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At the border of the Tali River Basin, in front of a mountain wall in the huge sea of trees, at the entrance of a huge black cave, there is a circular puddle on the ground, forming a small lake, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the sky outside. // Baidu Search See
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More than a dozen figures stood or squatted by the small lake without saying a word. These people were all wearing black robes and kept a vigilant distance from other people around them. At the same time, most cities and counties were still looking at the entrance of the cave.
Leaning on the man in red robe sitting on the ground.
"We have been waiting for two days. I only have five days off this time. If I don't go back, I might be suspected." A woman squatting by the puddle frowned and asked, "Isn't the purple-eyed leader here yet?"
"Wait a moment, it should be about this time." Another person replied in a low voice. "That Turin has already gone out to pick up people."
The woman fell silent and simply walked aside to practice meditation with her eyes closed.
Time passed slowly, and it was noon outside. The wind at the entrance of the cave became louder and louder, with a faint howling like a ghost.
The whistling sound slowly woke up all the wizards who were meditating with their eyes closed.
"Here we come." I don't know who said it.
The wizard standing at the entrance of the cave looked far into the woods.
Among the dark green woods, two figures are slowly approaching here, walking through the woods.
No one said anything anymore. All the squatting people stood up and looked at the person in front of them who came over.
This man was dressed in a black robe, with long dark red hair that could not be hidden behind him, and his fluorescent red eyes stared back indifferently and calmly. But what attracted more people's attention was that between the fingers of this man's left hand.
A purple eye-shaped ring.
"It seems he has purple eyes." A deep voice sounded from the crowd.
Angelet walked in front of Turin, observing the wizards at the entrance of the Blue Gold Cave attentively.
Information and information slowly flowed through my mind, corresponding to the identities of the wizards standing here.
He walked slowly to the entrance of the cave and stood there, looking around.
"I'm glad that you all can take the initiative to gather here today. As a leader who has been entrusted with important tasks by the superiors. Although I think I am not strong enough to fully lead everyone, but..." Angelet paused, "I am in a good position to ensure that the plan is going smoothly.
I’ll consider it and hope everyone will cooperate.”
No one said anything immediately. It seemed that everyone was waiting for someone else to answer first.
The entrance to the cave behind where more than a dozen people were standing looked into the cave, which was pitch black and could not see anything. A stream of cold wind surged out from the cave, adding a faint chill to the entire scene.
Angelet stopped talking: "If you have anything to say, please bring it up. If not, then I will arrange instructions for everyone in accordance with the rules and regulations."
"Wait a minute." As soon as he finished speaking, someone came out.
This is a man wearing a red robe. He is thin and skinny, but his eyes are glowing with a strange purple color. The wide red robe is draped around him, like a child wearing adult clothes.
"I want to ask a question." The man looked at Angelet in a low voice.
"Are you Blood Bedoria? Please ask." Angelet's expression remained unchanged.
Bedolia chuckled: "What I want to ask is, what kind of treatment will we receive if we fail to complete your instructions."
Angelet glanced at the others, with a smile on his face: "I will never give out random instructions that are not in everyone's interests, or instructions that no one can complete. Of course, those of us gathered here should all know some inside stories.
.The changes of the times cannot be violated by individual strength and will. This is why we are gathered here. As long as everyone does not go against me, I will naturally safeguard the interests of everyone."
"In addition, if something unexpected happens, you have to follow the rules and regulations." Ange listed his left hand and showed the purple eye ring on his finger. "This ring is my evidence as the leader. I own it."
These members are deprived of their rights and status. So if there is any big mistake, and if any of you blatantly disobey instructions, don’t blame me for following the rules."
Angelet sneered: "I think everyone knows what will happen if you are deprived of your identity and qualifications when you know the secrets of the organization."
"Of course we know this. We will be hunted down completely or turned into a puppet." A middle-aged witch replied in a low voice, "So according to the standards, what kind of situation is what you call a big leak?"
Angelet's eyes immediately fell on Bedolia in front of him. "This requires everyone to restrain their behavior in the future. Anything that hinders the launch of the plan is prohibited by me."
After a pause, he continued: "On the road in Turin, he casually killed a group of bandits and a convoy that was surrounded by bandits. I have no objection to this. But I hope you will try not to use such drastic means to handle affairs in the future.
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"Oh? Then how should we deal with it?" Turin stood up from behind Angele and asked with a chuckle.
Angelet glanced at him. "You can pretend to be a good person who kills bandits and hates evil forces. You can also pretend to be a powerful person who happens to be passing by to intimidate them. But if you kill everyone at will, you are pushing yourself.
To be the opposite of everyone. This is quite stupid behavior."
"It seems that it is indeed my fault." Turin chuckled and bowed slightly. "I will definitely pay attention next time."
"That's good." Angelet nodded and turned his eyes to Bedolia in front of him.
The man in red robe looked calm at this time, watching him quietly.
"The other one is Bedolia. Among us, you are the one who makes the most noise." Angelet looked at him, not avoiding the eyes of this powerful bloody man. "As a wizard, we are more
Your focus should be on the pursuit of strength and self-improvement. Meaningless killing will drag you into the abyss of revenge from which you will be unable to extricate yourself."
"I have my own way of doing things." Bedolia replied calmly.
"Such random killings would be detrimental to our covert plans."
"You think you can order me? I never need others to tell me what to do." Bedoria narrowed his eyes. "Or do you think I don't dare to kill you?" A thick bloody liquid slowly emerged from the surface of his robe.
When he came out, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in red mist. His eyes radiated purple-red light. A terrifying and huge sense of depression spread out in all directions.
call...
With Bedolia as the center, the huge pressure formed a whirlwind and slowly spread.
"I didn't think I was giving you an order just now. I was just telling you how to be a real wizard." Angelet said calmly.
Tsk!! Bedoliya raised his hand.
A red light flashed between the two people, and instantly condensed into a red cross sword.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Angele, hanging on the tip of his nose, drawing traces of blood.
"Are you trying to teach me how to be a human being?" Bedoria's voice turned gloomy. A cold murderous intention slowly emerged from him.
Angelet's face was expressionless. "I just said what I wanted to say. You have two choices, kill me. Or obey me."
Bedoliya pointed at Angele, and slowly moved his eyes away, falling on the purple ring between his fingers.
With a swish, the blood-red cross sword instantly dissipated and turned into a ball of blood that merged into his robe. A gentle smile immediately appeared on Bedolia's face.
"How dare I kill you? You are the real person in power who leads us to complete the plan on behalf of the higher-ups. You have the purple eyes that deprive us of our identity rights. No matter how ignorant I am of flattery, I will never have trouble with you, right?
"
"It's best if you think so." Angelet didn't care about the cut on the tip of his nose, with a smile on his face. "After all, if you kill me, you have to bear the anger from the top. Of course, in this case,
If you are deprived of your identity and rights by me, the higher-ups will also send people out to clean up any omissions that may leak secrets. I guess no one would want to clean up those who make such omissions, right?"
"This is natural." Bedoria stood beside Angele and took up a position on Turin's side to show his temporary submission.
"Did I ask you to stand over?" Angelet's tone suddenly changed and he stared at Bedolia coldly.
"You!" The expression on Bedoria's face froze. He stared intently into Angele's eyes, his face darkened, and a faint murderous intent filled the space between the two of them.
Angelet calmly raised the ring. "It seems that I need to exercise my rights."
"I'm sorry, chief." A smile appeared on Bedolia's face again, he raised his right hand, and a red light flashed with a sneer.
His entire right palm fell directly to the ground, and blood continued to surge and roll around the broken wrist, but not a trace of blood flowed out.
Bedoliya's expression did not change.
"This is the price for offending you, please forgive me."
Only then did Angelet smile again. "Bedolia, what are you doing? Even if you cut off your wrist, you will damage part of your energy. There is no need for the misunderstanding to go so far. I'm not that stingy.
Are you right?"
"Hey, that subordinate is being reckless." Bedoria picked up his right hand and stood beside Angele.
Most of the others were not so crazy. After learning the real situation, these people came over on their own initiative and expressed their sincere submission to Angele. Except for the two unpredictable Turin and Bedoria, the others
Most people are willing to obey Angelet's leadership.
After all, they haven't surpassed Angelet's strength.
"Since Lord Bedolia is willing to obey your arrangement, we naturally have no objection."
"As Ziyan, obeying your reasonable request is the purpose of our coming here."
"It's a pity that there are always people who want to challenge your rights and status. I don't know the depth of it."
Amidst the crowd of approval, a cold voice suddenly emerged.
The crowd's voice suddenly dropped. A figure wearing a black silver-rimmed robe walked out.
The figure pulled off the hood, revealing a beautiful woman with a mature and gorgeous appearance. There was a faintly seductive and charming look between the woman's brows.
"If I were the leader, I wouldn't be as magnanimous as you. Black sheep like Bedolia would have been cleared out by orders long ago." She made no secret of her disgust for Bedolia.
"It's you, Laila!" Bedoria seemed to recognize this woman. Her eyes were very strange. Instead of looking at this woman, she kept scanning the surrounding environment, as if she was looking for something vigilantly.
"Where are your little cuties? Why didn't you bring them over?"
Laila smiled. "Of course I brought it with me. Otherwise, how could I dare to show up in front of you?"
Angelet glanced at Turin, Laila, and Bedoria.
He vaguely noticed that after Laila revealed her identity, the other wizards present seemed to be in awe of her. It seemed that this woman was much stronger than the others in terms of identity and strength. This woman was also one of the few whose details he had not found.
One of the figures of intelligence.
"Then, let's talk about my arrangements." Angelet clapped his hands and drew attention to himself. "We who came to the party today must have agreed to gather into a small group, and the person in charge will be Lai
Ms. La, as well as Turin and Bedolia are responsible for the three people. I believe that you are not simple people in your own territory, and the resources and rights you control are extraordinary, so the intelligence part will be consolidated into Laila's hands and sorted out.
Then leave it to me. Bedollia and Turin are responsible for cooperating with your troops. They must integrate a powerful force that can be mobilized at any time. The form of the troops is mainly elites, and there is no need for the weak to be cannon fodder. I hope everyone can contribute something.
I will exchange the proportion of the strength contribution of elite subordinates as dispatched strength according to the mission points."
What Angelet means is to pull out some elite strong men from everyone and rebuild a top strong force that can be deployed at any time. Everyone's efforts will be exchanged for mission points in the Black Witch Tower.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone below began to think carefully about the pros and cons.
Although they all want to attach themselves to top forces like the Black Witch Tower and gain a chance to survive in the coming troubled times, if they foolishly pay too much, they will become useless cannon fodder later on. This is what everyone is worried about.
How to grasp this degree is the key.
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