Patrick has been a little restless recently. His friend, Shadowless Demon, disappeared for no reason. He followed the traces he left to the reserve warehouse, but the clues were completely interrupted when they arrived here.

In order to avoid causing panic, Patrick pretended to appear occasionally by his friend Shadowless Demon, and even showed up with the missing "Friendless Demon", but was rewarded that night. The fourth-level demon who guarded the material reserve warehouse left his post without hesitation.

Just as Patrick was about to send more people to investigate through a dragnet, Ernst visited him and said something that shocked him very much: the Tide Fishman Demigod was missing.

Demigod strong men have their own characteristics and personalities, but one thing that will basically not change in the hell demon group, that is, the arrogant, noble and domineering.

There are many subordinates of the Tide Fishman Demigod, including many of them at the third-level and third-level peaks, but none of these people dared to disturb him for no reason. Until the night elf Ernst came as promised and was about to join forces with him to hunt monsters in a different space, the Tide Fishman Demigod still did not appear.

It is normal to put on airs against the hell demon who is not as strong as himself, but it is a bit unreasonable for the hell demon who has a level of strength that is not inferior to himself and has a better strategy in his gods, not to mention that they have already had a contract agreement before.

Although the hell demon is cunning by nature and can play tricks under various circumstances, once he has made a contract, he will still perform it seriously most of the time. After all, this is one of the basic principles that the hell demon needs to follow, and it is also a very important principle.

Unlike the devil, the demons of hell belong to the evil camp of orderly and obeying the rules. They have rules, and some rules must be followed.

Ernst was ready to go and went to the Tide Fishman Demigod. After being neglected, he naturally could not have no temper. He directly released the aura of the powerful demigod and made a fuss, but he still failed to startle the Tide Fishman Demigod. This made Ernst feel very strange and directly broke into the Tide Fishman Demigod's residence, but found nothing.

Yes, there is nothing. Not only are there people in the entire residence, but the things inside also disappear without a trace and are clean.

Realizing that things were a little weird, Ernst left the Tide Fishman's Station as soon as possible, and after careful consideration, he found Patrick and told him about his discoveries one by one.

"Are you sure you saw General Tide five days ago?" Patrick looked at Ernst deeply, with no expression on his face, making Ernst a little confused.

Isn’t the real Tide General you are sure to see?

"Dex God's Mid-level Tide Fishman, who else is there except General Tide?" Ernst was not a fool, so he asked carefully: "Brother Patrick, is it not the plagiarism general who met me and reached a contract, but..."

Patrick showed a sarcastic smile on his face: "The generals guarding the alien space can return to the base camp, but this time will not be too long. Unless a fool like you who lost the alien space will stay in the base camp for a long time. In fact, General Tide did not stay in the base camp for a long time at all, and went back the day after he came back to deliver the supplies."

Ernst's face changed drastically, and his entire body's aura suddenly decreased, and his face looked extremely ugly. He went back the next day?

"You go back, wait quietly for the commander to wake up, and then accept the adult's disposal. Don't play those small tricks. At this critical moment, the adult should not be too harsh on you. You just need to do your best to perform well in the next action." Patrick hit Ernst and waved him to send him away.

Ernst, the dark night elf with a gray face, returned to his residence without saying a word, and said directly that all the things in his room were smashed to pieces; "Tibetan, you bastard dare to play tricks on me, I have recorded this grudge!"

Wait quietly for the army commander to swallow the general to wake up?

Ernst's face was full of struggle, and finally gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up: "No, I can't sit still and wait for death to swallow the general's temperament. If he cannot satisfy his appetite, I will die miserably. Brother Patrick, Brother Patrick, after becoming the general manager, will my ex-boy really not attract your attention? Why do you have to kill me?"

Sit and wait for death? It's impossible. Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous. The night elf Ernst stood up and walked out.

After spreading his subordinates, news from the entire base camp continued to spread, including the night elf Ernst, which was not a secret action. After all, there were people in all key places. Unless he went to some insignificant and inconspicuous places, a demigod powerful man was still very eye-catching.

Patrick looked at the information in his hand, his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but rub his painful forehead: "Enster, are you demonstrating to me? Or are you not Ernst at all!"

Patrick's eyes were set in the distance, as if he wanted to travel through space, and saw through the appearance that he could not see anything strange, but frequently used tricks. It was obvious that when he was by his side, this guy could barely see it, but why did he become so unbearable now?

If he hadn't been familiar with himself and everything about the base camp, Patrick really doubted whether this guy had been replaced?

However, there are many extraordinary abilities in the world, with countless abilities such as obtaining memories, changing body shapes and appearances. Patrick did not confirm whether Ernst is the Ernst of the past. Even if he was him, it is hard to say whether he had other strange things and abilities.

With a casual wave, a portal quietly appeared. Patrick instantly arrived outside the teleportation hall. Two teams of third-level soldiers saluted together, but Patrick didn't even look at them and walked in with big strides.

The figure of the Blade Demon came into view, "How about it, is the alien space Ernst guarded before still unable to connect?"

The Blade Demon threw a little evil demon who had not entered the level, felt it carefully, then shook his head and said, "It's still the same. There is a master who is proficient in space magic on the other side. Except for the commander, the rest of us can't do anything to him."

Patrick shook his head and said, "The Commander is still sleeping. The breath on his body has recently improved a little, and it should not be far from awakening. After all, time is coming."

Time is coming soon? When?

Of course, it was the agreed time to invade the ancient god cemetery planned by the commander, which was a fixed matter that no one could change.

I can't do it myself, Ernst can't do it, even the fifth-level devouring master can't do it.

Patrick glanced at the five space vortexes, and his eyes turned to the entrance of the alien space guarded by the Tide Fishman. After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but shake his head gently, "The teleportation hall is crucial. Is it okay to guard it by yourself?"

The Blade Demon smiled and said, "If Brother Patrick plans to find some helpers for me, I don't mind, just..."

Is it really good to just put many powerful demigods into this? The Blade Demon didn't say anything else, but Patrick already understood it very clearly. And can Patrick really mobilize other demigods?

There are worlds where there are people. Although Patrick is the chief executive in this legion, he is not without competitors. Just like the one who the night elf Ernst is visiting now is Patrick's direct competitor and the number one loser.

As someone from Patrick's side, the Blade Demon naturally knew that it was enough to stop. The topic changed and said, "How is Ernst's situation?"

Patrick's expression was slightly strange, "He's going to visit the bull."

The Blade Demon couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this, "That bull? Is he serious?"

The Taurus and the Night Elf can be said to be two races that are quite inconsistent. One is the founders who pursue practicality, and the other is the aesthetician who pursues art. It is better if they can fight together without fighting, but they will actually get together?

The earliest dispute between Patrick and the Taurus demigod was precisely because of Ernst, and later became a competitor because of his strength, and the conflicts of interests became increasingly greater. But now, Ernst, the night elf of Patrick's direct line, actually took the initiative to visit the Taurus who looked down on him?

Patrick shrugged and said, "He may want to save his life more than face."

The sharp blade demon's face suddenly changed and he said coldly: "He doesn't believe you can keep him?"
Chapter completed!