Quadruple split.

Chapter 2332: The Undead of the God-Exterminating Society

"Good boy? Get up?"

Monica looked at Mo Tan in bewilderment, even forgetting to push away the other's paw that was rubbing her cheek, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

The latter sighed helplessly and shook his head: "Well, it seems that the treatment is still not enough..."

  Snapped!

After that, another crisp slap hit Monica's face. At this moment, her physical fitness was obviously not as good as before when she had torso. Without Mo Tan holding her collar, she was slapped backward and fell heavily on the dry ground.

"Anthony!"

Monica, with bloodshot eyes, could no longer endure it. She stood up with a somersault, gnashed her teeth, drew the short knife at her waist and rushed towards Mo Tan, angrily saying, "I'm not done with you... yet... eh?"

"Well, I'm really sorry, there are too many old women who want to have sex with me, you have to wait in line."

Mo Tan took a half step back, raised his hand and pinched Monica's right wrist, which had no strength left, and grinned at the confused girl: "Also, welcome back to reality, Miss Monica, welcome to Jackdaw Castle."

Monica was completely stunned on the spot, her eyes wide open, holding her cheeks which had just been rosy but now had turned a dark blue color, and muttered blankly: "What reality? What Jackdaw Castle? What... I am... Monica... The instructor of the Dusk Crow Eastern Expedition... The student... The martyr... No..."

"Yes, that's 'not right'."

Mo Tan smiled approvingly, gently stroking Monica's cheek, which was slapped countless times by him but had no marks on it, and said softly: "The instructors, students, and teachers of the Dusk Crow Eastern Expedition Army have nothing to do with you. Only the name 'Monica Stewart' belongs to you."

"my name……"

Monica staggered on the spot, then squatted down with her hands covering her forehead with sweat on her face: "Monica Stewart... I... What should I do..."

"It may sound a little unromantic, but your idiotic mumbling really annoys me, so if you can, please shut up while you sort out your thoughts, or just say..."

Mo Tan also squatted down and said this to Monica, whose pupils were shaking. Then he took out a roasted bird from his bag that was nutritionally balanced and had a satisfactory amount of salt and sugar. He handed it to Monica, and also gave her two pieces of poop candy that looked lifelike in every way. "Do I need to pay a trivial price to block it?"

"Woo!"

Finally realizing that she had not eaten or drunk anything for quite a long time, Monica, who would have starved to death if not for her advanced physical fitness, whimpered, then snatched the roasted crow handed to her by Mo Tan and began to eat it without any image. Although such binge eating under extreme hunger is usually unhealthy, considering the organization she belonged to, Mo Tan did not make a presumptuous reminder, but considerately took out some snacks and drinks and placed them in front of the girl who was very close to running out of energy.

So, Monica ate like this for a full half hour. Although at first glance it seemed no different from a normal person's meal time, considering that she did not do anything extra except "eating" during this half hour, the "quantity" of this meal was probably enough to feed an Anthony.

Of course, the one referring here is the cannibal Anthony who has grown a head because of a teacher whose real name is 'Jarvis' and whose online name is 'Dabus'. He has an amazing physique and appetite. He is not one of Mo Tan's many aliases, the Anthony Dabus that Monica knows.

Then--

"So, Mr. Anthony."

Monica's complexion improved a lot after eating and drinking, and became even uglier after accidentally swallowing a piece of stool candy. She took a deep breath. Although she maintained a relatively gentle kneeling posture, her right hand clenched the dagger again. She said to Mo Tan with a serious expression: "Can you please explain the current situation?"

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "So, this is your attitude towards your savior? You should know that if I hadn't been kind enough to pull you out of 'there', you would have starved to death in less than half a month."

"I am well aware of this, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your help, Mr. Anthony."

Monica stood up slowly, staring at Mo Tan with a serious look, her right hand still tightly holding her dagger: "But even so, I still have to confirm your identity, you know, this is Violet's..."

"This is not some violet land. After all, the Dark Swamp has always been a no-man's land with no affiliation."

Mo Tan rudely interrupted Monica and said coldly: "In other words, no matter what is hidden in this swamp or fog, it has nothing to do with you or your scumbag master who likes to stretch his claws."

Monica's eyes narrowed, and she said in a deep voice, "From Mr. Anthony's tone, you know clearly that I belong to..."

"The most trusted secret force of the Violet Empire's Regent, Xiu Blaisen, the Female Bee."

Mo Tan interrupted Monica again and said with a fake smile: "When I get out, I will definitely teach that second-rate guy who can't wait to plant the shabby purple flag all over the empire before he even sits on the throne a lesson."

Monica narrowed her eyes immediately and said in a deep voice, "Then you'd better give me another reason to let you go, Mr. Anthony. Otherwise, as long as Monica is still alive, I will not allow anyone to teach His Highness a lesson."

"Okay."

Mo Tan casually took out the [Imperial Order of the Violet Empire] that he had asked for from Prince Xiu Bracen before... or even snatched from him, and threw this special and epic item to Monica, saying leisurely, "Is this thing okay?"

"This is--"

As a member of the violent organization [Female Bee] that has replaced the Bauhinia Guard and become the most trusted confidant of the imperial ruler, Monica would naturally recognize that the imperial order in her hand is absolutely genuine. Under this premise, the girl, who had a little consideration in her heart, immediately realized the identity of the person in front of her. She immediately put the dagger in her hand back into the sheath behind her waist, and bowed to Mo Tan with fear and trepidation: "Monica Stewart, Red Bee Needle of [Female Bee], meets Mr. Tan Mo, but I have a request and I will not refuse it even if I die."

"So, you haven't fully woken up yet?"

Mo Tan was playing with the candy in his hand while absentmindedly saying, "Just think about it. If I were that guy's enemy, you would have been dead a long time ago. And excluding this possibility, only a petty thief who can be on equal terms with your regent would criticize him so harshly, right?"

Monica pursed her lips and said softly: "Sir, you are right. Monica is confused."

"Relax, you're boring me."

Mo Tan rolled his eyes and said lazily, "For Xiu's sake, please be more casual in front of me. Except for the fact that you'd better not kill me, you can do whatever you want."

Although she was slightly stunned, the flexible female bee nodded with a smile the next second and answered loudly and cheerfully, "Yes, Mr. Anthony."

"Very good." Mo Tan nodded slightly, then found a dusty brick and sat on it: "Give me five minutes to adjust my body. If you want to chat for a while, I don't mind."

"That's great. To be honest, I still feel like I'm not 'myself', but a..."

Monica continued to stimulate her fighting spirit and check her body's condition while stimulating her senses. She hesitated and said, "A... uh... burly man with a broad back and thick muscles that can serve as armor."

Mo Tan scratched his ear and said nonchalantly, "According to the 'dream' we experienced together before, the burly man you mentioned is most likely an instructor named 'Splitting Skull' who belongs to the Eastern Expedition Army of the Dusk Crows. The reason why you mistakenly think you look like that is probably because of some power supporting this dream."

Monica's face froze. She carefully recalled the dream that was hazy but still vaguely recollected. She immediately broke out in a cold sweat and her hands and feet became cold. "I always feel so sick!"

"nausea?"

Mo Tan shook his head with a half-smile, and said in a brisk tone: "Based on my theoretical research on the concept of 'dream', even if it is a stopgap measure to allow you to seamlessly integrate into the dream, you will most likely substitute it into the character that best matches you. In other words, at least in this small area of ​​Jackdaw Castle, only the burly, hairy Instructor Cleft Skull is the one that best matches you."

Monica: "..."

"Four minutes left."

Mo Tan glanced at the slender woman in black leather armor and said calmly, "If you want to say something, hurry up."

"Okay okay."

Monica nodded vigorously and immediately asked, "So, why are you here?"

"Commissioned by the Regent Prince you are loyal to, I came to the Dark Swamp to find a female bee scout named Monica Stewart."

Mo Tan answered calmly, speaking as if he was discussing the weather: "According to him, you joined a team organized by the Black Tower City Thieves Guild, trying to explore the Dark Swamp with the help of something they said could 'keep the direction in the fog.' Not long after the team set out, just like the victims who were swallowed by the thick fog of the Dark Swamp in the past, they never came out again. The only thing Xiu could be sure of was the fact that you were still alive."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Although she knew very well that the regent would not ask this 'Mr. Tan Mo' to help for her life, Monica still sighed and told him about her experiences during this period without waiting for Mo Tan to ask any questions.

First of all, there was the thing that was said to be able to help the holder identify the direction and guide the way in the fog of the dark swamp. Based on the intelligence she collected after joining the team for a short period of time, Monica believed that it was a dagger, a dagger that was inextricably linked to the ancient organization [God-Destroying Society].

According to the intelligence in the hands of the Black Tower City Thieves Guild, the fog of the Dark Swamp seems to be inextricably linked to the [God-Destroying Society]. Not only that, it may also contain a large amount of "legacy" left by that extremist organization.

It was for this reason that Muse, the president of the Black Tower City Thieves Guild, formed a team after he thought he had thoroughly studied the dagger, trying to obtain the "legacy" that had a high probability of sleeping under the man-eating fog in the dark swamp.

This is not surprising. After all, although there is not much news about the "God-Destroying Society" circulating on the mainland due to the operation of the Holy Church Alliance, it is impossible that relevant information does not exist within organizations such as the City of Miracles, the Wanderer's Inn, and the Thieves' Guild. You must know that the fundamental reason why Mo Tan was able to advance the mission so quickly to the next stage is that Futaba used his resources in the [City of Miracles] to give him a lot of additional intelligence, thereby reducing the difficulty of the mission in disguise like cheating.

Of course, considering that this cheating method is more difficult than normal tasks in [The Realm of Innocence], the difficulty of this task has not actually been reduced, but a small part of it has been transferred to Futaba.

All in all, mostly because of the information inside the Thieves Guild, Muse was sure that if he could get some benefits from the [God-Destroying Society] this time, he would definitely have a huge leap in his career. Of course, although this branch president was not as cunning as Mo Tan in his current personality, he was also a born bad guy and did not go out in person, and did not even give out the real dagger. Instead, he personally formed a group of thieves and let these people set off with the navigation dagger that he said had all its functions perfectly replicated. Among them were several of Muse's confidants, good players from the vicinity of Black Tower City, and the female bee spy Monica Stewart who had sneaked in.

Then, everyone happily set out on an adventure into the Dark Swamp.

And then--

"The good news is that the fakes that Muse gave to his two trusted men worked. Just as he said before, even though they were fakes, they did work when the materials and craftsmanship were perfectly replicated, and pointed a way out for everyone in this thick fog."

Monica hugged her arms tightly and said with lingering fear: "The bad news is that these two fakes have been recognized..."

"Oh?"

Mo Tan blinked with interest and asked curiously, "Who recognized him?"

"They were recognized by those who once possessed their original bodies, the undead spirits of the God-Destroying Society."

"Undead? Undead?"

"No, I don't think it's undead."

"A spirit that is not an undead creature?"

"Okay, so what did the undead do?"

"kill."

"Oh huh?"

"Kill as many as you can."

"Oh!"

Chapter 2323: End

(End of this chapter)