Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1377: Both Beauty

"Forgotten Realm?" "Boss, you mean there's an army hidden in the Land of the Lost?" Yoga asked in surprise.

"That's right, and the quantity isn't too small." Morocco sighed and said, "You know, my wealth comes from green crystals. So, where did the green crystals come from? On the surface, they were supplied by the big shots in the wastelands, but they were distributed to other places. Where would there be so many green crystals for me to sell?"

"Back then, I had no choice but to go to the Forgotten Realm, almost lost my life in it. Fortunately, I got the help of an old man, even though I didn't know the truth. However, at that time, I discovered that the Forgotten Realm was not desolate. There were many secrets in it. At that time, the one who sent me back to Mokedan was an army sent by that old man. Otherwise, do you think those big shots in the wilderness would let me leave the Realm so easily with so many green crystals? "

Yoga took a deep breath and said, "If this is the case, then what are we going to do if these people from the Forgotten Realm are going to start a war against Mokedan?"

"Yes, if the two sides fight, how should we deal with ourselves?" Morocco seemed to be asking himself. He took a few steps in his room and stopped. "The old man made a condition that I should be of full assistance when someone came looking for him with that ring. I have never thought of breaking my promise. Apart from the source of the green crystals, I also don't want to be enemies with the Forgotten Realm. But if the two sides really fight, we will also suffer. "After all, our foundation is here. Whether we win or lose, it will be very disadvantageous to me."

"In that case, boss. Otherwise, you can notify Lord Gurant and let him handle it." Yoga suggested.

Morocco's eyes turned cold and he said, "Then, I'll be at odds with the Realm of the Forgotten. I can't be so hasty. Moreover, this person can get that ring. In addition, I heard that there was a Dark King in the Wilderness recently. If my guess is correct, that person just now is the Wasteland's Communist Party Master."

"That would be even more impressive."

"Indeed, but because of this, we need to be even more careful." Morocco pointed at Yuga, "Think of a way to let that old man Nicuna know about this." He and Gurant are very close. Recently, he heard that his situation is very bad. He is looking for opportunities everywhere to make a contribution to the City Lord. Let us help him. In this way, Gurant will know about this matter, and the Realm of Forgotten Immortals will not know that we did it. It can be said that both of them are beautiful. "

"As for what Gurant wants to do, we don't care anymore."

Yoga nodded and said, "I'll do it now."

"No, wait." Morocco called out to him, "Come with me first, and then find an opportunity to do it. The other party is from the Forgotten Realm, so I have to be careful. I don't know if anyone will be watching us."

So the Moroccan couple left the Desert Boat Shop a moment later and hid in Belmord, a building across the street, to see all of this. He wasn't in a hurry to follow, and only when the Moroccan land carriage disappeared at the end of Twenty-seventh Street did it turn into a black mist and disappear.

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. At noon the next day, Gurant, who had returned to his residence, was filled with rage.

It turned out that when he went to report to Bali today, the Grand Superintendent gave him another order. Since the last time he had asked Gurant to hand over the management of Mokedan, Bali had now demanded that the Shadow Army of the stronghold be under his command. Gurant was furious, but he didn't dare to say anything. He even had to agree with a smile on his face. Who told that person to be the murderous Berserker Bali? Who told him that Gurant was just a small general in the empire.

The ten Bali didn't dare to bow to Gurant.

After returning to his residence, countless things were smashed to pieces by the City Lord. Even the two dancers he usually liked were killed by Gurant. When Nick arrived, he happened to see the guards dragging the dancer's corpse out. Nicholas couldn't help but shrink his neck, wondering if he would come back some other time.

But Gurant had already seen him and waved his hand, "What are you doing here?"

Nick smiled and said, "Sir, I have bad news. No, good news no "

Gurant rolled his eyes. "Is it good news or bad news, old man? I'm in a bad mood now. You'd better not play with me!"

"How dare I, my lord!" "Actually, I just got the news, but I don't know if it's good or bad," Nick said hurriedly.

"Alright, alright. If you have fart, hurry up and let it go."

Seeing that the City Lord was getting impatient, Nick didn't dare to show off any further. He went to Gurant's side and whispered, "Sir, you should know what kind of Dark King has appeared on the other side of the wasteland recently. He is regarded as the co-owner of the wasteland or something."

"I know. Only those fellows in the Great Wasteland will make a fuss. However, there's only one more expert rising up. What's wrong? Could it be that the Dark King has come to my Mockpill?" Gurant said half-jokingly.

However, seeing Nick's solemn expression, the City Lord shouted softly, "Could it be that the Dark King is in Mockpill?"

"That's right, my lord." Nick said in a deep voice, "I'll have someone check the news after I receive it. From the various indications, it should be the Dark King. I won't dare to neglect it when I hear about it. I'll notify your Excellency immediately."

"How rare, Nick. Why didn't you tell Lord Bali?" Gurant smiled dryly and added, "He is now the City Lord, the real City Lord."

Nick smiled and said, "Lord Bali is a high-ranking Grand Superintendent. How can he put me in his eyes? I know that only you, Lord, will believe me when you treat me as a friend. So who should I inform? Isn't that obvious at a glance?"

"Very good, Nick." '"I'll remember what you did for me today," Gurant patted the skinny old Barre so hard that he almost fell to the ground. "There will definitely be some rewards in the future. Now you go first, I'll go find you if there's anything else."

"Alright, alright. Then I'll take my leave, Your Excellency." Nick hurriedly said goodbye.

After he left, Gurant called his trusted aide over and said, "Go get General Smoker and tell him I have something important to discuss with him."

Not letting the City Lord wait for too long, fifteen minutes later, a heavily armored general walked in. He respectfully said to Gurant, "Smoker greets your Excellency."

Gurant nodded and pulled Smoker up, "My dear general, a mouse has slipped into our city. I wonder if you can catch it for me?"

The general's eyes lit up, "Oh, there's such a thing. I don't know where the mouse is, but I'll do it immediately."

"I'm glad, General Smoker. You can still do it for me without asking, even as Lord Bali takes command of my army. You know, I'm touched." Gurant patted the general on the shoulder.

The latter remained silent.