Chapter 351 The First Mushroom Cloud

"Hahaha."

Seeing this, Mo Lan burst into laughter, and his voice echoed over Marquis Morse.

"Mors, from today, the south of the mountain range is mine. If you dare, I will dare to drive a chariot and start pushing your entire kingdom across.

And if you dare to let master-level fighters come out to deal with me, haha, I hope you can hide well and don't be found by my chariot.

Of course, you may be able to guess, how many chariots do I have? "

Mo Lan's voice made Marquis Morse and others shudder, followed by a rising rage.

The Marquis of Morse was furious, but then he felt powerless. Whether it was an individual or a knight group, the master-level combat power of the entire kingdom had only so much foundation in the country.

The master level can indeed deal with this kind of chariot, just like the Silver Knights just now, as long as it is given a certain amount of time, even elemental metal can't stop its minions.

Masters can deal with chariots, but only masters can deal with chariots. Other than that, no one or knights can resist them.

And if there are really a few such chariots, then the newly established Morse Kingdom may have reached the eve of destruction.

The Marquis of Morse was burning with anger, but he was tightly suppressed and couldn't vent it. He didn't dare to move his seventh-level combat power. He had nothing to do with Mo Lan.

But at this moment, a loud noise caught his attention. He turned his head and saw a group of projectors jumping up and down. This immediately made him even more irritable, and he shouted.

"Clear the king capital, the projectors of the entire kingdom, kill them all!!!"

Players who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement:? ? ?

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"kill!"

The well-behaved Lion Knights suddenly burst into flames, reacted instantly with fast cat steps, adjusted their pace, and rushed towards many players.

"Fuck, what does it matter to us?!"

"You group of projectors are not good people, all of you are going to die?"

"Lord Marquis, Lord Marquis, it's none of our business, we and Mo Lan are at odds! You can't deal with Mo Lan, we can help you deal with Mo Lan!

You need us! "

The Marquis of Morse, who was burning with anger, originally planned to kill him and let it be discouraged, but when he heard this, his anger suddenly became even greater.

"I can't deal with Mo Lan?! Then I can't deal with you?

Kill me, kill them all, don't keep a single one! "

One of the presidents who had just spoken suddenly thumped when he heard the words, and realized that he had said the wrong thing in a hurry.

Looking at the menacing Lion Knights, he was full of anger for being soft-spoken all the time. He is usually a doormat, but now that his posture is so low, he still has to be unforgiving. If it was death, he immediately cursed angrily, regardless of what happened.

"Damn Morse you're a piece of shit!"

As soon as the voice fell, the scene fell into dead silence for an instant. Everyone looked at him, and Morse was stunned. He pointed at himself and at the president.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen your father's handsome face. If I haven't seen it, I'll take a few more glances."

The president jumped violently.

"If you can't offend Mo Lan, then you can offend me, right?

Swallow your breath, play a game and become a doormat, I won't play with you anymore, I don't want anything, go to hell, I'm tired, destroy it! "

After the chairman's voice fell, Marquis Morse suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Suddenly turning his head to look in the direction of the palace, he saw a person rising into the sky almost from the position of the palace.

This person burst out with extremely strong fighting spirit, even outside the city, he could feel his strength.

And his flying speed is much faster than Mo Lan's way of flying by himself, and he is very flexible, just like a natural flying creature, turning flying into instinct.

Such an extremely powerful person was recognized by the Marquis Morse just after he flew up and burst into momentum. Just when he was a little confused, the earth began to shake, and the sky and the earth seemed to tremble accordingly. Only the president's voice echoed in his ears.

"Destroy!"

boom! ! ! !

Infinite flames and dust rose from the palace and rushed to the sky. The black and red explosions were filled with lightning and thunder, like the end of the world, and the world wailed for it.

A mushroom cloud symbolizing ultimate destruction slowly blooms.

The soaring figure looked extremely small and fragile in front of the rising mushroom cloud.

The figure that was originally rising straight up encountered a mushroom cloud halfway, and lightly collided with the mushroom cloud, and was thrown away like a stone.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the mushroom cloud representing ultimate destruction, and at the figure thrown away by the mushroom cloud.

Getting closer, getting closer, the stone was thrown in this direction, and gradually it looked like a person.

The figure approached, then passed the Marquis of Morse, and continued to fly towards the distance. When passing by the sky above Mo Lan, the speed was already much slower, and Mo Lan subconsciously aimed and fired with the elemental cannon.

boom!

The graceful parabola of the figure's flying was interrupted, and it was blasted into the sky by the elemental cannon.

"Not broken?!"

Mo Lan suddenly got excited, and controlled the element cannon one shot after another, one shot after another.

If one shot fails, another shot will be fired. Everyone's eyes widened, watching this figure continue to fly to new heights.

Marquis Morse was stunned when he saw it, and then roared.

"Mo Lan!!!"

boom!

"Oh, it's broken."

Mo Lan shattered the figure with a single shot, and subconsciously replied after hearing Marquis Morse's words.

"Well, why?"

The scene fell into silence for an instant, and Mo Lan suddenly realized something.

"Ahem, man, what did you do to make our Marquis of Morse so angry?"

"Oh, I blew up his palace."

The president shrugged his shoulders, and he didn't think it was a big deal, and began to use magic to amplify the conversation. Mo Lan originally wanted to change the topic, but he suddenly became interested.

"How did you do it, the palace is so big!"

"Use gunpowder."

"Gunpowder? What gunpowder?"

"Black powder."

"How is it possible, how much black powder can make a mushroom cloud??"

Mo Lan said in disbelief.

"It's not much, just mobilize tens of thousands to less than a hundred thousand people. All the guilds in our capital are organized together in partnership, and it took more than a month to collect materials to make it.

Doesn't normal detonation use explosives to explode at key nodes?

I'm not very good at counting nodes, and I'm not sure where they are, so I simply used black powder to lay a layer under the entire palace.

Later, considering the low power of black powder, after thinking about it, I decided to put more and more.

After all, these nobles are too strong, too much, if they don't plan to point their cards, I'm afraid they will be wiped out one day, and they haven't complained yet. "

The president said rather shyly.

"Awesome!"

"You. You"

The Marquis of Morse was so angry when he heard the conversation between the two that there was no one else around, he couldn't speak out.

"What are you, you, the palace is blown up, and you will be returned."

Mo Lan said unceremoniously when she heard the words, her voice was a bit wrong, it was very close.

The Marquis of Morse felt something was wrong, looked up, and found Mo Lan came back in the chariot again.

This woke up the Marquis of Morse. Looking around, he suddenly found that the surroundings were faintly surrounded by groups of players.

The anger in Marquis Morse's heart disappeared completely, and he only felt a chill on his back and a chill in his heart.

What do they want?