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Wu Mo also walked in with a big grin.

Brissa didn't dare to attack Dineh easily because of Marles's mother's relationship, but she vented her anger on Wu Mo.

The snake's head whip turned into an afterimage and flung at Wu Mo mercilessly.

The rest of the people watched indifferently, watching Wu Mo, an arrogant and impudent lowly man, bear Brisha's anger.

However, what happened next made them dumbfounded.

Wu Mo just flicked his hand, and a flame exploded in the air, and Brisha's snakehead whip was burned black.

"If you do it again, I'll kill you!"

Wu Mo glared at Brissa coldly, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

Brissa startled, her muscular body backing away until she hit the wall, embarrassed.

"How dare you do it here?" Martial Arts Chief Zake roared.

Wu Mo glanced at Zack lightly and said, "Do you plan to achieve the same result as this stupid mother-in-law?" ”

Zake closed his mouth, Wu Mo's special ability made him jealous, how could that ability that should only belong to women appear in men?

There was some confusion in his mind.

"Alright, shut up, Dineen, and answer what I asked you."

The Mother of Marlies just glanced at Wu Mo lightly, stopped the ongoing battle, and continued to look at Dineh and said.

"Everything is ready," Dinen told her. "The Deaver family is hiding in their own enclosures, and of course, only Ayton is still stupidly learning magic at the Warlock School."

"Have you ever met with the Faceless?" Mistress Marlies asked.

"The academy has been fairly quiet tonight," Dineen replied, "and we're going pretty well in all respects. ”

"Did he agree to the agreement?"

"Vinton Deaver will be disposed of according to our plan," Dineen chuckled.

Then he remembered that in order to make the plan more brutal and satisfy his own desires, he had modified Mareth's plan a few times, delaying Ayton's execution.

Dineen's thought led to another thought: Rose's high priestesses were particularly adept at mind reading.

"Ayton will die tonight!" Dinen hastened to say that he intended to finish before the others inquired for details.

"Excellent." Brissa frowned.

Dinen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Start merging!" The Mother of Marlies commanded.

Four Drow males came forward and knelt before the Mistress and her daughters: Ryssen knelt before Mareth, Zak Navan knelt before Brisha, Nova to Maya, and Dinen to Verna.

The priest chanted in unison, his hand dexterously placed on the forehead of each warrior, blending in with their emotions.

"You all know where you are!" Mother Marlies said after the ceremony.

She grinned in pain from another fetal movement.

"Let's get to work."

Wu Mo never opened his mouth, although he knew that Di Ning's stupid decision might ruin tonight's battle, but the system mission did not require the Du Deng family to win, so he didn't want to change anything.

In case the plot develops in another direction because of his changes, it will not be easy to control.

Now all he has to do is follow the Duden family to participate in tonight's battle, and as for what will happen next, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

Less than an hour later, Zaknavan and Brissa stood side by side on the balcony, overlooking the gates of the Duden family.

On the ground, the 2nd and 3rd Brigades, led by Ryssen and Nova, were busily preparing, dressed in heated leather armor and metal plates; These are disguises designed to deceive the elves' heat-sensitive eyes.

Dinein's troops, the first advance brigade of a thousand goblin slaves, had already set off.

"We're going to be famous after tonight," Brissa said. "No one doubts that the tenth-ranked family will dare to face an opponent as strong as the Deaver family. When our bloody project tonight is over and the rumors spread, even the Banrui family will notice the strength of our Duden family! ”

She leaned against the railing of the balcony and watched the two brigades form a formation, silently and silently.

The two brigades traveled along different paths, traversing the winding roads of Morsoblay before finally meeting at the location of the five massive stone pillars of the House of Devo.

She glanced at Wu Mo intentionally or unintentionally, and her face was still a little frightened.

She didn't understand where this man's terrifying power came from, but it was clear that she was no match for this man.

Zaknavan stared at the back of the eldest daughter of the Mareth Princess, intent on plunging the dagger into her spine.

Still, as before, judgment kept Zack's experienced hand in place.

"Did you receive the props you needed?" Brissa asked, her attitude much more respectful at this point than when she was with Mistress Mareth.

Zack was nothing more than a man, a commoner who had the honor of bearing the name of his family, all because of his vague relationship with his mistress and his former father-in-waiting.

However, Brissa was still afraid of angering him.

Zak is the head of the Du Yuden family, a tall and strong man, stronger than most women.

Those who had witnessed his berserk in battle believed that he was the chief warrior in Morsoblay.

In addition to Brissa and her mother, who served as a high priest, plus Zaknavan unmatched superb swordsmanship, these three are the foundation of the Du Zhiden family's success.

Of course, Brissa was a little surprised by Wu Mo's appearance, this man could make the number one warrior in Mosoblay City tremble with just one sentence.

Zack put on a black hood and opened the bag around his waist to pull out a few ceramic balls.

Brissa smiled wickedly and slowly rubbed her slender hands.

"Mistress Gina Fei will be upset." She whispered.

Zach gave her the same smile and turned to look at the departing soldiers.

There was nothing more satisfying for the master than killing the Dark Elves, especially the priest who killed Goddess Rose.

In fact, it is also the result of a long period of repression.

The status of men is too low, so when they have the opportunity to kill those priests of the goddess Rose, they become especially positive and excited.

"Get ready," Brissa said a few minutes later.

Zack tossed his thick hair away from his face and stood stiff, his eyes tightly closed.

Brissa slowly pulled out her staff and began chanting the incantation that activated the item.

She touched Zack's right shoulder, then the other, and finally the staff stopped on his head.

Zach felt the cold shards fall on him, piercing through his clothing and armor, and even touching his skin until everything on his body dropped to the same temperature.

Zack hated the low temperature of the magic, as it was the same feeling he imagined death.

(To be continued.) )