Are the weird goddesses still obsessed with this non-existent person until today
Blame the world for playing tricks on him? Blame the original for not giving him a warning? Blame the gods for not giving him some blessings
I can't blame anyone, I can only blame myself...
No one else can take the blame except Mozo.
This was also the most powerless Mozo had ever been.
Everything is your own choice!
After rubbing the corners of his eyes, Mozo began to hypnotize himself.
It is true that this prophecy was clearly directed at him, but anything is possible!
The prophecies of the God of Prophecy cannot be violated, but this is not an iron rule!
What cannot be violated is the prophecy itself, not the prophecy as understood by the prophet!
At least as far as Mozo knew, there were many predictions whose results were completely opposite to the predictor's understanding.
The ironclad proof that prophecy cannot be violated is the blasphemous slate that predicted the death of the original. The classic example that contradicts the interpretation is the revenge war of the dragon race!
After the first god of prophecy, Grunfell, predicted the death of the original, he also predicted the outcome of the dragons' war of revenge.
The prophecy that Grunfeld received was that the gods would live forever, but the dragon race would decline.
This made the public and the ancient gods think that the revenge war of the dragon race was a pure joke in the early and middle stages of the Age of Gods. Therefore, they fought on their own without any worries. After all, at that time, the comrades who had rebelled against the original together had become enemies driven by greed!
But what happened? The gods are indeed eternal, and the dragon species are indeed weak, but it is not the ancient gods who are eternal!
Therefore, Mozo believes that this prophecy is still very feasible!
Thinking of this, Mozo couldn't help but look at Sanchez. Fortunately, he kept this guy!
And today, we can use this guy to completely separate the Lord of Painting Shadow and Mozo!
Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, there will be a Mozo involved, which would be too tempting to speculate.
Mozo was always weak about this before, and now after receiving the unified prophecy from the two gods of prophecy, Sanchez and Buffy Morse, Mozo is even more weak.
Mozo immediately smiled and said to Sanchez:
"In this case, I think our first phase of cooperation has come to a perfect end!"
This is a happy answer. Sanchez also nodded happily and said:
"It's great that you think so. But you said the first stage, what comes after that?"
"There's no rush for what happens next. I'll contact you when I need you!"
"That?"
"You can leave now!"
Mozo respectfully made a gesture of invitation to Sanchez.
This answer surprised Sanchez a little, but after a brief thought, Sanchez couldn't figure it out and could only leave with a smile.
If you can't figure it out for now, just forget about it. Sanchez doesn't want to stay in someone else's home court all the time.
Looking at Sanchez who disappeared in an instant, Mozo also showed a satisfied smile.
He needed Sanchez to confirm that Mozo and the Lord of Shadows were different people.
But Mozzo couldn't take the initiative to tell Sanchez about this, because according to common sense, why should two people who have nothing to do with each other care about such a thing
So what Mozo needs to do is to let people know two pieces of news subtly - the Lord of Painting Shadows has returned with his Victorian Dynasty, and at the same time, the King of Purging is still reorganizing the government in the Fog City.
As for how to get the news to the right people, that's the role of letting Sanchez go.
Sanchez usurped the throne of Sequence Zero as Sequence One. Such a person would definitely not wait obediently for Mozo's notification.
First, Sanchez doesn’t have much time left, and second, no one dares to put his life in the hands of others!
Therefore, Sanchez will definitely look for other people to cooperate with. At the same time, the return of the Lord of Painting Shadow will definitely attract the attention and investigation of more forces.
Once Sanchez seeks cooperation with these forces, will the other party ask Sanchez to confirm the authenticity of the Lord of Painting Shadow
It's like killing two birds with one stone.
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Outside the world in the painting, in front of the city gate of the old royal capital.
More than half of the towering walls that were filled with blessings have collapsed.
Countless buildings were also completely destroyed in the battle between the two high-sequences.
If both sides were not in bad condition and had their own thoughts, Mozo would probably have to come out early to prevent the two sequences from collapsing this super-large cave.
Even so, not only did a large number of buildings in the Old King's Capital collapse, but even the tunnels that had been reinforced by the orcs experienced small-scale collapse.
The battle was fierce and ended quickly.
Both the Great Shaman and Gohor paid a huge price.
But in general comparison, the Great Shaman suffered much more miserably.
Because at this moment, a dry and skinny body was lying on the ruins of the city wall.
If it weren't for the slight movement on the chest of this body, anyone who saw it would think it was just a corpse.
This is the Great Shaman. The sacred Behemoth that once towered over the walls of Gobi has now completely disappeared.
The only thing left was the skinny old man in front of him.
Following a distortion of brilliant colors, Mozo, who had opened up the world in the painting, walked out of the world in the painting and came to the presence of the great shaman.
Looking at the skinny orc in front of him.
Although the two sides are enemies, Mozo still maintains basic respect.
He squatted down and drew a long white cloth that the orcs often used to wrap the corpses of warriors, and then he personally covered the great shaman with it.
In the culture of the orcs, the long white cloth is considered to symbolize the purity of the soul. It is said that this is also the essence that the goddess Leia once glimpsed. As a result, the orcs began to yearn for the white color that represents the pure soul.
In response, the Great Shaman said in a weak voice:
"Thanks."
Mozo, who was squatting next to the Great Shaman, nodded and said:
"You deserve it."
Then he looked up again and said:
"You sent Sal away?"
The Great Shaman moved his head up and down with difficulty and said:
"Yes, I felt something was wrong and sent His Highness away early. But, haah, but, you, are you the God Angor?"
"yes."
This is obvious.
"And then, you are also wearing an orange mask?"
"Yes. I'm Angel, and I'm also the Orange Mask!"
"Hahaha, it turned out to be like this, it turned out... ahem! Was it doomed to fail from the very beginning?"
Although this dried-up body could no longer shed tears, Mozo could clearly feel the Great Shaman's sorrow and regret.
"I gave you a chance. You can't blame anyone else."
These words made the Great Shaman completely silent.
"So I won't save you. You'll probably die soon, so is there anything else you want to say?"
298 Victory Like the Ocean
The Great Shaman accepted his own death very calmly, or it could be said that at this moment he didn't even bother to think about how he could survive.
The Great Shaman was just thinking quickly in his last moments about how to use the remaining time to complete what he should do.
"Is the transaction between His Majesty King Monger and you personally or with Wuxiang Courtyard?"
Is this what you want to say at the end of your life
Mozo raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded and said:
"It's a personal deal with me."
At that time, Mozo was not using the identity of Wuxiang Courtyard, nor was he using the identity of Ingres. He was using another identity.
But at this moment, Mozo did not intend to say it out loud. Although the great shaman was about to die, the other party was still an enemy who did not know how to be satisfied and advance or retreat.
Being able to say this is already a personal kindness from Mozo.
The Great Shaman seemed to see that Mozo didn't want to go into details about this matter, so he changed the subject and said:
"I know my next request is shameful. However, the orcs really cannot bear the malice of another god."
Mozo could see that the Great Shaman was relying on his last breath to stay alive. This was admirable, but it was not a reason for Mozo to give in.
"I've said this before. I gave you a chance, but you asked for this outcome."
The Great Shaman reluctantly shook his head and said:
"I know, I know, respected God Angor. I don't expect you to forgive our ignorance and greed for nothing."
This answer was expected by Mozo, but how should I put it:
"You want to make a deal with me? As an orc Sequence One, if you were alive, you would be qualified to trade with me and make promises, but you are about to die."
"It's a bit too much to say that a dead angel's promise is worthless, but I guess you have no right to say that in front of me, right?"
"Saar, you can trust His Highness Saar."
As he spoke, the Great Shaman took out a half-carved wood sculpture from behind him and handed it to Mozo:
"You, just take this to Sal, and Sal will believe it."
After receiving this wooden sculpture that had no extraordinary power, Mozo couldn't help but say:
"Aren't you afraid that I might do something unnecessary?"
"Haha, you really love to joke. All your actions in front of the canyon have already demonstrated your pride and persistence. You won't do these things."
Mozo nodded, put away the wood carving and continued:
"In that case, we should be able to talk."
"Ha, thank you, thank you for your kindness and generosity. Respected, respected God Angor. Well, I, I intend to give you a quarter of the treasure that King Monger left for us to ask for your forgiveness!"
"There's absolutely no definite idea what's in there."
Mozo was as cold and mercenary as a businessman at the moment. But this was what he should do. He and Victoria didn't care. But the lives of the survivors needed to be carefully planned and planned.
The survivors can't keep hiding in this dark place. In the past, they could only survive as survivors, but now he and Victoria are here and they are still hiding.
That doesn't make sense.
"That's right, but you should know that the treasure inside is most likely to be used to restore the country. If not, then the deal will naturally be invalid."
"Okay, I'll accept that, too. If the item is suitable, I can promise not to pursue any of your previous blasphemies."
"Thank you again for your generosity, but I still intend to continue talking to you."
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
"That's right, that's right, ahem, if possible, I'm willing to use half, no, two-thirds of the treasure in exchange for your help."
"Help? Are you counting on a human god to help you orcs restore your country? I think even if King Mung left behind a lot of things, it shouldn't be worth this price, right?"
"No, not something so stupid as this."
"What is that?"
Mozo was really curious at this moment. It had nothing to do with the transaction, it was just pure curiosity.
"Victory Church. I hope you can go to the Holy Mountain of Victory Church and personally negotiate with the Pope of Victory Church to ask them to stop hunting our tribe. The price of the transaction is all the remaining treasures."
"Hunting by the Victory Church?"