Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

If Mo Yu was in Egypt, even if they could sign a contract with Mo Yu to fight the Lion King together, they would definitely not be able to deal with Mo Yu afterwards.

But if they go to Camelot, even if they can defeat Mo Yu, how will they face the Lion King afterwards?

Chaldea currently has no cards to beat either side.

"I think......"

Just when Lixiang was about to express his thoughts, the noise from a distance attracted everyone's attention.

The solemn knights standing by in the distance seemed to be engaged in a battle with some enemy.

"Let's go find out first." Mo Yu said this, and rushed over first.

When he arrived close to the battlefield, the solemn knights were fighting with the assassins in Arabian costumes. The ghostly figures of those assassins shuttled among the solemn knights, reaping the lives of these knights with fierce attacks.

But of course these assassins could not be well-trained opponents of the knights. Although the knights were caught off guard by the assassins' sneak attack at first, the knights who stabilized their positions quickly began to cooperate with each other to counterattack and surround the assassins.

Unsurprisingly, these assassins belonged to Hassan's faction. Why did they come here and specifically attack the knights?

Mo Yu expanded his perception and noticed that there were two auras running for their lives at the edge of the battlefield.

It seems that this is the key.

He chased after him without thinking, and saw an assassin wearing a white bone mask running away with a scantily clad girl with long ears.

That was Hassan the Hundred Faces, and Nitocris.

Looking at the figures of these two people, a flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Yu's mind, and a bold idea emerged.

Chapter 99 Mo Yuchui and Zhongli Chui 4K

The cold wind is blowing, the cold moon is in the sky

When the knight and the assassin were fighting, the hundred-faced Hassan galloped on the empty sand dunes, gradually moving away from the center of the battlefield.

She is also carrying a brown-skinned woman in scantily dressed clothes, who is the key to whether the village can raise food.

It has been more than half a year since the big light wheel appeared in the sky. The originally vibrant land has become barren, a large number of vegetation has died, lush hills have exposed rocks, countless monsters have wandered in the dead land, and people's cultivated land is becoming more and more serious. less, food becomes scarcer.

Coupled with the foreign Knights of the Round Table and the inexplicably resurrected ancient Egypt, the local residents of the Middle East were forced to migrate to the foot of the northern mountains to avoid those monsters and wars.

However, the land at the foot of the mountain was poor in fertility, and the crops planted grew slowly, and it was difficult for even the plants to survive, let alone the extra grass to domesticate livestock.

People in the village starve to death every day. If this continues, they will starve to death before the world is destroyed.

As the local asylum, Baimao Hassan naturally wouldn't sit still. After many days of planning, he finally found the right time for Nitocris to go out for inspection, kidnapped her secretly, and planned to use her as a hostage in exchange for food.

However, the weather was not good. When they retreated halfway, they accidentally bumped into the patrolling knights. There was no place to hide in the empty desert. They just wanted to sneak around when they were discovered by the guarding knights.

Without horses, they would never be able to outrun these knights in the open area. They could only leave most of them to fight with the knights, buying enough time for Baimao Hassan to escape.

"That's it."

However, just when she thought she was going to escape, a cold light drew a curve in the moon sky and landed in front of Baimao Hassan.

She hurriedly stopped, looked down with lingering fear, and saw a deep sword mark under her feet. If she hadn't stopped in time, the sword just now had cut off her head.

Lord Hassan Sabah?

The figure of the old man appeared in her mind almost instantly.

Except for the old man, she couldn't think of anyone whose swordsmanship could be so terrifying, and there was a murderous intent hidden under the plain swordsmanship.

But she did this to save the village, and that adult had no reason to come and kill herself.

Could it be that his act of abducting Nitocris hastily aroused that adult's dissatisfaction?

Thousands of possibilities popped up in Hassan's mind instantly, but none of them made sense.

"My lord...can you tell me the reason for blocking me?"

Perhaps because she was deeply shocked by the sword, she lay on the ground trembling, her voice was so small that only she could hear it.

Mo Yu, who swung his sword and landed on the ground, just turned around, only to find Hassan with a thousand faces crawling in front of him inexplicably, he couldn't help being a little stunned.

Why did he fall down before he made a move?

Mo Yu shook his head amusedly: "I'm not the person you said, get up."

Baimao couldn't help but tremble when he heard the deep voice, but he didn't feel the cold killing intent, so he slowly raised his head.

a complete stranger

She stared at Mo Yu for a while, then lowered her head again.

"No, first-generation lord, don't make fun of me anymore. Who else could have slashed that sword just now?"

Mo Yu couldn't help but said speechlessly: "If I'm really the adult you mentioned, your stupid question just now is enough to cut off your head, get up, guardian of the people of the mountain, I want to make a contract with you .”

Hearing Mo Yu's gentle words, Baimao finally determined that he was not the first Hassan, stood up carefully from the ground, and patted the sand on his knees as if nothing had happened.

Shame on me

"Um... what contract?"

Mo Yu smiled lightly and said: "If you take Nitocris back to the mountain village like this, it will only attract Ramses II to send troops to conquer. Facing the Sun King's army of beasts, how much do you think you can do?" What are the odds?"

Baimao remained silent, the fact was true, there were only two outcomes for kidnapping Nitocris, one was that La Er didn't want to cause trouble and paid a sum of food in exchange as required, and the other was that he sent troops to conquer.

But what can she do?

People in the village starve to death every day. If this continues, all the people in the village will die in less than half a month.It's death anyway, so it's better to take a risk and gamble.

The success of kidnapping Nitocris is less than ten percent, and the probability of Ramses' compromise is even less than one percent. The overall success probability of this plan is less than one thousandth.

It's no different than gambling.

"Your adventurous spirit is commendable, but rational choice is the right thing to do when there are better options."

While praising the other party, Mo Yu unhurriedly put forward his intention of coming: "Give Nitocris to me, in exchange, I will persuade Ramses II to help you solve your urgent needs, how about it?"

"Can you help us solve the food problem?" Bai Maang asked hesitantly.

Mo Yu nodded: "Not only that, but it can also provide safety and protection for you mountain people."

This contract is undoubtedly fair and just, provided that the contract can be abided by.

So Baimao fell into thinking again, she was analyzing the credibility of these words.

If the other party only wanted Nitocris, then he could kill him directly, but he didn't do that, but chose to propose the content of the contract from a relatively fair perspective.

Baimao had no reason to refuse, and there was no room for him to refuse.

"I... don't have any means to restrain you, and I have no other way but to believe in you. What means do you have to ensure that this contract can be fulfilled faithfully."

Hearing this, Mo Yu smiled:

"I am the guarantee."

Baimao hesitated to speak.

Yes, his own strength is a symbol of integrity.

She asked again: "Then according to the content of the contract, I will hand over this female pharaoh to you. How will you provide us with food?"

Mo Yu replied: "You will know soon, take your bloody subordinates and leave here now."

After nodding his goodbyes to Mo Yu, Baimao Hassan twisted and leaped away full of complexities, and blew a strange whistle in mid-air, and the warriors who were fighting with the knights immediately retreated.

The knights fired a few arrows on the spot to no avail, so they gave up the idea of ​​continuing to pursue. Their purpose was to ensure the safety of Lord Tristan...

Looking at Baimao's leaving figure, Mo Yu glanced at Nitocris who was sleeping soundly by some means, with a smile on his face.

Let's start planning.

As his divine thoughts condensed, his whole body revealed a golden light, and the outline formed by this golden light slowly separated from his body, turning into a translucent gilded figure.

After the figure landed, it began to absorb the power of the earth in the sand under its feet, so its illusory outline gradually solidified.

Soon, an incarnation that was identical to Mo Yu's original appearance appeared in front of his eyes.

The avatar looked at the main body, then smiled and clasped its fists together.

"I am, Rock God."

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Just after the battle, Chaldea and his team rushed to the scene. They didn't have the supernatural power of Mo Yu's quick movement, so they could only run over on two legs.

Looking at the messy battlefield and several knights who died in battle, Tristan couldn't help vomiting blood.

Serious knights are Camelot's main force, and every death is a big loss.

"What happened? Why did it become like this?"

In fact, he can understand what happened without answering. These knights fought with the guardians of the people of the mountain.

"I don't know, they made the first move." The leader of a solemn knight replied honestly.

The two sides launched an attack decisively at the first sight of each other, and it was really hard to tell who made the first move.

Tristan asked again: "Have you captured any captives? Those mountain people usually huddle in the mountains and linger on their last breath. Don't take the risk of coming to such a faraway area as a last resort."

A group of knights looked at each other and shook their heads. These mountain people were not afraid of death and fought until the last moment. They had no chance to catch the living.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. After this incident, I will report to the king..."

"What you said is abnormal. It's probably this. The people of the mountain tried to take this lady away."

When Tristan was about to write it down, Mo Yu's voice came from a distance, and everyone looked over, only to see a brown-skinned woman in his arms.

The woman wore a headdress like rabbit ears, her graceful figure was exposed in the air, and her two soft and slender thighs were particularly alluring under the moonlight.

Just a casual glance made it difficult for Lixiang to move away.

"Is this... a woman?"

"What do you take yourself for?"

At this time, Lixiang's eyes were inexplicably dangerous. She also showed this kind of carnivorous eyes when she hugged her before, the kind of eyes that would eat up people without paying attention, it was really scary.

"Hey~"

Li Xiang blushed and stuck out her little tongue, scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.

After letting Nitocris lie flat on the ground, a group of people gathered around and carefully looked at the unconscious girl.