Moustache was in an extremely bad mood. Or rather, he had been in an extremely bad mood for the past few days.
Ever since he entered the Swamp of Misfortune, strange things had happened.
He could not leave, could not go offline, and could not send messages.
Even the player system had disappeared.
If he didn't still have divine power, he would have fainted from fright.
Along the way, they encountered lizards, scorpion snakes, and scorpion snake kings …
These monsters, which were commonly seen, were extremely powerful in this place. They couldn't be defeated even if they tried.
When they were closest to the swamp, a large wave of scorpion snakes scattered their group. Now, only he and Elder Waning Moon were left.
If that was the case, then there was nothing much to say.
The problem was that after entering the swamp, they encountered a group of angels.
This group of people had terrifying strength. One of them had such a strong physical body that he knocked himself unconscious with a flick of his finger.
They did not kill him and said that they would refine him into a puppet.
Thinking of the word "puppet," Moustache thought of the mindless players he saw in the Broken Mountain Palace.
"No …"
The mustached man let out a cry of unwillingness.
He would rather die than become a puppet.
Moustache looked at Elder Waning Moon and said, "What should we do now?"
Elder Waning Moon's face was pale and her eyes were dull. She shook her head and said, "There's nothing we can do."
"You two little guys, you fell into our hands and you still want to escape?"
At this moment, a ten-winged angel said.
"Hmph, don't be too proud. When our emperor comes, he will destroy you with one finger!" Elder Waning Moon roared.
"Haha, is your emperor that guy called Thanos?"
The ten-winged angel said with disdain, "Him? He won't dare to come in! "
"The emperor is not someone you can guess. The Swamp of Misfortune is nothing. But you, if you leave the group, you will die easily," Elder Waning Moon said.
"Haha, little girl, you have a sharp tongue. Not bad."
"However, it is safer to leave the group. The deeper you go, the more dangerous it is. Don't you know what is here?" The ten-winged angel sneered.
"Isn't it just a treasure? Isn't it just a few dragons? It's no big deal, "Elder Waning Moon said.
"Haha …"
The ten-winged angel laughed.
"The ignorant are truly fearless!"
"Don't worry, we won't tell you. You'll be worried to death!"
"Haha …"
The two ten-winged angels laughed out loud.
"You …"
Elder Waning Moon and Moustache felt their chests tighten. There was nothing they could do.
Now that he was under someone else's control, he had nowhere to run.
He couldn't even commit suicide.
"Really?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
Hearing this, the two ten-winged angels froze, and a trace of panic appeared on their faces.
"Who? Come out if you have the guts! "The ten-winged angel shouted.
"Hehe …"
A figure instantly appeared in front of the four of them.
"Great Emperor!"
Waning Moon and Moustache spoke at the same time.
His face was filled with disbelief.
Then, she burst into tears.
It should be said that he was crying tears of joy.
"Great Emperor, I thought we would be refined into puppets and never see everyone again."
The two of them murmured, their faces filled with gratitude.
As the ten-winged angel watched Su Ziyang approach, a trace of panic appeared on his face.
"You … don't come over. Otherwise, I'll kill them." The Ten-Winged Angel shouted.
"Go ahead! They have the protection of divine power. Anyway, they can be resurrected. This way, I can send them back to the city. "Su Ziyang didn't slow down at all.
"Hurry up and kill us."
"Don't just stand there, hurry up."
Elder Waning Moon and Moustache also added fuel to the fire.
How could one of the ten-winged angels withstand this kind of pressure? With a loud shout, he pounced straight at Su Ziyang.
"I want to see how capable you are."
In his hand, the giant angel sword pierced through the air, splashing some mud as it stabbed directly at Su Ziyang.
The terrifying power made one's scalp tingle.
However, Su Ziyang didn't move at all. His appearance was as if he was scared silly.
"Great Emperor, be careful!"
"Great Emperor, be careful!"
Elder Waning Moon and Moustache shouted at the same time.
When the two ten-winged angels saw this scene, they sneered.
If he didn't move, could it be that he wanted to rely on his physical body to block the semi-divine artifact?
The corners of the ten-winged angel's mouth rose, and the strength in his hand increased by a bit.
In the next second, his expression froze as he stared blankly at the scene in front of him, revealing an expression of disbelief.
He saw.
The giant angel sword in his hand was gently clamped by Su Ziyang's two fingers.
The two fingers seemed to have a huge force of hundreds of millions of catties. No matter how the ten-winged angel tried, he couldn't pull it back.
"Buzz … …"
Su Ziyang's two fingers exerted force, and the giant angel sword instantly burst, turned into dust, and dissipated without a trace.
The ten-winged angel hadn't recovered yet, but he found that Su Ziyang was rapidly growing in his eyes.
He saw a finger pointing at his glabella and poking at it.
"No … …"
The shouting stopped abruptly.
The body of the ten-winged angel, with his head as the center, burst into dust.
When the wind blew, nothing was left.
Silence.
Very quiet.
The three stared blankly at Su Ziyang, their eyes full of surprise.
"Hiss … …"
The sound of inhaling cold air kept ringing out.
Especially the other ten-winged angel, his face was full of horror, and his body trembled violently.
Fear was like silk, entangling his whole body.
His body, as if filled with lead, took a step, but with a bang, he fell to the ground.
"God Slaying Great … … Great Emperor, don't … … don't kill me, I was wrong!"
The ten-winged angel knelt in front of Su Ziyang and kowtowed again and again.
"Oh, wrong?"
Su Ziyang looked down at him condescendingly, his voice was colder than ice.
"Great Emperor, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please spare my life." The ten-winged angel kowtowed again and again.
"Spare your life? Sure. "Su Ziyang said lightly.
"Thank you Great Emperor, thank you Great Emperor." The ten-winged angel kowtowed frantically.
"However, there is a condition!"
"Great Emperor, as long as I can do it, I will agree." The ten-winged angel said.
"Where did you come from? Who did you come with? What is in the Swamp of Misfortune? "Su Ziyang said.
"Great Emperor, I will say, I will say."
The ten-winged angel was afraid that Su Ziyang was not satisfied, so he said it out loud.
"Great Emperor, I came with the First Prince of the Sword Continent, Myron."
"There is an Ancestor-level expert by Myron's side, his name is Gu Ling!" The ten-winged angel said.
"Gu Ling?" Su Ziyang asked.
"Yes, Gu Ling! His strength is extremely powerful, and he is an expert from the Ghost Clan. In the Swamp of Misfortune, his strength is not affected by the laws here. "The ten-winged angel said.
Hearing this, Su Ziyang's brows furrowed even tighter.
If that was the case, it would be troublesome.
That was equivalent to that person being executed here, and if they fought, they would be at a disadvantage.
"Continue." Su Ziyang said.
"Yes, Great Emperor!"
The ten-winged angel continued to speak without hiding anything.
The more he listened, the more Su Ziyang's brows furrowed.
His face was extremely solemn.
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