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"No!!! I am willing to be their reincarnated slave, take me away from here!!! Let me leave!"
Arlanto's soul screamed in pain as it was constantly crushed.
"That is not enough to pay for your sins. I am the God of Death who will judge you. I have the final say on how to judge you. Just accept the judgment, you scum. I will not accept any objection."
After saying that, Moyin turned his gaze to the souls of Alantuo's bodyguard team.
After being looked at like this by Moyin, all the bodyguards' souls began to tremble. After all, their boss was being tortured in the hell below, and they could see it clearly.
Even if they were elite soldiers in the special forces when they were alive, they were like babies in the face of death and had no power to fight back.
The space around Moyin twisted for a moment, and then a black-haired loli walked out of it, yawning.
"What are you doing, Moyin? I'm sleeping soundly here..."
Mi Zhou lazily tapped Moyin's waist with his little fist, expressing his dissatisfaction.
"Help me read their memories. Their boss is a drug dealer. If there is a soul among them that hates this evil from the bottom of their heart, then I will let his soul go."
Moyin opened his mouth and gave orders.
"Oh... about this. No wonder you called me over."
Mi Zhou came to her senses at once. She knew how much Mo Yin hated people who were poisoned. Although these souls were weak, this was definitely a serious matter. If she continued to be lazy, she might be in trouble soon.
Upon hearing what Moyin said, the private soldiers immediately began to try to hypnotize themselves to hate their boss's side job. Unfortunately, in front of Mi Zhou, a god-level psychic zombie, these were just trifles.
With just a glance at the private soldiers, she was able to fully understand all the memories hidden in the hearts of these private soldiers.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"what happened?"
Moyin asked.
"You killed a good man, well, but you couldn't possibly know his past. This guy hated everything about his boss, just like you do, he hated his boss's drug dealing. It was only because he had a sister who was threatened that he helped this bastard named Alantuo, but he was often condemned by his conscience."
"Don't kill him. You can throw the others into the big millstone you made and grind them into pieces. Huhuhuhu, their fear is really delicious."
Mi Zhou showed a sinister smile, and then pointed out a young man from his private soldiers.
"Okay, go back and continue sleeping. You've worked hard."
Moyin waved his hand and threw the souls of all the private soldiers except the young man directly into the hell.
"No! We have no involvement in this kind of business!!! We are just fulfilling our duty as mercenaries to protect him!"
Feeling himself falling, Deli begged for mercy in horror.
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for following the wrong master."
Moyin sneered as he watched Alantuo's private soldiers fall into the slowly rotating huge millstone.
Then he shifted his gaze back to the young man who Mi Zhou had detected as still having a conscience.
"I'm sorry for killing you before, but I don't know what you were thinking before. I'm different from Mi Zhou. I can't directly read your mind--"
Moyin sincerely apologized to the young man.
"No... I, I am not worthy of an apology from someone like you... After all, my hands are stained with the blood of others. I just hope that you can take care of my sister a little bit. She is my only relative and she is only... twelve years old."
The young man was flattered and lowered his head and begged.
"You can take care of her yourself."
"Eh? You mean... to revive... me?"
The young man was a little surprised.
"Yeah, after all, you're not a bad person. There's no reason for you to die like this."
Moyin smiled and snapped his fingers.
The young man felt dazed for a while, and then the scenery in front of him changed and he returned to Kandahar.
However, those nominal companions and actual guards were no longer there, and he finally gained his freedom.
In fact, he was just a cannon fodder in Allanto's army, and he didn't get along well with most people.
At most, Allanto used his sister to threaten him because he was impressed by his fighting ability, otherwise the two of them would never have been able to team up.
The young man was filled with respect for Moyin, and then went to the airport to buy a ticket home.
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Afterwards, Moyin also brought Xiaobao and Leiji back to the Academy Island.
Zhuimeizi also quickly transferred the remaining balance into Moyin's account.
The next day, Elina also led the Abyss Blood Cult's New World Expeditionary Force to the world of Scarlet Bullet through the portal set up by Moyin under the Great Temple.
However, since they had just arrived in this world and had not yet established a solid foundation, Elina was not in a hurry to find Moyin.
In her opinion, at least she had to get things done before she could have the face to see Moyin. If she, as the Pope, was greedy for enjoyment and left her subordinates here alone, and they messed up, she would really not be ashamed to see Moyin again.
On the second day after returning to his normal student life, Moyin received another call from another world... From his two subordinate gods, Alaya and Gaia, it seemed quite urgent, so Moyin had to take a leave to go home and then manipulate the flow of time in his room, and then opened a cross-border channel to the world of FATE.
"Well, it's really strange that you two would come to me."
Looking at the two lolis in front of him wearing Gothic Lolita outfits, Moyin casually took out a can of Sprite from the system space and started drinking.
"The situation is a little tricky. I need your help. It concerns the end of this world."
Gaia spoke up.
"Don't you two have the Hall of Heroes and the True Ancestors to command? How could you not be able to solve this problem?"
Moyin asked with some surprise.
"The opponent is very cunning. He is a creation called the Demon Pillar. He hides in a sea of electrons and completely obliterates the meaning of his existence. Therefore, even we cannot observe him. Whether it is the Heroic Spirits of the Hall of Heroes or the True Ancestors, none of them have the ability to instantly obliterate the opponent if he wants to escape. Only you have it."
"There are a few top-level beings who can defeat it, but if it wants to escape, it will be impossible to find it."
Alaya began to explain.
"Oh, you want me to hide my strength, disguise myself as a heroic spirit, access this electronic sea control, track down the enemy, and kill him after he shows up, right?"
Moyin asked.
"Yes, and also wrong."
Gaia was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"?"
"We want you to intervene as a Master. The amount of information the other party has is unknown, and we are not sure whether they will be able to determine whether you are a qualified Heroic Spirit. However, if you intervene as a human, even if you have powerful magic power, the other party will not take it seriously and will only think that you are an excellent supplement. In other words, you fight as a pawn that exists inside that electronic sea... a servant."
Gaia added.
"Well, it does sound interesting, but as a Master, you are still allowed to wear magic costumes, right?"
"Yes... You can create your own conceptual magic costume."
Alaya nodded and replied.
"Is it a problem to manipulate my own blood to fight and heal my Heroic Spirit?"
"No, but please limit the strength of your attack... Don't exceed the attack strength of the Heroic Spirit, otherwise the opponent may escape."
"Okay, take me there then."
Moyin nodded, and then released the power of the protective law that covered his body to prevent interference from other gods.
A slight feeling of dizziness came over Moyin, and then he found that the scenery in front of him was rapidly distorting.
I was standing on a blue transparent ground that looked like a prism. From time to time, bubbles would float upwards in the entire space. Rather than being on a leaky ship somewhere, it would be more like being in the deep sea.
But I can breathe normally...
"Welcome, everyone from outside. This is the Reishi Fictional World SERIALPHANTASM, a simulated computer space referred to as SE.RA.PH, a new happy pure land. You are the 128 Masters and Servants who have gathered in SE.RA.PH to prevent the collapse of the world."
"We want to praise this noble goal, but - human desires are endless, and nobleness alone cannot satisfy the audience, so in this SE.RA.PH, a new victory condition will be added, that is, to become the last survivor and kill all other 127 masters. If you can do it, Mooncell, the omnipotent power, will be handed over to you."
"Having said that, I still want to ask everyone to pay attention. This SE.RA.PH has no exit. There is no option of "doing nothing". Whether it is fighting or killing - you can only prioritize your own survival."
This broadcast prompt sounded in my ears.
"Wow, they're really putting on a big show. It's actually the Holy Grail War of 128 Knights."
Moyin looked around at the surrounding environment and commented.
You have to know that when he was summoned by Matou Kariya to fight in the Fourth Holy Grail War, there were only seven Servants, but this time the number has been directly increased to 128. It is obvious that battles will continue to break out in the entire area.
"Well, if you speak of the devil, he will appear..."
Moyin dodged the blunt force attack from behind with a panicked lunge. Although the speed was too slow for him and the force of the attack was too weak to even break his defense, he came here with a special mission, to capture the Demon Pillar that would cause the world to collapse, so he had to put on some drama for this.
Well, I'll treat this trip as an actor's self-cultivation. Not only do I have to deceive the enemies, but I also have to deceive my own servants... This is a rather challenging task for me.
After all, he is quite doting on his family, so he would feel somewhat guilty if he lied to them, so it is hard to say whether he can get away with it.
Ever since I became stronger, I have been relying on absolute force to deal with all the incidents I have encountered. But it seems like it would be nice to pretend to be a weak person occasionally and practice my acting skills?
"Accept my love!"
He got up from the ground and turned around, responding to the words shouted by the other party, Moyin saw a... well, a muscular man who made him want to tear up the actor's script and kill the other party in an instant.
A muscular man with dull yellow hair, a straitjacket on his face and nothing on his upper body, holding a mace and saying these words to me, who the hell can stand this!!!
berserker…Spartacus.
But after all, he was also a god and he still had some ability to control his emotions. In order to make this eyesore man disappear from his sight, Moyin turned around without saying a word and ran towards the depths of SE.RA.PH.
"Oh! Oppressor! Let me embrace you!"
The muscular man behind him made a sound that made people feel that he was mentally disturbed, and launched a relentless pursuit of Moyin.
"Spartacus, come back and protect me. There is a hostile servant nearby ready to attack me. It's okay to hunt that stray dog later."
After running for a while, Spartacus's master gave him instructions, which was why Moyin was confident that he could escape from Spartacus at a human speed.
Without his servants, he seemed harmless. If he and his opponent, who were escaping, encountered a third pair of Master and Servant, what strategy would the opponent choose?
There is no doubt that he would kill the pursuer who has Spartacus, the Servant, but is not around, and then chase himself who has no Servant to protect him, because fighting with himself poses no threat, and no one would mind killing the weak.
But if he kills himself first, then it will be servant against servant, master against master. At that time, everyone will show their abilities and the outcome will be unpredictable.
Therefore, if they encounter a third party, they will attack Spartacus's Master no matter what.