Players Please Respect Yourself

The psychedelic blue border defines the size of the portal. This gate, which symbolizes the passage of life, is closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No— This time, Aum couldn't maintain his king's 'calmness' and screamed.

If he still has enough space in his hands to be the Faye, he might be able to barely fight against him, but no matter how precious the Faye's life is, who would care about it when the battle line collapses?

I just lost a large amount, where can I get enough Mages now?

Despair is falling on every Atlantean.

At this time, the two generals and earls on Vico's side could not calm down at all.

No matter how fierce Leviathan is, he is not an adult after all. If he really wants to fight with all his life, he might still be able to fight. The key is that the black-armored man in the middle has bottomless strength!

Deep and deep, he seems to exist, but also seems not to exist.

Until the moment you die, never wonder what cards such a man has.

Besides, how can a man who can tame such a powerful evil god and top-level sea monster be a weak chicken?

Isn't the fiasco of Duke Louis and the army of Atlantis enough proof?

The two earls riding the megalodon broke into sweat.

At this time, Vico slowly stepped out and said loudly: Arthur! That's enough, don't scare my old friend. From the moment you used the name Jason Momoa, I knew it was you gone.

Huh huh?

Little question mark, do you have many friends?

The two earls were surprised, but Wang was the most surprised.

Excuse me, what relationship do I have with the important minister on the opposite side?

Wang Hao had learned about the situation of the Kingdom of Atlantis from the generals under Louis. Of course he knew that there was a black-clothed prime minister, Vico, who was one man under one man and over ten thousand men.

But now it sounds like the boss opposite is his... elder! ?

There was a sincere and warm smile on Vicko's square face, and even the wrinkles on his forehead stretched out: My child, you have worked hard. You were hunted down by Aum's hunting troops, and you were even exiled to this place for a while. In such a ghostly place, you can still kill a piece of the sky. Sure enough, gold will shine wherever it goes.

Wang Hao: ...

Wang Hao and his subordinates all cast their eyes on the ceremony.

Of course Wang Hao knew that as long as he gave an order, the group of sand sculpture players or direct subordinates under him would rush up and tear up the old man who spoke words he couldn't understand.

But... what's going on?

Wang Hao could feel that his fused body had a certain sense of excitement. Even if the soul of Jason Momoa, the former owner, has completely dissipated, the warm feeling lingering deep in his body will not lie.

Wang Hao didn't respond, but the two earls were a little more generous.

Admitting the wrong person, this is not a hot face and a cold butt, this will wipe out the group in minutes!

I know I'm sorry for you! I couldn't stop Aum from harming you. Vico took a deep breath, his face was full of bitterness: I can't protect you, it's our elders who are wrong. But you also have to do it for your mother Telana thinks about it, she has tried her best. These two are your mother's guardian knights. They have endured the worst torture and were demoted... But without them, your mother would not be able to successfully meet your father Momoa ...

Vico didn't go on talking, and the two generals next to him silently took off their armors. One showed an arm with criss-cross scars that seemed to have been gouged by the velociraptor's fangs, and the other showed his right chest, which had no skin on it. All that can be seen are the muscles nailed with rows of staples.

Wang Hao was silent.

He could feel the arrival of 【Fate】.

He's not Jason Momoa, and in theory he shouldn't have to admit it.

Once he thought about it carefully, he understood that if he hadn't transmigrated into such a powerful body of Jason Momoa, even if he could live on with the title of [Savior], he wouldn't be able to achieve what he is today.

Jason Momoa's exaggerated body functions and perfect fusion of water blood are the biggest foundation for his seemingly endless rise in strength.

After all, Wang Hao spoke, the voice was not loud, but spread throughout the kilometer radius through mental power.

Uncle Vico, the Jason Momoa you know, was dead at the moment he was abandoned in this [Land Forsaken by God], even his soul disappeared. He prayed in despair, but responded The last person he begged in his life was not an Atlantean, but the land people you despise the most.

Wang Hao was absolutely telling the truth, but others sounded like he was pouring out his anger.

The players are also listening to this.

I don't know why, the old players like [Scorching Dawn in the Sky] who have been mixed with the little lobster people, suddenly have a strong sense of pride-it turns out that we helped the boss get ahead!

Wang Hao continued: Bastard? Maybe so! The current Jason Momoa not only has the blood of Atlantis and land people, but also the blood of the Black Dragon and [Lost Kingdom]. I'm so sorry for a bastard—

The tone is flat, and the strong irony overflowing in the words can really be heard by anyone.

Vico and the two old guardian knights were stunned on the spot.

What shocked them even more was that the soldiers of the Abyssal Legion did not respond. This is really hard to accept for the Atlanteans who only believe in the supremacy of blood.

This is the difference in values.

Players of the Celestial Dynasty only have strength first, not to mention mixed blood, as long as they are strong enough, so what if they are not human?

When playing Warcraft, so many people went to the tribe to play Tauren and Bones, isn't it because they are talented enough?

By the way, so what if Aum's blood is pure? Isn't it beaten like a dog now?

Fortunately, Wang Hao didn't let Vike and the others get stuck for too long.

Wang Hao has already realized that this thing is the law of karma. He took Jason Momoa's body, even if it is a dedicated combat body in this world, he must bear this karma.

Oh! Forget it! Uncle Vico, I won't make things difficult for you. You will be treated as honored guests and receive hospitality from [Abyss City]. Of course, you can't stop me from killing Aum! Wang Hao's eyes were frighteningly cold .

The truth has long since been revealed that Jason Momoa is actually a prince who is half-brother to the current King Orm.

No matter what the reason is, since Aum will never let Wang Hao go, Wang Hao will definitely not be a saint, so why not forgive his brother.

He doesn't have such a brother, if he doesn't take away the ashes of this guy, wouldn't he always have to be on guard against this guy going back and forth?

Vico's mouth squirmed for a long time, thinking of the horrible treatment Jason suffered in the past, Vico finally closed his eyes: Son, no matter what your choice is, this is your right! I just hope you can understand in the end, Revenge isn't everything...

He didn't even finish speaking when he felt the army of the abyss begin to pass him, rustling towards the remnants of Aum in the distance behind him.