After visiting the locked Asura's "boolroom", Chen Mo came to the center of the square.

There are three huge fire pits in the center of Goblin Square, each of which is two meters deep and has a diameter of more than ten meters.

It is far larger than the fire pits of the Goblin tribes that Chen Mo had destroyed before, proving how glorious this tribe was, but it was still destroyed by Asura.

At this time, thousands of round wooden piers were placed around the fire pit, with certain names painted in various handwritings, which was a bit like occupying a seat.

Green helmets were placed on some wooden piers, and the three fire pits together would probably have hundreds of helmets.

Asuras were coming and going, constantly taking out their green helmets from their backpack and putting them on them.

Chen Mo walked to the front casually and saw a wooden pier in the first row with the name of Asura Caesar written on it, and two green helmets on it on the second.

Chen Mo lowered his head and saw that one said Asura Kamisa on it and the other said Asura Kasio on it.

The name on the wooden pier is Asura Diary.

Suddenly, a burly Asura walked sneakily to Chen Mo, almost making Chen Mo think he was discovered and immediately drew his sword to kill someone.

Fortunately, this burly Asura did not take any weapons at all. After walking near Chen Mo, he immediately turned into a serious look and patrolled around the log table.

Chen Mo glanced at his name: Asura Diary.

"Captain!"

"Good evening, captain!"

From time to time, Asura came to put the green helmet, and ran into Asura's diary head-on, and immediately saluted, then quickly put down the helmet and ran away with a red face.

Chen Mo was confused when he saw it.

What happened to these Asuras?

On weekdays, there is no man who frowned and starts to take a shy route at night?

What does it mean to cover your face and look shy when you meet someone?

Is spring coming?

etc!

Chen Mo's mind saw the shy appearance of a muscular man Asura, remembering the red turban banana black man that Bilibili had grandly displayed on the earth.

Suddenly, I felt that the entire Asura camp was full of the smell of "free philosophy". I couldn't help but swallow, looked around at the secret tree stumps and green helmets, and subconsciously took a step back.

There are thousands of muscle-hard men Asura here!

It is hard to imagine how much mental harm it would have caused to Chen Mo if that happens.

Reminding the elegant houses he saw when he first entered the camp, Chen Mo immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, as long as you don’t insult others outside, I, Chen, are definitely not the kind of person who discriminates against freedom!

Harmony, democracy, fairness, justice, Amitabha!

Chen Mo said that as long as the incident develops in that direction, he will definitely withdraw from the camp before that kind of thing happens.

Never attack, never peep, never step into this camp at night!

Chen Mo next to the log pier was panicking.

The burly captain Asura looked around and saw that the Asuras did not look in this direction. They placed a green helmet with his name written on it to the first row with lightning speed.

Then he whistled and pretended that nothing had happened before, walking towards the periphery of the round table.

His steps were getting faster and faster, and he was getting faster and faster. Until he finally ran away, Chen Mo vaguely heard a cheer and a shout of expectation coming from that direction.

Seeing this, Chen Mo covered his face and couldn't believe it.

He was 80% sure that these green helmets were definitely an important part of some kind of terrible social ritual, used to connect the bond between two macho men.

A brief look at it, there are at least 2,000 green helmets placed on the wooden pier.

There were actually several wooden stakes playing with fun, at least five helmets were placed.

Stacked music?!

My God, Chen Mo didn't dare to imagine any more about men. He just wanted to find a place to sit down and relieve his shocked mentality.

Subconsciously squeezed the helmet of Asura Diary to the side. Chen Mo stared at the helmet of Asura Diary, his eyes lit up.

As Asura's good brother, ahhhh! The enemy! It's absolutely impossible to be a brother!

As the enemy of Asura, wouldn’t it be normal for them to make trouble?

If they are changing a few helmets and changing a few names, if they are involved in internal conflicts, or if some things are not harmonious enough, they are all advantages!

No matter what they are going to do next, isn’t it all that I, Mr. Chen, will make trouble?

As long as they don’t let their hearts be in harmony, even if there is only a little gap, in the future, when they meet each other and fight in close combat, they may save the life of a human race because of their lack of tacit cooperation.

And maybe they are doing some formation practice when they put on their helmets! If they tinker with just a few tricks, they may make a big profit.

Asura's neat fist clenching formation when dealing with Mr. Mo, controlled Mr. Mo for a while, which made Chen Mo very envious at that time.

Now that he has the opportunity to cause destruction, Chen Mo immediately took action.

But Asura's people were slowly nearby. He really couldn't move the helmet directly and changed his position. After barely moving a few, one or two Asuras scratched their eyes and came to check.

I had to change the strategy and modify the names written in black charcoal pen on the helmet one by one.

When he changed to the diary of the captain Asura, Chen Mo thought for a long time and directly erased the word "diary" and replaced it with Wurong.

A non-existent person threw a cuckold on your leader. I see what you Asura will do later.

Chen Mo looked at his changes with satisfaction, smiled, and found a backslant of the roof, and began to wait for things to ferment.

Before Chen Mo was waiting for too long, action began in the center of the square.

Asuras came out of the sacrificial room with an area of ​​thousands of square meters, looking excited.

Chen Mo vaguely heard some Asuras say promotion.

When all Asuras walked out of the sacrificial room, thousands of muscular men began to laugh strangely as they looked at the helmets placed on the stump.

Asura Kaiser looked at the place where he was placed, subconsciously frowned, looked around the tribesmen with different expressions, and then relaxed again and said loudly:

"The reward on merit and practice has ended, and it is time to hold the Rakshasa ceremony!"

Asura Caesar walked out of the crowd and faced the shy tribe members, laughed and said, "You guys, why are you shy at this time? The Rakshasa ceremony is held every year. This time it is because the Hundred Miles of the Celestial Battlefield ended. The opportunity I and more than a dozen captains and I have won in the elders' group of you! That's why today's Rakshasa ceremony is here."

"Life and death in the battlefield changes rapidly. Since everyone has already entered the level, they are considered adults! Isn't it normal to enter the bridal chamber!"

After hearing this, the Asuras below all burst into laughter.

Only Chen Mo, who was squatting on the roof, sighed quietly. Sure enough, the atmosphere began to change.

This is no longer the wild, confident and brave look that the red-haired Asura who was most impressed on the battlefield when Chen Mo was promoted to Lv10 in melee.

They transformed into Billy Herrington, a foreigner Tong Dawei.

"Then! Let's start with the last row of the 19th Team!".

"Three fire pit rings are carried out at the same time, Shura, the winner is Shura, and the loser is Rakshasa!"

"Go on the field and prepare!"
Chapter completed!