My Chat Group Is Too Strange: Chapter 22

It was not The Hunt that had taken an interest in him. Rather, it was what his heart desired that, through the Stellaron, drew The Hunt's gaze.

"What... what kind of monster are you?!"

Faced with the suffocating Wave of Killing Intent, the Joyce Clone finally could no longer bear the pressure. His retreating steps became hurried and panicked.

An indescribable fear filled his heart, as though the entire space itself were crushing down upon him.

"Asura Flash Void!"

At that moment, Mo Wang's figure seemed to transform into a flickering phantom as he rapidly closed in on the Joyce Clone.

With a low, imposing voice, his body instantly appeared behind Joyce.

The air itself seemed filled with an icy killing aura that sent chills down one's spine.

"Feel it—the strongest ultimate technique of the Wave of Killing Intent!" Mo Wang's voice echoed like it came from the Abyss, carrying an irresistible threat.

The Joyce Clone instantly fell into boundless darkness. The light around him seemed to be completely swallowed, and despair swiftly surged into his heart.

"Thousand Strikes in an Instant, Uproot Mountains, Cover the World, Ghost Cry Chirp—Thus Mighty Demon Formed!" As the eerie chant rang out, an intense wave erupted from Mo Wang's body. In an instant, it transformed into thousands of clones that surrounded Joyce.

Those clones descended upon him like a violent storm, each one carrying immense power.

Joyce's body had almost no time to react before countless attacks struck him. Power surged in like a tide, instantly tearing him to pieces.

As the curtain of darkness gradually faded, the Joyce Clone had already collapsed on the ground, his flesh mangled beyond recognition. Along with him, his former pride and confidence vanished in that horrifying confrontation. The pungent scent of rust filled the air, forming a stark contrast with the surrounding silence.

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Mo Wang, Seriously Injured and Silent

"That was... Mo Wang?"

As Kiana and the others looked at the figure shrouded in a pitch-black aura, like a Demon God, they could not help swallowing nervously.

No matter how they looked at it, that Great Demon King-like posture had absolutely nothing in common with his usual stinky salted-fish demeanor.

If the Honkai energy around Mo Wang had not remained below outrageous levels, Kiana and the others would have thought he had become a Herrscher.

At least... when Mei had become a Herrscher, she had not been anywhere near as terrifying as Mo Wang was now.

"Mo Wang!"

Kiana stood up and hurriedly tried to check on Mo Wang.

"Don't rush." However, Bronya stopped the impulsive Kiana.

"Why?!" Kiana looked at Bronya anxiously.

"Bronya thinks something is very wrong with Mo Wang right now. Don't go over there yet," Bronya told Kiana seriously.

"That's right, Kiana. Be careful." Even Mei reminded Kiana at this point.

"But..." Kiana wanted to argue, but as the words reached her lips, she involuntarily recalled something from a comic she had read before.

The powerful Hero had finally slain the Demon King. Just as his companions were about to celebrate, the Hero suddenly turned evil and killed every one of them.

Mo Wang isn't suddenly going to turn evil and stab me, is he?

Thinking of that possibility, Kiana no longer rushed forward.

After all, she could not speak for everyone else, but considering the things she usually did to Mo Wang, even if he had not turned evil, there was an eighty percent chance he would stab her anyway, right?

"Wait, there seems to be movement over there."

As Mei watched Mo Wang, she noticed that his body seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Ow, ow, ow~ My poor old back! It's about to break!"

Mo Wang's groan instantly reached the ears of the Valkyries.

"Someone get over here, quick! I can't move right now! Help me up!"

Mo Wang painfully twisted his head around and looked mournfully at the Valkyries behind him.

No, he had been standing there for ages. Could not a single one of them tell that he could not move?

"It's Mo Wang!"

Upon hearing Mo Wang's voice, the three of them immediately dropped all hesitation and rushed over to him in a few strides.

No one besides Mo Wang could make a voice that irritatingly smug.

"Ow, ow, ow! Be gentler, you guys! My bones are about to fall apart!"

Kiana and Bronya each supported one side of Mo Wang.

However, Duck was simply too short, so one of his arms could not rest on her at all.

"Stop complaining. What happened to you? Weren't you fine just now?"

Kiana looked at Mo Wang strangely.

How had this guy just been looking like he was ready to fight heaven and earth, only to turn into an eighty-year-old grandpa with a sprained back in the next moment?

"Tch. As expected, more than ten times gravity is still too much for me right now. I'm still just a little short of becoming Super Mo Wang."

With Mei taking Bronya's place, Mo Wang's other side finally felt a little better.

Even so, every small movement still hurt like hell.

"What Super Mo Wang? You're still making jokes at a time like this. Honestly."

Kiana irritably gave Mo Wang a smack, but in the next moment, she heard a crisp sound.

"Crack!"

As the sound of Mo Wang's bone breaking rang out, he sharply sucked in a breath.

"It hurts... I think it's broken!" Mo Wang's face turned abnormally pale, and his trembling hand seemed to be pointing out the culprit.

"Y-you're okay, right? Is it serious?" Seeing that Mo Wang had fractured a bone from a single touch, Kiana hurriedly waved her hands, trying to check on him.

However, this only made matters worse for the already severely injured Mo Wang.

"M-my King's Power!"

Looking at his fractured arm, Mo Wang felt like crying without tears.

You white-haired brat, I kindly saved you, and yet you want to murder me! What exactly are you plotting?! Don't tell me you want to inherit my Huabei debt?

"I-I didn't do it on purpose!" Kiana panicked and hurriedly tried to step forward to help again.

"D-don't come any closer! I-I can manage."

Mo Wang endured the pain and spoke to Kiana.

"Kiana, you should go play on the other side."

Mei could no longer stand watching. Even being unreliable had to have limits!

Those two really were...

"I'm taking Mo Wang to the infirmary now. You two should go help the Class Rep and the others. Those mechs over there still haven't been cleared out."

Mei directly sent the two away, telling them to deal with the Titan Mechs.

"Wait! I have one more thing to say."

Just then, Mo Wang suddenly stopped Mei as she was taking him away.

He pointed at the pile of mush beside him and said to Kiana and Bronya.

"Remember to tell the Principal that I killed that pile of stuff. Also, absolutely don't let her toss it into an incinerator and cremate it!"

"This thing could still fetch a good price if we sell it later. Remember not to let that wasteful woman ruin it!"

Kiana and Bronya watched Mo Wang gradually disappear into the distance and could not help looking at each other.

They both saw deep guilt in the other's eyes.

"Mo Wang... he'll be okay, right? He should... be fine, right?" Kiana looked at Mo Wang, who staggered with every step, and could not help worrying.

"Hard to say. Bronya thinks Mo Wang probably used some very dangerous technique just now. Bronya once read in a book that there are some extremely dangerous martial arts in the Class Rep's country."

"For example, techniques that temporarily make one stronger by risking one's life to kill the enemy, or techniques that harm oneself before harming one's opponent."

"Maybe Mo Wang used a method like that."

Bronya's words only made Kiana even more worried.

"However, Bronya has also heard a saying from the Class Rep's country: good people die young, while bad people live for a thousand years. If it's Mo Wang, he should live for a long time, right?"

Kiana's expression improved somewhat upon hearing that.

"That's right. That bastard Mo Wang will definitely be fine."

Although both of them were worried about Mo Wang's condition, they had not forgotten what Mei had told them.

Soon, the two began running toward where the Anti-Entropy mechs had appeared.

Unfortunately, before leaving, Mo Wang seemed to have forgotten to remind them not to dismantle all the Anti-Entropy mechs.

After all, even as scrap metal, those things could still be sold for some money.

After the two left, no one knew that a bespectacled middle-aged man had actually emerged from the roadside bushes.

No one knew how long he had been standing there.

"Cocolia, so you really have gone this far?"

The man looked at the pile of rotten flesh at his feet and frowned tightly.

After pondering for a long while, power identical to what the Joyce Clone had used earlier appeared in his hand.

After a burst of distortion, the pile of rotten flesh vanished without a trace.

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Oh No, the White-Haired Dumpling Is Crying!

"Mo Wang, the doctor told me that your injuries are fairly serious. Conservatively speaking, you'll need around a week to recover."

"During this time, important matters will be handled by Ai-chan and the others, so just rest peacefully."

"Remember, don't go running around carelessly during this period."

At Mo Wang's bedside, Mei was giving him instructions like an overprotective mother.

"I get it, Mama Mei. Stop talking already. I'm not some three-year-old child."

Mo Wang could not help complaining about Mei's constant nagging.

Mei took excellent care of him, so much so that it could even be described as meticulous.

But had she not been nagging for a little too long?

It had already been half an hour, yet she was still reminding him of things as if he were a child. Who could put up with that?

"Honestly, Mo Wang, you're still talking nonsense at a time like this." Mei's little face reddened when she heard Mo Wang call her Mama Mei.

However, seeing that Mo Wang still had the energy to joke around, Mei also sighed in relief.

"Alright, I'm leaving now. If you need anything later, just call me."

"Rest properly here."

As Mei said goodbye to Mo Wang and left the room, the place where he was staying finally fell silent.

"Fractures, muscle strains, and internal bleeding. I really got the short end of the stick this time."

Lying on the bed, Mo Wang recalled the examination report he had seen earlier and felt as if a thousand alpacas were stampeding through his heart.

If he had known things would turn out like this, he would never have played that stupid head-on contest with that damned bastard.

"You! Of all things, why did you have to play some manly man game? And why use the Wave of Killing Intent? What the hell made your brain suddenly short-circuit?"

Lying in bed, if Mo Wang's hands and feet had not been unable to move right now, he would definitely have slapped himself twice.

Do not think that a little over ten times gravity was too low.

Back in Dragon Ball, when Goku had first gone to train on King Kai's Planet, it had only been ten times gravity.

And by Dragon Ball standards, Goku at the time was already unquestionably strong enough to destroy a planet.

Mo Wang's physical strength was definitely nowhere near those freaks from Dragon Ball.