Chapter 393: Ambogo (3)

Before everyone had time to recover from the shock of the black-robed man's sudden appearance, they heard such words.

Crash.

A subtle voice had just sounded.

Sophie's eyes widened and she shouted, "Spread out!!" ”

However, in response to her, the dense silver that poured up from the ground almost overwhelmed several people around her in the blink of an eye, some of whom were stronger than her, and some of whom were extremely talented, but at this time, they didn't even have time to exclaim.

Endless silver.

Sophie subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at the black-robed figure with a look no longer calm, "You... Who the hell are you..."

Even she didn't realize that her voice was full of fear.

"Who am I, you ask? Do you want to know who I am? The black-robed girl seemed to laugh, obviously with a clean voice, but at this time, in Sophie's eyes, this figure who was overwhelmed by the black robe was more terrifying than the demon.

"But what's the use of telling you who I am?" The black-robed girl continued with a smile, ignoring the person in front of her, "Because soon, you're going to die." ”

As soon as the words fell, Sophie turned around suddenly, "Enemy..!! ”

Wow.

Countless silvers overwhelmed her.

"Don't rush to eat." The black-robed girl waved her hand and said slowly.

The silver spider silk writhing wildly seemed to understand what the girl was saying, and it swam up and down at a slow speed.

Several threads of silk passed through the silver silk and plunged into the dying Sophie's head.

A large number of memories came to mind in an instant.

"Alright." After receiving the message she wanted, the black-robed girl moved her fingers casually, "I've given it to you." ”

"Everything here is given to you."

As the last note fell.

The figure of the black-robed girl disappeared in an instant.

Tens of thousands of celestial spider silk suddenly appeared from all directions, just a breath, instantly covering the entire castle, the sky was full of silver, looking down from a height, only a giant silver round egg could be seen.

No sound, no breathing.

Only the faint sound of chewing remains.

In just a few hours, the power of the Ambogo family in the Intel Empire was attacked one after another, and the enemy's methods were cruel, not only killing the rookie genius, but even destroying the building.

Black Circle Altar.

"Who!! exactly" A roar came from above the column.

"Destroyed eighteen of our forces and ten dark spots in one day." A steady and mature voice came from the other cylinder, which sounded like a middle-aged man, "Good means, even our secret forces can be found, if you have the chance... Well?! Crowe? What about Crowe's breath?!! Halfway through the words, the middle-aged man changed color in vain, "Damn!!" Who is it! Who the hell is it!! Actually... How dare you!! ”

"Crowe was also killed? Kerdev. ”

"His breath was disconnected from me." Kjiev's voice was gloomy.

In most cases, it is...

"It seems that we have been silent for too long. For so long that the world has forgotten the existence of our great Ambogo, the spiritual realm of the gods. The old man sighed slightly, and it was not difficult to hear the killing intent in his voice.

"I'm willing to go to the Intel Empire in person, capture this damn executioner, and hand it over to the god lord to judge." The figure of a middle-aged man appeared in front of the column, his face gloomy, "May the light of God be with me." ”

Listen to this voice, it is none other than the previous Kerzhev.

"Don't worry, Kejeff." The old man spoke slowly, calming Kedev's anger.

"But..."

"The young master has already left for the Intel Empire." The old man did not slow down, and spit out a sentence.

Like a boulder falling into the sea, the entire altar suddenly boiled.

One after another, the columns lit up, representing the appearance of the elders of the Ambogo family.

"What?! The young master went to the Intel Empire?! Kjev's eyes widened, with a little paranoid fanaticism in disbelief and a little bit of paranoia, in the Ambogo family, the word young lord was not only their ancestor, but also the great god lord.

Although this patriarch gave up the bodies of the geniuses of their descendants, it was their supreme honor to be able to sacrifice their bodies for the great God.

The lives they sacrificed for this are infinitely glorious and beautiful because of this.

"It's just a trivial matter, but it bothers the young master himself?"

"The young master hasn't made a move for a thousand years, but I suddenly envy this enemy, he can die in the hands of the young master, and it is not in vain that he comes to this world." A man sighed.

Kejeff was also angry at this time, and his face was red from fanaticism, "Since it was the young master who made the move, there is no need to discuss this matter anymore." ”

In this world, there is nothing that Young Master Ambogo can't solve.