Chapter 420 419. Mo Cheng, Who Is Good-Tempered and Never Looks for Trouble

The hair all over his body was trembling, as if his soul had been cut open.

Never have I been so desperate.

There is no light.

Just endless darkness.

Eugene felt as if he had fallen into the stomach of some monster, and could only wait quietly to be digested, but there was nothing he could do.

All that can be done is trembling, fear, and doubt.

What is this [thing] that exudes a terrifying aura in front of me?

The aura and malice emanating from the other party were like sharp weapons, tearing countless wounds on Eugene's body.

At this time, Mo Cheng was unleashing his malice unscrupulously. Under his impetus, his momentum, thoughts and other spiritual powers began to interfere with reality.

Regardless of whether the dragonborn around them meant to stop him or not, the deepest part of their blood was conveying a warning to them.

Stay away, run away, avoid the sight of that terrifying existence, don’t get close, kneel down on the ground...

The dragonborn's bloodline issued a warning frantically. The pressure coming from the bloodline had already made some dragonborns unable to bear it, and their knees actually gradually bent.

But more of them exploded with unprecedented power, using their most extreme thoughts and will to resist, resist the pressure from the bloodline, and resist the warning from the bloodline.

Mo Cheng didn't take action because there was no need. Those blocking the road in front of him, and even the dragonborn watching the show, could not stop his momentum at all.

Even Teresa standing on the side had her hair on end and looked at Mo Cheng in confusion. She knew that Mo Cheng, the captain, was very powerful and the purity and strength of his bloodline were terrifyingly high.

But the aura of this body is clearly that of killing with no intention of killing, and it has a vicious aura.

How many lives were lost at the hands of Mo Cheng?

One hundred thousand? million? Or maybe more?

The question that was impossible to calculate and had no answer to was not lingering in Theresa's heart for long. Following Mo Cheng was the choice Theresa made. The more powerful Mo Cheng was, the more valuable it was for her to follow him.

Seeing a group of dragonborn exploding with power, Mo Cheng ignored them and became even more defenseless.

There are very few among this group of people who can explode into the seventh [hero] level of combat power, and they pose almost no threat to Mo Cheng.

But after seeing the performance of these dragonborns, Mo Cheng also figured out one thing.

Dragonborn among humans are definitely the loudest time bombs that explode.

The desire for power and the yearning for power in the human mind, coupled with the dragonborn's power that increases with emotions, the combination of these two is comparable to a cross between a Saiya and an earthling.

Others, such as elves or halflings, if dragonborn appears, they will not be like humans.

Mo Cheng didn't think too much about the existence of dragon descendants, because at this time, many dragon descendants had already withstood the pressure he exerted and stood up without saying anything, and stared at him fiercely.

Even if Mo Cheng didn't release all his momentum, he still had to admit that the dragon descendants were like springs, and the harder they were pressed, the stronger they would rebound.

"I advise you not to take action."

Mo Cheng smiled and said absolutely sarcastic words, "If you want to step over ants without crushing them to death, it is difficult to control this kind of force."

He didn't say clearly who the ant was, but everyone could understand what he meant.

The words caused a conflict, and the dragonborn charged at Mo Cheng. Teresa nervously held the bow and arrow. She did not feel that these people could pose a threat to Mo Cheng.

What she was worried about was that what happened here would arouse interference from the higher-ups of the sect.

That would undoubtedly cause trouble for Mo Cheng's plan to use the power of the religious order.

Looking at the Dragonborn charging towards him, Mo Cheng just raised his right hand, and then chanted: "Beast bones scattered everywhere! Spires, red crystals, steel wheels, what moves is the wind, what is quiet is the sky. Spear The sound of fighting resounded throughout Xu City!"

As the chants rang out, the charging dragonborn realized that Mo Cheng was a magician. When they tried to avoid it, they found it too late.

Purple thunder and lightning gathered in the palm of the hand, forming a sphere the size of a human head. The thunder and lightning scattered like spiritual snakes, eating away at the surroundings.

"Breaking Path No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

Launching the thunder element ball in his hand, the power of destruction plunged the group of dragon-born into fear, mixed with a trace of Zeus' divine thunder, making these dragon-born like wild beasts facing a thunderstorm at night, under the power of God. Shivering underneath.

There was no way to escape or resist. Just when these dragonborn were about to die from the thunder cannon, a voice appeared and saved them.

"stop!"

Following the sound, there was a burst of space distortion visible to the naked eye, and a space fluctuation appeared on the path that the Thunder Roar Cannon must pass. Randomly, Mo Cheng sensed that his attack was transferred to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters and detonated.

While Mo Cheng's Thunder Roaring Cannon was being transferred, the group of dragonborn who exploded with power were also nailed by long iron nails sent from nowhere. Their palms and soles were pierced, and they were nailed to the ground.

What the group of dragonborn saw next was a pair of silver-white dragon pupils.

"No explosions of force or fights are allowed in the gathering place. You all have to stand here for three hours, and you are not allowed to pull out the nails during this period!"

The figure that suddenly appeared, Mo Cheng, was no stranger. She was still wearing a maid costume, but her hair had completely turned silver-white. Judging from the spatial manipulation just now, Erica had developed her bloodline to an extremely high level.

He even broke through to the level of the seventh ladder [Hero].

The Dragonborn has broken through the seventh ladder [Hero] and has not gone crazy yet. It is certain that Erica's bloodline is very strong. She is at least a direct descendant of a powerful dragon.

Erica's prestige is very high, at least it can be seen from the fact that not a single dragonborn objected after she mentioned the punishment. After she punished the dragonborn, she turned around to face Mo Cheng.

When she saw Mo Cheng clearly, she was surprised at first, because she could feel how strong Mo Cheng was. At the same time, when they last met, Mo Cheng was only about the third level of strength.

This level of progress is so fast that people feel frightened and worried.

"This may be our first official meeting. Let me introduce myself. I am Erica, the manager of the gathering place in Lothar City. It is a pleasure to meet you, compatriot."

“I’m also excited to find the organization.”

"Just call me Aizen."

Mo Cheng came to the Dragon Worshiping Order for help. The guy who encountered obstacles at the door naturally showed off his strength, but when facing the higher-ups of the Order, he was also able to speak nicely and angrily.

If Erica is not ready to let him join the cult and refuses his [request], then Mo Cheng will consider how to make up for the missed punch.

Thanks to [Nine-Tailed Yanhu] for the reward

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