Mowang: Hey, Sampo, would you be interested in worshipping Aha?

At that moment, raging flames appeared directly on Sampo's lower body.

To be honest, the quality of Sampo's clothes is top-notch.

It was actually set ablaze by the Judgment, and surprisingly, it didn't immediately turn into charcoal.

"Um, shouldn't we put out the fire?"

On March 7th, he asked the people around him with some uncertainty.

If we keep burning them, what if we end up cremating them before we can save them?

"Don't worry, I think he's about to come back to life!"

Just then, Sampo's previously ashen face suddenly regained its color and even turned red.

"Ah!!!!!!!"

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Suddenly, poor old Sampo let out a loud cry and then started rolling around in the snow.

Good heavens, that trail of black smoke and flames—if you didn't know better, you'd think someone was having a barbecue.

"My butt! My butt!!! Help!"

At this point, Sampo started shouting and yelling.

He originally intended to roll on the ground and use the snow to put out the fire.

But Sampo was surprised to find that the fire on his body could not be extinguished by snow at all.

"What the hell is this?! Help!"

"Don't just stand there! Help!"

At that moment, March 7th grabbed Dan Heng and rushed towards Sampo, kicking him on the spot.

"Holy crap!"

Sampo, who was kicked hard by March 7th, immediately fell to the ground and said that his tailbone was about to crack.

"Little girl, what are you doing? I asked you to put out the fire, not to kick me!"

Sampo was on the verge of tears.

He felt like he was about to be fully cooked.

"Don't panic! I've heard that the best way to put out a fire is to kick it hard! You wait, I'm coming right away!"

Before Dan Heng could even speak, March 7th had already kicked him twice more.

"No, no! Not there! Ah!!!"

On March 7th, after a few more kicks, Sampo was truly in tears.

"Mo Wang, put out this fire quickly!"

Seeing this, Old Yang quickly called out to Mo Wang beside him.

"Huh? Put out the fire? I don't know how!"

Mo Wang stared blankly at Old Yang. What? The fire of the Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment could be extinguished? How come he didn't know he was still using this move?

"You!"

Old Yang slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing that the Mo Wang in front of him was somewhat different from the one he remembered. It seemed that this Mo Wang hadn't yet obtained his powers.

Just then, Dan Heng also approached. The three of them looked at each other in dismay as Sampo was engulfed in flames.

"Hey, want to go together?"

Mo Wang and the other two nodded to each other, and then... joined the army kicking Sampo.

"You bunch of bastards! Keep it down! Help! Murder! Where are Belobog's guards? Are they all dead?!"

At that moment, Sampo, who was experiencing four times the happiness, began to...

All he wants now is for Belobog's group to come and save him.

Otherwise, he would truly become the first Masked Fool to be burned at the stake.

Chapter 125 Mo Wang: Brother Sampo, are you interested in believing in Aha?

The flames on Sampo's body lasted for about ten minutes. When Sampo was almost burned to death, Mo Wang remembered that he seemed to have the Core of Ice on him, and then he extinguished the flames on Sampo's body.

"Ah Qiu!"

At that moment, a group of people sat around a bonfire made of Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment.

In the very center was Sampo, whose entire body had been burned away, and who was now almost resembling an Africa chieftain. At this point, all he had left was a white cloth tied around his buttocks, provided by who knows who. He looked utterly miserable.

At this moment, Sampo's face was completely devoid of its usual flamboyance; instead, it was filled with deep sorrow.

Even if he was a classic Masked Fool, a guy destined for Path of Elation, he was no longer able to be happy at this point.

"Excuse me, sir, are you alright?"

At this moment, March 7th, sitting opposite, cautiously asked Sampo.

"Ha, something's wrong? How could something be wrong with me Sampo? That's ridiculous."

As Sampo spoke, he subconsciously touched his hair.

But in the end, all they got was a handful of charcoal.

He was hiding in the snow and almost froze to death because he didn't pay attention to the time.

He was finally rescued, but then he almost got set on fire.

Even her own clothes, props, and even her hair were gone.

Although Aha, as the Nihility Star God, is someone who can laugh out loud even when he's being teased, Sampo is clearly not at that Boundary yet.

Rather, most Masked Fool probably wouldn't find it funny at all.

"Sampo, actually... you look pretty cool like this."

Mo Wang scratched his head, trying to break the awkward atmosphere with a lighthearted tone, "Look at this charcoal-colored skin, isn't it unique! No one would dare to mess with you on the street."

Sampo raised his head, glanced Hollow at Mo Wang, and his lips twitched slightly as if he wanted to laugh, but ultimately he couldn't. He looked down at his bald arms, then touched his bald head, and sighed, "Cool? Ha, yeah, so cool that I can hardly recognize myself."

Seeing this, March 7th quickly interjected, "Oh, don't say that! Hair can grow back, clothes can be bought again, as long as you're alright! Besides, your experience is so special, it'll definitely be a legendary story when you tell others!"

Sampo gave a wry smile, his voice a little hoarse. "Legend? Yes, he almost froze to death, then almost burned to death, and in the end, he became an ' Africa chief.' If this story got out, people would probably laugh their heads off."

Upon hearing this, Mo Wang quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no, who would laugh at you! Your experience was so thrilling and exciting, people would be envious! Besides, isn't life full of surprises and challenges? Doesn't this just prove how resilient you are?"

Sampo was silent for a moment, a complex look flashing in his eyes. He murmured softly, "Resilience... Ha, but I can't feel any resilience in myself right now."

Those around them were speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere became even more awkward.

Why does it seem like the more you try to comfort them, the worse their mood gets?

After several minutes of silence, Sampo took a deep breath and finally managed to calm himself down.

To be honest, while I may not be able to Elation other things, at least my mindset is definitely good.

"Forget it, out with the new, in with the old. It's just a few strands of hair. I, Sampo, don't make a living off that."

Sampo's lips curled up slightly, as if he had returned to his former carefree self.

"Hey, that's more like it. You have to keep a good attitude, bro. It's just a little burn. You can make a funny video about it and maybe even make some money."

Seeing that Sampo's mindset had improved, Mo Wang immediately said.

"That's right, huh? That's a good idea, indeed. Should I find a film crew to make a movie about what happened to me?"

No one expected that Sampo's mindset would improve so quickly. Mo Wang had only said one sentence, and Sangbo was already thinking about how to use his experience to make money.

"This mentality is, to be honest, really outrageous."

I'm speechless about March 7th. How can there really be such an optimistic guy in this world?

"So, sir, why did you end up lying here in the middle of nowhere? And almost freeze to death here?"

At this moment, Old Yang asked Sampo a question.

"Don't even mention it. How should I put it? I ran into some trouble in the city, so I came out to hide for a while. But I never expected that I would collapse on the ground halfway and never get up again."

"It was a miscalculation. I, Sampo, with my illustrious reputation, actually encountered something like this."

Sampo shook his head, feeling utterly humiliated this time. If his colleagues found out, he'd probably be laughed at for at least three years. Especially that wicked woman, she'd probably spread his story throughout the entire universe.

"But thankfully, I have the help of my family members. Otherwise, I, Old Sampo, would really have died here."

Sampo then looked at the people around him with a relieved expression.

"How come we're family all of a sudden? This person is way too friendly!"

Looking at Sampo on March 7th, I felt there was something strange about him. He didn't seem like a good person.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked who your family members are yet. May I ask who you are?"

"Um, we are..."

"That's right! We are the Masked Fool, the guardians of peace throughout the universe! Our motto is to do good deeds anonymously!"

Just as Old Yang was about to introduce himself, Mo Wang jumped out from the side and left everyone present speechless with a single sentence.

Sampo: (ー`′ー)?

Dude, you're the Masked Fool, so who am I? Since when did people start impersonating the Masked Fool? Pretending to be the Masked Fool in front of him? Is this even possible?

Also, when did the Masked Fool become associated with doing good deeds and saving the universe?

"Wait, when did we become the Masked Fool? I didn't know that?"

At this moment, March 7th stared at Mo Wang Wangdao with a dumbfounded expression.

"Huh? Doesn't that count? We've traveled through different worlds and saved countless lives, so how come we're not the Masked Fool?"

"I think what you're talking about should be called Kamen Rider..."

"Cough cough cough, it's all the same. Anyway, I believe in Aha, do you?"

"Not even close! And when did you start believing in Aha? Aren't you on Path of Destruction?"

At this moment, March 7th said silently.

"Hmm? Mo Wang is the one Path of Destruction? But I remember him as the one of Erudition."

Old Yang blinked when he heard what March 7th said.

"Erudition? How does he seem like Erudition? I seem to remember him as the Hunt."

At this point, even Dan Heng, who had been keeping silent, could no longer hold back.

"What are you all talking about? I'm clearly a standard Elation, okay? Look, I've even laid out my destiny."

At that moment, Mo Wang revealed his destiny.

Those who saw this thing immediately fell silent.

Sampo, in particular, was completely bewildered by this group.

"No, are you really a team? How come you can say there are so many different fates?"

Sampo was at a loss for words. Given the situation, he was starting to believe that these people were in the same industry.

Most people wouldn't be that happy.

"Wait a minute? I really remember him being the one who Destruction things."

March 7th touched his head, wondering if he had traveled through time.

"I remember, it was the Hunt..."

"Uh... it seems he used to be the Hunt? Wait, why do I remember he used his Erudition too?"

After a moment of contemplation, Old Yang felt his Remembrance starting to become confused.

"Ahem, what was that again? Actually, I've had all these destinies."

At this moment, everyone saw that Mo Wang's fate was changing like a revolving lantern, constantly shifting back and forth.

Destruction, the Hunt, Erudition, Remembrance... basically, there were over a dozen known destinies and unknown destinies.