Bart nodded. They had discussed this matter in private for a long time. Although the expedition team was led by two divine envoys, no one knew that the aborigines and the apostles were ultimately hostile. On the surface, everyone seemed
It's about living in harmony and cooperating with each other. Everyone knows that this is just a pretext, but the actual relationship is much more complicated.
The God's Envoy would rather have all of them die so that they can monopolize the ruins of the ancient civilization, but they will have to die in the difficulties on the way, so it is best to fill the holes for them.
But the responsibility of both of them is to try their best to save the lives of the young tribesmen. These people will be the backbone of each tribe in the future. Only after experiencing the experience of blood can they become mature.
The two of them also came through this. Although it is a bit cruel, it is the fact.
Bart gently stroked the giant ax at hand and said with some worry:
"As a soldier, I'm not as smart as you and Piku, but I can see that the morale in the team is a little low, and the young people are a little distracted."
Bart said angrily, and Mock also interrupted:
"Young people have never experienced big scenes, so naturally they are like this. The battlefield is the best teacher, but our troubles don't stop there. Look at the situation in Piku now. In the places that have been explored, we can always lead
However, once you enter the central area, it is not suitable to carry it with you. There are too many unknown dangers, and it will also increase the burden on the team. Our manpower is already stretched..."
Mock didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was already obvious.
Bart stood up loudly, staring into the bull's eyes, somewhat unbelievable:
"Are you planning to abandon your companion? You know, if you do this, you will be watching him die!"
Mok looked at Piku's appearance, waved his hand and said:
"Tell your voice lower, do you still think the team is not disengaged enough?"
After Bart sat down, Mock took out an animal skin and said:
"The lady asked Piku to give this to us. The top is her deduction plan, and the bottom is a hand-drawn map."
Bart took the animal skin, looked at it for a while, raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously looked around in surprise, confirming that there was no third person, and then said:
"According to what the lady said, this is the map of the central ring. With this, our danger will be reduced a lot. Why are you hiding it? Don't you believe me?"
Mok pointed at the animal skin speechlessly and said:
"I said, Dad, Piku gave this to me secretly. Everyone has been busy looking for the lady these two days, so how can we have time to talk about this. Besides, why do you only look at the good news? The lady also said that the center ring
The level of danger is even higher. Once we go, we might not be able to come back."
Seeing that Bart stopped talking, he said:
"I know what you are thinking. What I mean is, leaving two Banshan tribesmen to take care of Piku, firstly, it will solve our worries, and secondly, it will leave a trace of fire for this expedition. If they all die,
It’s over. This expedition was not in vain. We sacrificed so many brothers and left no important clues to the tribe. At least a few people should be left to pass back the path we took during the expedition."
Bart opened his mouth, but heard Mock continue:
"In order to prepare for a retreat, I have long exchanged an ancient mechanical fragment from my clan with Hunter for an alloy bomb. If we die, they will return the same way we came. If we survive, we will pick them up."
"But aren't there two door gods at the door?"
Bart still had some questions.
"That's all I can think of. I've paved the road as hard as I can, and I've done everything I can. There must be dangers, but you have to think clearly, are they known dangers or unknown dangers?
It's scary, and... I always feel that the two divine envoys are not that simple, and I have to guard against them."
As if thinking of something, Bart suddenly asked:
"Speaking of which, have you noticed that the reaction of the Booker Archangel in the past two days is a bit strange?"
Mok was a little puzzled, and then said to several people:
"Other than being a little low-key, there seems to be nothing strange about them. It is probably due to the strength gap between the two sides. However, this advantage will gradually shrink as our casualties continue to increase, so I have been sending people to keep an eye on them. Have you discovered it?
What?"
When Bart heard what Mock said, he scratched his head in embarrassment:
"Old Mo, if you say this, maybe I'm a little too worried. In fact, a few days ago, when I first went to look for news about the lady, Booker and I searched unsuccessfully.
The envoy suddenly became furious and cursed Piku continuously.
He said he was a waste and that he failed to protect the most important person in the team, the young lady. I listened to him cursing my best brother, so I couldn't help but give him a few warnings. He immediately apologized to me, and I have seen him in the past few days.
He has been so honest that he just forgot about it."
A cold light flashed in Mok's eyes, and he stood up suddenly:
"Baby, this is important news. Miss Bella's identity is in the tribe, and she only knows about it from the Presbyterian Council and our three team leaders. How did he know about it? I'm afraid there is something really wrong with this.
"
After saying that, Mok quickly gathered in the tent and shouted to a Mok youth in the distance:
"Akunlin, go and invite Lord Booker, the envoy of the gods, to come to my camp and say that we have something important to discuss."
The young man left in response. Mock stared at a position far away from the camp indifferently, and said coldly to Bart who chased him out of the camp without looking back:
"Old Ba, when he looked at me for a moment, he couldn't tell that he was going to fall out with the envoy today. He sent some people to the camp of the Hunter envoy to keep an eye on him."
Suddenly, a puff of green smoke rose from the camp in the distance, and then a raging fire shot into the sky. Mok's expression changed and he rushed towards the fire. The fire was not big, but it was strange. It took everyone half an hour to put it out.
Until then, Akunlin helped an injured young man from the Kallan tribe to Mok's side and reported the bad news.
Booker, the envoy of God, kidnapped Huber, a young Meizu boy, and ran away.
Mok stared at the injured young man, a surge of anger surged into his heart, and he asked coldly:
"About when did it happen?"
The young man scratched his head, and then said with some uncertainty:
"I was knocked unconscious for about half an hour."
Mok's face looked a little ugly. It seemed that the fire was started by that bitch Booker. This Lord Booker had already planned it and even used it to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
However, the non-stop pursuit for the next three days made Bart more and more frightened.
Speaking of which, Mock's sense of smell played a big role. In order to prevent the team from getting separated, Mock only led four people into the battle lightly, hoping to capture Booker as quickly as possible and rescue Huber.
