Chapter Eighty-Five: The Micro Plane

Above the Chiyan River, Edson, dressed in a plain gray robe, stood in the air with an earthy yellow heavy sword on his back, his eyes closed.

Suddenly, Edson's eyes opened, and he looked to the east, only to see a light and shadow in the east flash away, and only a moment later, another figure appeared in the sky above the bank of the Chiyan River.

Olivia, who was carrying the two long swords of the Light and Shadow Sword and the Blackstone Sword, finally came in anticipation. Today's Olivia is wearing a black robe, the whole person looks so mysterious, and her gray hair is fluttering in the wind.

The people who came to watch the battle cheered and became excited, and the cheers resounded through the heavens and the earth, making the water of the Chiyan River tremble slightly.

"It's crazy enough, this Olivia, is it just for them to worship like this?" Listening to the cheers like a wave, Nobing was slightly shocked.

Mo Huai looked at Olivia and Edson who were talking to each other in the night sky above the Chiyan River with interest, and chuckled: "This is the charm of genius!"

"Genius, Your Majesty, what kind of genius is Olivia? At most, he is just a genius in the Holy Domain, it is difficult to say whether he can become a god in the future, how can he compare with Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are a genius among gods," Nuo Bing's soft and pleasant tone had a strong taste of worship for Mo Huai.

Mo Huai, who chuckled noncommittally, couldn't help but look at it a little seriously when he saw that Olivia and Edson had already made a move.

Nuo Bing on the side commented casually: "Blackstone Sword, is it the law of darkness? This Edson is really confident enough, and he doesn't even draw his sword." However, this Olivia's mental power is not too strong after all, and her attack power is limited, so I'm afraid it's hard to really hurt Edson!"

"Look at it!" Mo Huai, who said indifferently, saw Olivia's next two hands with the light and shadow sword, the black stone sword, and the two diametrically opposed energies of light and darkness attacking at the same time, but Hidesen was always as steady as a rock, and in the end there was no damage, seeing Olivia's surprised and incredulous appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head lightly and said: "This Olivia, after all, is still too immature." ”

Nuo Bing couldn't help but say: "Having said that, it is rare that he can comprehend the mysteries of the laws of light and darkness, which are completely opposite, and use them so well." But if that's it, it's not enough to defeat that Hedson!"

"Look, he should still have a trick," Mo Huai spoke, and Olivia was already making a full move, and he and Haldenson made a final hard move.

Hudson's earthy yellow greatsword slashed down, but it was as if the whole world had been smashed down.

"Peng!" The terrible crashing sound, as if the thunder was roaring between heaven and earth, also caused a terrible air current, and the wind blew the torrential rain obliquely, and those canopies were blown up by the wind.

"Boom!" A figure surrounded by dim black light and white light was smashed into the Chiyan River, and a large area of dazzling bright red immediately appeared on the surface of the Chiyan River.

"Just defeated?" Nuo Bingxiu frowned slightly: "Why did the soul breath become so weak? The soul was hit hard? Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't survive." ”

Mo Huai, who was noncommittal, turned around and greeted Nuo Bing beside him, and then drifted away: "Let's go!"

At the invitation of the Martial God O'Brien, Mo Huai basically stayed in the Martial God Mountain for the next few months, sometimes sparring with the Martial God, but his divine sense was always focused on the unconscious Olivia, and his mind was on Olivia, wanting to find out the situation when his soul mutated.

As expected, Olivia, who had been in a coma for nearly three months, had been breathing faintly like a living dead, and one night his body lit up with black and white dark light energy, causing the dark and light elements between heaven and earth to converge, and his soul breath quickly became stronger, and he woke up after dawn.

"Soul mutation, in the final analysis, is the transformation of the soul, it is unpredictable," Mo Huai was slightly disappointed, his divine sense could only detect the appearance, and it was impossible to penetrate Olivia's soul at all, nor could he see through some kind of change in the depths of his soul.

Shortly after Olivia's soul mutated and woke up, after the tragic and wonderful battle between Lin Lei and Hadson, Mo Huai and Nuo Bing said goodbye to the Martial God and left.

Mo Huai and Nuo Bing, who left the O'Brien Empire, did not return to the Mo Huai Empire, but went to the Realm of Chaos, pretending to inadvertently discover the magic crystal vein outside the outskirts of the mud-sealed small city, and easily opened a passage to the core of the ore vein with god-level strength, where they found the space gate of the miniature plane.

In the following days, Mo Huai and Nuo Bing began their retreat life in the miniature plane, only occasionally returning to Finlay City, and the affairs of the Mo Huai Empire were basically handed over to Molde by Mo Huai.

As Mo Huai's righteous son, Prince Molde faintly became the crown prince of the Mo Huai Empire, and even the de facto emperor.

Despite this, Molde, who was born an orphan and was carefully taught and raised by Mo Huai, has absolute loyalty to Mo Huai, and does not dare to go beyond it, nor does he dare to have those superfluous thoughts that should not be had.

After two years of cultivation in the miniature dimensional space, Mo Huai and Nuo Bing, who finally gave birth to a son for Mo Huai, left only the deity here to accompany Mo Huai to meditate, and the water god clone brought his son Mohe back to the palace in Finlay City to raise him.

After Mo Huai had it, the Mo Huai Empire had a prince, which was naturally something that made the subjects excited and happy. It can be said that Mo Huai's son has grown up under the expectations and attention of countless people since he was a child.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and the little prince Mohe is already ten years old, although his cultivation talent is not very good, but he is known as a prodigy, and he is extremely intelligent.

During this period, Mo Huai and Nuo Bing also added a younger sister and a younger brother to little Mohe, who were three and seven years younger than Mohe respectively.

The youngest Mott is only three years old, and he can't see anything, but Mo Ya, who is Mo Huai's only daughter, was judged to have a super-level magical affinity for water and fire at the age of six, and his soul is sixty-eight times stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can almost be concluded to become a holy magic master in the future.

In the year 10022 of the Magnolia calendar, in early spring, the grass grows and the warbler flies, Vientiane is renewed, and on the wilderness meadow outside the mud-sealed small city of the Chaos Territory, Mo Huai, who looks refreshed with a smile, is walking leisurely with Nuo Bing.

"Your Majesty, we've been cultivating here for more than ten years, why do you want to leave suddenly?" Nuo Bing couldn't help frowning and said, "Even if someone discovers the magic crystal vein here, I still don't believe it, I know that we are meditating here, which force on the Magnolia Continent dares to come here to spread wilderness." ”

Mo Huai, who shook his head lightly, said with a smile: "People should not be too greedy, we have been cultivating here for twelve years, which is already a great blessing." Over the years, we have gained a lot. It's been many years since we left the Empire, and it's time for us to go back. ”

"That's the same, in the past, let alone becoming a middle god, even becoming a god was unattainable for me. Now with the help of His Majesty, although he has only understood the most basic mysteries of the water element law over the years, he has finally become a mid-rank god," Nuo Bing also nodded with a smile: "Your Majesty, you said to go back, I really miss Mohe, Moya and Mote." ”

"Didn't your god clone stay in the imperial capital to take care of them?" Mo Huai, who said with a smile, turned to sigh and said: "In a blink of an eye, twelve years have passed, which sounds a bit long, but I sometimes feel that it is a little slow." If our son Moher can grow up all of a sudden, I can directly pass on the throne to him, and I will be truly happy. ”

When Nuo Bing heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Mo Huai: "Your Majesty, Mo He is only ten years old, even if you want to pass on the throne, you don't have to be in such a hurry, right?"

"Ten years old? His little adult is more than ten years old. But it's really not in a hurry, and it's not too late to pass on the throne in a few years," Mo Huai said with a smile.