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

Mo Yu rarely fell asleep.

After becoming a sub-servant, he basically no longer needs sleep.

In his sleep, he dreamed of some past that did not belong to his memory.

Men and women strolled on the clear water and clear plains, admiring the blooming glass lilies, and talking about some trivial matters.

Such a leisurely time is rare for the two of them, allowing them to take a breather from the chaotic world, so that they can calm down and build a grand and beautiful future.

The relationship between the two seems to be friends, otherwise they would not have met to enjoy the flowers together.

Soon, this dream gradually dissipated and disintegrated like a dripping ink painting, and the clear memories became blurred as Mo Yu became conscious.

"Is this a memory of Morax?"

Mo Yu sat up slowly supporting the wet grass, wrinkled his swollen head slightly, trying to recall the remaining dreams.

Before becoming the rock god, Morax seemed to have another title, which was more symbolic of power than the rock god.

While he was thinking, Joan of Arc appeared on the trail in the distance, and walked towards him aggressively.

It seems that after a day of calming down, she has made a decision.

"The contract between you and me should be terminated."

Joan of Arc who walked under the tree didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point.

Mo Yu nodded.

"Of course, but before the end, do you have any results for that answer?"

Jeanne raised her eyebrows upside down: "Is there any relationship between the two?"

Facing the girl's gaze, Mo Yu looked at her pair of golden pupils, and replied, "That answer is the criterion for judging whether the contract is effectively fulfilled."

He was right, that answer was the decisive factor in the final outcome of the contract.

Your own answer determines who wins and who loses.

But Joan couldn't give an answer, and she still can't get the answer.

Once the answer is given, she must be the loser.

The key to the contract is whether she has changed, if she has not changed, then she should leave Domremy now, and then go to revenge on those pedantic nobles.

Leaving Domremy?

Joan originally thought that she could easily accept all of this, and then easily abandon it to show her awareness.

But I didn't expect it to be more difficult than imagined.

Leaving Domremy now, the next time Isabella and the others hear their names, they may already be hooked up with the Dragon Witch.

"I can't give you the answer yet, but..."

"Then don't worry."

Mo Yu brushed the dust off his trousers and stood up from under the tree. Compared with the anxiety on Joan's face, he was extremely calm.

"The result of impulsiveness may not be the best answer, so I will leave Domremy for a while."

Jeanne froze.

He seemed to have predicted his purpose of coming, or predicted the original intention that even she herself hadn't noticed.

Rather than saying that she wanted to end the contract, it was better to say that she wanted Mo Yu to stop disturbing her in front of her eyes and let her be alone for a while.

Joan of Arc suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, and an indescribable aggrieved feeling emerged spontaneously.

"Is everything going according to your plan?"

"It's not that exaggerated, but if it refers to the contract with you, then it's okay to understand it that way, but Mrs. Isabella's attitude is a bit beyond my expectation."

He didn't even give people a chance to get angry, the young man replied very calmly, that's probably what the so-called "see through but don't tell through".

Joan frowned in distaste, she had nowhere to vent her anger, and she was talking about her.

"Isn't there anything really beyond your expectations?" The girl asked unwillingly.

"Of course there is."

For example, the fact that he survived was beyond his expectations.

"There are always many accidents in life, sometimes they are sudden, and sometimes they don't give you a chance to think at all."

With that said, his earth perception detected two familiar auras entering the range.

Lixiang and Matthew, it seems that they teleported to other places before, but after receiving the information from Mustard Seed, they chose to approach Mo Yu.

Did he not shrink back in fear, but chose to approach himself instead?

A little abnormal, a little tricky.

Just when Mo Yu was about to shrink into the distance and release a star for the other party to see the situation, another change made his complexion suddenly change.

Domremy has changed!

"problem occurs."

Quickly leaving a word, Mo Yu returned to the village in the blink of an eye.

Joan was taken aback, and turned to look at the distant village. The skewers at the entrance of the village were extinguished at some point, and twisted long hands like black snakes stretched out into the sky, surrounding the entire village.

Her heart skipped a beat, like falling into an ice cave.

From the moment he returned to the village, Mo Yu felt that he had entered a huge magic circle, a curse technique similar to a blood barrier.

Some people on the street couldn't stand the curse and fell to the ground and vomited blood, and there were even more serious ones with hideous tentacles coming out of their seven orifices, looking quite cautious.

With the knowledge of the Demon God Pillar, he quickly recognized that it was a sacrificial technique used to summon evil gods.

Mo Yu's eyes shone with golden light, and the spear piercing the rainbow emerged from his hand, and it was heavily stuck on the ground.

Immediately, cracks quickly formed on the ground centered on the tip of the gun, and spread towards the surroundings with the momentum of a tsunami.

The power containing the power of the rock god passed through the earth, like an infrasonic wave, completely smashing the ground of the entire village, so that the magic circle attached to the ground also became invalid.

Even so, the magic circle still didn't stop.

"If you don't kill me, magic... cough cough cough..."

puff puff puff

blood splatter pump

The young man who had just walked out from the corner behind Mo Yu hadn't finished speaking when his whole body was pierced by the sharp rock spear that rose from the ground, turning him into a hedgehog in an instant.

However, the young man didn't seem to feel the pain, and even looked at Mo Yu with a smile, and joked in a casual tone:

"As expected of you... I don't hesitate to move my hands."

Mo Yu turned around and looked at this somewhat sickly white-haired young man.

Francois Prelati

The caster who appeared in fsf is an out-and-out lunatic, both a master and a heroic spirit.With various means, he has lived from ancient times to the present, and summoned himself as a heroic spirit in fsf.

In addition, Gilderrey gave the Conch-Yin City textbook in his hands, and he even participated in some of Joan's encounters in the later stages of her life.

It can be said to be the root of all evil....

The one in front of him didn't respond from a follower, which meant that he was not a heroic spirit, but a human magician.

He is a human being of this age.

Chapter 48 Those who break their promises shall be punished by eating rocks

The white-haired young man in front of him was not a heroic spirit, but a human being.

No wonder it can avoid his perception, if it is a servant of the heroic spirit, it will be discovered by him at the first time.

Surprised, Mo Yu quickly calmed down the fluctuation in his heart.

Sure enough, the plan could not be implemented smoothly, and unexpected factors still appeared.

Although this magician did not appear in the first singularity, as a contemporary figure of Joan of Arc and Gilderrey, and also a troublemaker, he has no reason not to appear.

The one in front of him should be just a substitute.

Mo Yu silently watched François with a smile on his face.

"How did you start such a large-scale operation quickly?"

François played with the intestines flowing out of his abdomen casually, and replied with a smile:

"Of course I used a little trick of my own. I thought it would be able to delay for about 1 minute. By then, the village would probably be less than half alive, but I didn't expect you to take it for less than three seconds. , Much more powerful than I imagined."

"What's the purpose?" Mo Yu asked in a deep voice.

"Purpose? You are going to attack those two girls who don't know how to live or die, heh heh, of course I can't let you go when I stand on the side of humanity, so I have to choose the most effective means to deal with you, and you came back as expected .”

Just like the reason why the Western colonists massacred the Indians, the magician also uttered unforgivable words.

There is nothing wrong with killing to save, but it depends on the target of the killing!

The surrounding spells have begun to dissipate, but the effect of the magic has not faded. This is a sacrifice, and even if it is interrupted halfway, the sacrificed sacrifice will not be returned.

However, since the evil god was not born, it should be reasonable to return the sacrificial offerings.

This is against the contract.

Seeing Mo Yu's gloomy expression, Francois smiled lightly and wrapped his intestines around his neck.

"Don't look at this expression of wanting to eat people. I almost laughed when I saw it. Where did your calmness go before? You asked me to hang myself to apologize. It is said that my arms are too short to reach the tree above. Can you help me?" Shall I hang it up?"

He tried all means to irritate this rock-like and unchanging man, not because of anything else, but simply because he thought it would be fun to irritate him.

However, Mo Yu didn't answer, and after a moment of silence, he spit out a word.

"Those who break their promises shall be punished by eating rocks."

Francois, who was wrapping his intestines around his neck, was slightly taken aback.

"Eh, what do you mean?"

"You'll understand."