Allen looked at the bloody messenger in front of him and asked, "What message does Wright want you to bring to Odd?"
"Lord Wright wants Odd to take people to his manor to assemble."
After being tortured by Crete, the messenger had become a softie and did not dare to hesitate at all to Allen's questions.
It is worth mentioning that after the activation, Crete no longer had the kindness before, and his actions became more cruel and bloody.
Allen was thoughtful and then asked: "Wright is preparing to deal with his brother? How many people does he have?"
"I don't know this either..."
The messenger answered cautiously. When he saw Allen frowning, he immediately added: "The four major camps and seven small camps on the island are now under his control. There are about 1,600 or 700 people, right?"
Allen frowned, "Are you asking me?"
"I really don't know the details, I'm just delivering the letter, sir!" the messenger explained helplessly and timidly.
The size of the army is also a secret, so it makes sense that the messenger doesn't know.
Allen did not embarrass the messenger again, and thought for a moment and said: "Then you should be able to draw a map of Black Reef Island."
"I'm familiar with this!"
The messenger answered quickly, fearing that he would be interrogated by Crete again after finishing his sentence.
"That's good."
Allen waved his hand, and Crete immediately pulled him up and asked his subordinates to take him down to draw the map.
After the messenger left, Allen looked at Crete and asked: "Can 1,700 people conquer the castle in the center of the island?"
"There are many factors that determine the outcome of a war, but capturing a castle is not a simple matter."
Crete commented meaningfully: "But no matter what, we cannot let Wright successfully obtain the Black Reef Island."
"Well, it's easy for 1,700 people to deal with us."
Allen nodded, he knew exactly what Crete meant.
If Wright becomes the owner of the island, he will definitely get rid of Allen, who was once a stumbling block.
The island owner controls the life and death of everyone on the island. Just like the king of the empire, it is very easy to pinch himself to death.
"Fortunately, Wright shouldn't have any extra energy to deal with us now, so we still have time to deal with him." Crete said.
"That being said, we still need to prepare as early as possible."
Allen doesn't like things that are uncertain, and he is used to doing things in advance.
He looked at Crete and asked: "We want to improve the strength of the camp as soon as possible. What suggestions do you have?"
Crete sighed, shook his head and replied: "We don't have enough armor and equipment now, and we don't have horses. I can't train knights."
"We probably won't be able to get any other equipment for the time being."
Allen was also a little helpless. The blacksmith shop was only available in the big camp on the island.
Now that those camps are controlled by Wright, and Wright is preparing for war, it will definitely not be that easy to trade equipment at this time.
"As for the war horses...is there any other beast on the island that can replace them?"
Allen asked Crete.
Crete thought for a moment, "Yes, there is, but training animals is much more difficult than training horses. We don't have an animal trainer now."
Allen smiled and said, "What kind of beast are you training when I'm here?"
Crete understood immediately, his face full of excitement, "It's young master, I understand!"
"Don't be too happy first. Tomorrow you will take people to hunt and find a suitable target."
Allen smiled and ordered Crete.
"No problem, Master."
Crete responded, still unable to restrain the joy in his heart.
"I will tell those boys the good news now."
Allen understood Crete's mood and did not stop him. After all, who can refuse a mount?
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Early the next morning, Crete took thirteen of his men to hunt and select suitable test targets.
And Allen returned to the temple ruins with Malphite and the Dead Tree Demon.
After retaking the camp, the ruins of the temple were of little use, so Allen asked Malphite to take the dead tree demon to demolish all the remaining parts of the temple.
Allen decided to recycle the waste and use the remaining stones to reanimate two stone demons.
I have to say that compared to the dead tree demon, the stone demon is not only more powerful, but also has no obvious shortcomings.
The only drawback is that he is straight-minded and speaks loudly.
If there were more temples like this, Allen wouldn't need to care about Lord Wright.
Thinking of this, Allen asked Faschi next to him: "As a temple guard, do you know there are other temples on this island?"
"There is only this temple on this island in my memory, my lord." Fasqi replied respectfully.
Allen nodded, a little disappointed.
He changed his mind and asked again: "Has your memory never left this temple?"
"Yes, my lord."
"Then of course you only have this temple in your memory."
Allen was speechless. It was a mistake to ask Faschi about this matter.
During the conversation, Malphite had already demolished the ruins of the temple to pieces, showing no mercy for his birthplace.
Allen didn't stop any longer, and immediately activated the pile of stones.
As the stones gathered together, this time two stone demons were born at the same time.
Allen directly named them Offit and Garfitt.
I have to say that the stone demons all look the same, as if they were cloned from the same mold.
Except for some differences in color, these two stone demons are exactly the same as Xiao Feit's. They are both ordinary level 5 and have the heroic leap ability.
Compared to level six Malphite, they are just smaller in size.
This is different from the dead tree demon - the branches on the top of the tree demon's head are all kinds of strange, and the thickness of the body is also different.
"Let's go back to the camp."
After the matter was settled, Allen did not intend to stay any longer and prepared to leave with the new members.
At this moment, Fasqi suddenly stopped and said, "My lord, a voice just appeared in my mind."
"Um?"
Allen looked at her doubtfully and asked, "What is the sound?"
"The weak female voice seems to have left a sentence."
Fasqi hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "She said, 'You destroyed my temple, and you need to pay back.'"
"Hmm... Amberley, the goddess of the sea?"
Allen reacted immediately.
Faschi will not deceive Allen, so the one who can say this is basically the goddess of the sea.
But haven’t all the gods fallen long ago?
How can you still come out and cause trouble?
Allen looked back at the temple that had been reduced to the ground, and asked Fasqi: "What else did she say?"
"There is nothing else." Faschi said truthfully.
What does this old god want to do?
Allen thought for a moment and asked with a serious face: "Fasqi, how do you feel about this sound?"
"No feeling."
Faschi replied calmly.
Allen nodded and checked Fasqi's information. His loyalty had not changed.
The activated creatures are absolutely loyal to him, and even gods cannot shake this.
It's just that as a temple guard, Fasqi has a natural connection with the goddess of the sea, so the old god can communicate with her.
But Allen guessed that this kind of communication should not be stable.
"Okay, I understand. Don't worry about this voice for now. Let me know when she appears again." Allen ordered.
"Yes, my lord."
Faschi responded, and then followed Allen back to the camp.