Chapter 40 Don't you know that the villain died from talking too much?

"Master Kotma—"

Hearing such a sonorous refusal from Kotema, all the fighters of the resistance team were stunned, and when they heard that this old man who could have lived a good life was actually willing to live and die with those of him who had been together for less than a month, everyone was moved, and they couldn't help but call out Kotema's name.

"What? You choose death, you actually say you choose death!"

Cortma's refusal angered Memphis, who thought he was in charge of everyone's life and death, and he glared at his eyes and shouted in rage, his voice sharp like a shrew who had been poked in the sore spot.

"You bastard, you're just a liar, relying on my help to pretend to be a swordsmith with the ability of a high-level swordsmith to gain fame and fortune that shouldn't belong to you, if you hadn't been promoted to a master by luck, I wouldn't even give you the opportunity to beg for mercy, but now you actually say that you reject me!"

"It's just for a group of worthless mortals, as long as my plan succeeds, I want as much as I want, what's worth mentioning? But it's for them, you, in order not to let yourself disguise yourself as a swordsmith leak out, let me kill those innocent relatives and friends who learned the truth because of your momentary gaffe, actually said to me that you choose to die, why do you?

It is not known that the fact that Cotema would choose to live and die with the rest of the counter-attacking team instead of choosing to surrender allegiance to him for the sake of his life was beyond Memphis's imagination, so that it stimulated him too much.

Or is it that his demonization process has progressed to the point where both his bloodline and soul have begun to transform, so that he has been affected by the chaos that is buried in the bloodline and soul of the abyssal creatures, and he has begun to become no longer calm and rational.

Enraged, Memphis's eyes were red, and his completely demonized pitch-black claws slashed at his long and thick staff, and one after another flew out like cannons, surging in the direction of the Cottma.

If this piece of magic flame bomb can really fall on the Kotema and them, with its powerful power and extremely fast rate of fire, it is really possible to take out the Cotema who were caught off guard.

It's a pity that it's destined to be just a delusion, just like what Mo Wensi said before, the dimensional cage is a two-way magic circle, and the Kotema in the cage can't get out and can't attack Memphis, and the Memphis outside can't attack the Kotema inside unless they untie the cage themselves.

Therefore, the magic flame bomb smashed all on the basement of this palace-like house, and at the same time smashed a pit, it even destroyed part of the magic circle, which made Memphis panic.

Looking at Memphis's frightened and funny appearance, the already determined Cottma and the others burst into laughter, so angry that Memphis almost went crazy again.

Unfortunately, this circle is worthy of the foundation of Memphis's amazing plan, even if it was partially damaged by the magic flame bomb he sent, it gradually recovered on its own, disappointing the Kotma who were expecting Memphis to destroy his own ambitions.

After finding that his life-threatening magic circle was fine, Memphis breathed a long sigh of relief and raised his head, but saw the disappointed look of Cottma and the others, and then thought of their laughter before, Memphis was angry, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, another magic flame bomb flew out.

However, Memphis, who had been frightened for a while, didn't want to test the endurance of his magic circle at all, so he resisted the urge to attack frantically in his brain, pressed the staff he had raised, and turned to curse at Kotema.

“...... You stupid skinny pigs, dung-eating maggots, greedy hyenas, idiots who don't know whether to live or die............ Dare to rebel against the grand plans of the great Memphis Lord............ When my plan succeeds, I must drag you out one by one, cut them into pieces one by one, and then stuff them into the lowest abyss worms to devour them in one bite, and then detain your souls............ Wait in despair, waiting for the revenge of Lord Memphis............"

Memphis's swear words are so ugly that they don't look like a superior person with territory and status at all, but like a gangster who specializes in swearing people, and that word by word reaches people's ears, which is simply a blasphemy of language.

It's a pity that they don't even look down on life and death now, how can they care about some swear words, not to mention that some of these fighters are much more powerful than Memphis.

But just because they don't care doesn't mean that others don't care.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense, after talking for so long, don't you know the truth that the villain died from talking too much?"

Just when Memphis was squirting feces and venting the dirt and viciousness in his heart to the Cottma and them with all his might, a voice full of ridicule suddenly came into his ears, so that Memphis, who was in the state of machine gun speech, subconsciously retorted:

"Die of too much talk, you let me die to see, even the damn Kotma can only sit there and wait for my punishment, you are trapped in a dimensional cage...... ......"

Speaking of retorts, Memphis subconsciously looked at the source of the voice that dared to contradict him just now, and planned to stare at the other party's eyes and scold according to his habits.

But before his head turned halfway, he suddenly froze, and looking at the person who had just collided with him, Memphis's neck seemed to be suddenly replaced with a clockwork drive, and it was jammed one by one.

"What's the matter, my dear Mr. Memphis, don't you like to swear, why don't you keep scolding?"

“...... How can it be...... How is that possible!"

Looking at the figure that gradually became clear, in a place where no one could be at all, Memphis's face was full of disbelief, and his face no longer had the arrogance and indesirability of holding everything in his hands before, but as if he had seen a ghost alive, his face was inexplicably frightened.

"Don't you have everything in your hands and know everything?Why do you have such a surprised expression, I thought you knew about my existence, but now it seems that your so-called omniscience is nothing more than an illusion created by some small means. ”

Looking at Memphis's face full of horror, the man who made Memphis the way he is now laughed, and his laughter was full of ridicule and mockery of Memphis.

After saying the taunt of Memphis, the man turned around, looked at the startled Cottma and the other counterattackers, waved his hand and shouted happily:

"I'm back here, aren't you happy?" (To be continued.) )