Patrick is not a fool, on the contrary, he can become a legion's chief manager, and his IQ has always been online. However, because he was in the game, he was led by Little Virgin and Lilith, and he was blinded by his eyes.

After being reminded by Patrick, many things suddenly seemed different, but his deep-rooted suspicion and his previous cognition still shook him a little. Patrick had already taken action, "The realm of water is open!"

"The mysterious water is frozen!" Patrick's habit was Patrick's habit to get the ultimate move up, and his strength had reached the peak of the fourth level. After he had no inch of progress in the field of water, he began to enter the understanding of ice, and he had already vaguely seen the threshold of a higher level.

With the sound of "cracking ~", the shuttle-shaped magic weapon was instantly frozen, but something happened. Patrigo did not give up and immediately released another killer move: "Mist Shadow Kill!"

The boundless mist suddenly appeared in the radius of twenty miles, and a figure appeared silently not far away. Patrick's face suddenly changed, and silent flames appeared on his body.

Patrige waved his hand, and the faint mist disappeared, "Celia, why are you here? What are the instructions of the commander?"

The figure quickly turned into a real body, a human form made of smoke. Patrick's face improved slightly, and a name blurted out: "Daysheep?!"

Banshee is a very special race. Their formation conditions are very harsh. First of all, they must be members of the elves and female elves. After experiencing the massacre of the hell demons, their souls reside in the original world.

Secondly, the souls of these elves cannot be liberated, and gradually become demonized under the influence of negative emotions such as hatred and anger, and fall into resentment over time and become vengeful spirits who like to kill.

Finally, such a vengeful spirit needs to be transformed by at least the sixth level of the necromancer before it can become a banshee.

Banshees are flawed. Anger, hatred, and jealousy are their source of strength, but they are afraid of light. Banshees can only evolve into a day banshee after being improved and able to wake up from the boundless hatred. The day banshee's strength is not much stronger than that of a banshee, but it has many advantages that ordinary banshee cannot have.

For example, the daytime banshee is no longer afraid of using light, and can even take the initiative to enhance or restore strength by absorbing the sun, moon and starlight. They gradually become smarter and are a very alternative undead creature.

The attack method of the Banshee is quite special, and it is their voice, which is somewhat similar to the Hawks and Sirens, or this is the origin of their name. Well, it might be more appropriate to call them the Elf Undead Banshee.

Celia is a day banshee at the demigod level. Even masters of her level cannot easily see through her stealth ability. Patrigue can detect her existence. In addition to being much stronger than her at the peak of the fourth-level strength, she is more of a problem of home court advantage. This lake is Patrigue's field, a field that has been silently unfolding but not activated.

It was not accidental that he could know and react immediately with Patrick's arrival. Everything within a radius of twenty miles could not escape his perception, but this perception would not be done with all his strength.

Celia glanced at Patrick, then turned her eyes to Patrick and bowed respectfully and said: "There was a violent spatial fluctuation reaction before. Lord Morros ordered me to come and investigate the specific situation. Now is a relatively sensitive moment. Lord Uncle does not want any accidents to happen."

Patrick's eyes were set at Patrick, and a faint arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. His twin brother's status in this legion was not as good as his, and someone would stare at him all the time.

Patrige lay lazily there, ate the ice fruit handed over by a big demon beauty, and said carelessly: "Moros, the general manager, has done a good job and has provided a lot of services to us fourth-level strong men, and is doing his best."

"My stupid brother, you have to remember that the general manager is just the general manager, not the master, but the slave, the person who serves us. If we have strong strength, we respect it, and if we have weak strength, we will bully it. No matter how strong you serve you, we have something to say. You can even spank!" Patrick's words made Patrick's face dark, and he was also the general manager of the army.

Celia bowed to Patrigue and said, "There is nothing unusual here for the general. Please forgive me for surrendering. I don't know if this general is passing by or want..."

What do you want? Stay there?

"This is my younger brother, who is here to join me. I will say hello to the commander later, and then I will ask Morros to help build his general's mansion. You can say to him in advance so that you won't be in a hurry." Patrigo's tone seemed to be instructing a slave, but did not cause any adverse reactions from Celia, and he retreated respectfully.

"Are you so humble in the army here?" Patrick's face was full of incredible expression.

"How is it possible? It's just for me. After all, if you are not good, you will be spanked." As he said that, Patrick looked at his younger brother with malicious intentions, causing Patrick to froze.

Seeing his brother's well-behaved look, Patrigo stood up, walked to him, hooked his neck and said with a smile: "My dear brother, you must be clear about something, or common sense, this is a world where the strong are respected. Whether it is a manager or a slave, the position itself does not determine, the strong have the final say."

"Unfortunately, Morros's strength is slightly worse than me, so in front of me, he can only be a slave and let me dispatch it. His subordinates are supervisors, intelligence collectors, and in my opinion they are soldiers who convey orders. Orders are sent from me and he will follow them, that's all." Patrick's words made Patrick's forehead dark, but it seemed that his brother could really drive out such a thing.

"I'll say it again, there is no conclusion between us who is born first and who is born later. Don't call me brother!" Patrick pushed away the brother's brother who kept saying this and hummed unhappily: "At least his position allows him to manage more people, and you, haha."

Patrigo nodded and said, "This position is not useless. With the help of this position, Morros has improved his strength and IQ to the same level."

"Yes, right? I just said that managers are not just a waste of work. If you work, you will get rewards. After all..." Patrick did not continue. As a manager, manager, manage resources, attracting people close to you, suppressing and alienating you, and asking for more benefits for yourself. It is actually very simple. You can become the number one master under the command of the third army, and these resources make a great contribution.

Patrigo nodded and said, "The strength of our army is much stronger than you. There are nearly thirty strong people in just four sessions, and half of them are promoted by me in one hand. Morros is among the top three in all fourth-level strong people. His qualifications and potential are not below me, and even his mind can rank around fifth. Well, I'm talking about before the army selects the general manager."

Patrick nodded slightly, with the top three in strength, excellent qualifications and Patrick tied for first place, and his mind was also at the forefront. Such a person is indeed his strong rival.

Wait, something seems something is wrong. Patrick said that this is before and after the selection of the general manager? It seems that the strength and mind have improved to the same level. Is the mind better? Patrick does not think that the position of the general manager will be of great help to improve the mind, so...

A faint arc appeared on the corner of Patrigue's mouth: "Did you figure it out? Yes, Morros's potential is still very great now, although it is definitely among the top three as before. His strength and mind are almost the top five. To be precise, his strength is fifth!"

"This, this..." Patrick was a little unacceptable, and when he saw the proud expression on his brother-in-law's face that could not be concealed by any means, he immediately realized that all this was his work.

But why did he do this? Is it just to suppress the rival Morros who might pose a threat to him?

"If the commander was trapped in wartime and could not escape, and the general manager had insufficient prestige, who would lead the army?" Patrick started from his own experience and devouring the general was not a qualified commander. The person who really commanded the battle and gave orders should be himself. Put himself in his shoes. If he had insufficient prestige, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"The chief manager is just a person responsible for coordinating resource management and logistics, and has something to do with commanding operations and issuing orders? This kind of big thing is naturally done by me, the alternate agent." Patrick completely exposed his ambitions, and at the same time made Patrick understand that his brother's vision is higher than himself and he sees farther than himself.

"My stupid brother, don't bow down to others and be a slave, even if this person is stronger than yourself, otherwise he will become your inner demon and will not even be able to advance smoothly before defeating the inner demon." Patrick said earnestly: "It is okay to be a subordinate, but not a slave. The position of the general manager is not as decent as you imagine. It is not wrong to be the commander of your own people, and he is also the commander's slave, and has been stamped with the mark of others."

"You'd better expect the general to be broad-minded and tolerate you standing at the same height as him. Otherwise, you will only have the hope of advancing to level 5 when he advances again or dies completely." Patrick's words stunned Patrick for a moment, and an incredible dark color appeared on his face: "This is so possible?!"
Chapter completed!