Chapter 601 600. Six Hundred Chapter Commemoration

The two hell creatures were eliminated not so much because they eliminated the enemy, but because the other party's words made Mo Cheng feel uncomfortable.

And if he feels uncomfortable, he needs to pay a price for it.

After killing two hell creatures, Mo Cheng did not leave directly. When he used [Sacrifice] to pursue the Griffin Knight, he had already leapt a long distance.

The place where he is now can be regarded as the hinterland of Minanka.

The previous words of the hell creatures were not completely false. Once Mo Cheng massacred people inside Minanka, it would undoubtedly be regarded as a signal of [all-out war].

But he's already here, and it's not his character to ask Mo Cheng to go back like this.

To be honest, he and the actual controllers of Minanka, the nobles who formed the alliance, did not actually have any personal hatred.

It can even be said that Mo Cheng has never met any member of the Noble Alliance.

But it is a pity that Mo Cheng has a reason why Aundair must regain the territory.

Whether it is the continuous tasks of the system or the personal relationship with Mishas.

Just, how to do it?

Mo Cheng is not afraid of an all-out war with Minanka, but Aundair is not. Now he only has one city in his hands, and Celtic City is still in the process of being occupied and digested.

Even using the most basic population calculations, the current number of actual owners of Aundair will not exceed one million.

The population and resources are at a comprehensive disadvantage. If a full-scale war breaks out, Mo Cheng can't even imagine how Aundair can win.

Once an all-out war breaks out, the most likely result will be Aundair's defeat, and then Mo Cheng will go crazy because of the failure of the mission, turning all the cities in Minanka into ruins.

Just when Mo Cheng was thinking about how to teach Minanka a "little lesson" so that the other party could use the rat weapon, the surrounding environment began to change.

After the two hell creatures were vaporized by Mo Cheng's thunder, only two wisps of black smoke were left behind. The black smoke drifted along the wind, and it seemed that it would completely dissipate between heaven and earth in just a few breaths.

But the black smoke did not dissipate. Instead, it increased in value in an extremely abnormal manner, infecting the surrounding air like a virus. In just ten seconds, the black smoke had covered a one-meter radius.

The black smoke condensed but never dispersed, gathering together to form something.

Something that conveys the [will] of the strong from somewhere else.

"First meeting, the last dragon."

Along with the words, the black smoke suddenly exploded and scattered, and countless smoke enveloped the surroundings, rendering them alienated and alienating the surrounding space.

It was an environment full of distortions. The ground was full of towering torture instruments, but without exception, they only had broken fragments, and they were distorted in a physical sense.

"This prison that imprisons me has not yet been completely opened. I hope you won't mind that we can't talk face to face."

In this twisted space, Mo Cheng did not see any life, and the only thing he could feel was the "will" that filled the entire space.

The will belonging to a [demigod] is not a parallel import that is forcibly improved due to changes in the environment, but a real ninth step [demigod] level.

It is an enemy that Mo Cheng must take seriously.

"Gan." Words that were definitely not related to aristocratic etiquette were squeezed out from between his teeth. Mo Cheng gritted his teeth and looked at the space in front of him, "Real demigod, how did the original Queen Aundair seal the [Black Prison]? Got up?"

"The long years of sealing have tempered my will and strength."

I don’t know if it’s because of the long-term seal that the Black Hell Demigod didn’t communicate much with others, which made the other party have the desire to talk. “Dragon, you should have the same training. I smell even the Son of Slaughter from your body.” The smell of blood like never before.”

Mo Cheng grinned and immediately refuted the Black Hell Demigod's evaluation, "Don't talk nonsense. Anyone who knows me knows that I have always been a calm and gentle person, and I am definitely not the same type as the murderous Son of Slaughter. "

The Black Prison Demigod did not continue to argue on this issue. The aura on Mo Cheng's body, even if it came by will from a long distance, could make the Black Prison Demigod smell a pungent smell of blood.

Mo Cheng said that he and the Son of Slaughter were not of the same species. The Black Prison Demigod felt that he was right. The killing in the Son of Slaughter was definitely not as much as this thing in front of him.

So much so that the Black Hell Demigod was wondering whether the dragon in front of him was planning to be involved in the priesthood of [Killing].

"Perhaps we should talk about the small issue between Minanka and Aundair."

Mo Cheng raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't like the description of the Black Prison Demigod, "A small problem, this [small problem] you mentioned has made me worry for several days. Just tell me your purpose, the sealed demi-god." god."

Although it was not clear what method Aundair used to seal [Black Prison], after meeting the Black Prison demigod, Mo Cheng was certain that there was nothing wrong with the [Black Prison]'s seal being broken. Questionable.

But the breach was not enough to allow the Black Prison Demigod to come out. The guy's body was still in the Black Prison.

If this were placed in [Foreign Land], the situation of the Black Prison Demigod would be at least a weekly group of twenty-five people.

"The bloodline of Aundair's royal family."

"Are you planning to seize wealth from the dragon?"

The Black Prison Demigod's words were confusing, but Mo Cheng was able to understand what the other party meant. Whether he planned to completely lift the seal or something else, the Black Prison Demigod wanted Mishasi, to be precise, he wanted Misha. Si's fate.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Cheng immediately gave up all thoughts of talking.

Aundair's continuous missions, his early investment, and most importantly, his friendship with Mishasi, all made it impossible for Mo Cheng to agree to the terms of the Black Prison Demigod.

Even further, Mo Cheng had already begun to murder him.

Seeing that the negotiations broke down, the Black Hell space immediately expanded for hundreds of miles. At the same time, everything in the space began to break and twist, just like the Black Hell creatures that Mo Cheng had seen.

With just his will, the Black Hell Demigod is enough to affect hundreds of miles of space.

But Mo Cheng also has this level of power.

Violent, ferocious, pure and extreme violence was forced from Mo Cheng's body, like the claws of a ferocious beast constantly tearing apart the surrounding black fog and space.

The phantom of the Blazing Flame Legacy True Dragon appeared behind him, and on top of the huge dragon's body, there were two small figures.

One was wearing a white magic robe, with crystals of the ultimate magic floating around him.

The other is a superdimensional visitor who is purple all over and has no face.

The pure violence of the dragon, the ultimate magic of the supplicant, and the power of the Mask of the Void to interfere with time.

Three different forces are constantly crushing this space, and at the same time, they are also attacking with the will coming here.

"Dragon, do you want to go to war with [Black Prison] directly?"

Mo Cheng was suspended in mid-air. It was the first time that he pushed his power so unscrupulously, and the distorted space began to be forcibly divided. The place where Mo Cheng and the Black Prison Demigod were was like the center line of two worlds.

On one side of the Black Prison Demigod is a black mist space filled with distortion and fragmentation.

And where Mo Cheng was, it was even more bizarre. Gravity lost its proper effect, gravel began to float upwards, and time lost its order. The surrounding trees turned into saplings in an instant, and then became saplings in an instant after thousands of years. Giant trees.

At the same time, the magical elements have become some kind of absolutely fatal poison, and they have been forcibly infused with a certain will, which belongs to Mo Cheng's will.

Thanks to [Nine-Tailed Yanhu] for the reward

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