Chapter 1077: The Little Players' Strategy
"If they were merely ratfolk who could endure no longer and had risen in revolt for the freedom and dignity of all ratfolk, I would never lay a finger on them. On the contrary, I'd be willing to lend them a hand."
Meng Chao sneered. "But if the ones hiding behind the 'Great Horned Rat God' are no different at heart from the Bloodhoof Warriors, likewise merely using the ratfolk and watering their own path to rise and victory with the blood of tens of millions of ratfolk—
"Then what reason do we have to show these people mercy?"
Ice Storm neither agreed nor disagreed. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Kassava and the other Bloodhoof Clan elites could return to Black Horn City at any time. If we stay here, could we end up creating extra complications, turning a clever move into a blunder and getting tangled up with them instead?"
"It is precisely because the Bloodhoof Clan's elites could return at any time that we cannot simply leave now. We have to stay and disrupt the rhythm of the mastermind behind this great chaos," Meng Chao said.
Ice Storm was utterly baffled. "Why? No matter who the mastermind behind the Great Horned Rat God's Advent is, their target is not us. They may not even know we exist. Why do we need to provoke a madman who dares strike at every temple in Black Horn City?"
Ice Storm did not know that the "madman" she spoke of would bring such immense disaster to Turanze, Dragon City, and even the entire Otherworld in the future.
Meng Chao also found it difficult to explain matters concerning the apocalypse in just a few words, much less make Ice Storm believe him completely.
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