Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

Wang Zhan sat on the ground panting. He was really tired. After fighting for such a long time, he was exhausted.

However, after what happened just now, he did gain something. He sat on the ground, thinking about the battle just now.

The monster's sudden appearance caught him off guard. However, after a brief moment of panic, he quickly calmed down, otherwise he would have definitely lost the battle just now.

Although he didn't know why the man wanted to hurt him, fortunately he discovered the enemy's weakness during the battle and successfully exploited this weakness, giving the enemy a fatal blow.

"Who are they? Why do they want to hurt me?" Wang Zhan said in his heart in confusion while checking his body.

Although I suffered some injuries, they were all worth it. At least I won the fight. Otherwise, if I continued fighting like this, I would definitely lose.

He took a deep breath and stood up. Although he was still very tired, he had recovered some strength. However, his eyes were full of vigilance, afraid that the monster would come out again.

He knew that those enemies would definitely not let him go, so he had to leave quickly, otherwise he would be in even greater danger.

Wang Zhan tidied up his armor and weapons, and took a look at the weapon that the man had thrown on the ground.

A big knife full of murderous aura, but this knife looks nothing special and feels no different from an ordinary knife.

There was just a strange aura. When I touched the knife, I felt a strange voice in my brain, deliberately influencing my will. Slowly, the thought of killing began to appear in my head.

"Go, go quickly, use this knife of mine to stain it with the blood of all living things, use this knife to destroy all living things, kill. Go and kill quickly."

Wang Zhan was so frightened by the terrifying thought that popped up in his head that he quickly threw away the knife.

"I'd better leave as soon as possible. If I delay any longer and the enemy suddenly returns, the consequences will be disastrous."

Wang Zhan thought about it and ignored the knife. He hurriedly stood up, picked up the spear in his hand, and quickly left the place.

Walking past the stream, he scooped up some water and washed his hands and face. He had wanted to wash his entire body, but he found that he couldn't take off the armor at all. It was as if it was stuck to his skin. He had no choice but to continue walking across the stream in the armor.

Fortunately, the stream is not deep, the water only reaches the knees at most, and the temperature of the water is quite cold.

But Wang Zhan didn't care about all that and could only walk quickly. Fortunately, he left the stream not far away.

What Wang Zhan absolutely could not have expected was that just before he left, someone else appeared at the place where the battle had taken place.

This time, two men came together, wearing armor and carrying two weapons. They were riding a huge monster that looked like a griffin, but its skin color was much darker, and its eyes were full of ferocity.

After the two men dismounted from the griffin, they looked around at the scene after the fight. One of them walked to a spot where there was a pool of blood on the ground. He touched some of the blood with his hand and smelled it. At the same time, he noticed the big knife next to him and roughly understood the specific situation. One of them couldn't help but speak.

"It seems we are a step too late. It seems his mount should have rescued him. It doesn't look like it will be long."

"I never expected that Moxie would fail. He even left his precious weapon, the Bloodthirsty Soul-Bewitching Sword, here. He is so useless. I think Lord Demon will make him pay." The man said with a mocking tone.

"Alright, Moyu, stop talking. Moxie's failure is his own business. I told him to wear armor when we left, but this arrogant guy disliked armor, saying it would affect his performance. He prefers to go into battle lightly. Don't forget about our business. Since he failed and couldn't kill that guy, we can only proceed to the next step."

The other man replied a little impatiently.

"Well, okay then. Mohun, what should we do next? I'll leave it to you." Moyu sighed and said helplessly.

At this time, Mohun spoke without hesitation: "I will go and kill the War Emperor, and you will be responsible for taking away his weapons and returning them to Moxie."

"What? Why should I go back? Why didn't you go back? Why didn't you take the weapon back yourself?"

Moyu's eyes widened as he angrily questioned Mohun. He felt that this mission was too unfair to him. He clearly wanted to fight the War Emperor, but he was assigned to do this kind of logistical work.

"Isn't it a good thing to let Moxie owe you a favor? Maybe Moxie will help you in the future! What's more, Moxie's strength is not much inferior to yours. If even Moxie fails, how can you win?" Mohun said calmly.

"It can only be said that Moxie was extremely stupid and not well prepared! His failure was his own fault. He was arrogant and conceited. Does it mean that just because he failed, I am destined to follow in his footsteps?" Moyu said a little angrily. He found it a little difficult to accept Mohun's order.

"And everyone's situation is completely different. His failure doesn't mean I will repeat the same mistake! Besides, with my strength and wisdom, how could I fail? Why do you lack confidence in me? Am I so weak in your eyes?" Moyu continued, revealing his dissatisfaction.

"You must never forget! The last time you faced the Thunder Tyrant, the Thunder Emperor, one of the Seven Gods, the situation was extremely dangerous! Back then, you were almost blasted to ashes by his violent thunder."

"If we hadn't arrived in time and helped you, you would have died long ago. Think about it, it was all your fault. You almost won the singles match, but what happened in the end?"

"If we hadn't arrived in time to help, you would have been killed by the Thunder Emperor! Alright, stop nagging me. I'll go meet the War Emperor myself this time. Besides, I have some personal grudges to settle with him. Do you understand? Don't say another word, or I'll teach you a lesson!"

The Demon Soul immediately refuted, and as he spoke, his hand had already touched his weapon. Threads of pressure emanated from him, and it was obvious that he was a little impatient.

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll do it right away. Speaking of the last time, you really tortured me to death! You almost took half my life!" Moyu admitted his mistake on the spot. Feeling the pressure released by the other party, Moyu knew in his heart that it was impossible to fight with the War Emperor, and he could only do what Mohun said.

Moyu picked up the big knife on the ground, feeling unwilling, but he did not grab the handle of the knife, but grabbed the back of the knife.

Because the bewitching power of this knife can only be alleviated by holding it by its back.

"Hmph, one day, I will prove my strength. Okay, let's go back to the Demon Palace." He said, then rode on the back of the griffin. The griffin spread its wings and flew away into the air.

Mohun watched the griffin's retreating back, a flicker of worry in his eyes. "I hope he doesn't get into any trouble, and doesn't start arguing with Moxie again. These two guys are really...ah," Mohun muttered to himself. "War Emperor, your end has come. I'm going to settle all the scores, old and new."

Then, Mo Hun picked up the spear on his back, held it tightly in his hand, and rushed towards the direction of Zhan Huang. Wang Zhan had to go down into the stream before he could walk slowly over.

The demon soul did not get wet at all, and it walked on the water surface as if floating on water with light kung fu, and crossed the stream very easily.

At this time, Wang Zhan himself was completely unaware of the situation and had no idea that he was about to face a powerful enemy.