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Besdia, however, said, "War God of the Dragon Kingdom, can you fight me?"

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Chapter 591 Sean's Self-Doubt, the Power of the Resentful God

"Can the God of War of the Dragon Kingdom fight me?"

Just as the woman was about to leave.

Besdia suddenly spoke to Mo Wen.

This scene shocked the woman, as well as the four people who had been watching closely: Hanging Upside Down, Sean, Little Bug, and Barron.

"You want to fight me?"

Mo Wen couldn't help but laugh when he heard Besdia's words.

He just happened to think that he needed to accumulate more chances to win the lottery.

Isn't this just like a pillow being delivered to someone who's about to take a nap?

The person hanging upside down next to him looked excited: "This is going to be good!"

"Wait a minute! Bestia!"

The woman quickly said, "We have no conflict with Mr. Mo Wen. Even if 'Paradise' is destroyed, it has nothing to do with us."

Besdia shook her head: "Your Majesty, I'm not causing trouble because he wiped out the 'Paradise' gang. Their deaths have nothing to do with me. I just want to fight this guy."

The woman looked at him with some confusion upon hearing this.

Besdia looked at the woman honestly and said earnestly, "Please allow me, Your Majesty!"

The woman's expression was complicated; she didn't understand why Bestia insisted on fighting Mo Wen.

But she felt...

Besdia is serious about this.

To be a qualified king.

Listening to the wishes of subordinates is also something that must be done.

Because King Nathan and Nathan Guard are one entity.

“Alright, if that’s what you want, I agree, but we need Mr. Mo Wen’s permission first.”

The woman took a deep breath and said, then looked at Mo Wen with a somewhat apologetic gaze.

"Mr. Mo Wen, I'm sorry, but I don't know what your opinion is?"

Mo Wen stood up from the rocking chair, his smile widening: "Sure, I'd also like to know what kind of strength Nasenwei possesses."

"Your name is Besdia. Are you trying to fight me to avenge your king?"

Besdia's ugly face revealed a disdainful smile: "No, I just want to see what kind of strength you have that can make those guys helpless and nervous to death just by hearing your name."

"I see."

Mo Wen raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled knowingly.

He learned from his past life memories that Besdia was loyal to King Nathan because he wanted to prove that he could also have the ability to control his own will.

This is how he proves his 'freedom'.

Therefore, Besdia was not truly loyal to King Nathan.

Or rather, they have no loyalty whatsoever.

However, in order to carry out his own will, he forced himself to obey King Nathan.

That's all.

"Let's go, time is of the essence. Let's go back after we're done fighting."

Mo Wen didn't ask any more questions and walked towards the open space to the side.

Besdia also revealed a ferocious smile as he followed behind Mo Wen.

The woman watched the two figures as they walked away, her expression showing some worry.

"King Nathan, I think you should stop him!"

Just then, a strong figure came to the woman's side. The woman turned around and saw a blond, blue-eyed man speaking to her with a serious expression.

It was Sean.

The woman looked at Sean and said, "You possess a vitality no less than that of someone hanging upside down, yet what I see in you is fear and hesitation. Are you afraid? Mr. Mo Wen?"

Sean was surprised that King Nathan expressed his feelings the moment they met.

But he wasn't angry; instead, he said in a deep voice, "That's right."

“King Nathan, you have not witnessed Mr. Mo’s strength firsthand, so you do not know how terrifying he is.”

"If you don't want Besdia to get hurt, I suggest you bring him back!"

The woman shook her head: "It's Bestia's decision, and I respect it."

"this..."

Sean was puzzled. Why would he let his men suffer torture, even to the point of death, when he knew they couldn't win?

If it were him, he wouldn't have let Besdia go at all.

"Never mind, Sean, King Nathan has her own ideas. We'll just watch from the sidelines."

The little bug walked over and said.

Sean looked somewhat gloomy and somber, because he realized that the justice he had always upheld and adhered to seemed so out of place on Nathan Island.

They might even be misunderstood.

This made Sean doubt himself.

The woman looked at Sean, then turned her head away, ignoring him.

She didn't know who this man was, nor did she want to know.

Because there are more important things to do now.

at the same time.

Mo Wen and Besdia arrived at the open space of the 'market'.

Mo Wen stood still and waved to Besdia: "Use your full strength, or you won't last the second move."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Besdia grinned maliciously. He wasn't stupid; he immediately unleashed a deep red wave of energy from his entire body.

boom!

Countless streams of colorful liquid emanated from his body.

And they floated and clumped together.

Along with these colored liquids, Besdia's originally ugly and muscular face and body became delicate and slender.

And colorful water flowed continuously from his feet, quickly submerging Mo Wen's feet and covering an area with a diameter of 100 meters.

From a distance, it looks like a brightly colored lake.

Standing on the colorful lake, Mo Wen felt the power contained within it, and a look of wonder appeared on his face.

"This is?"

When Sean saw the power Besdia unleashed, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Hanging upside down, he walked to his side, crossed his arms, and laughed, "This is Besdia's power, 'The Vengeful God Who Died in the Dead Lake,' he's a god."

"god?"

Sean and the little bug carefully observed Besdia.

Baron was also silently watching the battle.

He hadn't seen this kind of ability much before.

Gurgle, gurgle.

High above Besdia, a large amount of colored liquid coalesced into an ugly, grotesque face.

If you look closely.

You'll find that this face looks very similar to the previous Besdia.

Mo Wen sensed a great deal of faith power from the giant face.

"It's somewhat similar to a divine mask, except that this power of faith is gathered by a small, isolated group and has lost its origin."

I could feel the aura emanating from the giant human face, and the eerie feeling of the colorful lake beneath my feet.

Mo Wen said calmly, "I'm afraid it won't be long before this 'god' within you disappears."

"Hehe, it's okay!"

With his appearance becoming more refined, Besdia grinned menacingly, "As long as I'm alive and can still be of use to me, that's fine!"

Besdia unleashed her full power.

At this moment, his whole body exuded a sense of repression, violence, and madness.

Suddenly!

Besdia vanished from her spot and reappeared in front of Mo Wen, throwing a punch at him.

boom!

With a loud bang, the colorful lake water exploded instantly!

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