The Prophet Tangul suddenly realized that Isaac-Glott was enjoying all this in front of him.

"Not exactly." Tangul said, twisting his tail anxiously. Isaac Grotte took another bite.

"Not exactly." Isaac-Glott said to himself, almost continuing with a gloating tone. "Not exactly. This is not good news, the Prophet Tangul. This is not good either. The Forge Clan provides you with hundreds of the most elite troops, and many, many of our deadliest beasts, on the condition that We are going to share the loot of your successful plan. By then, you can at least return our warriors and livestock to us. "

Tangul knew that Isaac-Glott knew he could not do this. The fat monster was just teasing him, and now he had the Prophet Tangul in his hands. He wanted to know if Isaac Grotte dared to kill him.

After all, Tangul is one of the people chosen by the devil master, and a very popular messenger in the demon council. It stands to reason that even this greedy monster dared not hurt him. However, after Tang Guer deliberately told himself, unfortunately, this is not the case.

At this moment, no one knows his whereabouts except the Forge Clan and Luck Snake Tongue. He set off from Modu under extremely confidential circumstances, hoping to seize the airship for himself, and then returned to the Modu Committee with news of victory.

If something happened to him now, it would be as if he suddenly disappeared from the world. Tangulmao swelled with anger at the unfairness of the matter. He came here wholeheartedly, trying to warn the dangers of the forthcoming evil **** army of the Founder Clan, and they were ready to assassinate him because they felt he owed them a small debt.

He glared at Isaac-Glott and vowed that no matter what happened, he would let the big fat idiot pay for his rudeness. He still has the ability to blow up his enemies into powder. And Isaac-Grott risked his life and entered the room, and dared to treat himself so rudely.

As if feeling the change in Tangul's mood, Isaac-Glot looked up at him and growled. This is a terrible voice, Tanguer remembers that despite his huge body, this representative of the Founder Clan can fight with amazing speed and amazing power in the battle. This incident calmed his anger a little, but he was still ready to use his power to protect himself immediately.

"Have the troops not returned yet?" Tangul said with a surprised look.

"Very little," Isaac Grotte admitted, continuing to fork another piece of food with one paw, and sent it to his mouth, swallowing it in one bite. "They brought stories about chaotic battles, witchcraft, and the massacre of the Ratmen soldiers. Some people think this happened because of the incompetent leader, the Prophet Tangul."

"Very incompetent leader." Isaac-Glott licked his mouth and emphasized.

"I handed over the military command of this operation to the founder clan." Tangul said immediately, he knew it was true in a sense. The claw captains of the Founder Clan are not capable of implementing his grand plan, this is not his fault. "I will not judge their efficiency without authorization."

Isaac-Grott shook his head, as if Tangul was a particularly slow-minded little man, he didn't understand what he meant. "I believe you are in charge of the overall command, the Prophet Tangul. You are responsible for the success of this mission. You gave the Forge Clan a lot of assurance. They ... are very disappointed. Very disappointed."

Tangul's tail became stiff in anger. He exposed his fangs angrily. As he prepared to release his most destructive spell, a beam of light began to flash around his fingers.

"Before you do anything that is too hasty, please think about it," Isaac-Gloth said lightly, looking at the magic of the prophet's fingers. "After the defeat in Heidelberg, my status in the family is not as high as before. You can say that I am ashamed. You can also say that my people think that I can be sacrificed, which is why they appointed me to do this This conversation. You may want to think about it further. You are in the heart of the largest castle of the caster clan. Thousands of clan warriors are on standby. Not to mention the almost infinite mutant beast. Any stupid person, if you attack A member of the Founder Clan, and then trying to escape from this place, he will not run more than a hundred steps. I mentioned this because I know that you are too smart to try such a thing. Yes ,smart."

Tangul gritted his teeth in frustration. Isaac Grote ’s threat is obvious. The statement also hinted at the fact that if he took hostages and tried to find a way out through negotiations, no one would care. He was almost ashamed to admit that he had not even considered trying it.

Isaac-Gloth continued. His deep voice sounded gentle, even gentle. "To be honest, I was surprised that you would come here. After the embarrassing incident of the airship, I did not expect such a thing to happen. Why did you come?"

"I brought terrible news and brought warnings to the masters of the founder clan."

"What's that?" Isaac Grote asked seriously. He sucked something from his extended claws. Tangul noticed that his claws looked sharp and worrying.

"An infinite army of evil forces with infinite power is advancing south. It seems that the servants of the evil gods are leaving the eroded wasteland and rushing to the south just like generations ago."

"This is very important news. If this is true."

"It's true. I swear under the secret name of the devil. I have seen the master of this army with my own eyes and smelled him with my nose. Luck and I almost escaped from death."

Tangul believes it is best not to mention that Sasolion ’s followers have let him go. He didn't want to give Isaac-Glott any excuse to make him think he might be a spy or a traitor to the Ratman career.

He knew that although the idea itself was ridiculous, there were still many jealous people who were keen to make such an explanation for the incident. Although Tangul ’s name is synonymous with his devotion to the Ratman cause, he knew wisely that his enemies would make the most distorted interpretations of his most innocent behavior. He prayed that Luck would remember this too.

"This is really terrible news. You see what we should do"

"Assemble your army and prepare to defend the endless abyss and resist the invasion of the evil army. This may happen."

"If it didn't happen"

"Then call your army. In fact, that army will spread fear and panic on the road it passes. In the upcoming war, there will be many opportunities to advance the cause of the Ratman."

Although the magic in that Sasorean ’s chosen discourse made him fascinated ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, Tangul still could see that what he said was true. The evil gods are ready to attack the human kingdom. Regardless of the outcome, this fight will definitely weaken the human kingdom and even the winner. All the Ratmen have to do is wait, and new opportunities will inevitably fall into their extended claws. "The Modu Committee must be notified immediately."

Isaac Glott yawned and stood up from his chair. "You may be right, Prophet Tangul. I want to report your words to my master. They will decide what to do next."

Tangul couldn't believe it. He had just handed over extremely important information to the big fool, and he could not see the urgency of the situation. Tangul was purely out of his frustration, and even considered whether to blow the opponent into powder.

He restrained his emotions because he knew he had to tell the Modu Committee about the news. The army must gather. A plan must be made. He knew that no one was more capable of leading such a force.

He was so excited that he almost forgot about the airship. In the upcoming war, there will be countless opportunities to obtain your own glory and enhance your status in the eyes of the magic capital committee. It must be that the devil is blessing him again. He appeared in the right place at the right time again.

Isaac Grote stopped at the door of the room. "By the way, the Prophet Tangul, before this matter is resolved, you are a guest of our clan. We will pay attention to your safety. We will ensure that your needs are met. After all, you are a very special guest. I believe you understand what I mean. "

Tangul's heart sank. He knew what Isaac-Glott meant. He now understands that there is no doubt that he is a prisoner of the caster clan.