I, Unlimited Stream, European Emperor

"Is your purpose to be brought to me by a group of lingering cowards and surrounded by my people?"

"You jumped into my sight, that's enough."

With a chuckle, Su Mo snapped his fingers, hundreds of tube foxes emerged from the void, and quickly rushed towards the thieves holding knives and axes.

Seeing this scene, the young man's gaze froze, and immediately he held up the pitch-black sword blade in his hand, and said coldly: "There are some strange magic tools, are you relying on it to break into my territory with great fanfare?"

"... People with power are really arrogant!"

With a faint hatred and fanaticism, the boy named Kasim hated his identity as a weak person, longed for power, and tried to become a superior person that no one could oppress him.

"But such things as power, even the poor, have a chance to get it!"

"Black Mist Binding Knife!!"

Called out the name of the magic tool, this is the command form of the words, non-mages cannot use the magic formula normally, so

The way they use magic items is also extremely simple and rude. They infuse their own magic power into the magic items, and use the words to unlock the power of the magic items for their own use.

A dense black fog, carrying a vaguely gravitational force, covered Su Mo.

"sucker Punch."

An orange spark appeared on the index finger, and the arm lifted slightly, and the orange-gold Flame of the Sky, like a revived flaming beast, tore up the jet-black thick fog, and immediately rushed towards Kasim. .

"Standing at the bottom of the well, complacent about the fact that you once fooled the prince of the kingdom and looted the palace of the former king. You are so weak in terms of magic power and physical strength. Even if you have power, you are just a beast controlled by power. That's all."

"So what about being controlled by power?!"

Avoiding the flaming beast, Kasim rolled and rolled down from the pile of stones, with a large number of wounds on his body. He squatted on the ground, his eyes were cold and full of unwillingness.

"I have become a slave to power."

"But I can make others my slaves."

"Just like now, as long as you wait for the opportunity, sooner or later, this power will become my slave!"

"...Will time give you so many chances, boy."

Su Mo couldn't help laughing. This naive slum boy actually regarded himself as a slave to conquer other people as his first small goal in life, and the big goal was to conquer the power that controlled him.

It’s okay if the power controlling him is a certain force that really exists, but the source of the power of the black metalware is “Falling Heaven”, the fallen ‘God’, the existence called ‘Heavenly Father’, and wants to conquer it , even King Solomon, who unified 72 races, did not completely conquer...

"Morgana, grab him."

For this naive villain who was lucky, Su Mo just found it funny from the bottom of his heart. In fact, the essence of his thinking is just the law of the jungle. The reason of speaking out for the weak is just a high-sounding cover.

He actually enjoys the pleasure of gaining power and rebelling against those who are originally superior.

Perhaps, it should be called a rebel.

But it definitely cannot be called a good deed, or a revolution.

It is simply to satisfy one's own desire for action, and the action launched does not have a so-called combat policy, nor does it have an actual combat plan and ultimate goal.

He just wanted people to be unable to ignore his existence, to face up to him, a person who came out of the slums, and he also had the power to make those high above him fearful.

It has nothing to do with class or level, everyone can gain power and become a master.

But

The result of this desire is to gradually push the Barbad kingdom into the abyss of despair. The former king died with hatred, the prince who was endowed with high hopes fled the motherland, the incompetent eldest son came to power, unable to suppress all forces, and the bandits continued to commit chaos. , All of these are necessarily related to the actions of Kasim.

It is no exaggeration that he was the man who personally pushed Barbard to his demise.

"Don't try to catch me!"

Kassim let out a low growl, and several people jumped out from behind the stone pestle. They all carried the same pitch-black blades as Kassim's on their arms, and at the same time cast that pitch-black mist.

When they acted, Morgana had already arrived in front of them. Looking at the invading black mist, Morgana's eyes did not change too much, she simply swung her fist, and her strength formed a substantial force. The shock wave was also engulfed by the light red haze flame, and slammed into the invading black mist. The hard black mist was completely disintegrated, and fell on the group of bandits holding black knives.

bang bang bang

Dozens of thieves flew upside down at the same time, slamming into the stone slab and the wall, and the continuous muffled sound resounded. When Morgana came to the last young bandit leader holding a black knife, he let out a Unwilling growl: "Who are you guys? Why on earth are you targeting me like this!"

Hearing this, Su Mo was taken aback for a moment, then replied with a light smile:

"...This is really misunderstood. If you think this is aimed at you, it may be that my attitude has made you understand too much."

The young bandit was stunned at first, and then a trace of doubt appeared in his pupils. He stared at Su Mo, and immediately heard the next sentence.

"If I have to describe it, yes, to me, you are just eating and suddenly want to wipe the napkin at the corner of my mouth. If I get it, I will wipe my mouth and continue eating. It's not going to feel like—"

"Your existence is almost equivalent to that dispensable napkin, understand?"

"Do you think I would purposely target a napkin?"

""Mist Thief" Kasim—"

ps: Chapter 2 is here, followed by Chapter 3.

Chapter 693: I once had a friend who liked daily bread.

A napkin?

The expression of the young bandit chief gradually became gloomy and cold, and the extreme rage made his expression even colder and calmer.

"If you are strong, you can do whatever you want, whether you treat me like a napkin or a rag—"

"The strong have the qualifications to dominate everything, and as the weak side, no matter what kind of humiliation and encounters they encounter, it is a matter of course."