru, what do you have to say?" In the shrine, all movement cannot be hidden from the perception of the goddess of the night.

Sandru secretly complained, and reason told him that it was better not to join in the fun, but his brain was so good that he thought of a way at once. He still has some expressive desires, and instinctively wants to say it, but he doesn't hold back, and he shows a hint of clues, which is really self-inflicted.

He could only bite the bullet and say: "Master, the most important thing at the moment is to understand the opponent." I think that if we want to find a concrete countermeasure, we must first catch one of these 'rats'. ”

The goddess of the night frowned, and Sandru's heart was beating with a shock, and all kinds of past experiences immediately came to mind, and his body trembled for a while, and he could hardly stand. His knees were straight and weak, and if one of them was bad, he would immediately fall to his knees and ask the goddess for forgiveness.

However, the goddess did not seem to be thinking about punishing him: "I just want to catch them now." But they ran so fast that no one could catch up with them, and I was too busy suppressing the god of war and the god of the moon to make a personal move. ”

The reaction of the goddess of the night was somewhat unexpected, if it was in the past, the goddess would show her charm all the time, but today she was hasty, which shows that the situation is really serious.

Sandru struggled in his heart, he felt that this was an opportunity to gain the appreciation of the goddess, but he was afraid to suffer that desperate pain again.

After a while, Sandru decided to fight again: "Master, according to you, these rats are very slippery. But I think that rats are just mice, and the number is so small that it can't fight the overall trend. The reason why there are so many casualties now is because your warriors are so scattered, which gives the opponent a chance to break up. My idea was to get the fighters together. You have 400,000 warriors, and you don't have to gather them all together, every 20,000 people gather together, and you don't have to worry about the other party's sneak attack for the time being. ”

"Kind of makes sense." The Goddess of the Night nodded expressionlessly, and then she said, "But there are too many races of dark warriors, and each race has a large number of tribes, and there are insoluble hatreds between the tribes, and it is very difficult to bring them together without conflict. So, since you came up with this suggestion, it's up to you! ”

Of course, she knows how to defend against the other party's sneak attack, but the key problem is that she can't find any available manpower at the moment, so let's not talk about those dark warriors, all of them are stupid, they can only fight, and they don't know any specific strategies.

As for Sandru, although he had failed several times before, as a mortal, the goddess of the night knew that he had almost reached the extreme, and the reason why he failed was only because the opponent was too strong.

So, this cultist is still available.

"Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it!" Sandru shook his head again and again, how capable he is, so many arrogant warriors, he goes to do things, and it's strange that others don't tear him alive.

The Night Goddess's eyes narrowed: "Why, you don't want to?" ”

The terrible divine power poured down, and Sandru directly threw himself on the obsidian ground: "No, no, no, master, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't wow." I'm afraid that I won't be able to do it, and in the end I will delay your big event! ”

"Even if you have a good mouth, you're right. So be it. I will let the Void Fire and Void Water assist you. As for you, you're not too stupid, at least smarter than the three donkeys under me. People like you are entitled to my reward. ”

As he spoke, a little black light fell from the hand of the goddess of the night and fell into Sandru's mind.

Sandru was shocked, and his old body became young in the blink of an eye, his body became straight, his muscles became full and elastic, his hair turned black, and his whole person was full of vitality.

Sandru got up from the ground with a 'pout', groped his young body carefully, and felt the surging night power in his body, and only felt that he could destroy the world with his gestures, and this power was so great that he felt frightened himself.

He immediately fell to his knees again and praised in a loud voice: "O my wise all-powerful master, you are the lord of the night, you are the embodiment of wisdom, and you are beautiful enough to make even the goddess of life weep in shame."

The goddess of the night couldn't help laughing, although she knew that this was not true, but she liked to listen to this kind of flattery, and her mood was suddenly much happier, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her voice also carried a touch of charming laziness: "So, can you do it now?" ”

"My wise master, rest assured, there is no problem, and with your will, I will bring your warriors together and become as strong as obsidian!"

"Go ahead. Dot. The goddess of the night blew on Sandru, and Sandru immediately felt the world spin around him, and in the blink of an eye, he left the shrine and returned to the Crimson Land.

This time, Sandru felt full of power, although these powers came from the night divine power in his body, but still gave him incomparable confidence: "Hehe, it seems that it is time for me to establish a supreme meritorious god!" ”

In the past, he was forced to compromise several times due to limited strength, which eventually led to the final defeat. He is a high-minded and arrogant person, he boasts that he is extraordinary, and now he has real strength, it is like adding a pair of wings to the back of the Dark Tiger King, if this can't be done, he might as well commit suicide to apologize!

Turning his head to look, the two rare powerhouses of Void Fire and Void Water were also by his side, he was even more ambitious, waved his big hand, and said loudly: "Go, let us go and fulfill 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 cannot get rid of rats. I'll ask again, is there a way for anyone to get rid of rats? (To be continued.) )