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Just when the scattered soldiers were in confusion, a force completely different from the elemental force gushed out from Mo Wang's body.

Then he appeared in front of the skirmishers in an instant.

"boom!"

Mo Wang's fist hit the soldier's face hard. In an instant, the soldier's body flew out like a cannonball, even shattering several mountains.

"Ah! What kind of power is this?"

The soldier felt extremely uncomfortable at this time. The moment he was hit, he felt as if he was about to be crushed.

At this time, Mo Wang was wrapped in black and red flames.

If people in the Street Fighter universe saw this scene, they would definitely feel very familiar with it.

This power is the wave of murderous intent, which is considered one of the strongest forces in the Street Fighter universe.

When Mo Wang was overwhelmed by the destiny of [destruction] in his body, the murderous intent that had been dormant in his body was completely aroused, undergoing a qualitative change.

Originally, because other powers in Mo Wang's body were gradually increasing, the fluctuating power was thrown aside by Mo Wang.

Not to mention fewer fluctuations of murderous intent.

However, this outbreak of destruction caused the fluctuations of murderous intent, whose attributes were very consistent with destruction, to soar.

At this moment, Mo Wang was no longer the yellow-haired Mo Wang! Instead, he had surpassed the darkened Mo Wang and reached the pinnacle of terror! Mo Wang was filled with murderous intent!

"Tartaria, take these two people and get out of here!"

Fortunately, Mo Wang was not completely driven irrational by the destruction and murderous intent at this time.

After he handed Keqing and Ye Lan to the young master, he quickly rushed towards the scattered soldiers.

"Oh my God, I hope that guy survives."

Looking at the murderous Mo Wang at this moment, the young master couldn't help but observe a three-second silence for the scattered soldiers.

"No, why would I want that guy to live? Tsk tsk tsk, better get out of here."

The young master thought about it and realized that the scattered soldier was no longer his accomplice, so there was no need for him to worry about him.

So the young master just took Keqing and Ye Lan and ran away.

At the same time, a loud noise was heard again from behind the young master.

Chapter 383: Death of a Skirmisher, Your Friend Aha is Online

"Boom!"

In Guoyun Pavilion, at this time, the battle between Sanbing and Mowang was still going on.

No, it probably can't be called a battle at this point.

In just a few minutes, the scattered soldiers were beaten to pieces by Mo Wang's hammer.

"Why is this happening?! This isn't right!"

At this moment, the scattered soldiers looked at Mo Wang, who was still chasing them like a Shura, and they couldn't calm down at all.

Obviously, he has gained extremely powerful strength, and he can easily defeat that bastard Tartaglia (actually, it is not easy).

Why am I still being crushed by this yellow-haired guy?

Where did this go wrong?

"Skirmishers!"

Mo Wang attacked again with a punch, directly creating a hole in the soldier's body.

At this moment, the soldier felt that if he was hit by Mo Wang a few more punches, he would really die.

"Aha! Give me strength! I need more powerful strength!"

At this moment, the scattered soldier gritted his teeth and immediately asked Aha for help.

However, this time, Aha took a long time before responding to the skirmisher.

"Ah? You still want more power? That won't work. You've already reached the limit of what your body can bear. If you continue like this, you'll die."

Although it sounded like Ah Ha was concerned about Mo Wang, to Sanbing, it sounded like Ah Ha was just watching a show.

"Stop talking nonsense! Give it to me quickly!"

The scattered soldiers didn't have time to listen to what Ah Ha Gui was talking about at this time.

He knew that continuing to contain the power would lead to death.

As a defective doll made by Thor, the biggest problem with Sanbing is its poor quality.

Whether as a person or as a doll, the quality is not up to standard.

It seems that as a puppet, Sanbing can contain a lot of power and is much stronger than ordinary people.

But in fact, this guy is like his talent has been fixed.

The upper limit cannot be raised any further.

When Sanbing was in Xumi, he wanted to become a god, so he found the weakest grass god to trap him. As a result, in order to accommodate the heart of a god, he had to create a big carrot.

Only then could he be called a god. (Although the Grass God had only been around for five hundred years, making him the weakest in the eyes of Sanbing, who could have imagined that there would be a Fufu behind him? Fufu's acting skills are simply too good. Oh, yes, Jianfu might not be weak, but the other party is a pure water spirit who became a god and has been staying at home for hundreds of years without even a single battle. If he didn't use divine power, he might even be weaker than Fufu.)

With Sanbing's current body, he might be broken into pieces first.

"Okay, okay, let's make it clear first. I don't care what happens to you after I give you the power. Also, be nicer. After all, you're my subordinate, right?"

"Ohhhh! This power!"

As soon as Ah Ha finished speaking, the soldier felt a powerful force flowing into his body.

At this moment, he felt that he was invincible.

What rubbish Ice God, what Thunder God, none of them are his opponents! Now he even feels that even the justice of heaven is just like that.

Before Sanbing could fully unleash his wild laughter, Mo Wang's fist smashed into his face like a meteorite. With a dull thud, Sanbing's body slammed into the ground, sending rubble and dust flying. His face practically caved in, his mechanical joints creaking under the strain, and electricity gushed out of his mangled frame.

"Invincible, right?!" Mo Wang stepped on his chest, raised his fist high, his eyes burning with cold anger, "No one can beat you, right?!"

The second punch landed, and the soldier's head sank deep into the ground again. His vision began to blur, and all he could hear were Mo Wang's curses and the sound of breaking bones.

"You idiot! You're always messing around! What the hell are you doing?"

Each punch was accompanied by a roar of anger, and Sanbing's consciousness gradually faded in the excruciating pain. The strength he was so proud of now seemed so ridiculous. Mo Wang's fist seemed to carry some kind of absolute suppression, crushing all his arrogance into slag.

"Why... why is it still not working..." Sanbing's voice was hoarse and broken, and the mechanical core emitted a humming sound on the verge of collapse. He tried to raise his arm to resist, but Mo Wang twisted it off, and the parts scattered to the ground.

"Because you've never understood—" Mo Wang grabbed his collar, half-lifted him up, and clenched his other hand into a fist to gather strength. "Strength can't be given by others, nor can it be mastered by going crazy!"

With one final punch, the soldier's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the distant rock face. He slid to the ground, the light in his eyes completely dimming.

Ah Ha's voice sounded in his mind, sighing playfully, "Oh my, this is really... tragic."

"But, it's my turn to play next. Sorry, little doll, it's your turn to log off."

At this time, Mo Wang looked at the "corpse" of the scattered soldier and was silent for a moment.

Even though he had killed the stragglers, Mo Wang's anger still hadn't dissipated.

On the contrary, it became even more intense.

"We still have to find that guy Aha. Where did that bastard go?"

Mo Wang stared around Guoyun Pavilion, feeling something was not right.

At this moment, Mo Wang suddenly turned around and found that the body of the scattered soldier had regained its strength again, and was even more terrifying than before.

"Aha?"

Under Mo Wang's gaze, the originally shattered body of the soldier was filled with a powerful force. After just a few seconds, the soldier was swallowed up.

What replaced it was something that seemed to be true but was not.

"That's right! It's me, Aha! My dear Commander, we finally meet again!"

It was still that familiar and disgusting voice.

Ah Ha's voice came from inside Sanbing's body. In fact, Ah Ha has now completely occupied this body.

"Aha! Is all this part of your plan?" Hearing Aha's irritating voice, Mo Wang became even more angry.

"Hehehe, you didn't expect that, did you? Mo Wang! That's right, this is all under my, Aha's control!"

The more Ah Ha looked at Mo Wang's angry expression, the harder he laughed.

"From asking you to come here to controlling this guy's body, it was all done by me, Aha!"

"I knew you wouldn't give power to the skirmishers so easily!"

"So, from the very beginning, you've been planning to take over his body!"

Mo Wang didn't expect that Aha had already started planning this matter so early.

The body of the soldier is a body that is used to accommodate God's consciousness, so it is naturally qualified to accommodate part of Aha's consciousness.

It's just that the skirmishers themselves are too fragile.

But in Aha's opinion, this is not a big deal at all.

As long as he wanted to, he could use the scattered soldiers to rebuild a body that would allow him to descend.

Aha, he actually planned to go on this stage himself.

Mo Wang had never thought of this.

The most he could guess was that Aha was planning to use the clown Sanbing to cause him some trouble.

But unexpectedly, during the game, this guy Aha started playing for the opponent himself. It was okay.

"So what if you come in person? Even if your real body comes today, I will still chop you to death!"

Mo Wang raised his hand and slashed towards Aha with a knife.

"Shh-!"

Mo Wang's blade brushed past the edge of Ah Ha's clothes, and the sword energy split the entire cliff behind him in half. Amid the loud crash of rubble, Ah Ha spun around like a dancer, tapping her chest with her fingers and laughing, "That was a close call—just a tiny bit!" She deliberately used her fingertips to indicate the tiny distance, her mouth grinning from ear to ear under her mask, "If it had been three millimeters off, it might have torn my new clothes!"

"Fuck you!" Mo Wang's pupils suddenly constricted, the power of his destiny, [Joy], boiling like magma. The air around him began to distort, and countless golden lines emerged from beneath his skin—a sign of pushing the power of destiny to its limit. The blade in his right hand hummed and exploded into a hundred-meter-long blade of light, stirring even the clouds in the sky into a vortex.

Ah Ha suddenly whistled. "Wow, this move looks super painful!" She said as she jumped backwards, like a clown teasing a wild animal in a circus. "But..."

The sound of snapping fingers exploded crisply.

Mo Wang's sword swing suddenly froze. He looked down at his chest in disbelief—the boiling golden lines were rapidly fading, as if an invisible pump was draining power from his body.

What was even more terrifying was that the unbreakable connection between him and the fate of [Joy] had disappeared at this moment, like a rope cut by scissors...

"Surprised?" Ah Ha opened her arms and spun around. A halo of destiny suddenly unfolded behind her, covering the entire sky. Half of it was madly devouring the golden light that had been stripped from Mo Wang's body. "Two destinies is such a cheat~" He stomped his feet like a spoiled child. "Give me one, that's fair!"

The entire Solitary Cloud Pavilion began to tremble.

With every word Ah Ha spoke, more of the power of [joy] was stripped from Mo Wang's body. When the last trace of golden light sank into Ah Ha's body, he sighed with satisfaction, and Mo Wang knelt on one knee, barely holding up his body with the tip of the knife deeply inserted into the ground.

"Look, now we're equal single-fate players!" Ah Ha jumped closer, suddenly leaning over to whisper in Mo Wang's ear, "But you said..." His voice suddenly twisted into a crazy, shrill laugh, "What if [Protection] is taken away too?"

"So, can a Star God do this? Take away the power bestowed upon others?"

At this time, Mo Wang finally understood the meaning of what Akivali said about not allowing others to give power over destiny.

Come to think of it, when the Star God bestows the power of a messenger on others, it is equivalent to finding a subordinate.

How can you let your subordinates take away your power when you can't do anything about it?

It's like a bank vault. Giving someone a warrant is like the owner giving the spare key of his vault to his butler.

Although the butler can use it normally, the owner can take back the butler's key at any time.

"Oh, that won't do. The power of [Preservation] was given to me by that stubborn old man. It won't be easy for me to take it away."

Just as Aha was holding out his arms towards Mo Wang and shaking his head helplessly.

Suddenly, a violent force surged in Mo Wang again.

Originally, the power of [destruction] in Mo Wang's body was suppressed by relying on the power of multiple destinies.

However, since [Joy], which was the biggest force, was directly blocked by Aha, the power of [Destruction] was completely out of control.

"Right! That's it. Let me be more interesting."

"Don't forget! You really are! The best playmate!"