"What exactly are you three imagining?"
"When did I ever say that the three of you had let me down?"
At that moment, Mo Li truly felt that once a person reached a certain point, helplessness was inevitable.
Had these three been assimilated by that guy Diablo? Why could they read so much nonsense into one sentence—no, just three words?
This was not a good sign!
After all, a certain amount of imagination and Diablofication was fine, but if it became too severe, then... it would be troublesome.
The most representative examples were:
Diablos from Overlord, and Diablo at Rimuru's side.
After hearing Mo Li's words, Testarossa, Ultima, who was kneeling on the ground and clutching the hem of Mo Li's clothes, and Carrera, whose face had already turned ashen, all fell into stunned silence.
"B-But, didn't you... didn't you say that we were... t-too weak?!"
Testarossa stepped forward, her face full of bewilderment. Even her words came out haltingly.
After hearing what Testarossa said, both Ultima and Carrera nodded in agreement.
In their minds, the strength of one's power was one of the greatest factors in judging a person's worth.
Perhaps other factors were important as well, but in this world where the strong devoured the weak, strength had always been the most important factor. There was no second!
And Mo Li saying that they were too weak meant that they had failed to meet his expectations and disappointed him, didn't it?!
Didn't that mean they had let Lord Emperor down?!
Shouldn't they be abandoned?!
When people were truly speechless, they really could laugh.
After hearing Testarossa's explanation, Mo Li shook his head. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a helpless chuckle.
"Heh~~~~"
Upon seeing that smile, Testarossa, Carrera, and Ultima, who was closest to Mo