Global Fog Survival

Chapter 252: Kill Colin with warm wine

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"What if this is a trap?"

The spiritual fluctuations of the "Sons of Crimson" spread out, and their vocal cords and other organs had mostly degenerated, but what replaced them was indeed a strengthening of the spiritual level.

You can use "mental fluctuations" to convey what you want to say more quickly.

"Sack, do you think they can be stronger than us?"

Someone retorted, "How can you be the same as the 'Sea Clan'? The prisoners we captured also said that if nothing unexpected happened, there could only be that ignorant outsider there!"

It's not that they don't know where that location is, it's Colin.

"I got some predictions. If I go there rashly..."

"Son of Crimson" Sak continued to spread his spiritual waves, "Everyone knows that our race can predict some... future trends. This time... it may not be too smooth. What if that is a trap set by the 'Holy King'..."

"Impossible! I just came from there. If the Holy King's Holy Anointed Army is there, do you think I can come back?"

Patton sighed and shook his head, and came out to act as a target. "I can guarantee that there are indeed only those despicable and hateful outsiders there, but they are very powerful. I suggest..."

Before he could finish, there was another burst of cheerful laughter, which was filled with contempt and disdain.

If Colin were here, he would definitely tell him that this is probably... "political correctness".

Discrimination against "survivors" has become a consensus. Anyone who, like Patton, comes out and gets beaten by the "survivors" will surely become a disgrace and a laughing stock.

Patton was ridiculed, but he remained calm. For the sake of the great Lord, what does it matter if he is ridiculed

However, although he had no idea in his heart, he still "blushed" and argued, "You just haven't encountered it yet. When you encounter it, you will definitely know that you are wrong!"

Then came some words like "You know nothing" and "You are so arrogant", which caused a burst of laughter.

"If I remember correctly, that guy's name was Colin?"

"Yes."

"See this bowl of wine?"

Urnot took a few steps and came to the campfire. He took the iron basin filled with turbid wine out of the campfire and put it on the ground with a thud.

"Do you believe it? When I come back, this bowl of wine will still be warm."

"I still advise you to listen to the 'Sons of Crimson'..." Barton said "sincerely".

But unfortunately, this time the other party didn't even listen to him and started to act directly.

Seeing this, the other fallen races no longer paid attention to the advice of the "Son of Crimson" and moved towards Colin's direction, fearing that if they were a step slower, all their things would be taken away.

Seeing this, the "Sons of Crimson" couldn't help but doubt themselves, wondering if they were being too cautious.

After all, although they have the ability to "foretell",...

The accuracy rate is actually not very high.

Other races, more or less, knew this, so they didn't pay much attention to them.

At this moment, seeing that the "fallen race" that had been "holding together" just now were acting separately and were on guard against each other, they hesitated for a while, and finally decided to follow them.