On this day, the goddess of night was in a very good mood because the sun could not shine on her Eternal Night Palace under the heavy fog.

The surrounding environment is hazy, cold and wet, and only a little darkness is almost perfect.

She was in a comfortable mood, and with the crazy night with Sandru last night, she got up late. It was already past eight o'clock in the morning. She was still lying on her big bed that had spent countless golden ivory decorations, imagining a bright future.

"There is only a small part of the Southeast Alliance left in the mainland. In a few years, I will be able to conquer this world. By then, Luo Lin, you will be too late to come again. In fact, it is too late now. You are also unlucky. You are framed by the flow of time and time in this time. I have been given so much time for nothing."

Now, she is the Queen of Night and owns the Kingdom of Night. There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers, strong soldiers and horses, and nearly fifty masters of overlord level. The trend has been achieved.

Don't underestimate these overlord masters. Although the Queen of the Night believes that in the case of one-on-one, one-on-two or even one-on-three, Luo Lin should be able to defeat such masters, but these masters are no longer the kind of ants that can be kneaded at will. They need to spend a certain amount of energy to deal with. Surrounded by the army, as long as they are entangled by three such masters, Luo Lin will undoubtedly die.

"Even if you come, you will be alone. Haha, I can't wait to know the miserable appearance of you being stepped on by me after you failed."

For tens of thousands of years, Knightmel has experienced dozens of god battles, and this time it is the most embarrassing and depressing, and is always suppressed. Although she hates Rollin to the core, she has to admit that this young and powerful god is the most powerful and challenging god she has encountered in her life.

"I will not only receive the reward of the Lord of Darkness against such an opponent, but also a huge improvement for myself. Maybe I will go a step further."

The powerful god goes further and becomes immortal. Even the goddess of night cannot control this huge temptation. She only feels that if she can really enter the realm of immortality, she will definitely get unparalleled joy.

"I really hope this day will come soon."

Before we knew it, time passed, and at this time, a ray of sunlight finally pierced the thick fog. After many reflections, it entered Knightmel's bedroom.

"Disgusting thing!" The beautiful mood of the goddess of night was slightly destroyed. She sat up from the bed, stretched her naked body without any cover, exposing every wonderful part of her body to the air. Then she stood up and took the robe beside her and draped it on her body.

Feeling a little hungry, she shouted: "Meridan~Meridan~Where is my breakfast?"

The door was immediately pushed open, and a beautiful boy with a peach blossom face walked in with a plate. His steps were extremely light, like a cat, extremely fast and extremely steady. He soon arrived in front of Knightmel: "Master, your breakfast."

"Well, let's start." Knightmel sat down on the recliner beside the bed. The dining plate was placed on the table aside. The young man Meridan skillfully cut the food on the plate with both hands and fed it to Knightmel's mouth.

Another servant walked in with a zither in his arms and walked quietly to the corner of the room. After a while, quiet music came out, and it filled the air in the room like silk and fog.

It is not enough to have food and happiness, and someone needs to serve the body.

Two young men as handsome as Meridan came in, knelt on the left and right sides of Knightmel, and massaged her body with both hands.

Knightmel sat lazily on the lounge chair, his eyes half-closed, enjoying the services of these carefully selected beautiful boys, and felt his mind empty and his whole body was comfortable and comfortable.

While she was enjoying it, her ears suddenly moved and she heard some unusual movements.

These movements immediately outlined a picture in her mind: ‘The city defense officer strode into the palace, his steps were rapid and messy, gasping for breath, and sweat dripping from him. Even so, he was still running quickly. His heart was very confused and anxious, and something big seemed to have happened.’

Knightmel knew this city defense officer, and the other party guarded the east gate. He was also a good master himself, a strong man selected from the Night Divine Guard.

Although his martial arts talent is not very good, this person has a very stable mind. What kind of big things happened that will make him panic?

‘It would be him who would go to the east gate when he went to the military camp, right?’ Knightmel's heart burst into pieces, and a premonition of unknown feeling arose in his heart.

In the Kingdom of Night, everyone else can have something wrong, but Sandru can't!

In the past twenty years, as the Queen of the Night, she used her powerful force to shock the world. This is the premise for the rise of the Kingdom of the Night, but the person who truly built the now-magnificent Kingdom of the Night is Sandru.

She can enjoy this so much now, it can be said that she is all thanks to Sandru's busy work, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Sandru is the pillar of the Kingdom of Night.

If something happened to him, the Queen of the Night would hardly imagine the consequences.

At this moment, the city defense officer had already run to the third floor of the palace. He ran straight towards her bedroom regardless of etiquette. When he arrived at the door, he almost staggered in.

As soon as he came in, regardless of the situation, the city defense officer lay on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, something happened to General Sandru!"

The premonition was verified, and Knightmel felt a storm in his heart, but she was a powerful god and had very strong mental control, so there was no expression on her face: "Tell me clearly?"

The city defense officer gasped. He ran all the way over and was really exhausted: "We received a report that there was a big conflict outside the city, so I sent guards to check it out, and I saw the general's body."

"Where is the corpse?" Knightmel still held the last glimmer of hope in his heart. As long as the corpse is intact, a trace of soul will be left even if it is damaged. With this ray of power, she should be able to rescue Sandru. She knew that Sandru was wearing divine iron battle armor, and the corpse was very likely to be complete.

The city defense officer hurriedly said: "The general's body has been sent here, it will only last ten minutes at most, but it's just."

"Just what?!" Knightmel's eyebrows stood up, and the gentle aura that had been before disappeared without a trace, and a violent evil aura burst out suddenly.

The city defense officer was frightened and the beautiful boys around him were also scared and their faces were pale. The city defense officer swallowed: "The general's head was cut off, but it was not found."

"What!" The last glimmer of hope in Knightmel's heart was shattered.

Who is this? He is so cruel? He did it so thoroughly! Who is this?

"Is there any news about the assassin?"

"No. The assassin ran away, and General Sandrew's guards were all gone. Only a few deep horse's hoof marks were left on the road at the scene, at least ten centimeters deep. This is not something that ordinary war horses can kick out. This shows that the assassin has a good horse."

Hearing this, Knightmel was already sneering: "It's not just a good horse, it should be a magic horse."

Leaving a hoof print of ten centimeters deep on the compacted road, how could a van horse have such power? Only a divine horse transformed by divine blood can do it. In this world, the one with divine nature is Rollin.

"Rollin, Luolin, are you finally here? But why don't you come directly at me? Why do you, a coward who is not a germinates, deal with a mortal!"

Knightmel only felt an irrepressible flame in her heart turbulently. She was extremely angry, but she had nowhere to vent, because Rollin must have run away and could not catch up with her, so she felt extremely frustrated.

Now that Sandru is dead, she has lost one of her best arm, she suddenly feels that her control of the Kingdom of Night has dropped by at least half.

What should she do next? Knightmel, who was confused, couldn't think of a clue for a moment.

"No, my heart is in chaos, I have to calm down. Anger will only make me make mistakes, and the damn guy will find the flaws. I have to calm down!" She kept reminding herself in her heart.

"You guys are all out, I need quiet now!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone was so arrogant that they didn't dare to breathe, and left the queen's bedroom with slight hands.

When the door was closed, Knightmel finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He slapped the wooden table where the dining plate was previously placed. The platform made of thick silver silk wood shook slightly, and then turned into countless powders.

Her heart also became clear with this blow: "Rolin, do you want me to get angry, right? No, I will never let you do what you want. I will conquer the Southeast Alliance and unify the world, and you have only one person. What can you do if you are strong alone? Just wait for death!"

The next day.

Knightmel buried General Sandru with a grand funeral. She used pure gold to build Sandru's cut head and raised the city people to attend Sandru's funeral. She announced that in January, she could not play any instruments in the city, could not marry, could not have funerals, and could not eat meat. Someone violated the situation and executed the entire clan!

On the third day after the funeral, the Queen of Night personally wore armor and led nearly 300,000 elite soldiers and 500,000 logistics troops to the south of the mainland.

"Let the entire Southeast Alliance be buried with General Sandrew!" Knightmel shouted such a murderous slogan.

As the news came out, everyone in the southeast of the mainland was frightened, and countless people went to sea to flee. The city lords of the Southeast Alliance were even more anxious as ants on a hot pan. Although they were busy preparing to fight, everyone had a look of despair on their faces.

No one is optimistic about the outcome of this war. They resisted not because they wanted to win, but just were unwilling to accept it.

Just when the mainland was shrouded in the dark clouds of war, Luo Lin rented a merchant ship from Miluo City, walked down the Miluo River, went east out of the sea, and headed towards the coral islands, the easternmost part of the sea. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!