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"I'm telling you to stop laughing like that, okay? Do you believe I'll beat you up?"

Mo Wang's words made Cu Chulainn choke up a little.

When had he, the great Cu Chulainn, ever shown such an expression to anyone?!

If he hadn't seen you knock down a dragon with one hand, believe it or not, he wouldn't even bother to bite you.

What? You asked him if he believed it or not, so he beat him up? Of course he believed it.

There's nothing we can do. Heroes are also human beings. Knowing how to see the truth is also a heroic act, right?

"Ahem, Senior, everyone must have been a little frightened by your appearance just now."

At this time, Mashu walked out and said to Mo Wang somewhat embarrassedly.

"Huh? Scared?"

"Yeah, after all, this was the first time everyone saw Senior so angry."

The way Mo Wang beat up Hei Zhen just now was hard for the surrounding soldiers, even Mashu and others who had been with Mo Wang for some time to believe that the guy who looked like a big devil was actually Mo Wang.

If we were to describe the impression Mowang usually gives everyone, it would be that he is a cheerful guy who likes to stir up trouble and also a bit of a slack guy.

But the murderous intent emanating from Mo Wang just now made even the servants who had experienced countless Shura fields on the battlefield feel frightened.

Moreover, everyone really felt that Mo Wang seemed to be angry about Hei Zhen's behavior.

So this is the main reason why Gou Zi doesn’t dare to look Mo Wang in the eye.

Normally, no one in the team dared to provoke Mo Wang, and now that he was angry, it was even worse.

For the sake of their own lives, everyone would make the wise choice not to provoke Mowang.

Especially when seeing Heizhen's miserable appearance.

Among the servants present, few thought they were stronger than Jeanne d'Arcy, who had become the Dragon Witch and possessed the authority of Ruler, and Fafnir.

"Oh, that?"

At this moment, Mo Wang thought about what happened just now and said irritably, "It's nothing, I just got a little emotional just now."

"If I were to say I'm angry, I am a little bit. But I wouldn't take it out on you guys, would I?"

"I say, is this necessary? What kind of image do you have of me?"

At this time, Mo Wang started complaining again.

Especially that Cu Chulainn over there. Didn’t you see that just a moment ago, this guy had moved himself behind a rock dozens of meters away without anyone noticing?

"Ah ha ha."

"That's hard to say."

At this moment, Charlemagne showed an awkward but polite smile, while Red A simply turned his head away.

What kind of image does he hold in the eyes of his people? Do I need to explain it?

Couldn't this guy have some sense?

Calling you a devil makes you seem a little too kind, okay?

"By the way, Senior, what happened to that Black Jeanne d'Arc?"

At this time, Mashu quickly changed the subject and asked Mo Wang for information about Black Zhen.

"What else could it be? Of course he was taken away by that marshal."

When Hei Zhen was mentioned, Mo Wang's expression immediately became indifferent.

"marshal?"

When they heard this, everyone couldn't help but look at Marshal Jian who was eating melon on the side.

"Hey, hey! It wasn't me who took that person away! Well, you could say it was me, this..."

Marshal Jian didn't know what to say at this moment.

After all, strictly speaking, Marshal Shu is his future self.

However, Marshal Jian was reluctant to admit that it was actually him.

Marshal Jian was even more disgusted when he saw the sparse hair on his head, the eyes that had turned into frog eyes, and the extremely ugly clothes.

And when he learned that the culprit who caused France to become what it is today was his future self, and that his future self had actually dug up Joan of Arc's grave, produced a counterfeit product, and even brought out the real Joan of Arc, Marshal Jian wished he could just slit his own throat on the spot.

What a guy! He has turned his own country into such a mess, and even dug up Joan of Arc's grave and created a fake Joan of Arc.

No matter which of these things happened, it would be a disaster for Marshal Jian now.

Although he understands what his future self will do, please don't go back to the past and cause trouble!

If possible, Marshal Jian would even want to cut his future self into pieces right now.

I've heard of my past self pitting my future self. What does it mean when my future self pits my past self?

Are you playing with him?

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Regarding this matter, Marshal Jian could only keep apologizing to Joan of Arc who was standing beside him.

"Actually, you don't have to apologize like that, Jill."

Looking at Marshal Sword who seemed to have become an sorry machine, Jeanne was speechless at this moment.

"But Senior, is it really okay that Black Jeanne escaped? Will this lead to something happening?"

At this time, Mashu was still extremely worried about Black Jeanne's escape. After all, she always felt that they would make a comeback.

"Oh, it's okay. If she makes a comeback, I'll just give her a lesson."

Mo Wang didn't think that at this point in time, the Marshal and Hei Zhen could cause any bigger trouble.

After all, Black Jeanne has collapsed at this moment, several shadow servants have died, and the flying dragons have been directly wiped out. Even Fafnir is now waiting to be put into the pot.

What bigger trouble can the Marshal come up with?

It can't be that they created a Cthulhu, right?

Otherwise, can you create a demon pillar?

Mashu listened to Mo Wang's words and wanted to refute him, but when she thought about Mo Wang's fighting ability, it seemed that there was really no need to worry about anything.

"Well, speaking of which, since the Master is so powerful, why did he bring us out?"

"No, wait a minute, what about that earlier talk about digging up heroes' graves to increase our own combat power? Could it be..."

At this moment, Charlemagne suddenly felt something was wrong.

Our master is so strong that he can single-handedly defeat all the opponents, so why should we come down?

You call this insufficient combat power?

This should clearly be called excess combat power!

He wanted to know how a guy who could kill a dragon with his bare hands and beat top servants like dolls could say that he didn't have enough fighting power.

This is simply...

Charlemagne wanted to say a few more words at this time, but Red A and Gouzi beside him couldn't bear it anymore and patted Charlemagne on the shoulder.

"Eh?"

Charlemagne looked back blankly at the two people behind him and found that they both had sympathetic eyes on him.

That look seemed to say: This silly kid finally discovered the problem. This person should say that sentence soon, right?

"Oh, you're talking about this?"

"There's no particular reason, it's just fun."

Red A, Gouzi: This guy actually said it!

"Yes, interesting?"

Charlemagne asked with a stiff expression.

"Yeah, actually, when I first started digging graves, I did intend to increase my combat power. But before I even started, I realized I was a little too strong."

"Ahaha, maybe it's because I'm trying too hard."

Listen, is this human talk?

What does it mean to find out that you are too strong?

What do you mean I'm trying too hard?

You're crazy!

The hero leveled up too much and found that he could crush the demon king, right?

Oh, no, he is the devil.

Looking at Charlemagne whose face was a little stiff, Mo Wang was helpless at this moment.

After all, he was indeed not strong enough at the beginning.

I felt a little weak when facing Goetia.

But who made others try too hard?

Expansion, how do you say expansion?

It’s a good thing he didn’t just say he didn’t want to eat beef.

If he hadn't found it so boring, he would have run out and robbed Valhalla long ago.

"Oh my, it's already this late, it's time to go have dinner."

"Fafnir's meat will take a long time to cook."

"Oh, Charlemagne, I forgot to tell you. Remember to give me the list of your men when the time comes. I might come to each of them one by one."

"Bye-Bye!"

At this time, Mo Wang didn't care about Charlemagne who had been petrified. He waved and left.

"Emperor, are you okay?"

At this time, Queen Mary couldn't help but walk up to Charlemagne and poked him.

"I, I'm fine."

Charlemagne's eyes were full of tears at this time, and he almost cried out loud.

How should I put it? Logically speaking, faced with something like this, Charlemagne, as a brave warrior, should have suddenly exploded and rebelled against the Great Demon King.

However, in the current situation, it seems that there is no way to resist, right?

Don’t forget this team: shield guards, archers, spearmen, queens, saints, musicians and heroes. At first glance, they look like a very mature team of heroes, right?

But unfortunately, the leader of this team is actually the devil, so there's no point in fighting him.

"Dig, what does digging a grave mean?"

At this time, Joan of Arc seemed not to understand what Charlemagne and others were saying, and felt a little confused.

"Well, what Mr. Mo Wang said must be a joke, right?"

At this time, Shi Niang couldn't help but ask Mashu who was standing beside her.

Are we going to dig graves next? Is this really fun?

"Should be, right?"

After Mashu answered casually, she couldn't help but look at Mo Wang's back.

She always felt that Mo Wang's mood was not as relaxed as he said.

Chapter 178: The person who is walking further and further away on the road of nothingness.

At night, bonfires began to burn in the ruined city.

After experiencing the war during the day, most soldiers were too exhausted to maintain normal patrols.

Fortunately, with the help of the servants, this almost destroyed city seems less dangerous.