Crick seemed very cautious about the Dragon's attack on the Pioneer Camp camp, but she did not doubt Robben, or the priority of handling matters was not yet at the point of doubting Robben.

What Crick was worried about was the movements of the dragon clan.

"If the Dragon Clan really joins forces with the Demon Clan, we will be very passive. Those guys are much more powerful than those witches, and they can come and go in the extremely high sky and launch attacks directly. This is an opponent that our warriors can do anything to."

In the Pioneer's tent, Crick walked around anxiously, "From the attack that was permeated with the aura of the demons just now, maybe there were demons mixed in this attack..."

Crick suddenly stopped and frowned, "That's not the powerful power that ordinary demons can possess. I'm afraid... it's that female demon. If this is the case... that means that the dragon tribe has completely turned to the demons, damn it!"

"Sir, the casualties have been counted." Frit's voice suddenly came from outside the tent...

"read!"

"Death, zero! Minor injury..." Fleet said a few words, and Crick had already interrupted him, "What did you say? Didn't you die?"

Fleet replied in a stern voice: "Yes, Lord War God, those magic fell from high altitude, with very poor accuracy, and most of them fell into the lake. Later, they concentrated on attacking you. In fact, the camp did not receive any damage, but the thunder fire fell inside burned some dead grass and tents."

Crick nodded, "At last there is good news, what about the others?"

"A hundred and thirty-two serious injuries are not in danger of life. There are five hundred and sixty-seven minor injuries, three hundred and four tents are damaged, and the rest are all small losses. It is important."

"I get it, go!"

"yes!"

Fleet left, and Creek sneered, "These stupid crawlers, even if they attacked, would only be this level. If you didn't jump out to block them in the end today, I would have ruined them!"

Robben looked at Crick with concern and said, "I'm afraid that after you dismantle them, the soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion will not only be the casualties now."

Crick frowned, but did not refute.

"Your power has expanded too quickly, and you should try your best to control it. You have already promised me this matter, but when things come, you forcibly break through and activate this force. Do you know that once your situation crosses the bottom line, there will be no room for turning back?"

Crick hummed and turned his face and said, "I know my situation. Don't be so alarmist."

"I know your situation very well. If you really break the limit today, I promise you will have no way out!"

Crick turned around and looked at Robben coldly. His eyes were full of coldness, and Robben looked back at him with a few ugly faces, without any intention of giving in.

The two looked at each other for three minutes. Crick's eyes shook slightly and turned his face again. He said in annoyance: "I cicada! Stop looking at me with that kind of damn gaze. I'm not a fool, I will pay attention next time!"

Robben said in a deep voice: "Crick, you have no next time. This time the power activates has caused the power in your body to soar again. From today on, you will not only not turn a blind eye to the growth of this power, but also have to try to restrain it. I am not an exaggeration, and I don't want to insult your IQ, but you must think carefully. In fact... you have begun to be affected by the manic and irritable power. If you were still the former Crick, you would never put yourself in danger because of that situation and bet on all the warriors of the Pioneer Camp."

"I didn't use them as a bet!" Crick couldn't help but defend himself loudly.

Robben immediately said loudly: "If your power is out of control and goes wild! In just a blink of an eye, these soldiers will be corpses everywhere!"

Crick shook slightly, his breathing suddenly became rapid, his chest kept undulating, and his face turned red, and his spirit seemed very excited.

"Crick! You have to remember that you are yourself. Even if your physique is easy to merge with various powers, you are yourself first. If you can't do this, you are not Crick! I can call you some kind of light fighting spirit, or you can call you the power of curses, or whatever else!"

Crick stared at Robben, his body trembling slightly, and he couldn't say a word.

"The power I input into your body at that time will temporarily suppress the power that goes wild, but it will depend on you next. From now on, I have to start guarding you because I don't know when you will suddenly go crazy and then attack all the targets around you that can attack."

The blood on Crick's forehead was highlighted, "Do you think... I'll become like you?"

Robben shook his head and said with a serious look: "I don't think you will become like me. I have been attacked by the power of curses for a long time, but I still have control over it very well until now. I overcome that crazy desire for power and overcome that bloodthirsty impulse. Even when I think I might be about to fail, I have never given up and tried to restrain this power and become myself, but you... are not like this."

Looking at Robben, a deep hatred suddenly appeared in Creek's eyes, "Is that true? That's how you think..."

Robben didn't know why Crick's eyes suddenly filled with such solemn hatred, but Robben had a feeling that this hatred, this hatred that burst out from the depths of his soul, was not aimed at him.

"Crick, in any case, if you want to stay awake and live well...it must be like this!"

Crick slowly calmed down, and his clenched fists gradually loosened. He walked back to his seat and sat down. He let out a breath and slowly put his bipod on the table. "I want to live well, too..."

Robben also felt that his face was too ugly today. Although Crick was indeed a little impulsive,... I have to say that she was the complete victim, and the initiator really had no position to preach to him.

"Crick, your strength has increased so much. You have to control it recently and have to do your best. Whatever you want to do, you must first survive soberly. Can you agree to this?"

Crick glanced at Robben, "It seems...you care more about my own business than me."

"I just think you have another way out and are more optimistic."

Crick smiled softly, "Is there another way out? If that's true, I should really thank the gods and give me a way in this situation."

"Crick, if you don't believe it yourself... there is absolutely no way to succeed."

He waved his hand gently, as if he wanted to drive away the trouble in front of him. Crick said, "Okay, I know. Although I didn't have much hope, I didn't give up. I am still me. I... have to go back. I can't become the first god of war in the divine world to die unjustly on the human continent. That would probably become a laughing stock in the future."

He raised his eyebrows and Crick blinked his eyes. He looked a little more amazing. "I won't talk about it in advance. Do you have any opinions on this dragon attack?"

"I think since the dragon openly attacks us, it is almost a fact that they join forces with the demons. We should have an extra powerful enemy in the future, so... you must live well. Otherwise, we will defeat ourselves without attacking."

Crick spread his hands, "Okay, I understand... I did not think too much this time, but don't talk endlessly like a woman. You are not my mother!"

Robben felt relieved after hearing this. This woman spoke easily, and...didn't she think she was also a woman? Why did she care so much about what she saw...

"But..." Crick looked at Robben with a smile, "Even if I really had an accident, I suddenly felt that it might not affect anything to a large extent."

"Don't say you want to die immediately."

Crick laughed, "I mean... now we have at least a weird but powerful vanguard official to support him. Even if we can't defeat the demon clan, it should be okay to protect ourselves."

"I don't think so."

"But I think this is the truth, my vanguard! I never seem to have seen your true strength. This time you suddenly rushed into the air to stop me. I didn't expect anyone to have this ability. At that time... I didn't have the ability to fight back."

"Your power is still very weak compared to before, and even if this evil force surges, you cannot exert the power you deserve when you don't use it freely."

Crick smiled again, "Is that right, okay, I'll just take it as such for the time being. Anyway, no matter the result, if it's not a bad thing, then... what are you going to do next?"

"Next?" Robben was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, next, that is, immediately, right now! We should do what we should do. Now that we have been resting for a while and have received sufficient supplies. After the warriors were in a very strong state, it was somewhat unexpected that the dragon suddenly became our enemy. Then the next attack plan may be adjusted. Do you have any suggestions for this?"

This woman is actually asking for advice from her, and this kind of thing is rare.

"Well..." Robben thought for a while, and finally his eyes fell on Crick's face, "Can you... fight in your current state?"

Crick frowned slightly, with a little struggle and hesitation on his face, "Maybe...No, that power has indeed begun to riot, and I need some time to suppress it."

"A little time, but even if you suppress it, it will take some time to use this power within a controllable range, right?"

Crick was a little anxious, but he still pointed, "Maybe...is it."

It is rare that this woman honestly admitted the disadvantage caused by her own fault...Robben thought this change was pretty good, at least he wouldn't have to speak like a quarrel in the future.

Roben came to the table and sat down, tentatively stretched out his hand, "Is that OK?"

Crick looked at Robben's hand, looked at it for a while, snorted, and put a foot on Robben's hand while turning his face.

Robben was so angry that he thought this woman had become a little moved, but he didn't expect that she was still as bad as before.

"Sir, if you use your feet... it's not very convenient." Robben looked at the beautiful leather boots in front of him.

Crick said coldly: "For a man like you, I don't want you to touch my body more."

Robben was simply unaware, "God of War, your leather boots are not only made of fur from rare monsters in the divine world, but also have good toughness and anti-piercing, but also have a very powerful magic resistance. They are also reinforced by magic blessings. Do you think I use magic power through this magic prop? Isn't this trying to exhaust me to death?"

Crick was very impatient, and his feet were folded together again, rubbing up and down very skillfully. One boot was already stepped down by the other. In Robben's stunned, the foot that took off the boot fell on Robben's hand again.

Why is this movement so skillful... Is this movement this woman takes off her boots every day? Robben doubts that his thoughts are the facts, as if... no lady with cautious behavior takes off her boots like this...

Grasping Crick's feet, Robbenna activated the jing divine power to input Crick's body and began to explore the specific situation of her soul fire.

However, before Robben could sink into Creek's sea of ​​consciousness, Crick suddenly had an abnormal movement. Robben was surprised, and Creek suddenly pulled his feet back and looked at Robben with embarrassment.

Robben was stunned. Jing's divine power condensed into a beam and turned into a ball of light and returned to his body.

Seeing Crick rushing to start wearing boots, Robben suddenly couldn't help laughing. This woman is still a woman.

Speaking of which, women's feet are a special position. When the soles of their feet are held in the hands of men, they are very likely to feel shy and avoidant. I am afraid that this woman would have to bear the weight, but she did not expect such a result...

After putting on the boots, Crick's face was a little bad. It can be seen that Robben looked innocent, but he hated him. Indeed... this was something he came to the door...

"I have something to do!" Without saying much, Crick put his hand in Robben's hand in annoyance.

Robben tried his best to hold back his laughter and stumbled into Crick's body.

Previously, he only suppressed the power of Crick's thunder and had no time to check the specific situation. This time he sank into Crick's sea of ​​consciousness, Robben saw a scene that was worrying about him in the soul fire.

Crick's soul fire was slightly deformed. Almost everyone's soul fire sinks into the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, representing the state of the soul and representing some of the most original things in life.

This little flaming thing will hardly change, because no matter how bizarre things have been experienced, the essence of life will not change.

However, Creek's soul fire not only became dark and huge, but now even his appearance has begun to change. It is no longer a quietly burning flame, but now there is nothing to see from his appearance. But one thing that can be confirmed is that the power of curses has further begun to erode Creek's soul.

Withdrew from Creek's body, Robben let go of his hand, and Creek retracted his hand at the best speed, "How is it, it's better and worse than you expected?"

"Not good, but not worst."

"Oh, I should be glad to say so."

Robben's face was not as relaxed as Crick. "The situation is naturally further serious. Your strength must have increased, but this is not a good thing. I think from now on, a strong desire for power will surge from the depths of your soul. Crick, I want you to understand that this is the most critical moment. If you can survive this period, then there is still hope in everything. If you can't, then you will limit the activation of this power until this power burns you to ashes!"

Even after listening to Robben's words, Crick didn't seem anxious. His fingers gently knocked on the table rhythmically, "What you said is quite sophisticated! So you successfully survived this period."

"That's right."

"Oh... So is there any experience to teach?" Crick asked with a smile.

Robben frowned and said, "The only thing that can tell you is persistence... This will be a torture, but it may occur at any time, and there will be some strange special events when your power grows to this stage. When you face something, it will be very strongly induced to use this power, and that feeling is almost curbed."
To be continued...