"Adela, you and Sylvia will go back to Sea of ​​Fire City later.

I'll follow Sir M'Rak and take another trip to hell.

When you arrive at the Sea of ​​Fire City, you lead your fleet to quickly evacuate from the Hell Sea and return to defend Longgue Port City.

Our intelligence is sealed very well. Hell may become suspicious when he discovers that he has lost a main city so quickly.

There shouldn't be any immediate troops to attack in the short term.

Of course this is hell, so it’s hard to say anything.

You understand.

When we arrived at Sea of ​​Fire City, we changed our previous plan and stopped sealing off the sea of ​​​​hell.

Quickly return to Longgue Port City, adjust our military strength, and be ready to support the eastern front at any time."

"Okay, let me take a look."

Sylvia looked carefully at the map drawn by the seven pigeons.

Adela didn't reply, she muttered, and the left side of her face bulged slightly.

She touched her blond hair and turned her head angrily... and let out a "hum".

"Adela?"

Adela peeked out of the corner of her eyes and saw Qi Ge looking at her cautiously.

She became even more angry.

As soon as she asked about Schmidt, Qi Ge would talk about him in various ways and refused to answer anything.

There must be something wrong!

"Adela~~"

Qi Ge poked Adela's hand shamelessly under the table.

Adela sighed inwardly.

Forget it, I'm not a good person either. Not only did he take advantage of the rewards, but he also forcibly named Qi Ge as his guardian knight without asking for his consent.

He also played a trick and used a secret code to touch Qi Ge's hand.

Be patient first.

The overall situation is the most important thing, and we will settle accounts later.

"Qige, can you tell me why you suddenly changed your plan?"

"On the way to the castle, Sir Mrak mentioned it.

He had just met Ronis yesterday who had performed the divine descending technique.

Divine Descent is a level 7 demigod strategic spell that even Ronis cannot cast easily.

Therefore, Ronis will enter a weak state for two days.

These two days are our best opportunity to support Sosa.

…”

Adela and Sylvia couldn't speak for a long time after hearing Qi Ge's plan.

"Hey! Qi Ge, you are so despicable! If you don't become a pirate with me, it's a waste of talent.

It's just your brain that's so bad.

After robbing one’s home, we pirates can’t do such an immoral thing.

It’s so weird!”

Sylvia looked at the seven pigeons and was filled with admiration.

“Not only is it despicable, it’s also very shameless.

Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, I want this and that.

The risks are borne by others, and any advantages are yours."

Adela agreed with admiration.

Qi Ge was sweating coldly on his back, so he couldn't accept these words.

What Adela said meant something, and it would be easy to get into trouble if he took it.

He coughed and quickly changed the subject:

"Ahem. You should be careful on the way back.

There is nothing the hell forces can do against our fleet at sea.

We will leave when our goal is achieved, but we know this news, but hell does not.

Therefore, they will definitely find ways to take countermeasures against us.

There are only four measures they can take:

1. Encircle Wei and rescue Zhao, and attack the coast of Erathia.

Second, defend coastal cities with heavy troops.

Third, strengthen the walls and clear the country, withdraw troops from coastal cities, lure us into the city, and then launch siege warfare on land to counter-encirclement and suppress us.

Fourth, ask the demigods to take action.

It is most unlikely for a demigod to take action.

The only demigod of the hell forces is Serron, who wants to preside over the overall situation of the Holy War.

The possibility of strengthening the wall and clearing the field is also low, the cost is too high, and it is considered a gamble.

I got the information that the person in charge of the Hell Sea this time is Aulima.

She is a heretic from human beings who rebelled to hell. She is not as chaotic and crazy as the heroes of hell.

So one and two are the plans she is most likely to adopt.

By taking us by surprise, we can catch Olima on the sea.

But we cannot ignore several other possibilities and must make plans."

Sylvia patted her chest and said in red: "Don't worry! As long as I meet her at sea, I can capture her as a hostage. She is definitely no match for me."

Adela nodded, looked at Qi Ge worriedly and said:

"We will pay attention. But you must be careful.

Even if Yasha God's Chosen can be resurrected, we must consider whether Hell will have any special means.

Their tricks are endless, and Erathia has already suffered a lot."

Then you don’t know how much the previous life hell suffered at the hands of players (mainly me).

The fourth day of disaster lived up to its reputation.

"Well, Adela, I'll be careful."

Qi Ge looked directly at Adela.

Adela pulled up her nun's robe, covered her face, and lowered her head to study the map.

"ping ping"

Two knocks on the door sounded.

After a while, Mrak opened the door and walked in. He was smiling and seemed very happy, followed by a young man with a troubled face.

He should be Rosie Avala Mrak, Smit's father.

Seven Pigeons observed carefully.

Luo Shi's long hair is golden brown and messy, and his rough beard grows from his chin to the roots of his ears.

His lips were thick, chapped and bloodless, giving him a weather-beaten look.

There was still some conspicuous dust on Luo Shi's face. It could be seen that he didn't have much time to wash his face.

However, Qi Ge noticed that Luo Shi's armor and weapons were well maintained.

The gray-white steel armor on his upper body showed traces of being burned by fireballs, and one area was slightly blackened. This should be the masterpiece of Hell's Magog troops.

But the blackened area was carefully scratched by Luo Shi, and you can't tell it unless you look carefully.

The spear in Luo Shi's hand was wrapped in an oilcloth.

Qi Ge noticed that Luo Shi's pants were shorter, exposing a small piece of skin above his military boots. The oilcloth wrapping the gun head was made of the same material as Luo Shi's pants.

The barrel of the spear looked like it had been carefully polished and was spotless.

Even in such a dim firelight in the room, the spear can be illuminated until it shines brightly.

It's a bit interesting that a person who hasn't washed his face for several days wipes his weapons and armor so carefully.
To be continued...