Robben smiled and pulled out the tickling hand on Rosie's lower abdomen, hugged her gently, and kissed Rosie's slightly opened red lips affectionately, "Losie, I miss you so much this month..."

Rosie, who had been trying her best to resist Rosie's "harassment" but was disarmed by a sentence and her body softened. Rosie was about to look up, but Rosie's soft arms were hooked around her neck.

"Kiss it again..." Luo Xi had a red glow on his face and his eyes were full of passion.

Robben was naturally not as respectful as he was obedient. In the end, Robben, who was so excited, had a premonition of the crisis. If he didn't leave, he would have to wait for Crick to come to catch the person in anger. He quickly tilted his head and took a few breaths, and pushed Robben out of the tent without looking back.

After scratching his head, Robben felt a little helpless. The sweet little couple are now sneaking because of some things... What is this?

However, thinking of Robben's expression of wanting to refuse but still waiting, Robben couldn't help but feel his mind. This girl who was extremely young at the time was now becoming more and more moved by her heart.

After jumping out of bed, Robben quickly checked his life. After confirming that there was no shortage of supplies for midnight snacks, he looked at the sky outside, tidied up his clothes, and walked out.

The Pioneer Battalion was stationed by the lake this time. Although it was far away from the enemy, the loose garrisoning position arrangement still seemed very arrogant and careless. Robben slowly walked a long way along the lake and found that the soldiers were also negligent and involuntarily affected by the current relaxed atmosphere.

All this has a direct relationship with Crick's changes. In the past, I'm afraid she would never give such an order. She must have stationed on the high ground by the lake, and set up a defensive formation, and divided the troops to echo the main formation, forming a horn.

Robben was thinking about the possibility of something while walking, but after walking a long time, he still had no idea what to do.

When I looked up, it was already late, night had already fallen, and the lake in the dark was quieter. The scattered Pioneer Battalion did not have an orderly patrol team. Everything was extremely quiet, only the bright flames along the lakeside of the army showed a somewhat active atmosphere.

Turning around and starting to walk back, Robben did not return to his residence, but went straight to Creek's resting place by the lake.

Rosie was fully armed and stood straight like a javelin after Crick's sleeping tent. Seeing Robben walking over with a swagger, his face suddenly turned strange.

"You...why are you stupid guys here?" Seeing Robben approaching and walking straight to him, Robben immediately became extremely nervous, said in a low voice, and waved his hand to ask Robben to leave immediately.

Robben suppressed his smile and came closer, looked at Losi lustfully, "My wife, I..."

Luo Xi looked embarrassed, "You... go quickly! Lord God of War will find out."

Robben still laughed, patted Rosie on the shoulder, and said in a big way: "Soldier, you are very responsible, stand your post. I have something to discuss with Lord God of War."

"Ah?" Rosie's face collapsed. He took Roben back, staring at Roben and asked in a stern voice, "What are you, a fool, saying? When is this? Lord God of War has rested. What have you been doing during the day!?"

Robben sighed and thought to himself where is the woman...

"I said, sir, I'm preparing supper for you and accompanying you during the day...

"Well..." Losi was speechless and muttered, "then...that shouldn't be. He shouldn't be here to find Lord God of War at this time. He will disturb her rest."

"You two are so tired of it for a while, and I can rest better." Creek's voice sounded softly behind Losi.

Losi was shocked and stood up straight again. When he turned around, he saw that Crick had stood behind him at some point. He looked at him expressionlessly.

He hurriedly let go of Robben, and Rosie was extremely nervous. "God of War. I'm very sorry, I was going to drive him away immediately!"

"Ah... is that?" Crick's eyebrows trembled, and no matter how he looked at the words "Don't believe" on his face, "I thought you were not driving him away, but going with him."

"I... I will never forget my accusations!" Losi said loudly.

Robben was helpless, "God of War. I have something to discuss with you, see how you look..." Looking at Creek, Creek was dressed neatly and had no intention of rest at all. "I don't think he would disturb your rest too much."

Crick smiled softly, "Okay, it's great to have someone to chat with you on this quiet night."

This was not what Crick said. Robben looked over carefully, but Crick had turned around and walked back.

"Soldier, you performed very well!" Before Robben followed, he did not forget to turn around and talk to Lossi with a smile.

Luo Xi puffed up her cheeks in annoyance, "I'll call you good-looking later."

"I'll wait... don't break your promise. Don't run away after you get off this shift..." As Rosie was about to kill, Robben disappeared in front of Crick's sleeping tent with a smile.

"Sit down."

Crick lit the oil lamp, pointed at the table casually, and leaned on the chair, habitually put his feet on the table.

To be honest, no matter how many times I saw this scene, Robben felt that this beautiful woman was actually a real tomboy!

Looking at the small oil lamp that looked like beans on the table, Robben couldn't help but say, "God of War, I think there is a magic light source here, click this... After a long time, the smell will not smell so good.

Crick snorted, "I think this thing tastes more, do you have any objections?"

Robben dared not have any objection, "Since Lord God of War likes it, there is naturally no problem."

"Then let's talk about the serious business!"

Robben sat down, but suddenly found two small tea cups on the table, and they were all poured and hot. One cup was at Creek's feet. It seemed that she would bend down to get it. Strangely, the other cup was in front of her.

Could it be that this woman had known that she was coming and she had even prepared the tea?

"Thank you for the hospitality." Robben was not polite. Since he had prepared tea, he should have some drinks no matter what.

After drinking the tea, Robben immediately confirmed something: Crick should not drink tea normally, at least she would not make tea herself. The tea leaves in this tea seem pretty good, but the method of making tea is quite crude.

"Master God of War knows I'm coming?" Putting down the teacup, Robben put it aside so that Crick would suddenly be polite and add another cup by himself or something like that would happen.

"Of course, I didn't ask anything when you came back, and you didn't say anything. We don't waste so much time. If you don't come, I'll go find you."

Robben smiled, "It seems that Lord God of War still thinks that I have brought back a lot of useful news this time to return to the God Realm."

"Even if there aren't too many, it's time for us to discuss the offensive."

Robben couldn't help but look at Crick. Judging from her appearance, Crick was nothing wrong with her, but she didn't know what her soul was like now.

"My Lord War God, what I care about now is your current situation."

"I'm fine, like you see." Crick held his arms, looking purely redundant with your worry.

"But...if we want to attack again, we must eliminate all possible instability factors. Lord God of War, this power... is not safe at all. And I think it has begun to affect you at a deep level, so..."

"Do you suspect that my condition is very bad now?" Crick said slightly mockingly, but no angrily looked angry.

"I think I have reason to think so, after all... I still know this power."

"Would you like to compete? No matter how much you say, it's just nonsense. I think although you started using this power very early, it may not be...it's much better than me."

"My God of War, I think it's totally true, there's no need." Robben said, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Crick sat there, a black aura floating all over his body, covering her body without any irritability, just like a layer of soft black waves.

Robben couldn't believe it. You should know that the root of the power of curses is strong negative emotions, hatred, sadness, jealousy, anger, and extremely strong negative emotions almost violently crushing innocent souls. Many people did not break their bodies because of the powerful power of curses, but because their souls were eroded and died crazy.

This kind of power is cruel and violent from beginning to end. I have never seen such quiet and stable as Crick. It can even be said to be a gentle curse power.

Every time it is activated, the black energy breath of the power of curses burns like wildfires in the grassland...

"Hahaha..." Crick laughed proudly, "From your appearance, I seem to be very surprised by my current situation. Can I think you no longer have any advantages in this kind of power."

His eyes instantly shone brightly, and two most conspicuous white halos lit up on Creek's pupils. He lightly tapped his fingers, and a black halo slowly covered Robben.

Robben's face was solemn, sitting still, black light flashed, and a layer of black aura jumped up, covering Robben like flames.

The black aperture that Crick shot came to Robben's head and fell directly to circle Robben in it. Then it made a strange noise and suddenly shrank.

The black aura on Luo himself flowed rapidly, burning up like a wind blowing wildfire, and the shrinking black aura suddenly stopped outside the black aura on Luo Ben's body.

Creek grinned, and Robben felt strange in his heart. Creek, who had always had a cold face, was now smiling a little weird.

Amid the laughter, Creek's five fingers, which were shining with black light, slowly clenched tightly. The black halo suddenly bounced outward, and the light spread out and gathered again, instantly turning into a huge black hand, and grabbed it again.

Robben was surprised that Crick's use of the power of the curse had reached a certain level, which was completely beyond his expectations.

Under the threat of Crick, Robben did not have any other movements and was still sitting there. A black aura like flame burned on the surface of his body. Crick's huge black hand was still trying hard to compress inward, as if he wanted to completely squeeze Robben, but it seemed to be under great resistance. His huge palm trembled, but he could not get close to Robben's body at all.

After a long period of attack, Crick snorted, and his other hand pressed on his palm where the black light was flowing. Suddenly, a gust of wind surged in the tent. Another huge black hand was held on the original black hand, compressing it hard. The two black hands gathered together, and there was also a surging wave of water on his palms.

Robben frowned. Crick's level was not just a little trick.

Just as Crick stared at his eyes and was about to pinch Robben and twist it into a twist, the black aura on Robben himself surged like a frenzy, and attacked the giant hand that squeezed him like a flame. Suddenly, the giant hand made a strange sound, retreating rapidly as if it was burned. However, before moving more than one meter, the black aura that had already shot out from Robben's body turned into nothingness like a burned flame in the air.

Crick immediately groaned, and his hands that were holding each other were bounced away as if they were electric shocked. A man was already falling to the ground with a thump.

Instead of caring about Crick, Robben picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a sip, with a complicated expression on his face.

Crick seemed to have been hit, and his hands climbed up to the table first, and took a few strength to pull his body up from the ground. Looking at Robben with a changeable expression, Crick sat back with a chuckled and said, "It seems that it's not time to repair you, but... it seems not far away. Why... what does your expression mean? Are you scared?"

Looking at Crick with a pale face, Robben drank the tea in the teacup and said in a deep voice: "You shouldn't be rushing to achieve success. This power is not so easy to control. You have indeed achieved the level that I couldn't do at that time, but obviously, you still have a lot of hard work in this, which means you are forcibly using this power, which is very dangerous."

Crick didn't care at all, and sneered, "I think you're afraid when my power completely suppresses you?"

"I'm not worried about that."

"Really?" Crick chuckled. "Okay... I can understand that a man's self-esteem won't make you admit this, but it's a pity that your worries will soon become a fact, then..."

"You are not far from death." Robben said softly.

Crick was stunned. "What... isn't far from death? What are you, a hell bastard, talking about!?"

Robben said seriously: "Crick! What I have to tell you is that I don't have the inner heart that your power will suppress me. I told you that this power is very dangerous. In fact, I have been suppressing the growth of this power. It can be said that once you are involved in this power, you don't have to worry about not getting more power. What you should worry about is how to curb the growth of this power so that you can live longer."

Crick Han's face was below, "I'm different from a guy like you who is not smart. My fit with this power is completely beyond your imagination."

Robben looked at Crick and said regretfully: "Crick! I have seen a guy who is perfectly matched with this power. There is nothing worthy of praise. He is crazy. He is neurotic. Although he still retains a certain degree of soberness and mind, he is deeply influenced by this power and cannot get along with relatives and friends normally. Although this power penetrates the body and the soul and power are unified, he must always curb his bloodthirsty and killing urge to avoid excessive contact with people. Although this is a bit disrespectful to that senior, I have to say... he is a madman and a devil."

Creek frowned immediately.

"The coordination and unity of the soul and this power does not mean controlling this power, but just turning that madness into one's own nature to avoid being hurt by conflict. Crick... If this continues, you will never have any room for turning back."

"Nonsense!" Crick slapped the table, his face full of anger, "All nonsense! I don't need to listen to your nonsense here. I have gained new power. I will use this power to do my job well. I will return to the god world well. I am still the former god of war Creek!"

"Is it still?" Robben looked at Crick with regret, "Crick... you should also notice your own changes. It's not just about appearance, but in the heart and in the depths of your soul."

Creek looked at Robben's eyes, his cheeks shaking constantly.

"Crick, now you are quietly asking yourself, are you really... still the former God of War Crick?"
To be continued...