Mu En was afraid. In all his long years, he had never felt such terror.
At that moment, he understood all too deeply what it meant for disaster to spring from the mouth.
He truly wanted to slap Xuan Zi to death right now.
Why the fuck did you have to provoke him for no reason? What the hell did his lecture have to do with you? You just had to stick your nose in.
Great. From the looks of it, he was about to massacre the city.
The power of that previous shot had already been terrifying enough. If another came, even he would suffer more than he could bear.
But the situation now was clearly no longer a matter of just one more shot.
How had the man managed it, anyway? He could actually control so many high-grade Soul Cannons directly.
Leaving aside how he had built them, the soul power consumed just to activate this many Soul Cannons would be a bottomless pit.
But he was in no position now to wonder whether the man could activate them. The soul-guidance patterns on them had already lit up, an unmistakable sign that they were about to fire.
"A fight to the death? Aren't you thinking a little too highly of Shrek?"
Mo Lin laughed at Mu En's words.
A fight to the death, really? Saying that in this situation was like a child arguing, "If you keep doing that, I won't play with you anymore."
Childish and laughable.
He was merely kind, not a pushover. If it really came to a fight, he was even more dangerous than Evil Face.
Humans often assumed that someone easy to talk to was less dangerous.
But the truth was precisely the opposite, because people who were easy to talk to usually had the latent capacity to kill without blinking.
By the time you realized that, it was usually too late.
"Ah, I'm still too kind. If I'd known it would turn out like this, I would have let Evil Face come."
After all, Evil Face was far more decisive than he was and would never give the other side any room to beg for mercy.
Blood and slaughter were what he liked.
"Let's do this. Cut off one of his arms, plus a finger from that Dai Huabin fellow, and we'll call it settled."
Mo Lin looked at Mu En and gave him a harmless smile.
Yet that expression sent a chill through Mu En's entire body, as though the one staring at him was not human at all, but a demon wearing human skin.
At that moment, Xuan Zi had only just recovered his senses. Hearing Mo Lin's words, he immediately felt fury blazing in his heart.
Just as he thought Mu En would ignore the demand, a cold gleam flashed past.
Then came a burst of excruciating pain. Mu En had forcibly severed one of his arms.
"Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being so loose-lipped."
To prevent Xuan Zi from making any more outrageous remarks, Mu En knocked him unconscious on the spot.
Clap, clap, clap-
"Decisive indeed. Just what I'd expect of the Dragon God Douluo."
Mo Lin looked at Mu En with a trace of admiration in his eyes.
He liked clever people who knew what was good for them. They saved him a great deal of trouble, after all.
There was one thing he shared with Evil Face: a hatred of trouble.
"Go to the Inner Academy and summon Dai Yueheng. Have him handle it."
Mu En ignored Mo Lin and instead addressed the Elder standing closest to him, sending him to find Dai Yueheng.
As the Sea God Pavilion Master, he could lay hands on Xuan Zi, but he could not attack a student.
That was a matter of principle. Besides, the other man was clearly backing Huo Yuhao.
That made this a private matter, unrelated to their Shrek.
As for whether Dai Yueheng would do it, that was not something he needed to consider.
The Soul Cannons overhead had yet to be withdrawn. Anyone who was not an idiot would know what to do.
It was only a finger. At worst, they could restore it afterward.
With Shrek's current capabilities, that was entirely possible.
"Yes, Mu En."
Without engaging further, the Elder turned and left.
Watching his departing figure, Mu En turned his gaze back to Mo Lin.
"Do you have any other demands?"
Mu En's question carried an implication. After all, Xuan Zi was not the only person here who had offended Mo Lin.
There was also Yan Shaozhe, who lay on the ground after Mo Lin had knocked him unconscious with a punch.
"No. And you don't need to treat me like some utterly irredeemable villain. I'm actually quite easy to talk to under normal circumstances."
"Unless you provoke me, of course."
He did not care what happened to Yan Shaozhe.
In fact, if Xuan Zi had not run his mouth, he most likely would not have caused such a commotion.
After all, he loved peace more than anything.
"Have you thought it through, kid? Are you staying here, or should I take you to the Body Sect?"
Mo Lin looked at Huo Yuhao and resumed their unfinished discussion.
Meanwhile, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, who had been hiding in Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness all along, kept shouting inside his mind.
"Go to the Body Sect! This is no place to linger!"
What a joke. Why keep staying here?
They had nearly wiped the whole place out in one fell swoop. Wouldn't staying here be outright provocation?
Mo Lin couldn't stay here forever. Once he left, what if some blind fool came over and went down in flames with them?
He and Huo Yuhao were one now. If anything happened to Huo Yuhao, he would be finished too.
Especially now that they had finally found a powerful backer, and that backer clearly favored the Body Sect.
As the saying went, cater to someone's tastes. Wasn't this an obvious opportunity to make a good impression?
"Shut up, little silkworm. Keep yelling and I'll connect your ass to your mouth."
Mo Lin's displeased voice rang through Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness.
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was scared half to death. He hurriedly curled into a ball and did not dare make another sound.
"Go to the Body Sect. This place no longer suits you."
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had fallen silent, but another voice sounded within the Sea of Consciousness.
"Oh, you're awake, Electrolux. What a coincidence."
Mo Lin's tone toward Electrolux was noticeably more courteous than it had been toward Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.
It could not be helped. That worm was simply too annoying, and, more importantly, of no use to him. Merely refraining from slapping him already counted as restraint.
"Yes. I just woke up."
Electrolux's tone was calm. Clearly, this was not his first time dealing with Mo Lin.
"Leave this to me. Shrek really isn't a good place."
Although he had only recently awakened, Electrolux still knew something of the current situation.
To be honest, he did not much like Shrek either. The people here were all a little too driven by personal gain.
It was not that this was necessarily bad, but it was no good for Huo Yuhao.
The boy's temperament was already extreme, to the point that the slightest provocation would make him bristle and explode.
Put kindly, he was young, hotheaded, and immature. Put bluntly, he was courting death without a brain in his head.
If he did not learn restraint, he might die without even knowing how it had happened.
"Yuhao, you cannot be willful this time."
Like a kindly elder, Electrolux patiently counseled Huo Yuhao with earnest words.
He knew that Huo Yuhao had not agreed to leave Shrek solely because there were friends here whom he could not bear to leave.
He was a child who cherished his bonds. Asked to sever everything and leave, he certainly could not do it immediately.
He needed a little time to adjust.
Mo Lin naturally understood that, which was why he had given him time.
But by now, he was actually growing somewhat impatient. After all, once he finished up here, he still had to go back for dinner.
If he went back late, Ye Xingmeng might very well knock him on the head with a spatula.
Meanwhile, in the original world, in the Star Dou Great Forest.
Mo Lin (Evil Face) was lying on the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's back, a stalk of Blue Silver Grass he had casually plucked from the roadside dangling from his mouth, his legs leisurely crossed.
"I'm telling you, God of Evil, are you fucking done yet? I told you I'm not interested in your God Position. If you've really got nothing to do, go play with your wife. Stop bothering me."
"I'm not into what you're offering."
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