Death of the Wanderer; Your Friend Aha Is Coming Online

Just as the Scaramouche were filled with doubt and uncertainty, a power completely different from elemental force suddenly erupted from Mo Wang's body.

He then appeared instantly in front of the Scaramouche.

"Boom!"

Mo Wang's fist slammed into the Scaramouche's face, and in an instant, the Scaramouche's body flew out like a cannonball, even shattering several mountain peaks.

"Cough! What kind of power is this?"

The Scaramouche felt extremely uncomfortable at that moment; in the Setsuna he was hit, he felt as if he was about to be crushed.

At this moment, Mo Wang was enveloped in a black and red aura.

If anyone from the Street Fighter universe saw this scene, it would be very familiar.

This power is Wave of Killing Intent, which can be considered one of the strongest powers in the Street Fighter universe.

When Mo Wang was blinded by the destiny of Destruction within him, the Killing Intent Fluctuation that had been dormant within him was completely stirred up, resulting in a qualitative change.

Originally, because other powers within Mo Wang's body were gradually increasing, Mo Wang had put the power of fluctuation aside.

Not to mention the even smaller Killing Intent Fluctuation.

However, this outbreak of Destruction caused the Killing Intent Fluctuation, which are highly compatible with the element of Destruction, to surge as well.

At this moment, Mo Wang was no longer the Blonde Mo Wang! He had surpassed the corrupted Mo Wang and reached an extremely terrifying level! Killing Intent Mo Wang!

"Tartaglia, get out of here with these two!"

Fortunately, Mo Wang was not completely driven irrational by the Destruction and Killing Intent Fluctuation.

After handing Keqing and Yelan over to the Childe, he immediately charged towards the Scaramouche.

"My God, I hope that guy survives."

Looking at the murderous Mo Wang, the Childe couldn't help but silently mourn for the Scaramouche for three seconds.

"No, why would I want that kind of guy to live? Tsk tsk tsk, I'd better get out of here."

After thinking about it for a moment, the Childe realized that the Scaramouche were no longer his allies, so he didn't need to worry about them anymore.

Fortunately, the Childe simply took Keqing and Yelan and ran away.

At the same time, a loud bang came from behind the Childe again.

Chapter 383: The Death of the Scaramouche, Your Friend Aha is Now Online

"Boom!"

At this moment, the battle between the Scaramouche and Mo Wang continued at Guyun Stone Forest.

No, this can probably no longer be called a battle.

In just a few minutes, the Scaramouche had been smashed to pieces by Mo Wang.

"Why is this happening?! This isn't right!"

At this moment, the Scaramouche, seeing Mo Wang still relentlessly pursuing them like a demon, were completely unable to calm down.

He had already gained immense power, and he could easily defeat that bastard Tartaglia (in reality, it wasn't easy).

Why am I still being crushed by this blond guy?

Where exactly did things go wrong?

"Scaramouche!"

Mo Wang then delivered another punch, punching a gash into the Scaramouche's body.

At this moment, the Scaramouche felt that if Mo Wang punched them a few more times, they would really die.

"Aha! Give me strength! I need even greater strength!"

At this moment, the Scaramouche gritted their teeth and immediately asked Aha for help.

However, this time it took Aha quite a while to respond to the Scaramouche.

"Huh? You still want more power? That won't do. You've already reached the limit your body can handle. If you keep going like this, you'll die."

Although it sounded like Aha was concerned about Mo Wang, to the Scaramouche, Aha seemed to be just watching a show.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm telling you to hurry up and give it to me!"

The Scaramouche didn't have time to listen to what Aha was rambling on about.

Will he die if he continues to absorb power? Of course he knows that.

As Puppet made by Thor, the biggest problem with the Scaramouche is its poor quality.

Whether as a human or Puppet, it's of substandard quality.

It seems that the Scaramouche, as Puppet, can contain a lot of power, making him much stronger than an ordinary person.

But in reality, this guy's talent is essentially fixed.

It's impossible to raise the ceiling any further.

In the land of Sumeru, Scaramouche wanted to become a god. He found the weakest Dendro Archon to trick, but when he tried to contain the Gnosis, he had to create a giant radish.

That's barely enough to call him a god. (Although the Lesser Lord Kusanali had only been around for five hundred years, and was considered the weakest by the Scaramouche, who could have imagined that there would be a Fou later? Fou's acting skills were too good. Oh right, Sword Fou might not be weak, but she was Pure Water Spirit who became a god, and had stayed at home for hundreds of years without ever coming out or fighting. If she didn't use her divine authority, she might even be weaker Fou.)

Given the current Scaramouche ' bodies, they might break first.

"Alright, alright, let's get this straight: I don't care what happens after I give you that power. Also, be nicer to me; you're still my subordinate, aren't you?"

"Wow! This power!"

As soon as Aha finished speaking, the Scaramouche felt a powerful force flow into his body.

At that moment, he felt completely invincible.

What trash Cryo Archon, what Thor God, none of them are his match! Now he even feels that the Heavenly Principles are just so-so.

Before the Scaramouche's maniacal laughter could fully erupt, Mo Wang's fist slammed into his face like a meteorite. With a muffled thud, the Scaramouche's body crashed into the ground, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere. His face was almost caved in, his mechanical joints creaking under the strain, and electric currents shot out from his shattered body.

"Invincible, huh?!" Mo Wang stomped on his chest, fist raised high, cold rage burning in his eyes. "You can't beat anyone, can you?!"

With the second punch, the Scaramouche's head sank deeper into the ground once more. His vision began to blur, and all he could hear was Mo Wang's angry curses and the sound of bones shattering.

"You idiot! All you do is mess around! What a load of crap you're doing!"

Each punch was accompanied by a furious shout, and the Scaramouche's consciousness gradually dissipated amidst the excruciating pain. The strength he was so proud of seemed utterly laughable at this moment; Mo Wang's fist seemed to carry an absolute suppression, crushing all his arrogance into dust.

"Why... why is it still not working..." The Scaramouche's voice was hoarse and broken, and the mechanical core emitted a buzzing sound on the verge of collapse. He tried to raise his arm to resist, but Mo Wang twisted it off, and the parts scattered all over the ground.

"Because you've never understood—" Mo Wang grabbed his collar, half-lifted him up, and clenched his fist with his other hand, gathering strength, "Power isn't something that can be given by others, nor can it be mastered by going crazy!"

With a final punch, the Scaramouche's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the distant rock wall. He slumped to the ground, his eyes completely extinguished.

Aha's voice echoed in his mind, with a mocking sigh, "Oh dear, this is truly... tragic."

"However, it's my turn to play now. Sorry, little Puppet, it's your turn to log off."

At this moment, Mo Wang stared at the 'corpses' of the Scaramouche and remained silent for a moment.

Even after eliminating the Scaramouche, Mo Wang's anger had not subsided.

On the contrary, it became even hotter.

"We still need to find that guy Aha. Where did that bastard go?"

Mo Wang gazed around the Guyun Stone Forest Pavilion, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

Just then, Mo Wang suddenly turned around and discovered that the body of the Scaramouche had regained its strength, and was even more terrifying than before.

"Aha?"

Under Mo Wang's watchful gaze, the previously shattered body of the Scaramouche was filled with a powerful force, and within just a few seconds, the Scaramouche was devoured.

Instead, something that seemed plausible but was actually false was presented.

"That's right! It's me Aha! My dear Emanator, we've finally met again!"

It was that familiar yet repulsive voice again.

The voice of Aha came from the Scaramouche's body; in fact, Aha had now completely taken over the body.

"Aha! Was all of this part of your plan?!" Hearing Aha's infuriating voice, Mo Wang was even more furious.

"Hehehe, didn't expect that, did you, Mo Wang! That's right, it's all under my Aha's, control!"

The more annoyed Mo Wang looked, the harder Aha laughed.

"From bringing you here to taking control of this guy's body, it was all my doing Aha!"

"I knew it! You wouldn't give the Scaramouche any strength so easily!"

"So, from the very beginning, you were already planning to take over his body!"

Mo Wang never expected that Aha had already started planning this so early.

The body of Scaramouche, being a body designed to contain the consciousness of God, is naturally qualified to contain a part of Aha's consciousness.

It's just that the Scaramouche themselves are too fragile.

However, in Aha's view, this was not a big deal at all.

If he wanted to, he could use the Scaramouche to rebuild a body that would allow him to descend.

Aha, he actually plans to personally step onto this stage.

Mo Wang hadn't considered this at all.

At most, he guessed that Aha planned to use the Scaramouche, the Clown, to cause him some trouble.

Unexpectedly, as the game progressed, Aha started playing for him himself.

"So what if you come in person! Even if you come in your true form today, I'll still kill you!"

Mo Wang raised his hand and slashed at Aha.

"Whoosh—!"

Mo Wang's blade grazed Aha's clothes, its sword energy cleaving the entire cliff behind her in two. Amidst the deafening roar of collapsing rocks, Aha twirled around as if dancing, lightly patting her chest and laughing, "That was close! Just a hair's breadth away!" She deliberately gestured with her fingertip to indicate the tiny distance, her mouth stretching from her mask to her ears. "If it had been three millimeters off, it might have torn my new clothes!"

"You son of a bitch...!" Mo Wang's pupils suddenly contracted, and the power of his [Elation] destiny within him surged like boiling magma. The air around him began to distort, and countless golden patterns emerged from beneath his skin—a sign that he was pushing the power of his destiny to its limit. The blade in his right hand hummed and burst forth with a hundred-meter-long blade of light, even stirring the clouds in the sky into vortexes with this power.

Aha suddenly whistled, "Wow, that looks really painful!" She said, bouncing backward like the Clown toying with a wild beast in a circus, "But..."

The snap of fingers produced a crisp, explosive sound.

Mo Wang Wang's sword-wielding motion suddenly froze. He looked down at his chest in disbelief—the surging golden patterns were rapidly fading, as if an invisible pump was drawing power away from his body.

Even more terrifying is that the unbreakable connection between him and the destiny of "Elation" has vanished like a rope cut by scissors.

"Surprised?" Aha spread her arms and spun around. Suddenly, a sky-covering halo of destiny unfolded behind her, one half of which was frantically devouring the golden light stripped from Mo Wang. "Two destinies are too cheating~" He stomped his foot playfully. "Give me one, that's fair!"

The entire Guyun Stone Forest began to tremble.

With each word Aha uttered, more of the power of [Elation] was stripped from Mo Wang's body. As the last wisp of golden light Aha Aha's body, he sighed contentedly, while Mo Wang knelt on one knee, the tip of his blade deeply embedded in the ground, barely managing to support his body.

"Look, now we're equals, single-fate players!" Aha hopped closer, then suddenly leaned down and whispered in Mo Wang's ear, "But you tell me..." His voice abruptly twisted into a maniacal shriek, "What if they took the [The Preservation] too?"

"So, the Aeon can do this? Steal the power bestowed upon others?"

At this moment, Mo Wang finally understood the meaning of what Aevum meant when he said, "Do not let others bestow upon you the power of destiny."

That makes sense; when Aeon bestows power upon someone, it's essentially like having a Emanator.

How can you let your subordinates take away your power and then not be able to control them?

Just like a bank vault, granting Emanator to others is equivalent to the owner distributing the spare key of their vault to their steward.

Although the butler can be used normally, the owner can take back the butler's key at any time.

"Oh dear, this won't do. The power of [The Preservation] was given to me by that old stubborn man. It won't be easy for me to take it away."

Just as Aha was reaching out his hands to Mo Wang while shaking his head helplessly.

Suddenly, a surge of violent power erupted from Mo Wang's body once again.

Originally, the power of Destruction within Mo Wang's body was suppressed by the combined power of multiple destinies.

However, after Aha sealed off the main force of [Elation], the power of [Destruction] completely spiraled out of control.

"That's right! Make me more interesting!"

"Mo Wang! You really are the best playmate!"