The evil god may be able to stop it, but if he unites with it, then the Kallasde Continent will be truly hopeless.

Therefore, they must prevent the Mogg people from entering and looking for them no matter what, and they would rather offend the Moggs.

On the territory of the Mogg family.

A middle-aged man with a dignified face and only a little wrinkle frowned when he heard the report from his subordinates, and then clenched his fists and hung down to the stone pillar beside him.

Bang –

"The people from the Krotisk Academy said that Ilhe is now ...... Already dead? ”

Although everyone in the Krotisk Academy didn't know if Moggat was dead, in the Warcraft training ground, the Warcraft inside was rampant and should have died, so they made up their minds directly.

At this time, although his face did not change at all, he was already extremely painful, and his tone was trembling slightly.

This is his favorite son, who died in the Warcraft training ground of the Krotisk Academy? Didn't the Krotistsk Academy arrange for a mentor to protect its son?

"You take a group of people to the Academy of Crotisk and say, 'I, Mogfes, who will see my son in life, will see my son's bones in death.'"

"Yes....... Be! ”

After the words fell, the subordinate left in a hurry.

"Krotisk, I hope you can answer to my satisfaction, otherwise...... I will make you make amends for my son's sin! ”

As Mogmouth finished talking to himself, a crystal appeared in his hand, and there was a black gas in the crystal that was spinning in a spiral.

This is the Cult's signal crystal, and once he crushes it, it means that he has joined the Cult's lineup.

And the advantage that the evil god taught him was that once the Crotia Empire was destroyed, he would become the emperor of the Crotia Empire.

As for now, he is waiting, waiting for what the Crotisk Academy will do next, if he doesn't find the traitor, then he can only use their Mogg clan's special magic array to find it.

Here at the Krotisk Academy, at this time, a group of people walked towards a high-rise building in a hurry, and this scene was also seen by many students, and many people recognized the clothes worn by these subordinates.

Bang –

There was a knock on the door, and then I saw a group of people standing in the doorway.

The discussion of everyone present was interrupted, and they looked at the person who came for some reason.

"Our master asked us to look for the young master, hoping that the tutors of the Krotisk Academy would allow it."

While saying this, the subordinate also took out a piece of pure gold and a gold medal with magic patterns, and said in an arrogant tone.

Everyone glanced at each other, and one of the most powerful old men in this group of eighth-level mentors spoke up: "It is the fault of our Krotistsk Academy that the noble young master went missing in the Warcraft training ground, and we will allow you to enter the outer area to find the noble young master." ”

After all, the face of the Mogg clan still has to be given, and besides, it doesn't matter how you run around on the periphery, as long as it's not in the inner circle.

"Our master said that even if the deepest part of the Warcraft training ground is dangerous, we have to venture into it, and if Young Master Mogateay doesn't find it for a day, we can only stay here for a day."

Obviously, this group of Mogg people received a death order from Mogfes, and they must find Moggett before they give up.

"I'm sorry, but you can't enter the deepest part of the Warcraft Training Ground, and if you are so aggressive, we will not even allow you to enter the outer areas!"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied in a cold tone.

All the eighth-level instructors present were also staring directly at these Mogg clan people at this time, although the faces of the two sides did not change on the surface, but it could be seen from their eyes that they seemed to be already fighting.

"Our young master met with an accident in your academy, can't we even let us find someone from our own house? Your academy is really above the Empire, above all the nobles! ”

The subordinate snorted coldly, and at the same time, his face was no longer the same as before, some were just like cold frost.

"No, it's not good, besides, the deepest part of the Warcraft training ground is not for anyone to enter, even a seventh-level little mage is very difficult to enter, let alone a second-level mage student?"

The old man spoke in a tone of non-deflation, obviously he would not let the Moggs into the depths under any circumstances.

"Didn't your court even give us the face of the Mogg family?"

The original arrogance of this subordinate has been somewhat restrained, after all, he and these people he brought are only at the level of seventh-level little demon masters at the most, and all the mentors present are all eighth-level demon masters, if they are directly angered, and they are left here forever, wouldn't they want to cry without crying?

"It's not that we don't give it, but we resolutely don't allow anyone to enter the deepest area of the Warcraft training ground, and also, this is not a place where you can be arrogant, go back and call your master, I just want to tell him about some things like his son kidnapped some of our female students before entering our academy and destroyed their white bodies."

"If it weren't for the fact that our academy had given you Mogg enough face to suppress these things, would you think...... Will the students who have been ruined now be on the front lines, or will they appear directly on your Mogg clan territory to wreak havoc? Get lost!! ”

After the old man finished speaking, he shook his hand directly at them, and they were directly knocked out by a huge force and fell to the ground.

Bang Bang Bang –

Ahh

Hiss~

The crowd touched their buttocks and stood up.

"Butler, what are we going to do?"

"Yes, butler, this Crotisk Academy doesn't give us the face of the Mogg clan, right?"

The subordinates on the side spoke directly to the leader, and their tones were full of resentment.

"Go back!"

The man who was called the butler by the person he brought with him spoke up, although there was no anger on his face, in fact, he was already thinking about how to let his master clean them up.

"That's the Moggs? What's wrong with them? A look of anger. ”

"What else can I do, it should be that they want to ask our academy to help them do things, but they were denied."

The students on the side also guessed wildly, apparently Moggeti's death had not yet reached their ears.

"Bastard!"

At this time, in the territory of the Mogg clan, the middle-aged man sitting on the high seat also scolded angrily.

And the butler below was trembling slightly, not daring to look directly at Mogfes, who was now angry.