Super Golden Eye

Wilder suddenly felt pressured: "My lord, this is not appropriate? After all, you are the real leader. How can I go beyond my power?"

Fang Yang corrected: "What you said is a bit wrong. What is ultra vires? No matter how great a person is, it is impossible to know everything.

The task entrusted to you is done by you. Don't you even have this confidence? "

Huaide quickly said: "My lord, I didn't mean that. I'm just worried that the plan will fail and the adults will be unhappy."

Fang Yang looked at Huaide very seriously: "Huide, I can tell you responsibly, the success of the plan is not the most important thing.

When you make a plan, the first thing you must consider is the safety of all combatants! Minimize casualties as much as possible!

After all, if the plan fails, you can start over again. If there is no life, there will really be no more! "

Huaide was humbly taught: "What the lord said is to make people feel awkward. I will go to discuss with other people, and strive to hand in the complete plan to the adults when I get close to the south coast!"

Fang Yang said with satisfaction: "I believe in your ability! By the way, prepare a dinner for me by the way. In order to be in a hurry, I barely eat all day."

Huaide was a little embarrassed: "I'll let the kitchen prepare dinner and send it to the adults directly?"

Fang Yang knew that if he were there, it would definitely make them feel burdened: "No, please send it directly to the guest room. After eating, I will have a good night's sleep."

Why didn't Huaide understand Fang Yang's thoughts, and personally took Fang Yang to the last cabin, and soon the kitchen prepared four dishes and one soup to deliver.

It wasn't until Fang Yang finished eating that Huaide personally took away the tableware and summoned his own hands to study the action plan in the conference room.

Fang Yang slept well this time. Unlike other monks who practiced since childhood, he still thinks that sleeping is better than meditation.

This time, he slept for a full circle, and when he walked out of the room, someone immediately notified Huaide.

Huaide appeared in front of Fang Yang for the first time: "My lord, do you want to eat something first?"

Fang Yang stretched his waist and said, "Just eat something, when can you arrive? How is your plan and research?"

Huaide replied: "It will take about two days to reach the south coast. The plan has a rough outline, please check it out."

Fang Yang waved his hand: "No hurry, there are still two days left. Some have time to watch and eat first."

After a simple meal, Huaide handed a plan to Fang Yang: "My lord, this is our approximate plan and route."

"Let me see."

Fang Yang took it over and read it carefully. The plan was fairly well-organized. Using the blood clan as the vanguard, taking advantage of their flexibility and speed, he could quickly figure out the situation.

The werewolf echelon followed closely behind, specifically responsible for tackling tough problems and responding. Generally speaking, it is quite satisfactory and there is nothing wrong with it.

Huaide said with some regret: "It's a pity that there is no necromancer, otherwise it would be better to use an army of necromancers as the vanguard. The safety factor will also increase a lot.

It can be seen that Huaide is still very concerned about the lack of manpower allocation, obviously this has affected his plan.

Of course, this is related to the habit of Huaide's ears and eyes since childhood. Necromancers have always occupied an important position in the dark forces.

A very small number of necromancers, as long as they reach the level of a magister, they will definitely have a place in the dark council, without exception!

Fang Yang comforted: "Don't force anything, just try your best. Now we are carrying out the plan, and if we ask for someone from Guro, time is convenient and we are not familiar with the people coming.

If you really want to be reliable, it's better to say, in case it is not reliable, it will affect the whole plan, and it will be more than the loss. "

Huaide was just screaming, and he thought of the situation Fang Yang said: "Sir, don't take it to your heart, I'll just talk about it casually.

Although Necromancers are powerful, to be honest, I am not very optimistic about their group. "

Fang Yang was a little surprised: "Oh? Why? I heard that Necromancers are very popular in the Dark Council?"

Huaide didn't have too much scruples in front of Fang Yang: "My lord, now that I have left the Dark Council, I dare to say that. The Necromancer's problem has been around for a long time.

No one denies the ability of the Necromancer and the bonus of combat power in actual combat. But it is precisely because of excessive exaggeration and interpretation that their mentality has gradually changed.

It is nothing new that it is even unreasonable to take and take and forcibly intervene in various important decisions within the Dark Council.

So, don't look at everyone's respect for the Necromancer on the surface, as for what you think in your heart, it's unclear. "

Fang Yang nodded clearly: "In fact, the development of this matter to the present point is also directly related to the repeated tolerance of the entire Dark Council.

Just imagine, if you stop the show from the very beginning, will it become more and more fierce?

If it is really like what you said, the Dark Council obviously has its own independent organization and its own course of action.

If it really starts to interfere in the important decisions of the Dark Council, then maybe one day, a consensus cannot be reached on a certain decision, and it may cause catastrophe!

At that time, the losses caused by the Necromancer might be even more severe than this time by Dark Wings. "

Huaide sighed: "I also thought about this, but is there any way? Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, and it is impossible to solve the Necromancer's problem quickly."

"The fundamental reason is that the Dark Council is too dependent on the Necromancer, and it has become a habit. This is not easy to change."

Fang Yang doesn't want to say too much about this. After all, he just hangs up a name, but he doesn't want to develop in the West:

"When I get closer to the South Coast, I will meet with the Lord of the Fallen to see if he has any new news. Then I will make the final supplement and plan as well as possible."

Huaide put away the plan in front of him: "Okay, I will study and study with others to see what else needs improvement."

For the next two days, there was nothing special. For safety reasons, I kept diving underwater.

In the evening of the third day, the submarine finally stopped in a submarine atoll area. Huaide Fang Yang said:

"My lord, three nautical miles ahead, you have already entered a sensitive area, and you may be discovered at any time,"

Fang Yang looked at the chart: "Just stop here, I'll go out alone, and I will give you a message later."

After exiting the submarine from the diving port, Fang Yang discerned his direction and directly found a small island, dried his clothes with Yuan Li, and contacted the fallen master:

"I'm on the south coast, coordinates XX, XX, come here as soon as possible."

Less than an hour after the news, Fang Yang was lying leisurely on the beach enjoying the seascape when he heard the roar of airplanes from the sky.

An air-to-air amphibious plane circled the sky for a week and found Fang Yang's figure and immediately landed on the beach.

After the plane stopped, the fallen lord jumped off from above, took a few strides, and arrived in front of Fang Yang: "My lord, if you call me at this time, do you have to do something?"