Chapter 648: Killing intention suddenly appears

"Sir Carmen discovered this before the camp gate." In the Losa military camp, Mokora walked to Carmen with an arrow in his hands.

Carmen took the arrow and saw a scroll of parchment tied to his shoulder, and asked, "When did you find it?"

"Just just now, this arrow was stuck on the wooden stake in our camp gate. The soldiers on the sentry said that they did not find any enemy approaching."

Carmen nodded gently, "It seems that this may be sent by the other party's guy holding the 'Destroyed Light'. It must be an elf with great arrow skills."

After taking apart the parchment piece tied to the arrow in his hand, Carmen glanced up and down, and his face immediately became gloomy. After reading it, his hands tightened slightly. The parchment piece was torn a little, and Carmen's eyes were burned with anger.

"The despicable human beings dare to despise me"

Seeing that Kamen was angry, no one dared to speak out immediately. When Carmen was calm and threw the parchment he had seen next to him, Mokora then asked with courage: "Master Carmen, I don't know what the letter said."

Carmen was obviously still angry and glanced at the letter paper on the table, "You can take it and see it yourself."

Mokola then picked up the letter paper on the table, looked at it a few times, frowned, and then handed the letter to his companions to read.

In the distance, at the edge of the plain, Robben was leading the elves and witches to work nervously.

Rubbing the sweat beads on his forehead, Robben took the time to condense a ball of water in the air and took a few sips. He handed over a stack of magic scrolls of letters to the elves who came to receive the magic scrolls. He asked Mess, who was smiling beside him, who was talking to the baby with a smile, and said, "Why do I feel that those gods are not fooled so simply."

Metz did not look back, but gently shook the baby in his arms, "Why do you think so?"

Robben scratched his head, "Mayce, your method is a bit ridiculous. This is an obvious thing. Only a fool will come to him."

Mess couldn't help laughing when he heard Robben's words, "Baby, do you think dad doesn't believe in mom?"

Fanny, who was helping Robben, looked at Robben and Mess, and didn't seem to notice for a moment, "Sister, I actually think this method is not so reliable. Those gods are not fools. We have all blatantly attacked them once. They clearly know that we are prepared and should not be so easy to be fooled."

Mess did not explain, but turned his eyes and fell on Sasha's face, "Sha, what do you think?"

Sasha was sorting out the magic scroll that Robben quickly made. She had no time to spare for the whole morning, and the cold air was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Hearing Mess ask, Sasha let out a sigh and wipes the sweat beads on her forehead, "I also think that only fools will come to you by themselves, but those gods may not be very smart."

Mess smiled, "Sasha supports me."

Turning his eyes, Sasha put down what she had in her hand and walked to Metz, "Vox spirit, don't be lazy anymore, baby should be left to me to take care of, you can help Robben."

Mess smiled and handed the baby to Sasha. Sasha immediately smiled and took the baby happily, "Baby, Sasha's mother is taking care of you."

The baby blinked a pair of big, lively eyes and giggled, not knowing what was so happy.

Mess came to Roben and put the magic scrolls in different categories. He didn't seem unfamiliar at all. He had been with Roben for a long time. Although he had not learned other magic, Mess had made great progress in the classification of magic scrolls, and he still distinguished Roben's magic scrolls like ghost-painting talismans...

"Robben, don't worry, I guess, those gods will definitely take the bait obediently. Su has already sent the letter, we must prepare quickly."

Seeing that Mess was confident, Robben became even more confused. While making a new magic scroll, he asked: "But this is obviously a trap. We have attacked them on a large scale and exposed our strength. Now we will invite the human world to have a duel alone. I feel as if I are telling the other party that we will set up an ambush."

Mess smiled, handed a stack of magic scrolls on his hand to an elf, and said, "Indeed, this is telling them clearly that we set a trap and waited for them to drill, so that... they will come."

Robben couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, "Mayce, can you just say it simpler? We can't understand..."

Mess gently raised his eyebrows, and a shiny light flashed across his eyes, "I admit that the power of these gods is very powerful, and it must be a huge gap with the strong men I have seen on the continent, but... in terms of scheming, they..."

A little sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Mess urgently needed to say: "Perhaps the powerful force has made them blind. They have no existential crisis and are disdainful of using their minds. Everything is determined by strength, which shows a huge weakness..."

"Weakness" Robben glared.

"Yes, the weakness is reflected in human nature. Perhaps, for these gods who seize human bodies, it is reflected in their personality. These gods are too arrogant and too conceited. This weakness is the deadly countless peerless figures in history, and they all fell on their own arrogance and conceit. Instead, those people who look as timid as mice and can endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens have laughed to the end and achieved hegemony."

Roben's heart trembled. Mess's words reminded him of many historical figures. Xiang Yu, who once wanted to conquer the world with a domineering way, was wandering in the market. Liu Bang, who was always at a disadvantage but was cautious everywhere. Cao Cao, who was arrogant and powerful, was defeated in the Red Cliff, was defeated by a straw sandals, and seemed to have been making popularity with tears...

"Robben, what are you thinking?" Fanny saw Robben suddenly stunned and shook her finger in front of Robben's eyes.

"Ah...ahhaha, nothing, Mess, you continue." Realizing that he suddenly thought of the irrelevant place, Robben quickly called him.

"We captured several gods back during the last battle. When we interrogated, although these gods were already prisoners, their words were arrogant and rude. This was not like a kind of tenacity after being captured, but instead... it was like a kind of thought that had long been deeply rooted in the process. Robben, these gods were very arrogant, very proud."

Robben threw away a large magic scroll that he had just destroyed because of his daze. "This is why you want to directly send a war book to invite them over?"

Metz nodded with certainty, "It's good, that's it."

Look at Sasha, Sasha is coaxing the baby with a blush on her face, look at Fanny, Fanny shrugged her shoulders, it seems that she is not going to publish anything, Robben had to sigh, "Okay, then we'll set a trap and wait for them to come."

Mess smiled, "Robben, don't worry, we will succeed."

As he was talking, the surrounding woods sounded softly and a few snowflakes fell. Robben couldn't help but say happily: "Su, you are back."

Su's smile came out from behind the tree, "It seems that I can't hide it from you."

"How is the situation? No danger is there?"

I raised my hand and shook the 'Destroy' I was holding. No problem. I shot the arrow in when I was still far from the camp of Losa and saw with my own eyes that a soldier picked up my arrow. Now, those gods should have seen the letter, well... I don't know what was written in the letter?"

Su asked Robben, and Robben looked confused and turned his head. Robben asked Mess: "What did you write in the letter? We haven't read it yet?"

Mess chuckled, "Don't ask everything so clearly. You just need to know that at a specific time, those gods will come here. Well... I guess they may come to survey the terrain in advance, and we have to arrange it earlier."

Robben felt a bit conspiring in Metz's smile...

"Mr. Carmen, that damn human, dares to be so rude, let's kill them now without leaving them."

In the camp of Lothar, a god clan stood up suddenly after reading the letter, his face full of anger.

Carmen looked at the gods and sneered, "I thought I would have no idiots here if we were to send Fus away. It seems that I am still too naive."

The face of the standing god suddenly froze. Under Carmen's cold gaze, he had to sit back. Soon, the letter was rumored to read and was placed on the table next to Carmen.

After reading the letter sent, everyone looked angry. There was no need for the one who stood up and said he wanted to go out immediately. Robben killed a god without leaving any armor.

Carmen picked up the puffer paper, "It's obviously a trap. The other party is waiting for us to get in, these damn humans."

Mokola frowned and said, "Sir, I think although we were caught off guard in the attack a few days ago, I can see that the opponent's strength is not weak. Now if the opponent's subordinates are trapped, I think this is very unfavorable to us."

Carmen sneered on his face, "Yes, this is indeed very bad for us."

"But" Carmen stood up, "So what? Our gods have not retreated in anything. Since they want to plot against us, we will make them happy. As long as... we know where they are and when to attack us, nothing else is a problem."

Mokola's face looked a little ugly, "Mr. Carmen, we have paid a lot of money. Now any damage will be a deeper shame for us. I think it will be no harm for us to be cautious."

"You are doubting my judgment, Mocola." Carmen's voice was faint, but extremely cold.

"I don't dare"

Carmen snorted, "I'm not a fool like Furth. I won't do anything like this that makes me fall into a trap and put myself in trouble. Mokola, now I'll send you as a pioneer to investigate first at the agreed location. Before we arrive on time, be sure to investigate clearly and repay me."

"Yes, Lord Carmen"

After Mocola left, Carmen said softly: "We have suffered a defeat this time when we came to the mainland. This shame can only be washed away by the enemy's blood. This time the other party clearly wants to plot against us, but... we must not retreat. Only by completely crushing the enemy's conspiracy can we recover our previous mistakes. Do you... understand?"

"I understand, Lord Carmen"

At the end of the plain is a long mountain range that is not high. In the rarely visited mountains, there are seas of trees. As the heavy snow accumulates, dark green needles fly back.

"Sir Carmen, see, will there be any accident in Mokora..."

The expression on Carmen's face did not change at all, "I haven't come back yet. It seems that there may be an accident. If he still won't come for a long time, he shouldn't appear in front of us again."

Carmen's words made everyone look at each other.

"Master Carmen, are we... going to pick him up now? Maybe he is in some trouble now and needs our assistance urgently."

The eyes gently swept the people talking, and the people talking quickly lowered their heads, and Carmen's eyes were full of coldness.

"We don't need to rescue the incompetent people. If Mokola doesn't even have the ability to detect it, then we don't need to help him anymore. Maybe something happened to him now is better than if he had an accident when we were fighting. At least, he will not implicate us again."

Carmen's words made everyone's heart tremble. Could it be...

Carmen sneered, "You don't have to doubt that things are indeed as you thought. This time, you have to make Mokora go to reconnaissance, which is a punishment for him, and also an opportunity to atone for his sins. It is absolutely unforgivable to ignore others' escape in the battle. But now it seems that it is very likely that the other party has helped us punish Mokora."

It was quiet inside the tent, and no one dared to speak out.

"You don't have to be afraid. As long as you keep in mind the teachings of God the Father, there is nothing to be afraid of. Remember, tomorrow morning, regardless of whether there is any news from Mokora, we will all set out to the agreed place. This time, only success is allowed, no failure is allowed."

"It's Lord Carmen"

As night fell, magic lights of lighting rose from Robben's camp in the valley. In the mountains and forests, no lights could be seen in the distance. In addition, the clouds were closed and heavy snow was falling. The camp in this small valley seemed to have been forgotten by the world.

"Carlisle, come out"

The magic light pulled a shadow long on the ground. In the cold wind, there was a piece of ice on Nalan's face, standing motionless in front of Carlisle's tent.

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Carlisle's head was squeezed out from the gap. When the wind and snow blew, Carlisle couldn't help but shrink his head and only exposed half of his face, "Naran, you... it's not good to come to me like this in the middle of the night. If Robben, who is your master, is discovered, although Robben is very protective, you will inevitably be scolded."

Nalan looked chilling, but Carlisle still seemed to be ignorant and said, "I understand, everyone is all women, it's not right, I'm a man, but I understand you women more, everyone has physical needs, this is all human, you witch..."

Taking a step forward, Nalan grabbed the curtain of the tent and pulled it down directly. Fengxue immediately poured into Carlisle's tent. Carlisle, who was wearing a single dress, was so froze that he shuddered, "Nalan, you're crazy."

Throwing down the door curtain, Nalan grabbed Carlisle's collar, "Carlisle, you sinister little man, I'm not crazy, I know clearly what I'm doing. Now, let me explain the matter clearly."

"What... what? Nalan, what do you say, hey, wait..." Carlisle's voice dissipated in the air. Nalan had already grabbed him and rushed directly into the snow-covered sky.

"Naran...you...what do you want to say to me?" He hurriedly blessed himself with a magic shield, but Carlisle's face was full of innocentness, which was already trembling with cold.

Above the clouds, the bright moon shone on Nalan's body. His whole face was in his shadow. Nalan's eyes flashed with a faint light, "Carlisle, tell me, what is the purpose of you who insisted on coming to the mainland with Robben this time?"

Carlisle shook his head quickly, "I can't say it, this is the reward task given to me by Lord Demon King, absolutely~~~~ I can't say it."

The moonlight sprinkled on Nalan seemed to be pounding gently. Nalan, whose light flashed in her eyes, said coldly: "What do you plan to do if I want to know?"

Carlisle couldn't help but frown, "Naran, I'm carrying out the Demon King's mission, you'd better not do this."
To be continued...