White Wolf Pirates of Pirates

When Enel fell, Wepa and others who were being beaten by the candle man created by Dino were stunned.

"Enelus is dead!"

Wepa stared at Enelu, and then burst into tears regardless of his injuries.

"God, are you kidding me? Is God going to die just like that?"

Shura and the others were also filled with disbelief.

"Dino, stop."

Seeing this, Mo Yin asked Dino to stop the candle man's attack, and then swaggered towards Shura and others.

As Mo Yin gradually approached, Shura and the others fell silent, not daring to make a sound. They could only watch Mo Yin approach step by step, with a complex mixture of tension and fear in their eyes.

Finally, Mo Yin stood in front of Shura and the others, and said in a cold and unquestionable tone: "Now, there are only two choices before you. One is to join the big pirate group obediently; the other is to welcome the coming of death. So, make your choice!"

"1, 1!" Shura and others immediately agreed. Enelu was already dead anyway, and the thighs of the group of people in front of them were obviously thicker.

"Then, kill me!"

Weipa looked as if he was ready to die.

"Oh, then go to hell."

Mo Yin didn't care. Since she wanted to die, he could only oblige her.

"Be merciful!"

At this time, a loud shout was heard. Mo Yin looked up and was delighted when he saw who it was.

It turned out to be Ganfor riding Pierre. Mo Yin still respected this man who had helped him before, and greeted him: "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time since we last met, Qinghai people. I'm glad to see that you are safe and sound."

Ganfor said with a smile.

"By the way, do you know this man? If he is yours, I won't kill him."

Mo Yin asked curiously.

"No, this one can be said to be my enemy."

Ganfor shook his head. The Shandians had always wanted to kill him, so they were indeed enemies.

"So you want to kill him yourself?"

Mo Yin replied after hearing this.

"No, I want to keep him. The hatred between the residents of Sky Island and the Shandians has lasted too long. Now that Enelu is dead, I want the hatred to disappear in my generation so that everyone can live in peace from now on."

Ganfor said to him.

"Since you've asked, I'll leave this person to you."

Mo Yin didn't care. Since Gan Fule had spoken, and he didn't have any deep hatred with Wei Pa, there was nothing wrong with letting him go.

"Wepa, would you like to talk?"

Ganfor turned to Weipa.

"The previous god, no, now that Enel is dead, you can become a god again. Although you saved me today, I will never forget the mission of our clan!"

Weipa still said firmly.

"We have let you down for so many years. I am willing to make changes and apologize to you. From now on, we can live together in peace."

Ganfor spoke to Wepa sincerely, and then he knelt down and confessed to Wepa.

"I need to notify my tribe first."

Wepa was a little dazed. Today was a little unrealistic for him. Enelu died in a hurry and Ganfor agreed to let the Shandians return to their homeland. It seemed meaningless to continue fighting.

"please!"

Ganfor said solemnly again.

Weipa did not help Ganfor up, but just glided away on his own.

"Okay, stop kneeling. No one can see me anymore. I have fulfilled the promise I made when I left. Enel is dead, and you can get your throne back. Go tell your people now."

Mo Yin pulled Gan Fule up with one hand and said.

"Thank you very much. If you don't have any urgent matters, please stay for a few days so that I can entertain you."

Ganfor said.

"Sure, let's celebrate your return to the throne of god." Mo Yin nodded. It had been a long time since he had a proper banquet.

So Mo Yin and the others went to the shrine to wait, while Ganfor ran to inform them of the news of Eneel's death.

As evening approached, the noise became louder and louder, and then Ganfor came with his former guards carrying wine and meat.

"The wine and meat are ready, the banquet begins!"

Mo Yin raised the wine glass in his hand and shouted.