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The deepest part of the Comoros.

Ninety percent of the consuls of the Conspiracy in the Dark City are in this dark space.

The archons' eyes were apprehensive and horrified, and they looked at Victor, who had plucked his hand out of the heart of a rebel.

A few hours had passed since the news of the invasion of the invaders had launched.

The first thing Victor did for his cabal was not to deal with the enemy, but to first carry out indiscriminate killings in some parts of the core of the Comoros.

When a slaughter was over and everyone was terrified, Victor called the archons over.

"At the moment of the great enemy, we have to work together to tide over the difficulties."

"I will not tolerate those who have evil intentions, who want to destroy the whole Comoros and all of us."

Victor's voice reverberated through the space.

Then the consuls saw him wipe his bloodied hands from the dead man's robe.

Those present were all archons who had come out of the mountain of corpses and blood, crawling in the pile of dead people.

Just killing someone to scare them is wishful thinking.

But the consuls were still terrified, not by Victor, but by the intrigues in Victor's head and the military might of his cabal.

Victor and his conspirator go to chase away the invaders, which is difficult for the strongman.

But it was easy to take out the consuls and slaughter them all.

"Cromis."

The eyes of the Overlord of the Dark Capital fell on one of the female consuls of the Archons.

Cromes is a ruthless character, but she is still involuntarily terrified of being targeted by Victor.

"Don't be afraid." Victor smiled and walked over to Cromis, took her hand and kissed her, then said, "Your Obsidian Conspiracy has the best weapons, I need you to produce as many weapons as possible, to equip them, and I want to arm everyone in Comoros." ”

Crois nodded, "I promise." ”

Then Victor walked up to Marles again.

Marles was also an archon, and her cabal was one of the best in the Comoros.

And Marles himself had a bad relationship with Victor.

But now is not the time to talk about personal feelings.

"There may be a little misunderstanding and contradiction between us, but now that the enemy is now, I need you, and Comoros needs you." Victor looked at Marles affectionately.

Marles gave Victor a blank look and nodded.

Then Victor ordered something more and called on everyone to resist.

The call is the most important, because the dark spirits are habitually scattered, and the Comoros is very huge, and the most important thing is to at least say something nice before the enemy is in front of you.

Eventually, Victor looked at Arrow again.

Archon of the Terror Squid Conspiracy, Arrow.

The Overlord of the Dark Capital stared at Arrow for a moment, but Arrow didn't react on the surface, but he was worried about whether Victor knew what he had done.

But Victor didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded, and then left the crowd behind, leaving only a word.

"Give me a little time, I'll have to use my brain to come up with a more detailed strategy."

……

Instead of thinking alone, Victor came to the Temple of Kane in Comoros.

It was a temple that belonged exclusively to the Nightmare Sect, and no one was allowed to enter it.

Trespassers are killed by Nightmares, terrifying, elusive warriors.

But Victor never thought that "anyone" in any of the rules included himself, and he swaggered into the temple, but he didn't think about it, so he didn't bring his own guards with him.

Inside the dimly lit temple of Kane, lit only by flames, Victor enters the gate and sees a towering statue of Kane.

Kane, the god of murder and war, looks as vicious as ever, both in mythology and on statues.

And beneath the magnificent statue of Lord Kane sits a man who has lost one leg and is balanced on only one leg.

It was none other than the former Phoenix Lord of the Assault Scorpion Sect, Ahla.

"Ahla, we're in trouble." Victor approached Ahla.

But the sudden wind and cold forced Victor to stop ten paces from Ahla.

Ahla was still standing, completely unrecognizable of what he had just done.

"I can't help you, I was cut off by the original body I hunted." Ahla said, turning her head.

Victor remembered what he had heard about the Lord of Nightmares a few days ago.

Ahla ambushed Killiman and Evelene, attacked the Champion Guards, and then forced Killiman into a rage and followed him to the battlefield he had set up.

With the advantage of terrain, a team of assault scorpions can slaughter dozens of times the enemy.

Ahla then slashed open the original body's neck, but also severed one of her legs.

"You don't think I'm trying to make you jump and kill someone, do you?" Victor said indifferently.

Ahla turned her head and looked at the statue of Kane.

"I need someone to deal with the intruders on the other side of the portal."

"I can't trust any cabal, not even my men, because it's so important."

"My men are still going to support the battle on the portal's side, but I hope you can kill them all if you pass."

Victor is comfortable with him, and he doesn't have a close relationship with Ahla, but he knows that if he wants Ahla to do something, it's best to confess everything to him.

"So you can trust me?"

"Don't be stupid, you know I can't trust you, but I can trust what you can summon."

Hearing this, Ahla turned her gaze to look at the statue of Kane.

"I know you've wanted to die for a long time, but you haven't been given a chance, and now this opportunity is in front of you."

"Six Thunder Warriors, and the intruders who may have been released from the portal."

"Go ahead, at least you won't die as a waste."

Victor's voice angered Ahla, but it was precisely because he was told that he was in the sore spot.

A former Phoenix Lord, now the leader of the Nightmare Cult, has lost a leg.

This matter is not a big problem from a physiological point of view, because if you find a random blood servant, you can transplant a more useful leg for Ahla.

But Ahla himself couldn't accept his defeat, and if he and Kiriman had a decent matchup, then he would feel that he had lost a lot, but he was well prepared.

Kiliman was introduced at that time with all the disadvantages for him.

And then Ahla still lost.

It turns out that the Phoenix Lord of the Higher Race is not as good as the large Homo erectus pinched by the barbarian chieftain.

"Whatever you want, Ahla." Victor turned away, "I'm just here to warn you not to waste your life on a frontal battlefield, neither you nor you can afford a single spear of particle, you should go and take the victory you can win." ”

Ahla turned and glared at Victor's back.

Then he withdrew his gaze and looked up at Kane's face.

(End of chapter)