Quadruple split.

Chapter 783 Slightly Aggressive
Although it is clear that Huo Yanyang has won many battles and victories under the guidance of Hei Fan, for the vast majority of the elders present, it was the first time they had heard of the extremely concise and clear 'battle report' just now. Needless to say, it was shocking.

You must know that everyone here is very aware of how harmful those Whispering Cultists are. Even the most conceited people have to admit that those blasphemers are indeed very powerful, and they can get six against those hateful and terrifying opponents. The record of winning all [-] games can even be said to be a complete victory is simply a myth for them.

And the creator of that myth is right in front of them.

The old acquaintance of the young apprentice, High Priest Mondo Pan, a priest from the Union of Holy Churches.

No one knows how he accomplished all this. You must know that in a battle of this scale, even if there is a genius who can lead everyone to win, it is almost impossible to suppress the battle damage to such an unimaginable level. the point.

Zero deaths!
Even if the battle scenes that Mo Tan and Huo Yanyang have come into contact with will not be very big, at most it is just a small-scale encounter with less than [-] people from both sides, but no matter how you think about it, such a thing as zero casualties makes people feel too much. Fantastic.

For a while, the conference room that was quite noisy just now was silent, but the eyes that focused on Mo Tan quietly became hot.

"Although my junior's words just now don't have much moisture in them, I still hope that everyone will not have too many expectations of me."

Mo Tan smiled reservedly, looked down at the sand table in front of him that had been smeared intricately in the past few minutes, and said in a flat tone: "It's not unnecessary modesty, but the things I obtained with Huo Yanyang earlier The victory actually has no weight. After all, the attack intentions of those cultists were not very firm at the time, and they lacked unified command and dispatch. In this case, as long as a series of advantages and tactics including geographical advantage are used to a certain , It is not difficult to win."

Crome twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to make his expression less rigid: "That's what I said, but your victory is not a complete victory at all, but a complete victory where no one died! A total of sixty-eight complete victories!"

"This is closely related to the 'advantage' I mentioned earlier. After all, according to my observations, although the strength of those cultists is weird, their occupational ratio is very serious. Among them, there are three types of thieves, warriors, and warlocks. The number of offensive occupations accounts for almost [-]% or more, in other words, they are very prone to a lot of battle damage due to the scarcity of healing occupations, but we are completely different with a large number of shaman priests."

Mo Tan explained in simple terms from a very objective point of view, then raised his head and smiled: "So as long as the method is used properly, it is actually not too difficult to achieve the so-called 'complete victory', but"

Having said that, he paused for a moment, his calm, soft and featureless eyes slowly swept across the faces of every elder present.
"I do have something I can do, so if everyone is willing to give a little trust, I will do my best to help Su Mier get through this difficult time."

Mo Tan briefly summed up what he said above, his face was as calm as water, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

And all the elders looked at Mondo Pan in unison after exchanging glances for a few seconds.

The latter also understood, and immediately turned to Mo Tan and asked: "Then little friend Black Fan, what do you mean by 'a little trust'? Judging from the current situation, we old bones are already very cooperative with you." .”

"But that's not enough"

Mo Tan narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly raised two fingers: "I need you to promise me two more conditions."

Crom, who was just like a fiery monkey just now, nodded very calmly: "Let's listen."

"First of all, I need the entire Sumer side to fully obey my command for the next period of time, and unconditionally implement every one of my instructions and arrangements, including some that may make you doubt or simply feel unreasonable, but I did not Enough time to explain the content."

Mo Tan picked up a white chess piece and squeezed it lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Including all the elders here, if necessary, I will even ask you to play in person."

The elders looked at each other in blank dismay. In the end, Mondo Pan skipped the topic on behalf of everyone and continued to ask, "Then what is your second condition?"

"It's simple."

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows, sat back on the chair again, and then raised his index finger to lightly stick to the center of his upper lip: "If we win, I hope that you can give Su Mir the benefit without hurting Su Mir's own interests. The outside world conceals that I am the leader of the Sumer side of this war."

Planna blinked in surprise: "Including the Holy Church Union?"

"Yes."

Mo Tan nodded emphatically, and emphasized, "Including the Holy Church Union to which I belong."

The benevolent Prophet of the Earth looked at Mo Tan with great interest, and said doubtfully, "I'm curious why you put forward such a condition. In my impression, a young man in his twenties like you should very much hope to get all kinds of benefits. To be honest, even us old bones think so when you are your age, and if you help Sumir win this war by yourself, then you will definitely get Unimaginable reputation, you must know that blasphemers who worship evil gods are public enemies of the mainland."

"Yes, although many people are reluctant to help."

Gail next to him shrugged, spread his hands and said, "But if we do win the final victory, those who are turning a blind eye to Sumir right now will send praises and applause as if they just recovered their brains a second ago, although that is not the case. It's of no use."

Mo Tan smiled slightly: "I think so. After all, there is no price to pay for speaking beautifully, but personally, being a hero is a burden."

Crom stared at him dumbfounded: "You don't want to be a hero?"

"Of course I don't want to be a hero."

Mo Tan nodded affirmatively without thinking, with pure and undisguised exhaustion in his eyes: "If possible, my biggest wish is to be an ordinary person, an ordinary person who is relaxed enough and leisurely enough, not that kind of Heroes who have had a great life and end up in the history books or something like that."

Crom seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Prana with a relatively mild gravity totem.

"You seem to have an unspeakable secret that we can't imagine, child."

Purana looked at Mo Tan softly, and said softly: "But we are willing to respect your choice."

Mo Tan laughed: "In other words, the elders are willing to agree to these two willful conditions."

"Not so much as willing to promise you"

The pot-headed Gail sighed, and said with a dry smile: "It's better to say that we really can't think of another way. The Holy Church Union, which was called for nearly half a year, is unwilling to move, and the strength of those blasphemers has increased out of thin air. Nearly halfway through, if this continues, even if we still want to grit our teeth like before, we may be rushed to the main peak at any time, any day, so we might as well trust you once."

Mengdo Pan also nodded, and said with a smile to Mo Tan: "Even if you don't believe in shamanism, you are completely a guest to Su Mir, and you are actually an outsider if you are born, but I am willing to believe that Yan Yang strongly respects you." For you, Priest Heifan, if you can really help Sumir out of the predicament this time, we will be your personal and eternal allies."

"But the ugly words are up front, if you easily defeat those blasphemers"

Crome narrowed his sharp gray eyes dangerously, and stared at Mo Tan.

"Then, I can guarantee that my corpse will remain on the final battlefield that can determine the outcome."

Mo Tan interrupted him lightly, and said with a smile: "This is not a valuable promise, but it is already the highest price I can personally pay."

"very good."

"So."

"In that case."

"In the name of the spirit of the ancestors—"

All the elders stood up unanimously, and drew a character with dim light on their chests. Then, under the leadership of Mengdo Pan, they turned to Mo Tan with a solemn expression and said in unison: "Before the dust settles, with us The Council of Elders is at the head, and everyone in the Holy Mountain Sumer will follow your instructions."

ten minutes later
The huge command room became empty again, only Mo Tan and Yi Zuo remained here.

"senior."

The half-dragon female knight put the freshly brewed tea by Mo Tan's hand, then took a half step back nervously, opened her mouth hesitantly, but didn't say a word.

"Huha~ Thank you."

Mo Tan stretched his waist, then rubbed his forehead tiredly, took two sips of the tea at hand, leaned on the chair in a daze for a long time before realizing that the other party's expression was a bit wrong, and said with a light smile: "What's the matter?" ?”

Yizuo pursed her lips, then shook her head slightly, and whispered: "It's nothing, just"

Then there is no text.

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly. There is no one else here now. It would be of great help if you could relax."

Mo Tan looked at the girl in front of him who looked more like a "guardian knight" than a "guardian knight" with some amusement, shrugged and said: "Even if you are a senior, we are also friends of the same generation. adapted."

Yizuo was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously bowed at ninety degrees: "I'm sorry, senior! I was wrong!"

"I just want you to relax."

Mo Tan couldn't help laughing, waved his hands and said, "I'm not blaming you, sit down."

Yizuo nodded, and sat in the position of the great prophet Puranna not long ago, then took a deep breath, paused for a long time before lowering his head and whispering: "I just think that you, senior, are not the same as usual. .”

"Oh, you said that."

Mo Tan smiled nonchalantly, and while leaning forward to write dense marks on the sand table, he said casually: "I haven't been the same as before these two days, you should have already seen it Ah, by the way, where do you think I am different from before?"

Yizuo nodded slightly, and was silent for a while before replying: "Senior feels very sharp to me now."

"Sharp"

Mo Tan wrote the last footnote at the location of Whispering City, then put down the quill, shook his head with a wry smile: "You are really good at talking."

As a result, the girl in front of her waved her hand vigorously for the first time, and said softly, "Ah, I'm not complimenting you!"

Mo Tan: "."

"No, no, I didn't mean that, senior."

It was only then that Yizuo realized that what he said just now seemed a bit inappropriate, his face flushed and he shook his head, adding: "I'm just a little worried, worried about you"

"Worried that I will make mistakes in combat due to personal emotional reasons, lose my way in the ever-changing battle situation, and make irreparable mistakes?"

Mo Tan calmly finished the second half of Yizuo's unspoken sentence, and while looking at the two groups of black chess pieces on the sand table that were not too close together as if distracted, he said in a brisk tone: "If you If you are worried about these things, then think too much. Although I am indeed about to usher in the biggest battle in my life, but through observation during this period, it is obvious that the one in charge of the layout or command among those cultists is A very, very easy-to-understand person, in other words, easy to deal with."

Although Yizuo didn't know why her senior made such a judgment, she still understood what she said, and quickly said, "But we still don't know what the purpose of those cultists is."

"Yes, we really don't know their purpose."

Mo Tan smiled, and carefully sipped the tea that nearly scalded himself to death just now: "But that's not important anymore, because no matter what they want to do, they can't do without the 'Main Peak of Sumir' and 'Time'." 'These two key points, and now that the other batch of the enemy, that is, the last batch of combat power has been exposed, I will not give them any more time and a chance to attack the main peak of Sumir."

After listening carefully, Yizuo suddenly laughed, and said with a smile: "Although I still prefer the way seniors were before, since you think the current rhythm is okay, I can rest assured."

"Hehe, I just feel lucky now"

Mo Tan gave a wry smile, and sighed softly: "Fortunately, what is about to usher in is a game on the strategic level, not a competition on the tactical level. Otherwise, my current state is quite prone to problems."

Yizuo tilted his head and asked curiously, "What's the difference between the two?"

"At least for me there is, after all, if it is a strategy"

Mo Tan made a grimace that wasn't funny at all, staring at the layer of warm mist on the teacup with ecstasy, he let out a breath, and there seemed to be two flaming flames in the depths of his eyes.
"Even if it's a little aggressive, it shouldn't be a problem."

Seven hundred and seventieth chapters: the end

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