The danger encountered on the way to retreat was far less than Roger expected, and El led his troops to turn back along the same path, gathering the small forces that remained behind along the way, and when they reached the entrance to the second layer of ruins, they counted the number of people and found that they were still far from the expected number of casualties. (For the latest chapter reading, please visit)

Although the demons lurking in the depths of the ruins continued to swarm, they did not show any organization from beginning to end, and this kind of chaotic and instinctive combat mode did not pose a deadly threat to the bandits gathered by Roger's men. As a result, these small units left behind were not defeated in the end, although they also experienced difficult battles.

"It looks like the demons in the ruins have been manipulated by Adrian as well, otherwise we wouldn't be facing just these cats and dogs. El said to Roger with a frown.

After leaving the Temple of the Dark Moon, Lolana closed her mouth and refused to waste her saliva again, and El also knew that she had been exhausted just now, so he stopped asking her for advice. Although at this time, there were still many questions in his mind, such as what was Adrian's purpose in designing traps and controlling demons. But now that the guy has hung up, the answer to this question is not so important.

When he got back to his team, he could listen to Lorana nag if he had time, but for now Elle was more concerned about whether this good fortune could be maintained until he left this damn place.

Roger was likewise uninterested in knowing the answer to this question, as the issues he now had to consider were much more critical and urgent. In the end, there were far more robbers who survived than he expected, and that meant a lot of extra distribution. Now that Roger has a lot of money, it's not that he can't give up this bit of oil and water, what he really worries about is the inner thoughts of these robbers.

If it were only his own subordinates of the Ghost Wolf Thieves, he would still be able to control the situation with his prestige, but those Blackbeard's old tribes and the bandits of other forces were not loyal to him. If they knew that the treasure had been opened this time, there would be no need for Adrian to provoke it secretly, and there would be a different kind of thought in their hearts.

Before retreating, Roger had repeatedly ordered his men not to divulge information about the treasure to anyone before leaving the ancient ruins, but he did not dare to guarantee that there would be no secret line between his cronies and other forces. At this time, intellectually speaking, he could not announce the news of the treasure, but in the eyes of others, he might not think so. The robbers themselves have never been moral, and naturally they are not afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice. 【Starter】

Climbing back from the cliff to the first level of ruins, away from the invasion of the law of chaos, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts, and many robbers couldn't help but sit down, shouting that they wanted to rest and refused to hurry again. Although this request is reasonable, Roger knows that someone must have gotten the news and is ready to take advantage of this time to carry out the series. Roger thought for a moment, walked over to El and whispered, "Do me a favor." ”

"This is not covered by our agreement, and there is an additional fee. Eel's powers of observation certainly noticed the unusual atmosphere among the robbers, and they also knew what Roger wanted to do with him. However, from the standpoint of outsiders, he hoped in his heart that these robbers would be more fierce for the treasure, so that no one would pay attention to them anymore.

"Don't overestimate the IQ of these bastards...... Roger whispered expressionlessly, "If you really want to make a fuss, you don't want to stay out of it." ”

"Are you threatening me?" El asked, tilting his head.

"Miss Lolana may give you a more sensible suggestion. Roger glanced at the girl hiding in the innermost shadow of the Istaron troops, and said half-jokingly.

"What if her suggestion was for us to help you out of all your troubles?" El couldn't help but sneer as he glanced at the bandits' ranks. Due to the apparent difference in combat effectiveness, although the Istalon warriors have always played the role of pioneers, the robbers have suffered even more casualties.

Excluding the teams that have not yet converged on the first layer of ruins, it is only now that Roger's bandits are full of bandits, there are only about a hundred people left, and basically all of them are injured, and half of them are not members of his cronies.

On the side of the Istalon warriors, the sacrificed fighters remained in the single digits, and some of the wounded were treated in a timely manner. Although Lolana's alchemical potion is not as healing as the orthodox temple sacrifice, it is completely sufficient for a warrior with rough skin and thick flesh.

El said that solving all the troubles, of course, also includes Roger himself, with the strength he has at his disposal, it is not surprising that even if he wants to eat black. In fact, El was also convinced in his heart that if Rolana had been replaced to lead this team, Roger would have already been unable to find the north.

It's a shame that this guy can still have unrealistic fantasies about her, could it be that he was hooked by the talent of the eldest lady?

"That's not a sensible suggestion. Roger laughed dryly twice, and did not continue. He also knew in his heart that if he stood in El instead, it would be impossible not to be moved. However, he chose to believe El naturally for his own reasons. Except for the fact that the two of them have some sympathy for each other, he knows that this guy is actually a person with a bottom line.

Although El is not a good person, as long as he has promised something, it is impossible to go back on whether it is coercion or temptation. This is not only the personality factor of the individual, but also the dignity of the strong. Roger thinks he knows a little bit about El in this regard, as he is such a person himself.

There is a thing in this world called "smelly kindred".

Roger turned and walked away, El shrugged his shoulders, grabbed the unknown mountain knife at his waist, cleared his throat and shouted to his soldiers, "Let's move on, get out of this place quickly!"

Although the Istaron warriors were also tired, they were also like arrows, and naturally they would not resist El's orders. They patted their butts and got up from the ground, silently lined up and began to march.

The bandits, who had wanted to be passive and sabotage, immediately became agitated when they saw the actions of the Istaron warriors, and they knew in their hearts that if it were not for these regular army fighters opening the way ahead, many of them would not have survived until now. Although they are now out of the danger zone of the second layer of the ruins, the demons entrenched in the first layer of the ruins are also not to be underestimated. If they were out of the protection of these Isttalon warriors, their fate could be predicted.

"Hey, hey, General El, why are you in such a hurry...... I mean, we're all back on the first floor, so why hurry?" one of the robbers, seeing that something was wrong and not knowing where the courage came from, jumped in front of El, and smiled with his arms outstretched.

The robber was also a well-known leader, but not Roger's cronies. Just now, he was secretly conspiring, trying to force Roger to spit out a little favor in this way. Of course, when he thought about this plan, he did not take into account the important factor of the Istalon troops in the slightest.

El never showed any interest in the treasure and did his job to the best of his ability, but it was because he was too low-key along the way that the robbers took it for granted, and they subconsciously regarded the army as mercenaries who were paid to do things, and did not expect that these people would suddenly act on their own.

The bandit leader was so frightened by the sudden change that his head was in a mess, and he subconsciously rushed forward, but when he stood in front of El, he suddenly came to his senses, and suddenly cold sweat soaked his back. He finally remembered that the person in front of him was not a person to provoke.

"What do I do, I need to explain to you?" El looked at him with a cold face, and before the fool could speak, he pulled out the mountain knife at his waist and slashed it straight away.

The blade slashed, barely slashing into the human body, and El vaguely heard an unsatisfied sigh in his ears. The mountain knife in his hand was slightly hot, and it was cold again, and there was no blood stained on the blade. The robber standing in front of him opened his mouth in vain to make a sound, but his head slid down his neck, and the blood in his chest spurted out two meters high, and the rest of his body shook a little, and slowly fell limply at El's feet.

There was silence all around, and all the robbers were so frightened by El's murderous behavior that they lost their ability to think. The robbers, who were in high blood because of the treasure of the King of Thieves, kept their mouths shut neatly. They finally remembered who El was, and finally remembered that he had three hundred wolf-like warriors under his command.

Roger, who had been mentally prepared, was not frightened at this time, but he noticed the weapon in El's hand and couldn't help but light up in his eyes. He rolled his eyes, and he had already guessed the origin of this weapon.

Feeling Roger's burning eyes, El sneered and patted his chest, seeing that his face changed drastically and subconsciously pressed the money bag hidden in his arms, he couldn't help but smile.

"Would you like a change?" El asked maliciously.

"Change your uncle. Roger rolled his eyes, ignoring his provocation, and turned back to his robbers and shouted, "Does anyone else have an opinion?"

Of course, no one will have any more opinions, because everyone sees that Roger is also holding his own knife. If there is another fool who doesn't know what to do, he will definitely no longer need someone else to do it for him.

It is difficult for robbers to control their sanity in the face of great interests, but in the face of the same huge threat to their lives, they will quickly calm down and clamp their tails and become people. If there is no need, no one wants to understand the killing intent of either Roger or El.

"Then hurry up and get up for me to keep up!" Roger kicked over the hesitant robber beside him, and said viciously: "If you can't keep up, fend for yourself, Lao Tzu is not short of manpower now!" (Jiangsu.com)