Legendary Hero

The voice of the goddess of the night fell, and then she began to wait.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...one minute, two minutes, three minutes, ten minutes passed, and the hall remained silent.

The three gods and hundreds of Nightblade disciples just held on and no one said a word.

Over the years, they have served this powerful master who is moody and likes to play with his followers, and they have already found an effective self-protection plan.

That is, don't take the initiative to say, don't take the initiative to do it, just listen, and then act according to the master's order, and absolutely don't make up your own mind, otherwise those seniors in the kingdom of the night who are hanging on the torture stake and howling miserably are your best role models.

At this time, the Goddess of the Night asked, Sandro, the only one who hadn't mastered this skill, had already jumped into the fire pit, and the rest of the disciples were old foxes who had practiced for many years, how dare they speak up at this time?

You know, if you take the initiative at this time, if you fail in the future, it will be your criminal evidence, and you just wait for the goddess to take all the anger on you!

Ten minutes later, the Evernight Goddess's face was as gloomy as water. Now she is fighting against the god of war Rolin and the moon god Alan, as well as a large number of weak and medium gods of the natural pantheon, almost all presided over by her alone.

Although the power she controls is stronger than that of the opponent, she is only one person after all, and the degree of control over power is far inferior to that of her opponent. After some confrontation, although she has the upper hand on the surface, she has already deeply experienced the exhaustion of both mental and physical strength. taste.

Originally, she still had three followers, but these three guys are not much different from wood. If you ask them to do something, they will do it, but absolutely don't expect any outstanding performance from the other party. It's good to be hungry.

This kind of obedience to the gods is basically a decoration, and it is of no great use, so she plans to find some decent helpers among her believers. Because of this thought, she rarely endured it for ten minutes.

But this is already her limit!

Ten minutes later, the Goddess of the Night spoke again, her voice was as cold as the wind mixed with snowflakes: "So, no one can give me an idea?"

No one answered, and everyone remained silent. Every believer lowered his head, without any psychological fluctuations, just like wooden stakes sticking there.

Facing such a wooden figure, the Evernight Goddess was full of anger, but she also felt powerless and useless in her heart.

You are angry, you are happy, you are teasing, and the other party ignores it all, and it becomes a one-man show by one person. How can she continue to play with it?

"It seems that I have to use some tricks before you dare to say it." The Goddess of the Night chuckled, and suddenly raised her hand, and the body of a Night Blade Cultist was suddenly suspended. Then, cracks appeared on his body, and the cracks quickly Extending, soon covered his entire body, and then, the cracks became deeper and deeper.

"Ah!!!" An inhuman voice came out from the mouth of the believer. It was sharp at first, and then the vocal cords ruptured, turning into a hoarse roar. on a person's eardrum.

Many believers couldn't help shaking, and some believers began to groan, and there was a lot of foul smell in the hall.

But still no one spoke!

"Looks like it's not enough." The Evernight Goddess sighed, and with another thought, the flesh and blood on the body of the believer suspended in the air began to peel off piece by piece, and the believer was still alive.

After the flesh and blood left his body completely, then the bones, after the bones were dismantled, then the internal organs, when the whole body was dismantled into pieces, his soul was ripped out.

This soul is still bound by divine power, not only bound, but also torn by divine power, cruelly torn into pieces by Evernight Goddess bit by bit.

The soul cannot be fake, pain is pain, despair is despair, this soul screams loudly, the sound is like a magic spell piercing the brain, it stimulates every night blade cultivator to turn pale, and many people are frightened to the point of collapse.

Some even fainted.

But until the soul was torn into pieces, every believer still stood up and said that he had a way.

These believers are like fools.

The Goddess of the Night suddenly felt disinterested. It was hard for her to be interested in promoting mortals. It was a disappointment that these mortals didn't cherish such a rare opportunity. This group of believers has been spoiled by her, it's time for a new group of believers.

She didn't bother to ask these wooden believers for their opinions. As soon as she changed her mind, one of her incarnations went to Sandro, the only believer who hadn't completely tempered his temper.

Sandro was rushing on his way to show his grand plans, when he suddenly saw his master approaching him, he was so frightened that he fell down on the ground in a hurry, and said loudly, "Master, what do you want from me?"

‘Did the goddess change her mind and come to punish me? I haven't done it yet? ’ His whole body was already cold, shaking like a young sapling in the cold wind.

His reaction made the Evernight Goddess feel some vitality, and finally there was still a living person among her followers.

She walked up to Sandro and lightly touched Sandro's head with the back of her foot. Her voice was gentle and sweet, without any trace of blood: "What are you doing kneeling? Get up, I don't have time to play with you today. Ba Nao's game, stand up for me, I have something to ask you."

Sandro was taken aback, the gentle attitude of the goddess made his heart feel much more at ease, he got up cautiously, took a peek at the goddess of the night, saw that her usual charming smile did not appear on her face, he was reassured, but he still Very carefully: "Master, what do you want to ask?"

"It's still the question just now, how do you say I should get rid of those mice?" The Goddess of the Night smiled like a flower, and when she teased her, the other party would respond, so it was interesting.

Sandro was encouraged, and immediately blurted out an idea he had thought up a long time ago: "It's not easy. Make a bait to lure the opponent to come, and set up a thunderbolt next to it. When the opponent comes, it's like a mousetrap, trap them Caught blood and flesh!"

"Haha~" The Goddess of the Night couldn't help laughing, "It's really simple, but it's a good idea."

Of course she thought of this idea, and the reason why she asked this question was because she didn't have time to do it herself, she was already busy enough with the gods of nature, so she wanted to find a smart person to help her implement this... This is just a mousetrap plan.

Now it seems that this Sandro is such a smart person, enough for her to entrust important tasks.

She smiled and continued to ask: "So, what is the bait of this mousetrap, and what is the thunderbolt next to it?"

Sandro was mesmerized by the smile of the Evernight Goddess, and felt as if a white lotus was slowly blooming in front of him, so he hurriedly lowered his head, only to see the translucent black tulle dress on her body, that The looming charming style hit his heart at once.

In an instant, Sandro heard his heart beating violently, his eyes were dazzled by the beating, and the blood flow in his body was also greatly accelerated, almost like a torrent, and he could even hear the sound of blood flow! He is now filled with a lot of divine power, very young and strong, full of surging vitality.

This body has undergone tremendous changes.

For a moment, he only felt blood boiling all over his body, not to mention thinking about something, it was already very rare to restrain himself from rushing up and throwing down the woman opposite him.

The Evernight Goddess waited for a while, but she didn't get an answer. She just thought that Sandro, like other believers, was disappointed in her heart, but immediately after, she noticed Sandro's strange behavior, she was startled, and then smiled .

The smile on her face became stronger and stronger, and she suddenly thought of a good way to completely control this believer without letting him lose his initiative.

Reaching out to put Sandro's shoulder lightly, she felt the other's body tremble suddenly, and then her hand slipped down, pinching the handle between the other's waist and crotch.

"My beautiful master?" Sandro was trembling all over. This time it was not fear, but excitement. He keenly felt that something that he had only dared to secretly think about was about to happen.

"Tell me what's in your head, don't lie, otherwise, I'll cut it up!" The goddess of the night smiled like a white orchid beside a clear stream in a valley. But it was so pure and fresh that any normal man would go crazy when he saw it.

"I...I...I dare not say it!" Sandro still had some sense, facing the god he deeply revered, how dare he use words to blaspheme.

The goddess of the night didn't get angry, and there was a hint of resentment on her exquisitely beautiful face: "Hey, Sandro, don't you even want to tell me the truth?"

"No, no, no, master, I really don't dare to blaspheme you!" Sandro shouted loudly, with no concentration, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, wishing to show his heart to the other party.

"I believe in you." The Goddess of the Night smiled, the kind of tired smile, this trace of exhaustion is real, she is indeed very tired against the natural god system alone, it is this trace of sincerity that stabbed the mountain Drew's heart.

He knelt down on the ground with a 'plop' and said loudly: "My master, have you encountered any difficulties? Tell me, I will do my best to help you!"

"I treated you like that in the past, why do you still treat me so well?" Netmer raised her hand to caress Sandro's face, she did not use the attitude of domineering uncharacteristically, her face was full of sadness.

"No, no, no, that's what I did wrong. Your punishment is correct and wise. Those punishments are what I deserve, and I deserve it! Oh~~Master, how can I make you smile again?" Sandro He has already lost his mind, and now he is a complete fanatic. If the Evernight Goddess told him to commit suicide on the spot, he would definitely do it without hesitation!

The next moment, he saw the most unbelievable thing in his life. He saw the thin dress on the body of the Lord of the Night whom he feared infinitely was slowly fading away. Unobstructed in front of him.

"This is a reward for your loyalty." The Evernight Goddess's body was slightly suspended in the air, her arms were outstretched, and there was a sense of holiness on her face, as if she was welcoming Sandro.

"I...I!!!" Sandro felt that his body was about to explode, the blood was boiling in his body, and the power was rushing left and right in his body, burning his body It was piping hot, almost steaming.

At the last moment, he still remembers turning his head to look around, only to find that this place is no longer the mountain he was in before, there was an extra house here at some point, and Xuhuo and Xushui disappeared, and there were only him and Evernight Goddess in the house .

"Come on, come on." The Evernight Goddess waved at him, looking at Sandro gently, like a wife who was about to hug her husband.

Sandro swallowed a mouthful of saliva, completely sinking, he jumped on it, moving swiftly like a hungry wolf,

There was a dark cloud and rain in Wushan, and when Sandro woke up again, the Goddess of the Night lightly stroked Sandro's chest and murmured like a dream: "From now on, all warriors in the world belong to you. Will not interfere."

Sandro looked fascinated, he was still greedily enjoying the last lingering, reluctant to leave the body of the Evernight Goddess.

After hearing this, he sighed deeply: "Master, I am yours, and everything about me belongs to you. I will definitely destroy those intruders for you, for sure!"

His goddess has given him the whole world, and he has no regrets.

The Goddess of the Night allowed Sandro to touch her body, and she lay quietly in his arms, quiet and elegant, with a smug look in the depths of her eyes.

This believer has great potential, and if given enough time and some luck, he can definitely ignite the fire with his own wisdom.

When he was in the southern swamp, he forced the God of War to end the sweep of the remnants of the Crimson Land by himself. This is enough to prove his powerful ability. In some respects, his abilities even surpassed the Eyeless Dante sent by the Lord of Darkness before.

Such a peerless talent is for her to use, and she has really earned it by dedicating her wisdom to her.

‘Hmm~ This method is good for attracting talents. Now that there is a shortage of manpower, I happen to use it a few more times. "The goddess of the night thought to herself, she decided to find some more helpers.