"Sure." Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue was unusually calm about Hong Hu's betrayal of his teammates. "I also think that it's better for the two of you to leave."
"Hey, hey … What are you up to now?" Snow was getting more and more shrewd. He continued with a suspicious look on his face. "You're not thinking of re-establishing some kind of dangerous agreement with these three guys after we leave, are you?"
"Oh … Who knows." Feng Bujue smiled and gave an answer that was as good as not saying anything.
"Ha!" In the next second, Ambitionist laughed as well. He looked at Snow and said, "That's it then. Let's go."
"Really?" Snow was still not very sure whether the other party was joking or not.
"At this stage … This is undoubtedly the best choice," Hong Hu continued.
"You're right." Feng Bujue also said, "The enemy's target is only me. There's no need for the two of you to stay here." He paused for half a second. "Instead of getting involved in this kind of meaningless battle, why don't you hurry up and do something that will help you 'clear the game'? This way … even if I die here, you still have a chance to complete the script."
Brother Jue's reaction surprised Snow. The latter thought for a few seconds and then said, "I didn't expect … Under such circumstances, you can still stand from the perspective of the team and make such an objective and calm judgment … I have to say I'm impressed."
"Impressed my * ss …" Hearing this, Hong Hu rolled his eyes and muttered softly.
Obviously, this strategist had seen through Brother Jue's deeper intentions, but he did not intend to expose them.
"Okay, since you understand, let's get moving." Feng Bujue also understood. He then turned his gaze to Ke Ronen and the others in the distance and said loudly, "Look … the three on the other side are getting impatient."
"Hahaha …" When Ke Ronne heard this, he immediately sneered and looked back at his Brother Jue with a perverted look.
To make a long story short, under such circumstances, Hong Hu and Snow had no reason to force themselves to stay. After exchanging a few simple words, they left the open space in two different directions.
"So, that's how it is …" Seeing the two leave, Feng Bujue thought to himself. "One of them will continue to pursue Blackbeard while the other will go and stop the reinforcements that the Garlic Trio brought from the ship. Hmm … Teaming up with these two fellows is rather worrisome. "
Indeed, with three smart people working together, they would be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort. Most of the plans and intentions … they only needed to observe each other for a moment to understand each other. There was no need for detailed explanations.
"I have to correct your point of view …" After Hong Hu and Snow were completely out of sight, Crone spoke. "I'm not in a hurry to 'kill you' at all."
His words were naturally directed at Brother Jue, targeting the latter's sentence of "the three on the other side are getting impatient."
"Why?" Feng Bujue replied with a half-smile. "Could it be because … 'revenge is a delicious meal after cooling down'?"
He was quoting from The Godfather.
The lines in the book were not for the sake of being fashionable, but because … he already knew what Ke Ronne was thinking.
"Looks like … you know me …" Ke Ronne's tone gradually turned cold.
"Although this is the first time we've met, when I saw you, many of the problems that were troubling me not long ago … were easily solved." Brother Jue paused and said, "Ke Ronne, your name … I've heard of it. I also know that you were once Soul-Snatcher's confidant …"
"'Once'?" At this moment, a fierce glint appeared in Ke Ronne's eyes, and he interrupted sharply.
"Haha …" Feng Bujue shrugged and laughed. "Alright, you were 'still' …" He deliberately emphasized the word "still". "… Soul-Snatcher's confidant …" But then, he added in a very casual tone, "Although that guy is already dead, it's fine as long as you're happy."
"You bastard …" Ke Ronne's cold aura could not withstand the test of Feng Bujue's torrential strength. He was quickly enraged and lost his cool.
"Cursing won't solve the problem." Brother Jue quickly continued. "Of course, the matter of you 'leading a group of people who are still loyal to Soul-Snatcher and betraying the Phantom Fiend Church' is still commendable to me. At least it's more effective than cursing." He spread his hands and said in a very relaxed manner, "Then, I might as well ask again … Your current 'master' … the existence that you think is enough to help you complete your revenge … Who is it?"
Hearing this, Ke Ronne's expression changed again. A sinister smile appeared on his face again. "Hahaha … Feng Bujue, I know you … You're still ten years too early to get information from me —"
"Enough! Are you done blabbering? " Before Ke Ronne could finish his words, Idiante, who had been waiting impatiently with a warhammer on his shoulder, shouted and interrupted, "Anyway, we're going to kill him anyway! I'll go first! "
This "God of Folly" was just like his name. As a representative of the chaotic evil camp, what he liked to do the most was to shout "eat my big X" while charging at the enemy. Everything else could wait …
In front of 23, Idiante could still restrain himself a little. But now that he was out of the sight of his "master," the warhammer in his hand was already thirsting for blood.
In the blink of an eye, Idiante leaped. His huge body drew a parabola in the air like a bolt of lightning as he pounced straight at Brother Jue.
Boom!
After a short two seconds, the warhammer that looked like an electric pole hit the ground, smashing the corpses on the ground and leaving a spiderweb-like crater on the ground.
"Hmm … If I'm not mistaken …" After the attack landed, Feng Bujue's voice sounded immediately. His figure immediately appeared ten meters away from Idiante's side. "You should be the strongest among the three."
"Hmph … You're quite observant." Idiante turned his only eyeball to look at Brother Jue and snorted coldly. Judging from his expression, he was obviously quite satisfied with this evaluation.
"Hmm?" However, Tureus, who was watching the battle, was not happy when he heard this. "Brat … You haven't even seen me make a move, and you're already making such a presumptuous assertion … The legendary Feng Bujue is nothing more than this."
"Don't be fooled!" Unexpectedly, before Feng Bujue could say anything, Crone shouted first, "He's trying to sow discord. Remember, don't be led by his words!"
As a member of the Phantom Fiend Church and Soul Snatcher's confidant, Crone knew a lot about Feng Bujue's actions. When he thought about how his former master was schemed to death by Brother Jue, and how he did not even get to see his enemy's face until his death, he gnashed his teeth in hatred.
Hence, after the Twilight of the Gods incident, Crone had been collecting all kinds of information about Brother Jue. He also studied his words, actions, and habitual strategies. Now, he had already memorized most of the tricks that Brother Jue had used. In other words … Not only could he prevent himself from being tricked, but he could also remind his companions.
"Heh … Do I need to sow discord to deal with trash like you?" Feng Bujue saw Crone's reaction and showed an extremely mocking smile.
"'Trash like you'?" The more Tureus listened, the more he felt that his opponent's words were grating. When he repeated this sentence, he had already raised his greatsword. "Looks like … If I don't let you experience my strength, you won't know how to write the word 'fear'."
"What kind of strength do you have?" When his teammates were not around, Feng Bujue's vulgarities came as he wished. "Let me tell you, what I hate the most is a job like the Holy Knight … You piece of trash who uses the Holy Light job class to code …" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Idiante. "And you, a huge piece of trash whose IQ is close to that of an invertebrate …" Then, Crone was unlucky enough to be shot. "And you, a traitor from the Phantom Fiend Church … Trash among trash!"
He scolded the two Demigod Level players and the extremely powerful Unique Form NPC one by one. When he scolded them, his tone and gaze were still very much like that of a local ruffian. He was as arrogant as he could be, and as annoying as he could be.
"I'll sue all of you …" When the next sentence came out of his mouth, Feng Bujue's tone mysteriously changed again. "Trash like you, if you want to come at me together, hurry up and save me some time … So that I don't have to deal with all of you one by one. It's like I have diarrhea."
Since he had already said so, the three of them did not have much to say. The three of them also understood that they might not win even if they were to scold one another. So, Crone and Tureus chose to use action to shut Brother Jue up.
At this point, the self-esteem of the Nine Gods, the selfishness of preserving strength, and so on were meaningless. In short, there was only one word — fight!
Anyway, they also thought that it was almost impossible for Idiante to kill Feng Bujue with his own strength. It was only a matter of time before the three of them attacked together. Feng Bujue's clamor was just a matter of time.
When the battle started again, Crone waved the scepter in his hand and chanted a strange incantation. At the same time as the incantation, there were strange gurgling sounds.
Feng Bujue also quickly noticed that the source of these strange sounds was the "dragon corpses" on the ground.
Bang!
A few seconds later, the first explosion was heard. The skin and flesh of a dragon corpse exploded in response to the sound. A "Bone Dragon" with blue flames and a ghostly aura rose from the dragon corpse and let out a roar.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Immediately after that, there was a series of explosions in the open space, as if firecrackers had been set off.
In just a dozen seconds, the Bone Dragons, whose combat strength was not inferior to Wang Long's, rose from the corpses and crawled toward Feng Bujue.
"Hah … Hah … In this place full of corpses … Against a necromancer …" After Crone completed the summoning spell, he was already sweating profusely. He looked at Brother Jue while panting and muttered to himself, "Hah … With the help of two gods … I … I don't believe that you won't die!"
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