"Haha. ”

Kuruma wanted to laugh out loud, and laughed at the stunned young man in front of him who was pretending to be in a position, but the reserve he had cultivated over the years in a high position did not allow him to do so. The actual ruler of Atlas, the future Atlas Emperor, naturally could not do such a gaffe.

But, that bug just now, no, no, Thunder Slime, is really angry, give me a good breath! Look at this kid's stupidity!

Kuruma is not a Nozik supremacist, he is just an extreme egoist. In his opinion, there is nothing that cannot be traded, and since this young alchemist from Doland can provide a way to catch the Thunder Slime, what if he has fought for hundreds of years?

However, this guy has a contempt in his bones.

Yes, contempt. Contempt for oneself, contempt for Atlas, contempt for the entire Nozik race. Although this guy is obviously well-educated, gentle and courteous in his words, and polite in his actions, he always reveals an inexplicable and unfounded self-confidence and arrogance in his casual speech and demeanor. It seems that everything here is a joke of the uncivilized savages in the primeval forest.

The more it has to do with alchemy, the more obvious this contempt becomes. Kuruma felt more and more that this guy was unpleasant, and every word he said seemed to be sarcastic, and every opinion seemed to be mocking!

Disgusting, disgusting!

Now, this disgusting guy has been slapped in the face by a slime!

Kuruma suddenly felt refreshed, and said with a faint smile: "How can a foolish mortal who has created everything in the world, and disdain even the will of God, try in vain to steal the authority of God and think that he is in control of everything?"

Christian, pale, could not say a word, he had not yet recovered from the blow of defeat.

Kuruma smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry about this." Think slowly, think hard, and find a foolproof solution. I'm going to take a look at the monkey's den, you guys are watching here, and if it goes well, I'll join you when I kill the pseudo-prince." Well, I'll take two people with me, and I'll leave the rest to you. ”

This sentence caused Christian to react: "But, but Mistress Kuruma, we are at least one day away from the giant monkey lair, and it will take two days to return and return, if you are not in ......"

Kuruma waved his hand generously: "It's okay, as long as you are undefeated, it is a victory." Hold on until I get back!By the way, you'd better move the camp back to prevent further anger at the Thunder Slime - young man, you're about to get the chance to command the elite forces of Atlas, do a good job, don't let me down, hahahaha. ”

With a smile, Kuruma turned away in a dashing manner, crisp and neat, and his movements did not look like that of an old man in his sixties.

Christian's face was as dead as ashes.

Seeing Kuruma walk out of the tent, the adjutant standing next to him stepped forward and said, "I am Nerutel, the priest of the ceremonies, and when the high priest is away, you will decide the general policy, and the specific details and implementation will be left to me." If your subordinates are incompetent, please execute me immediately. ”

Christian smiled wryly. As soon as Kuruma left, he could command the members of Atlas's elite priesthood and Kuruma's direct subordinates? When you get back to Doland, organize an expedition yourself!

Thinking of this, he reluctantly smiled and said, "Then there is Lord Laborer, now, in order to avoid retaliation from the Thunder Slime, it is best for us to retreat three kilometers." ”

"Understood. Nerutel nodded, and immediately went to arrange the execution.

Christian sighed helplessly and sat down in his chair. The pain of defeat hit him again, and he needed to be still.

In the corner of the table not far from him, a slender wasp landed there. The wasp's eyes flashed, and he could see everything that was happening in the tent clearly.

"George!" said Dark, "Kuruma is heading to the giant monkey camp, we can't fight an ambush! Yupanki and Ramos can't hold it anymore, plus Kuruma...... The plan must be adjusted, do you want Enya to come back?"

"Don't panic, trust Yupanki and Ramos!"

Isabella was also anxious: "It will not be difficult for the two of them to survive, but the warriors and princes of Turansova will die!"

"First, reinforcements are about to arrive. Second, Kuruma will never reach the giant monkey camp!"

"Reinforcements, impossible! Tenotiran is out of reach, the second team is far away in Atlas, not to mention a small tribe like Pagziano - we've played all the cards in our hand!"

"All the cards? I hid one more when the cards were dealt, and another one under the tablecloth. Enough, you can rest assured. As for Kuruma, after our hard work, we have successfully transferred him to the Giant Monkey Camp, and now we have to drag him back with a surprise attack at the right time!

"When will you do it?"

"Don't worry, let Kuruma go for a while, and in twenty-two hours, destroy the leaderless Kuruma camp!"

Isabella was displeased: "Our teammates are fighting bloodily, but we have to sit and wait for a whole day?"

George was surprised, "Who said we have to sit and wait? Kuruma is not here, we have nothing to do? we will continue to fight as fierce as theirs!"

Duck smiled and said, "Understood, you have to take advantage of the enemy's alchemist to be frightened and shrink away!"

"Right! We have twenty-two hours to go straight to the heart of the swamp to capture the Thunder Slime, and possibly fight Hydra, the epic creature and guardian of the swamp!, are you ready?"

The two responded in unison: "No problem!"

"Until then, I'll have to set up a little bait for the alchemist on the other side, if he really scares away, he won't be able to drag Kuruma back. ”

"What bait?"

"Of course it's a bait that an alchemist can't refuse!"

At this time, in the tent of Kuruma's makeshift camp, Nerutel was reporting to Christian. "Lord Christian, ready to retreat at any time. ”

Christian finally let out a long sigh: "Okay, let's just- wait!"

He jumped to his feet!

Because, he could clearly see from the watch circle, that the giant worm that had released almost all of its magical energy—which he had stubbornly thought was certainly not a thunder slime—was lifting its back again.