"Alright." To his surprise, Feng Bujue reacted with unusual composure to Honghu's betrayal, "I also think it's better for you two to leave."

"Hey, hey... what are you scheming now?" Snow was getting sharper and sharper, and he suspiciously interjected, "You wouldn't be thinking of... reaching some kind of dangerous agreement with these three guys after we leave, would you?"

"Heh... who knows?" Feng Bujue smiled, giving an answer that was as good as no answer.

"Ha!" The next second, Honghu actually laughed as well, and looked at Snow, saying, "Then that's settled, let's go."

"Really going?" Snow was still not sure if the other party was joking.

"At this stage... this is undoubtedly the best choice," Honghu replied.

"That's right," Feng Bujue also said, "The enemy's target is only me, there's no need for you two to stay here." He paused for half a second, "Instead of getting involved in this meaningless battle, you should hurry up and do something that will help you 'clear the scenario'; that way... even if I die here, you'll still have a chance to complete the script."

Jue-ge's reaction surprised Snow quite a bit, and the latter thought for a few seconds before replying, "I didn't expect... that in this situation, you could still stand on the team's point of view and make such an objective and calm judgment... I have to say, I admire you."

"Admire my ass..." Hearing this, Honghu rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath.

Clearly, this strategist had already seen through Jue-ge's deeper intentions, but he didn't plan to expose them.

"Alright, if you understand, then hurry up and get moving," Feng Bujue also understood tacitly, and then turned his gaze to Kehron and the others in the distance, saying loudly, "Look... those three over there are getting impatient."

"Hehehe..." Kehron heard this and immediately let out a sinister cold laugh, and looked back at Jue-ge with a gaze that was similar to voyeurism.

In short, under these circumstances, Honghu and Snow really had no reason to stay, and after exchanging a few simple words, the two of them left the clearing in different directions.

"So that's how it is..." Watching the two figures leave, Feng Bujue thought to himself, "One continues to track down Blackbeard, and the other intercepts and fools the garlic trio's reinforcements from the ship. Hmm... teaming up with these two guys is really worry-free."

Indeed, three smart people working together can achieve twice the results with half the effort. Most plans and intentions... they only need to observe a little, and they can understand each other without any detailed explanations.

"I have to correct one of your points..." After Honghu and Snow had completely disappeared from sight, Kehron opened his mouth, "...I'm not in a hurry at all when it comes to 'killing you'."

His words were naturally directed at Jue-ge, in response to the latter's earlier remark that "those three over there are getting impatient."

"Why?" Feng Bujue replied with a smile that was not a smile, "Could it be because... 'revenge is a dish best served cold'?"

He quoted a line from *The Godfather* here, not to show off his trendiness, but because... he already knew Kehron's thoughts very well.

"It seems... you know me..." Kehron's tone gradually turned cold.

"Although this is our first meeting, when I saw you, many of the questions that had been bothering me recently... were all easily solved," Jue-ge said to this point, paused, and then continued, "Kehron, your name... I've heard of it for a long time; I also know that you used to be Duo Ling's confidant..."

"'Used to be'?" In that instant, a fierce glint appeared in Kehron's eyes, and he interrupted sternly.

"Hehe..." Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled, and then replied, "Alright, you 'still'..." He deliberately emphasized this word, "...are Duo Ling's confidant..." But as he said this, he added in a very casual tone, "Although that guy has already kicked the bucket, well... whatever makes you happy."

"You bastard..." Kehron's gloomy aura could not withstand the test of Feng Bujue's滔滔jian力 (taotao jian li; endless, cheap wit), and he was quickly provoked and lost his composure.

"Cursing doesn't solve the problem," Jue-ge quickly replied, "Of course, the fact that you 'rebelled against the Magic Church with a group of people who are still loyal to Duo Ling, like you' is something to be commended in my opinion, at least it's more useful than cursing." He spread out his hands and said with a very relaxed attitude, "So, I might as well ask again... who is your current 'master'... that is, the existence that you think is enough to help you complete your revenge...?"

Hearing this, Kehron's expression changed again, and a sinister smile reappeared on his face: "Hehehe... Feng Bujue, I understand you... you're still ten years too early to try to get information out of me..."

"Alright! Have you finished your啰嗦 (luosuo; rambling)?" Before Kehron could finish speaking, Idient, who was carrying a nail-studded club on the side and had been waiting impatiently for a long time, shouted and interrupted, "Anyway, we're going to kill him sooner or later! I'll go first!"

This "God of Foolishness" was just as his name suggested. As a representative of the chaotic evil alignment, his favorite thing to do was to shout "eat my big X!" while A-ing the enemy, and then talk about other things later...

In front of Twenty-Three, Idient could still restrain himself a little, but now, away from the "master's" sight, the great hammer in his hand was already itching for action.

As soon as he said that, Idient leaped up, his massive body drawing a parabola in the air like a bolt of lightning, and pounced straight towards Jue-ge's location.

Boom—

Two short seconds later, the telephone pole-like nail-studded club struck the ground, causing the fragmented corpses on the ground to splatter blood and flesh, and leaving a cobweb-like pit on the surface.

"Hmm... if I didn't see wrong..." After the attack landed, Feng Bujue's voice followed, and his figure immediately appeared ten meters away to Idient's side, "You should be the strongest of these three, right?"

"Hmph... you have a good eye," Idient turned his only eyeball to look at Jue-ge, and snorted in reply; judging by his expression, he was quite satisfied with this evaluation.

"Hmm?" However, Tureus, who was watching the battle, was not happy when he heard this, "Boy... you haven't even seen me make a move, and you're already making such a judgment... the legendary 'Feng Bujue' is nothing more than this."

"Don't fall for it!" Unexpectedly, a second later, before Feng Bujue could reply, Kehron preemptively roared, "He's trying to sow discord, remember not to be led by his words!"

As a member of the Magic Church and Duo Ling's confidant, Kehron knew a lot about Feng Bujue's actions; at the thought of his former master being schemed to death by Jue-ge, not even being able to see the face of his enemy before he died, he felt a burning hatred.

Therefore, since the Twilight of the Gods incident, Kehron had been collecting all kinds of information about Jue-ge, and studying his words, actions, and usual strategies in depth; now, he had memorized most of the忽悠 (hūyou; deceive, fool) routines that Jue-ge had used in the past, which meant... not only could he defend himself against忽悠 (hūyou; deceive, fool), but he could also remind his companions.

"Heh... do I need to sow discord to deal with your kind of trash?" Feng Bujue revealed an incomparably mocking smile when he saw Kehron's reaction.

"'Your kind of trash'?" The more Tureus listened, the more he felt that his opponent's words were grating, and as he repeated this sentence, he had already raised his greatsword, "It seems... if I don't let you experience my strength, you won't know how to write the word 'fear'."

"You don't have any strength," When his teammates were not around, Feng Bujue's swear words came as soon as he opened his mouth, "Let me tell you, what I hate most is the Paladin, this half-dead class... you piece of garbage who uses holy light to censor your profession..." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Idient, "And you, this large piece of garbage whose IQ is close to that of an invertebrate..." Then, Kehron inevitably got shot, "And you, this traitor who came out of the Magic Church... garbage among garbage!"

He individually scolded the two Sub-God level beings and one extremely powerful Unique NPC, and the tone and expression he used were exactly those of a local ruffian—as arrogant as possible, as deserving of a beating as possible.

"I tell ya~" When the next sentence came out, Feng Bujue's accent changed in a mysterious way, "You pieces of trash, if you want to come at me together, hurry up and do it, save me some time... so I don't have to clean you up one by one, time after time, like I'm having diarrhea."

He had already said things to this extent, so the three of them didn't have much to say. They all understood... they might not win in a swearing match even if it was three against one... therefore, Kehron and Tureus chose to use action to shut Jue-ge up.

At this point, the Nine Gods' self-esteem, the selfishness of preserving strength, and so on, were all meaningless. In short, it was just one word—fight!

In any case, they also believed that it was almost impossible for Idient to kill Feng Bujue on his own. It was only a matter of time before the three of them worked together, and Feng Bujue's roar was just advancing this situation a little bit.

As the battle restarted, Kehron waved the scepter in his hand and chanted a series of bizarre incantations; at the same time as the incantations sounded, there were also bursts of strange "gurgling" noises.

Feng Bujue quickly noticed... the source of these strange noises was precisely those "dragon corpses" on the ground.

Pa!

Several seconds later, the first explosion came, and the skin and flesh of a dragon corpse burst open in response. A "bone dragon" wrapped in blue flames and filled with ghostly aura rose from the dragon corpse, and let out a roar.

Pa pa pa pa—

Immediately afterwards, the clearing sounded like it was setting off firecrackers, with explosions rising and falling one after another.

In just a dozen seconds, bone dragons whose combat power was no less than that of a False Dragon stood up from the bones, and crawled towards Feng Bujue one after another.

"Haah... haah... in this place full of corpses... fighting against a necromancer..." After completing this summoning spell, Kehron was already covered in sweat, and he panted as he looked at Jue-ge, muttering to himself, "Haah... and with the help of two gods... I... I don't believe you won't die!"