Mo Wang Causes Trouble Again, and Mash Crumbles.

Seeing Mashu's worried expression, Mo Wang couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh dear, it's nothing, I just felt a little annoyed seeing that Black Joan Alter today,"

"It's probably because I'm not a big fan of tragedies, so I just relapsed into my old habit a little."

Mo Wang then said to Mashu.

Mo Wang fully understood Mashu's concerns.

After all... his situation is indeed a bit troublesome.

Compared to other Mo Wang, the more powerful he becomes on the path Nihility Nihility, the deeper his denial of this world becomes.

In a sense, the path of Nihility is probably the most dangerous of all paths.

Because you never know when you'll lose yourself on this path.

He originally thought that after accepting other destinies, the sense of Nihility would be alleviated.

But unexpectedly, because of my anger today, Nihility suddenly resurfaced.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

Mashu looked at Mo Wang, her eyes revealing an unspeakable worry.

Although Mo Wang usually gives people a very unreliable feeling, Mo Wang is indeed the only hope for the entire Chaldea.

Although everyone usually complains that Mo Wang is lazy and unreliable, no one really blames him.

As everyone knows, it is because of Mo Wang's existence that everyone has not given up and continues on the path of saving Human Order.

If Mo Wang to fall, Mashu couldn't even imagine what kind of future she would face.

"You silly girl, didn't I already say that your senior is the one who hates tragedies the most?"

At this moment, Mo Wang couldn't help but rub Mashu's head vigorously and gave her a big smile.

"You guys, just focus on protecting yourselves. You're the people I cherish most in this world."

"Stop thinking about those trivial things all day long."

"As long as you are all Goetia, I, your senior, can fight my way out even if Gaia and Alaya come at me together, let alone Gaia."

"You, the Director, Roman the slacker, and Da Vinci the swindler, you just need to trust me."

Seeing Mo Wang's smile, Mashu couldn't help but smile too.

Perhaps, Mo Wang is just that kind of magic.

No matter how much trouble he causes, no matter how unreliable his actions seem.

But he always gives people the feeling that they can't help but believe him.

"Go and get some rest. Your senior has a big plan for tomorrow!"

At this moment, Mo Wang hurriedly urged Mashu to go and rest. Compared to a true Servant, Mashu didn't have the ability to stay up all night.

After Mashu left, Mo Wang couldn't help but take out a can of cola and silently drink it by the fire.

"Nihility. Ha, I never thought that one day I would actually start to doubt my own destiny."

"But for the sake of these guys, I'll just slow down a bit on this road."

Looking at the campfire before him, Mo Wang thought to himself.

Perhaps one day, I will be able to transcend the Yomotsu and even reach the true Nihility.

However, before that, Mo Wang felt that he still needed to persevere for the sake of his important people.

Mo Wang's essence is Nihility, but the existence of his companions gives his Nihility a real shell.

It is these seemingly insignificant little anchors that have shaped the Mo Wang we know today.

However, it is also possible that Mo Wang will eventually be able to break free from Nihility and embark on the path of Elation.

Of course, in that case, the outcome for the Nasuverse might be even more terrifying than him going to Nihility.

Chapter 179 Mo Wang stirs up trouble again and Mashu collapses.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?"

Inside a burning fortress, Black Joan was curled up on the bed, trembling like a frightened wild beast.

The true mastermind behind the Singularity, Gilles Rais, who descended as a Caster, undoubtedly cares about Gilles of Joan of Arc Alter. The France Marshal, gradually driven mad by Joan of Arc's death, still harbors a deep concern for Joan of Arc at its core—is it friendship, love, respect, or even compassion? All of this remains unknown.

Upon hearing Caster Gilles's words, Black Joan seemed to have finally found someone to rely on, and her consciousness began to gradually regain itself.

"Gilles, is that you?"

"It's me, Joan of Arc. Are you alright? That person, that person actually dared to treat you like that! He deserves to die! He deserves to die!"

At this moment, Caster Marshal kept cursing Mo Wang in his heart like this, as if cursing Mo Wang to death.

However, such curses obviously cannot offer Black Joan Alter any comfort whatsoever.

"Stop talking, Gilles."

"What's the situation on our side now?"

At this moment, Black Joan Alter forced herself to cheer up. Although she was just a replica created by the Marshal using his longing for Joan of Arc d'Arc, there was no doubt that she did indeed have some of Joan of Arc's core essence.

Even after being dealt such a blow by Mo Wang, she still forced herself to cheer up a little.

"Apart from Rider, Lancer, and Berserker, the rest of the Servant are still alive. However, without Fafnir's suppression, it will probably take more effort to control the dragon army later."

When Caster Marshal heard Black Joan's question, he hesitated for a moment before answering her.

To be honest, this kind of thing doesn't seem like something to be thankful for.

With just one attack, they lost four key combatants.

Fafnir, as the strongest fighter on our side, goes without saying, while Marth as a Rider, and Lancer and Mad Blood Duke, are also invaluable combatants.

The elimination of the Berserker Lancelot only worsened his situation.

It can be said that this time, Black Joan's high-end combat force was basically wiped out by Mo Wang's side.

Black Joan did not reply, but stared Hollow at the Caster Marshal before her.

"Joan of Arc of Arc, it's all my fault."

"That guy Rider, I didn't expect that even after being put into Mad Enhancement, he could still retain a sliver of consciousness, and in the end, he actually chose to commit suicide as a saintess."

"That Lancelot guy was taken care of by two little girls."

"This is all my fault."

At this moment, the Marshal hurriedly spoke to Black Joan.

Of course, the Marshal didn't mention Fafnir and Mad Blood Duke.

Because he knew that, not to mention Fafnir, who was directly killed by that monster Mo Wang, no one else could help.

As for the Mad Blood Duke, he was simply beaten to death by a few Servant.

With Charlemagne and Red A, plus Doggy, Queen Mary, and Mozart, plus the real Joan of Arc and his former self Servant, let alone the Golden Gilgamesh Mad Enhancement, even Mad Blood Duke wouldn't be able to do anything.

Even Marshal couldn't call him a piece of trash. The reason he wasn't dealt with instantly was because of infighting among a few people on Mo Wang's side.

Of course, even if the Marshal said that, Black Joan knew it was meaningless.

"Just once, and we've already lost more than half our people? That monster!"

At this moment, just thinking about Mo Wang's face made Black Joan's body tremble involuntarily.

Every word he said, even every glance he gave, made Black Joan Alter feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

No matter how hard she tried to forget him, his image would constantly appear before her eyes.

"Joan of Arc..."

At this moment, the Marshal looked at the trembling Black Joan and tried to comfort her, but the next moment, his hand was pushed away by Black Joan.

"Don't touch me! I... I need to calm down."

Black Joan Alter lowered her head in disappointment.

The blow to Mo Wang was far too severe, so much so that even though her physical injuries had healed, the wounds to her heart were difficult to mend.

"Gilles, tell me, between me and that being, who is the real Joan of Arc?"

At this moment, Black Joan turned around and looked at the Marshal.

"Of course it's you!"

Without a moment's delay, Bluebeard, who had always been a fervent pursuer of Joan of Arc Arc's footsteps, replied to the question without hesitation, "Listen carefully, Joan of Arc, you were burned at the stake, and not only that, you were betrayed by everyone! The French army in Compiègne even locked you outside the city gates, and that Charles VII was unwilling to pay the reparations! He watched you being handed over to be executed! And it wasn't until twenty years after your death that anyone was willing to defend you!"

"Such a reality! It is because of God! It is the very god we worship mocking us, otherwise why would we deny God?! Isn't that right, Joan of Arc?"

"...Yes."

Is that really the case? Listening to Gilles's long and impassioned speech, Black Joan Alter realized that the other party had only replied with one sentence, and the rest was all angry words about the unfair treatment of ' Joan of Arc '. But in her heart, she actually wished she were Joan of Arc. As for the truth, she lacked the courage. "You're right, Gilles. I have nothing left."

"My soldiers deserted me, my yearning people fled in all directions, the king betrayed me, and the bishop, in the name of God, put me to death. Everything was wrong. The wrong one was not the one I trusted, but the country that allowed me to 'exist'."

Black Joan Alter kept muttering to herself, as if trying to convince herself.

"In that case, let's correct this mistake,"

A gentle smile appeared on his face, Gilles's frog-like, wide-set eyes no longer seemed so comical. "You saved this country, so you also have the right to Destruction it. Isn't it a simple truth?"

The Marshal kept spouting a bunch of utter nonsense to Black Joan.

If Mo Wang were here, he'd probably be cursed so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

But now, this is all the Marshal can say.

However, this still has some effect on Black Joan at present.

The desire for revenge that had always resided deep within her was finally rekindled at this moment.

"Yes, Gilles, although you always say such extreme things, this time it makes me feel at ease."

"My honor, Joan of Arc."

"Please do not worry about the army. Even though the Servant is dead, we still have the upper hand."

"Please rest assured, tomorrow I will surely present you with an army that is stronger than ever before!"

After the Marshal finished speaking, he left, leaving Black Joan alone in the room.

"I said, what exactly is going on?"

The next morning, as soon as Mashu got out of bed, she saw a scene that left her completely dumbfounded.

The entire town was bustling with activity.

Everywhere you look, there are passersby and soldiers, all carrying various pots and pans, rushing towards the city center, making it look like an exaggerated carnival.

"Mashu, you're finally awake."

Just as Mashu was completely confused, Roman's image appeared beside her.

"Doctor, what's going on? Could it be because..."

"Ah, yes, it's Mo Wang Wang's doing. The whole city is in complete chaos now."

Without a word, Mashu immediately realized who was responsible for this situation.

"I... I knew it! Doctor, what exactly did our senior do this time? Why is everyone so excited?"

Mashu felt a wave of dizziness.

Sure enough, before seven hours had even passed, Mo Wang had already started giving her new tasks.

Sometimes, Mashu wanted to cry. Couldn't her senior just calm down for a while?

"I won't say more now, you'll see when you go."

Faced with Mashu's question, Roman also showed a very helpless expression.

Upon hearing this, Mashu immediately unleashed an astonishing speed and ran towards the city center.