"Well, I'll say I can win!" As if in response to Emily's prayer, the silence of the solemn temple was broken by the dull sound peculiar to the minotaurs. Mo Yan, who was lying quietly on the altar, suddenly woke up, got up, picked up the god-killing demon sword placed beside him, raised it above his head, and looked at the statue of the goddess with a smug look and shouted.

"Daddy!/Master!" Seeing the sleeping minotaur wake up, Jones and Ellie jumped up and lunged at the minotaur on the altar, hanging like two tree kangaroos. Hearing this crisp voice and the weight on his body, Mo Yan noticed that Jones and Ellie were both 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?"

"You're Mo Yan, aren't you?" Before the two girls could answer the Minotaur's words, Emily, who was standing aside with a smile, stepped forward and said, "I've heard my mother say about you, you've been lying here for twenty years. She kept saying that she might never wait for you to wake up again, and she didn't expect to see you again in her lifetime. As she spoke, Emily wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the Minotaur with a look of relief.

"Don't make a fuss, Emily. Mo Yan, who looked around a little, laughed and said, "Have you learned to make such jokes?" Well, your acting skills have improved a lot, and the tears in the corners of your eyes and the expression of relief almost fooled me. But next time you'll have to change your clothes, and you're still wearing the 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's head jumping off the altar and said, "I really thought you would sleep like this, and I was worried that the scene I just said would happen, even my baby was born and you haven't woken up yet." ”

"We're 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 the divorce, I will make him regret growing that thing below!" Feeling the heat coming from the Minotaur's hands, and the propagation of the belonging, Emily's heart was warm. It seems that she needs to get used to him quickly, Emily secretly makes a decision in her heart.

"My master, what kind of inspiration did the goddess give you?" the white werewolf standing on the side asked the minotaur with a reverent expression, "We have received the call of the goddess for the first time to prepare such a ceremony for you, and we don't know if there is anything wrong with it." My master, if you can give us more guidance, we can do more for you and the Goddess. ”

The Minotaur, who was in a good mood, heard the words of the White Wolf King, and a nameless anger burned from his heart. The white wolf king flew out with a painful wail like a beaten puppy, put away his big feet in leather boots, Mo Yan looked at the white werewolf who had just looked like a stick and said: "If you want to study, read me more books! Don't bother me with everything, didn't I find someone to teach you how to read?"

"I'm sorry...... Angered you, my great ...... The hosts. The white werewolf clutched his kick in the stomach, spurted a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground, and said in his most humble attitude: "We just want to be favored by you, we want to learn more to be your arm, please calm your anger...... My great host. ”

Mo Yan's anger had obviously accumulated in the Void Arena of the Demon Sword, and anyone who had been killed nearly a hundred thousand times would not have a good temper. If it weren't for Emily, the little joke he made with him make him feel a lot better, then the white werewolf might have been kicked to death by the minotaur.

He really wanted to use this god-killing sword, and if the goddess told him that he needed to defeat the demon soul in the sword, he would not hesitate to agree. But the goddess didn't tell him anything, so she directly knocked him unconscious and threw him into the magic sword to fight, which made Mo Yan feel very angry and powerless.

But Mo Yan won't go to the goddess to do anything, after all, that is his top boss, and he will rely on her protection in the future, so these monsters under his command have become a channel for him to vent his anger. If you want to blame, you can only blame the White Wolf King's life, when it is 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.

Looking at Mo Yan, who treated her subordinates like this for no reason, Emily frowned and wanted to say something, but looking at Mo Yan's serious expression, she finally gave up persuasion. Although she didn't know why Mo Yan did this, Mo Yan was not a person who would get angry for no reason, and 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 prestige and face, a smart woman should not touch his dignity at this time, otherwise it will only make things complicated or even bad. What is more useful to say in private, after all, Mo Yan is not the kind of person who is arbitrary.

"Alright, alright. Mo Yan looked at the white werewolf kneeling on one knee, sighed slightly, helped it up with his own hands, and said, "I have understood your intentions, and it has been very hard to guard the side of the altar for the past few days." I will have you be rewarded with medals for your loyalty, and there will be more important duties waiting for you in the future, after all, you are the ones I can really trust me with. ”

For this kind of practice of beating a stick to a bone, Mo Yan can be regarded as proficient. After venting the anger in his heart, Mo Yan still needed to think about 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 that the monsters' intelligence has gradually improved, some encouragement and praise will give them more motivation.

And Mo Yan's approach was obviously agreed by Emily, and the original frowning brows were also stretched, and rewards were given to loyal and capable subordinates. Emily tidied up Mo Yan's wrinkled clothes, looked into his eyes and said, "Legel and they have been very nervous recently, worried about what Lilith and they have done." ”

"If they do it again after such a short interval, then I really wonder how they survived hell. Mo Yan listened to Emily, who was like a little wife, and said with a smile: "Although I don't know what kind of environment hell is like, at least stupid people should not be able to live." ”

"Alright, that's the end of the matter. 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 get such a good thing, should you let those opponents live in the future? Maybe they can find something good, and then send it to me all the way." ”

After showing off his new weapon, Mo Yan left the goddess's temple with Emily and the others, and the threat posed by Blackbeard had been completely resolved. In order to celebrate that he was able to get such a good weapon this time, Mo Yan personally cooked a meal after a long absence, and the opera troupe stationed in the Thunder Cliff was also invited to perform to cheer up, and everyone drank until late before going to rest.

At this time, in the distant territory of Carthage, fierce battles for cities were underway. The Lightning Legion, which had completely opened the defense of the city walls, had all been stationed in the city. However, the progress of the capture of the city was not very fast, and only a third of the city was occupied in a few days.

Although the Salts are more effective than the Maro, the Maro people play hide-and-seek with the Lightning Legion, bullying the Lightning Legion for not having enough men to control the entire city. During the fighting, they had been mainly hiding, and they could even use the terrain to attack small groups of Salts. The commander of the Maro Legion, who was guarding the city, was not stupid enough to come up with such a way to maneuver instead of concentrating on the main force of the Salts.

"How's the training of the combat-experienced citizens?" asked Refora in a house on the outskirts of the city as she walked in. In order to make up for the lack of manpower in the Lightning Legion, Kira, a Carthaginian, was asked to train a 500-strong citizen volunteer regiment to defend the area taken down by the Salts.

However, Refra overestimated the Carthaginians' combat prowess, and even for these citizens who had experience in battle, it was almost impossible to arm them immediately. Although the city's blacksmith shop and several armories are already in the hands of the Lightning Legion, arming these citizens is not a problem. However, neither their physical nor willpower was enough to support them in a battle, and if they encountered difficulties, they would immediately collapse.

"It's still like that. To his own compatriot Kira sighed and said, "Maybe we won't be able to use this army of five hundred men until the whole battle is over." Perhaps in the future they will be able to defend the city, after all, we will continue to penetrate deep into the rear of the Maro. Recently, Carthage has been engaged in a large-scale counteroffensive, and even our princesses have come to the front line to fight with the newly formed Janissary Legion of the Kingdom, and we can cut directly into the rear of the Maro. ”

"The lack of manpower is a big problem. Refra looked at the map of the city on the table and said: "Now we can only slowly consume the strength of the other party in this way, we have enough supplies to use, as long as we occupy these two granaries in the city, they will have no food to eat, and then it will be the time of the decisive battle." ”

(To be continued)