My Chat Group is Just Too Strange
Chapter 144

Mo Wang: "Who Says I'm Not an Angel?"

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Hearing Charlemagne's words, everyone became somewhat troubled.

Surprisingly, even the only local was unfamiliar with the area.

However, Mo Wang felt that Charlemagne's status in France was not much different from that of Qin Shi Huang.

If I were to find someone and say to them, "I am Charlemagne, send me the money," then I could simply say, "I am Charlemagne."

I wonder if it would be worthwhile to do something like this.

Charlemagne, who was completely unaware that Mo Wang had set his sights on him, suddenly saw a group of patrolling soldiers walking out in front of him.

"Why don't we go and ask them what's going on?"

At this moment, Charlemagne spoke up.

"Wow!"

Upon hearing that she wanted to gather information, Mashu immediately volunteered.

However, before Mashu could even get there, Mo Wang pulled her back.

"You'll go if you can speak French?"

"Can't we use English?"

Mashu said somewhat awkwardly at this moment.

What do you think?

Okay, Mashu admits she doesn't speak French.

Mashu is alright at speaking English, but in this day and age, if you speak English to a France soldier, even if they understand you, they'll probably arrest you as a spy.

"Then, what should we do?"

At this point, the Shi Niang couldn't help but ask, "If we don't speak French, how will we communicate?"

However, in reality, at this time, only Shi Niang and Mashu didn't speak French in the group.

Even Doggy know a little bit about it.

And when did Mo Wang learn French? Well, we have to thank himself for traveling all over the world in the Street Fighter World.

He is fluent in dozens of languages, including the languages of indigenous people in places like the Amazon.

But even though we'll meet, it seems there aren't many people in their group worth saying hello to.

Let's not even talk about the Doggy; if this person goes there, he'll probably be mistaken for a terrorist.

As for Red A, needless to say.

If he were ten years younger, Mo Wang wouldn't have said anything.

Unfortunately, since he went to the battlefield, not only has his skin turned black, but his hair has also turned white. The kind and good-natured man he once was has now become a complete terrorist.

So, if you were to compare him to his cheap old man and ask him who is more of a dangerous element, he would probably be the one to say the majority.

In reality, apart from Charlemagne, who is the standard Hero template, none of the others in the team meet the requirements.

"Don't rush, I have special scouting techniques."

At this point, Mo Wang indicated that he had a more convenient way to enter the city and gain trust than asking for directions.

To the eyes of those around him, Mo Wang was suddenly enveloped in a holy light that appeared out of nowhere.

A pair of Gilles de Rais chicken wings appeared behind them.

At the same time, the expression on his face began to become holy.

Upon seeing Mo Wang's disguise, everyone's gaze immediately turned strange.

Wait, with this outfit, you're not trying to become an angel, are you?

Chapter 169 Mo Wang: Who Isn't an Angel?

When everyone saw Mo Wang's outfit, their expressions were quite interesting.

"What, is there a problem with me being an angel?"

Faced with everyone's expressions, Mo Wang's first words shattered all the sacred aura surrounding him.

This is a huge problem!

At this moment, everyone had a bunch of complaints stuck in their throats, not knowing how to express them.

Mo Wang can become an angel, then what are the devils of hell supposed to do?

Do Mo Wang this kind of behavior; I'm afraid even the devils of hell would lose their jobs.

"What do you know? I'd say I'm a proper angel, you know."

At this moment, Mo Wang said that he was, after all, Emanator of the Aeon. If we convert it to an angel, what's wrong with that?

There's nothing wrong with that!

"Heh, hehe."

Everyone could only laugh awkwardly at Mo Wang's excuse.

I was afraid that I might anger Mo Wang and cause him some trouble.

Incidentally, if Mo Wang were an angel, everyone collectively agreed that they'd rather go to hell. Also, if Mo Wang really were an angel, his wings would definitely be blacker than the Black Mud in the Holy Grail.

Mo Wang ignored the group of ignorant fools and began flapping his small wings made of energy, flying towards the patrolling soldiers ahead.

Outside Orleans, a patrol of soldiers was carrying out their daily patrol of the city's perimeter.

However, the soldiers' faces were filled with dejection and fear.

There was absolutely no hope on his face.

"Cheer up, everyone!"

At this moment, the soldier who was the squad Capitano shouted to his teammates behind him, "Don't let that Dragon Witch scare you! We are soldiers of the great France, how can we let that kind of witch make us lose our courage?!"

However, the squad Capitano's words had absolutely no effect on the soldiers behind him.

Even a very young-looking soldier in the team couldn't help but ask him, "Capitano, do we really still have any hope of winning? I heard that the Dragon Witch attacked several villages last night with her evil dragons."

"Can we really be a match for her?"

The young soldier's words left the squad Capitano speechless.

But he just couldn't bring himself to say anything angry.

After all, Joan of Arc had become the Dragon Witch, killed the France emperor, and was now seeking revenge against the entire France. For ordinary soldiers like them, this was nothing short of a nightmare.

It's worth noting that until two years ago, Joan of Arc was still considered a hero by these soldiers.

As a result, Joan of Arc was sentenced to death as a witch in less than a year. However, just six months later, she was resurrected and transformed into Dragon Witch, controlling dragons to carry out a brutal massacre in France.

Along the way, countless cities were destroyed by Joan of Arc of Arc.

This was a double blow to them, both mentally and physically.

"There definitely will be another chance!"

"Even if the king is gone, we still have the Lord's blessing, and we will surely defeat that evil witch!"

Even the Capitano said those words didn't believe that God would protect them.

Many soldiers even believed that Joan of Arc of Arc's resurrection was entirely the will of the Lord.

Because they killed the innocent saint, the Lord was angered and Joan of Arc became a vengeful spirit to punish these sinful mortals.

Just then, the soldiers behind him all gaped open, stunned in disbelief.

"Hey, what's wrong with you guys?"

The Capitano, seeing his soldiers all frozen in place, asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Capitano! Behind you!"

At that moment, a soldier pointed behind him and said...

"Behind me?"

The Capitano quickly turned around and found that there was nothing there.

"What are you all looking at?"

"Look up!"

Seeing that their Capitano hadn't reacted yet, the soldiers suddenly became anxious.

"On your head?"

At that moment, the Capitano suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping. He looked up and saw Mo Wang slowly descending from the sky.

"My God, an angel?!"

The Capitano gasped in shock the Setsuna he saw Mo Wang.

Upon seeing Mo Wang, the Capitano thought he was dreaming.

"Heaven... Angel?"

The young soldier stammered, his voice trembling with a hint of awe.

Mo Wang landed slowly on the ground, the energy light on his wings shimmering faintly, making him appear exceptionally dazzling. He cleared his throat and adopted a solemn posture, even though his face didn't look convincing at all.

But it must be said that Mo Wang's outfit is absolutely perfect.

"That's right, I am the angel sent by the Lord to save you."

Mo Wang said in a serious tone, with an unquestionable air of authority.

The soldiers exchanged bewildered glances. Though somewhat skeptical, the scene before them was too overwhelming for them to question. The Capitano swallowed hard and cautiously asked, "Your Excellency, are you truly here to help us? Do we... do we still have hope?"

Mo Wang smiled slightly, patted the Capitano on the shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone, "Of course there is hope! How could the Lord abandon his people? The Lord has seen your suffering. The Lord also knows about Joan of Joan of Arc. Although she was once a saint, she has now been Erosion by dark forces and turned into the Dragon Witch. The Lord sent me here to help you fight against her and restore peace to France."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers' eyes lit up with hope. A young soldier excitedly asked, "My lord angel, what should we do? Can... can we really defeat the Dragon Witch?"

Mo Wang shook his head, feigning profundity, and said, "With your strength alone, it is indeed difficult to fight her. But with the Lord's guidance, anything is possible. First, you need to strengthen your faith and not be Domination by fear. Second, you must also strengthen your faith in the Lord to compensate for your lack of strength."

At Mo Wang glance, Mo Wang's argument seems perfectly reasonable, but upon closer inspection, it's all nonsense.

This rhetoric is exactly the same as what the priests in their church say.

But if he said that, it would be a miracle if he could defeat Black Joan.

"Um, Your Excellency, are you saying that our faith is not strong enough?"

At this moment, the Capitano asked somewhat hesitantly.

"No, you are simply too weak."

However, Mo Wang spoke to the group of soldiers without hesitation, almost causing them to lose their composure.

Why does this angel seem to have suddenly changed style?

Also, isn't this a bit too blunt?

"Ahem, don't worry, the Lord knows that you are no match for the darkness of the Dragon Witch."

"But the Lord has sent me with the strongest warriors to help you."

At this moment, Mo Wang once again transformed into a holy-looking man and began to deceive the soldiers in front of him.

"The, the strongest warrior?"

The soldiers' eyes were filled with hope.

Are the Lord's strongest warriors Michael and Gabriel? Or perhaps other renowned angels or saints?

If they can come, the Dragon Witch is nothing!

"Unfortunately, none of these are available."

"Those big shots are busy watching the show right now and don't have time to bother with you, so don't even think about it."

Mo Wang waved his hand at this moment.

Want Michael and Gabriel? Dream on! Let's wait another ten years and see if those guys even make it to the mainland.

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