Flames Return

Those interpreters of the Quiet Night Tribe simply could not understand what Darkness had said. They did not even know what those words meant.

They only knew that Darkness would continue expanding along with time and space.

Members of the other tribes also wanted to crack Darkness's "code," but how could they compare to the Quiet Night Tribe?

If even the Quiet Night Tribe could not decipher it, they were naturally powerless...

After recounting this legend, Han Qin curiously asked Mo Ling:

"What do you think Darkness's words meant?"

Mo Ling froze for a moment.

"I don't know..."

The Cold Night Tribe methodically prepared this trap for Flame.

At last, the distant scouts brought good news: Flame was approaching.

The Mutated Army arrived alongside Flame, driven by it as expendable cannon fodder.

But the Cold Night Tribe had no intention of fighting Flame head-on. They had their own way of separating the Mutated Army from Flame.

"Let's go to the Mountain Range Center."

After a long period of exploration and preparation, the Cold Night Tribe had thoroughly mapped the mountain range and set ambushes throughout it. Now, all they had to do was wait quietly for the enemy to enter the mountains.

"Won't Flame see through the trap?"

The traps set by the Cold Night Tribe were extremely obvious. They were practically inviting the enemy to fill them with lives. Mo Ling worried that Flame might find another way around them.

Yet Cold Tide was certain that Flame would follow the route he had designed and swallow every trap.

"It isn't afraid of death, nor does it care about the Mutated Army. Every time it attacks, it charges straight ahead recklessly."

Cold Tide understood Flame's behavior very well. Flame actually possessed a degree of intelligence, but it never used