"What did you say?"

"I said, this order, I refuse!"

The gods were silent. More than ten years ago, when Walter died in the ring in the second sequence qualifying battle, the gods took in three more younger brothers - Mocha, K, and Li Quanan.

Among the three, Mocha is undoubtedly the one who is most valued by the gods, and the strongest, and of course, the gods also gave Mocha great authority - the combat commander of the main battlefield of the layered battlefield on the side of the gods.

In the case that the gods do not enter the layered battlefield, Mocha is the overlord of one side, holding the most elite power of the gods' forces, the most elite warriors, it is not an exaggeration to say, if before these things happen, Mocha wants to support his own army, the gods will not even be willing to launch a sweep against Mocha - it is nothing more than too much price......

However, at the most critical time, Mocha, a highly valued commander of the army, gave the gods a blow!

"It's an order!"

"I refuse!"

The Celestial God's tone was heavy, Mocha's tone was resolute, and after a while, Mocha's voice came from the communicator.

"I don't know what's going on between you and Wen Yu, or even Yan Jing, and I don't know why the Will of Earth would give such a shit order! I'm sorry, but I don't understand any of the games between you, and I don't want to...... But at the very least, I know what's right and what's wrong! ”

"Celestial-sama, I've been on the main battlefield for five years, a full five years...... Five years may pass by in a flash for you, but it is not like this for us, every moment is facing life and death, every moment is hovering between life and death, fighting is all we have, and our comrades-in-arms are our relatives! It's not just our side, but also Yanjing's side, the soul puppet side! At first, I thought that the fault was Lin Haifeng, the fault was on the Yanjing side, they drove us out of the main battlefield, I felt cold, cold, but what made me even more chilled was your decision......"

"You want me to swing a butcher's knife and slash at my comrades? You want me to go against what I've been guarding? You want me to turn my back on everything I've fought for? ”

"I want to remind you that they are not enemies, and if you want to subjectively turn them into our enemies, I'm sorry, this time Mocha will not obey!"

Hearing this, the gods laughed angrily!

"Good! Good! You're really good! What are you telling me here? Do you think there would be no one without you? ”

"I know that all of my men are yours, and I haven't told you any big truths, but, Lord Celestial, you must know that what I just said is not only my heart, but also the voice of all the warriors, and now, I want to ask for your opinion again, or I want to see if you are the one worthy of my follow!"

At this, Mocha was silent for a moment, and his voice spoke resolutely.

"Please take back the order!"

"No way......"

"That old man quit and went to NM's !!"

"Snap ......"

Immediately, there was a cacophony from across the communicator.

The god held up the communicator, and his face instantly turned red!

"Okay, that's good......"

The god gasped vigorously, and after a while, he dialed another communication.

"Celestial-sama."

"Adjutant, immediately mobilize all the fighters who have withdrawn from the front line in the gathering place of the seventh district of Washington, and attack the defense line of the main battlefield of the seventh district!"

"Well, my lord, only Lord Mocha is qualified to give orders in this matter."

"Mocha betrayed me, betrayed this world, betrayed Mother Earth, and now, I transfer all the authority of the main battlefield legion to you, and you are responsible for handling all these things!"

Perhaps sensing that the adjutant was still hesitant, the Celestial God finally added.

"This is an order from Mother Earth herself."

"Then I understand......"

This time, the adjutant's voice was much more dry.

……

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and even if it is a cohesive military organization, it is inevitable that there will be different voices within it.

Such as Mocha and his lieutenants......

Mocha, as a fierce general under the gods, is in charge of all affairs on the front line - after all, it is still human beings who are in charge of this world, and there is a human leader, and it is easy to communicate with other forces externally.

But it cannot be ignored that most of the Celestials in the front-line army are still mutated creatures, and they have a higher leader - the lieutenant of Mocha, the Celestials, and even the will of the earth.

And so the disagreement arose.

When the noise of the outside world reached Mocha's ears, he just ignored it, and when he blew the communicator in his hand, he also understood that his position had been deflected......

But none of that matters......

The important thing is to stick to the heart, people will have this or that perseverance when they live, whether it is a good person or a bad person, there will always be some soft places in the depths of the heart.

This time, the order of the gods broke something that Mocha insisted on...... So between loyalty and righteousness, he chose righteousness.

He didn't know how many warriors would make the same choice as him, so Mocha got up and walked outside.

……

When Mocha walked out of the room, he saw people from the outside world flipping on their backs.

Countless mutated creatures roared incessantly, and in a hurry, they didn't even care whether the person they were talking to could understand the foreign language, they just roared out various notes.

Panicked, but busy with a little bit of order.

On the high platform in the distance, the lieutenant of the race of lions was roaring wildly, and under his organization, one mutant beast after another approached or moved away, and soon, the camp was clearly divided.

Needless to say, no one would believe the adjutant's words, and no one would believe that the gods had given such an SB order, but the mutant beasts were different, about one-third of the mutant beasts stood on the side of the adjutant, and they lined up neatly and put on a battle formation.

It wasn't until the formation was arranged that the deputy official glanced at Mocha from a distance, and then, the partners who had been working together for five years did not communicate at all, one stopped in place, and the other took the lead and rushed into the distance.

"Boss Mocha, what the adjutant said just now is true?"

Mocha was silent for a moment, then nodded.

When he landed, the scene was in an uproar, and Mocha just flew to the high platform, looking at the chaotic warriors below, he slowly spoke.

"I can't do ......"

The deep voice spread in all directions, and under these four words, the chaos on the scene gradually subsided.

"I can't do what the gods commanded...... And you who stay here shouldn't be able to do it, right? ”

Mocha already knew the answer without looking, he didn't look up, he just said to himself.

"Your choice is not wrong, my choice is not wrong, and those who go, their choice is not wrong, not even the people who kicked us out...... But things have come to this point, so who is wrong......"