Monster Minotaur

How about it! I just said I can win! As if in response to Emily's prayer, the silence in the solemn temple was broken by the dull sound unique to the tauren. Mo Yan, who was lying quietly on the altar, suddenly woke up, got up, picked up the God-killing Demon Sword beside him, raised it above his head, looked at the statue of the goddess with a proud look and shouted.

Dad!/Master! Seeing the sleeping Minotaur wake up, Jones and Ellie jumped up and rushed towards the Minotaur on the altar, hanging on the Minotaur like two tree kangaroos. Hearing the clear voice and the weight on his body, Mo Yan noticed that Jones and Ellie were in the hall. He put down the long sword in his hand and looked at the two people on his body and asked: What time is it now? Already?

Are you Mo Yan? Before the two girls could answer the Minotaur's words, Emily, who was standing aside with a smile, stepped forward and said, I heard my mother tell you about you. You are already lying here. It's been twenty years. She kept saying that she might never be able to wait for you to wake up, but she didn't expect to see you again in her lifetime. As she spoke, Emily wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a look of relief. The tauren looked completely dumbfounded.

Stop it, Emily. Mo Yan, who looked around for a moment, laughed and said, Have you also learned to make such a joke? Well, your acting skills have improved a lot. There are tears in the corners of your eyes. And that pleased expression, I almost deceived me. But next time you have to change your clothes first, but you are still wearing the long dress I gave you.

Who knew you would wake up at this time. Emily walked to the side of the altar, looked at the bull head jumping off the altar and said, I really thought you would sleep like this forever, and I was also worried that it would happen. In the situation I just described, even my child was born and you haven’t woken up yet.”

We are married! How could we have a child with an inexplicable man without my consent! Mo Yan grabbed Emily's little hand and said: Who dares to have a child with you before we get divorced? I Make him regret growing that thing down there! Feeling the heat coming from the Minotaur's hands and the declaration of belonging, Emily felt a warmth in her heart. It seemed that she had to adapt to his appearance quickly. Emily secretly made a decision in her heart.

My master, what kind of enlightenment has the goddess given you? The white werewolf standing aside asked the tauren with a pious face: This is the first time we have received a call from the goddess and prepared such a ceremony for you. I don’t know if there is anything I did wrong. My master, if you can give us more guidance, we can do more for you and the goddess.

The tauren, who was originally in a good mood, heard the white wolf king's words, and a nameless anger burned in his heart. The white wolf king was like a beaten puppy, howling in agony and flying backwards. He put away his big feet wearing leather boots. Mo Yan looked at the white werewolf who looked like a bastard just now and said, I want to Just read more books for me to study! Don’t bother me with everything. Didn’t I find someone to teach you how to read?”

I'm sorry...for offending you, my great master... The white werewolf covered his stomach where he was kicked, spitting out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground, saying in the most humble manner: We just want With your grace, we want to learn more to become your arms, please be at peace...my great master.

Mo Yan's anger was obviously accumulated in the void arena of Demon Sword. Anyone who has been killed nearly a hundred thousand times will not have a good temper. If Emily hadn't made him feel a lot better by playing a little joke with him just now, then the white werewolf might have been kicked to death by the minotaur.

He really wants to use this god-killing demon sword. If the goddess tells him that he needs to defeat the demon soul in the sword, he will agree without any hesitation. But the goddess didn't tell him anything, and just knocked him unconscious and threw him into the magic sword to fight, which made Mo Yan feel very angry and powerless.

But Mo Yan would not compete with the goddess. After all, he was his immediate boss, and he would have to rely on her protection in the future, so these monsters under him became a channel for him to vent his anger. If you want to blame him, you can only blame the White Wolf King for his fate. When is it not good to talk to Mo Yan? It has to be when he has just come out of the Void Arena of the Demon Sword.

Seeing Mo Yan treating his subordinates like this for no reason, Emily frowned and wanted to say something, but looked at Mo Yan's serious expression and finally gave up the persuasion. Although she didn't know why Mo Yan did this, but usually Mo Yan was not a person who would get angry for no reason. Maybe he had some other secrets.

And even if Emily wanted to say something, she couldn't say it in such a public place. This is Mo Yan's power and face. A smart woman should not touch his dignity at this time, otherwise it will only make things complicated or even worse. If you have anything to say in private, it would be more useful. After all, Mo Yan is not the kind of person to act arbitrarily.

Okay, okay. Mo Yan looked at the white werewolf kneeling on the ground, sighed slightly, helped it up with his own hands, and said, I already understand your intentions. I have been guarding the altar these past few days. It must be very hard on the side. I will ask people to send you medals to reward your loyalty, and there will be more important positions waiting for you in the future. After all, you are the subordinates I can really trust.

Mo Yan was quite familiar with this method of hitting a stick with a bone. After venting the anger in his heart, Mo Yan still needed to consider the loyalty of his subordinates. Although these monsters can be said to be 100% obedient to the leader, even if the white werewolf makes himself into a hot pot, he will not hesitate at all. But now the intelligence of the monsters has gradually improved, and some encouragement and praise will give them greater motivation.

Mo Yan's approach was obviously approved by Emily, and the frown on his face relaxed. He only rewarded his loyal and capable subordinates. Emily straightened Mo Yan's wrinkled clothes, looked into his eyes and said, Regel and the others have been very nervous recently, worried about what Lilith and the others might do again.

If they attack again after such a short period of time, then I really have to wonder how they survived in hell. Mo Yan listened to Emily who was like a little wife and said with a smile: Although I don't I don’t know what kind of environment hell is, but at least idiots won’t be able to survive.”

Okay! That's it for this time. Mo Yan put the two koalas hanging on him on the ground, took out the God-killing Demon Sword in his hand and said, I really didn't expect Blackbeard to be able to After getting such good things, should we let those opponents live in the future? Maybe they can find some good things and send them to me all the way.

After showing off his new weapons, Mo Yan took Emily and others out of the temple of the goddess. The threat posed by Blackbeard had been completely resolved. In order to celebrate being able to get such a good weapon this time, Mo Yan personally cooked a delicious meal for the first time in a long time. The opera troupe stationed in Thunder Bluff was also invited to perform for the fun, and everyone drank until very late. take a break.

At this time, in the distant territory of Carthage, a fierce battle for the city was underway. The Lightning Legion, which has completely opened the city wall defense line, has all entered the city. However, the progress of seizing the city was not very fast. It took several days but only one-third of the city was occupied.

Although the Salt people are more powerful than the Maro people, the Maro people are playing hide and seek with the Lightning Legion, bullying the Lightning Legion for not having enough manpower to control the entire city. During the battle, they had been mainly hiding, but they were able to use the terrain to attack the small Salt troops. The commander of the Maroese army guarding the city was not stupid. He could come up with such a way of dealing with the situation instead of concentrating his efforts on confronting the main force of the Saltans.

How are the training of those citizens with combat experience going? Refola asked Kira who walked in in a house on the outskirts of the city. In order to make up for the shortage of manpower in the Lightning Legion, Kira, a Carthaginian, was asked to train a citizen volunteer group of 500 people to guard the areas captured by the Saltans.

However, Refola overestimated the fighting power of the Carthaginians. Even for these citizens who had combat experience, it was almost impossible to arm them immediately. Although the blacksmith shops and several armories in the city are already in the hands of the Lightning Legion, arming these citizens is not a problem. But their bodies and willpower are not enough to support them in completing a battle. Once they encounter difficulties, these people will immediately collapse.

It's still the same. Regarding his compatriots, Kira sighed and said, Maybe until the whole battle is over, we won't be able to use these five hundred soldiers. Maybe they can be used to guard this place in the future. city, after all, we will continue to go deep into the rear of the Maroons. Carthage has been launching a large-scale counterattack recently, and even our princess has come to the front line to fight with the newly formed Kingdom Guards Corps. , we can cut directly into the rear of the Maroons.

The shortage of manpower is a big problem. Refola looked at the map of the city on the table and said: Now we can only slowly consume the opponent's strength. We have sufficient supplies to use. As long as we occupy the city In the two granaries inside, they will have no food to eat, and then it will be the moment of decisive battle.

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