At this time, Kuruma was less than three hours away from the giant monkey camp.

After all, Kuruma was a priest from a civilian background, with an average physique, and he was not young, and he was in a hurry, and his physical strength was very high, and seeing that the two subordinates behind him were also showing fatigue, he decided to take a break.

This wise decision was immediately supported by two of his men, so a simple thunderbolt defense circle was set up nearby, and the three of them sat on the ground and rested in place.

One of his subordinates said flatteringly: "High Priest, if this plan goes well, you will soon be the master of all the tribes in the entire southern jungle." “

Kuruma smiled: "The world is complicated, the human heart is chaotic, without the guidance of the sun god, how can ignorant mortals discern the direction? ”

Yes, one day, the world will understand the good intentions of the high priest. High Priest, there won't be any problems with our plans in Dallas, right?"

"Foolproof. Those old diehards of the military would never have thought that even if I was not in Dallas, the plan could be launched. ”

"But, High Priest, to be on the safe side, let us get in touch with the family. ”

Kuruma pondered for a moment and said, "What you said also makes sense, so let's get in touch." As he spoke, he took out a small statue of the golden sun god, and said with words in his mouth, and after a while, the eyes of the golden sun god opened and he said with sincere fear: "High priest, obey your orders. “

Kuruma said to his men thousands of miles away, "Well, Krutassa, how is it over there in Dallas?"

"Uh, a little, a little bit of trouble. “

"Hmm, what's the trouble? The old guys are moving?"

"No, except for the Sipitotek Legion who has already cooperated with us, the three old guys left in the military still think you are in Dallas, and nothing has changed at the moment. His Majesty Curantino...... No, no, the hypocrite's brain is completely rotten, maybe the dosage is too strong......"

"Let's get to the point!" Seeing that the light of the golden statue began to dim, and the magic energy was about to run out, but his subordinates were still talking nonsense, Kuruma was furious.

The subordinate shuddered for a moment, and said tremblingly: "Now on the throne is the stand-in we arranged, but it won't last long, you better come back as soon as possible - that, that, or the military, although the three old guys did not move, but the kid named Cheberkeley took five hundred people out of the city early in the morning, saying that he was going to train." ”

"That kid who cultivates the statue of the god is a little cunning, but five hundred people can't make big waves, just send someone to keep an eye on it—that's the trouble you're talking about?"

Perhaps Kuruma's angry tone was heard by his subordinates, who trembled and said, "Yes...... It's ......"

"I'll go back in a day and a half at most, and it's going as planned!"

"That, the plan, is...... Invite the three legion commanders to the Sun Temple under the pretext of a feast, and then kill them?"

Kuruma was very impatient: "Then set fire to the city, and when the army is leaderless and the people are panicking, come out and clean up the mess, and take the power of Atlas into our own hands!

"Yes, yes. ”

"Alright, so be it!" Kuruma slapped the golden statue to the ground in exasperation, and communication stopped.

"This wretched!" Kuruma said with hatred, "such a long distance, every breath consumes a lot of magical energy, verbose, hateful! Even a hairy boy can't rest assured, is that only so much guts!"

The two subordinates glanced at each other, and one of them said with a smile: "High Priest, I think that he really respects you, think about it, the person who is talking directly to him is the future master of Dallas, the ruler of the southern jungle, and the agent of the will of the sun god in the world, how can he not be nervous? ”

Kuruma laughed: "Well said, then I won't bother with him! ”

Meanwhile, in a secret room at the Temple of the Sun in Dallas, thousands of miles away, Krutassa, who had just finished a call, was limp and collapsed in his chair, a sharp sword crushed against his neck.

"Chee, Lord Cheberkeley, I've done as you say, I'm really just a communications operator, and I'm going to immediately inform the priests who are trying to rebel in the name of Kuruma to stop their actions. Just leave me alone. ”

Cheberkeley smiled brightly: "No. If you have a good plan, why stop? Go ahead, I'm not going to stand in the way. ”

"Hey, you mean ......"

"I didn't mean anything, I never knew your plans, and I never appeared in front of you. Now, change your pants, wash your face, go out calmly, and carry out the plan without the slightest mistake. ”

As he spoke, Cheberkeley leaned close to his ear and said viciously: "You have been cursed by the god craftsman from Doland, your every move is in our eyes, if you dare to be dishonest, how did you kill my uncle and uncle, how can I kill you!"

Crutassa was pardoned, and he ran away.

Out of the shadows of the corner slowly came the four people, none other than the second squad of the first team of Team 1643: Riley, Royce, Isis, and Barak.

Royce said, "Lord Cheberkeley, if Kuruma's conspiracy is carried out, the whole city will be in chaos, is that really good?"

Cheberkeley warmly embraced him, "Thank you, my noble sir, for all that you have done for us, but," he took a step back and said solemnly, "you are a Gentile after all, and you do not know how powerful Kuruma is, and we must find an opportunity to eradicate his henchmen in one fell swoop!

Royce took a step back: "Then, in the light of the relationship we have worked with, please provide protection for me and my family, thank you very much!"

Cheberkley took Royce's hands and shook them vigorously: "What are you kidding, my dearest friend, without you, I would not have discovered Kuruma's conspiracy, and I would not have been able to get to where I am today." I will take you to the most dangerous, but most glorious, noble, and holy of kings—to be the right-hand man of the future ruler of Atlas!"

Royce smiled helplessly: "In that case, we might as well obey our orders as respectful." “

Riley was anxious, and said in the team chat: "Royce, this Cheberkeley is crazy! He wants to use Kuruma's plan to overthrow Kuruma and come to power himself! The king is dead, the army is in chaos, the high priest is rebelling, if the whole city is on fire and order collapses, Dallas will be destroyed!"

Royce let out a long sigh, "Riley, do you remember what Duck told about the destruction of Gutnotiran?

"But the people are innocent! They don't deserve to suffer from this kind of conspirators! What would your parents say if they were still alive? Royce, if we could save the whole city, but we would sit idly by, we would regret it! I don't want to live in guilt!"

Barak said in a deep voice: "If it is for the benefit of the Dorlanders, Dallas is allowed to be destroyed, I can understand it. However, I am a native of Nozik, I was, I am, and I will be, three, and I have taken my leave. ”

Isis also said: "In the eyes of the mercenaries, there should be no only interests, I am going back to Snell Harbor." Good bye. “

"Wait!" Royce shouted, "you've forgotten something!"

The two who were about to leave turned around.

Royce smiled: "Riley, you are the captain of the second squad, what to do, you give orders!"