Because this can only mean that the only ones Victoria can target are the other goddesses!
After quickly climbing out of the pile of rocks, Mozo said to Victoria:
"Please trust me again!"
But Mozo was the exit. He saw a pair of extremely white thighs completely in his sight, and then he was stepped back into the pile of rocks by Victoria.
"Believe you, let me believe you again?"
"Have you forgotten what happened the last time you asked me to trust you?"
"You actually went to find that damned Ilúvatar behind my back!"
Victoria said as she stomped her foot hard on the ground again.
With a loud bang, the surrounding mountains were shattered by this blow.
"You dare to ask me to trust you again now?!"
After shouting this indignantly, Victoria reached into the ground again and easily picked up the disheveled Mozo:
"How can I still trust you?"
But this time, what answered Mozo was not any anger or violence, but Victoria who finally burst into tears.
Not only did Victoria let go of Mozo instantly, she also hugged him.
In response to this, Mozo, who still looked embarrassed, was stunned for a while.
It was Victoria who slowly hugged herself.
He gently patted the other person's shoulder and said:
"I know I can only blame myself for all this."
In fact, it is impossible to blame Mozo too much for the goddesses. After all, until Miss Audrey appeared, Mozo, who was trapped in the special zone, could only think that the dream opera was really just a dream.
Since it's just a dream, why talk about all this
It would be better to say that Mozo always remembers to be a human being even in his dreams, which is a very, very rare thing.
But for a person like Mozo, he can only be blamed for all this.
Besides, who could he blame
I can only bear it alone!
Although the final result became a little ambiguous as he discovered more things.
But before everything became clear, Mozo's only solution was still the one he had told the witch Ashikana in the spirit world.
Maybe he will find a better and more perfect way in the end.
But before that, he must proceed strictly according to this method!
Because compared to the unknown, the consequences and feasibility of this method are within Mozo's acceptance and control.
Although the other methods and possibilities seemed very good, he could not afford to gamble or lose.
Thinking of this, Mozo hugged Victoria tightly and said:
"I know I have no credibility with you right now, but I ask you to trust me one last time, Victoria!"
Mozo's serious voice made Victoria's sobbing slowly stop.
"Please believe me. After defeating the exiles, I will definitely give you and everyone else the best explanation!"
After hearing this, Victoria slowly raised her head in Mozo's arms and said:
"What are you going to do?"
Mozo looked straight at Victoria and said:
"All I can say is that I will definitely give you and everyone else a perfect enough answer!"
"So, Victoria, please give me enough time, okay?"
The two sides stared at each other for a long time before Victoria lowered her head and said:
"Okay, I'll trust you again, but I also have to let you know that if you don't give me this so-called best explanation, then I will go get the explanation I want myself!"
"Please understand, Angel, you won't like my method! But I won't give up, because I've already given you a chance!"
When she said the last sentence, Victoria, who had just lowered her head, raised her head again with an even more serious expression than Mozo and said this.
Looking at Victoria like this, Mozo suddenly thought of Sanchez's advice - the betrayed goddesses will be the nightmare of the whole world!
Mozo knew that if he failed, everything would definitely turn out to be the worst!
After all, Victoria's answer is actually the answer of the other goddesses.
They can't blame Mozo, and they can't blame themselves. They can only blame others!
The Queen and Lani were just a little lucky.
Without waiting for Mozo to think further, Victoria pushed Mozo aside and said sideways:
"Please get down to business, King Leonidas!"
"I still have to go to Lord Cambelo. Don't worry, you are just your Storm King Leonidas, and I will only tell them that the missing person is not Victoria, but the Angel I am familiar with!"
"Grandriel, I won't ask or verify these questions about Sanchez's prophecy, but you must remember that there is a deadline!"
Facing such a Victoria, Mozo could only remain silent for a long time before he bowed to Victoria and said:
"Please wait for me, Victoria! And please believe me, Victoria!"
Victoria did not answer, but remained in her sideways position.
Seeing this, Mozo took a deep breath and left.
He was going to Mir to unite with the Great Forest and the Dwarf Clan.
The powers of treants and dwarves should not be ruled out.
After Mozo left, Victoria, who had just been standing sideways, slowly turned her body and looked in the direction where Mozo left. After a long while, she stretched out her hands in front of her with a sense of loss. It seemed that Mozo was still in front of her, but she soon put down her hands and said:
"I believe in you and I will wait for you, my Angel."
This is Victoria's answer to Mozo. It is also the answer of the goddesses to their king.
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While Mozo and the gods were busy preparing everything, the exiles were naturally not idle either.
Most of them are hiding in the spiritual world, quickly and steadily recovering the vitality they have lost due to years of imprisonment.
Recovering vitality is difficult outside the spiritual world where there is almost nothing, but it is very simple in the real world and the spiritual world.
After all, they are just weak in spirit and energy, not suffering from any hidden illness.
Of course, there was also a small number of exiles who had already begun their actions the moment the prison door opened.
In the mountains that belong to the dwarves.
The sound of the bronze bell, which had not been played for nearly a thousand years, was echoing throughout the valley.
In the customs of the dwarves, iron bells represent timekeeping, silver bells represent meetings, and gold bells represent oracles.
The bronze bell represents defense against enemies!
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At first, the dwarves, who had lived in peace for many years, hardly noticed the difference in the bells.
They were still busy with their own work, and then they wondered why the bell was suddenly rung today, and then they realized that the bell that was rung today was the bronze bell representing defense against the enemy!
With a click, the wine glass in the hand of a dwarf fell to the ground unconsciously the moment he reacted.
This three-ring glazed gold cup, which could be sold for hundreds of gold coins in the hands of human nobles, was unfortunately broken without anyone caring.
It also seems to have started with this sound.
The dwarves hiding in the mountains were instantly excited!
The dwarves living in the mountain towns were all in a panic, rushing towards the only safe zone in their minds, carrying their families and belongings.
The sounds of exclamations, cursing, prayers, calls for help, and shouts mixed with the sound of huge footsteps emerged above the valley.
At the end of the crowd outside the city were the Dwarf Guards who were loudly urging the residents outside the city to go into the mountains.
The dwarf guards, covered in heavy steel armor, have completely lost their former composure.
Dwarves are different from elves. Although dwarves can be considered immortal compared to humans, they are far from the level of elves, who can still mobilize thousands of veterans after thousands of years of not fighting a war.
The old soldiers of the dwarves will be completely replaced every two or three hundred years.
Moreover, the quality of the recruits of both sides was still very different. Compared to the elves, who Mozo had repeatedly said had almost no shortcomings except for their extreme xenophobia, the dwarves were more like humans, and even worse than humans in many cases.
Therefore, the Dwarf Guards, who have enjoyed peace here for thousands of years, not only cannot compare with the elves, they cannot even live up to their identity as an elite force of the Dwarf Guards.
Not only do they lack combat experience and military literacy, they also lack the all-important heart of a warrior!
After all, nowadays, the role of the Dwarf Guard is not only not the original guard of the Iron Throne, but it is not even used to protect the existence of the dwarf race.
Today, the Dwarf Guard is just a place used by forging nobles to gild their own children and enjoy a good life.
They are safe and highly respected, glamorous and profitable.
It really is the perfect place to be!
Look, I just sent that good-for-nothing child at home to the safe, comfortable and prestigious Iron Guard Camp, and he suddenly turned into a promising and talented man who can stand out from the crowd!
That's why today, the Dwarf Guards appear so incompetent and panicked.
Because the problems they show are far from being as simple and understandable as panic at the critical moment of battle.
Their bigger problem was that the Iron Guard armor, which was designed and supervised by King Tiexin himself and passed down from generation to generation, was too thick and heavy, so it was thinned down layer by layer by successive generations of Iron Guards, both overtly and covertly.
It was obvious that they were sent by their families to be iron guards because they were incompetent, but they showed amazing talent in how to thin their armor without making any sound.
At this point, the Iron Guard Armor that was once able to save lives from high-sequence enemies has become just a showpiece.
After all, what is inside today's Iron Guard armor is not the dwarven tempered steel embedded with layer upon layer of prayers and blessings, but the vampire silk that is breathable in summer and warm in winter.
Using this thing would definitely be a top-level enjoyment, but counting on it to save your life would be a huge joke.
The Dwarf Guards' armor has become a joke, not just their own.
They themselves also seriously lacked the combat qualities that an army should have. They only knew to ring the bell to warn their tribesmen to defend against the enemy. But they didn't know what to do after ringing the bell, or they had no idea how to distinguish who the incoming enemy was, and how to deal with enemies of different levels.
They were just trying in vain to open the city gate according to their own understanding, which was cruel in the situation, but should never be opened.
Then, they were even more at a loss as to what to do and urged the already panicked refugees to block the city gate even more panickily.
This not only cut off the subsequent guards from climbing up the city wall, but also made it difficult for the refugees outside the gate to move forward.
Even the bell was rung by a high-sequence guard who slapped a row of guards in the face one by one before ringing the bell with their heads.
At first, this high-sequence dwarf who had just returned from outside to take up his post had not noticed that the Iron Guard Armor in his hand had become an embroidered pillow. At that time, he had always thought that the Iron Guard Armor was so light and had a strange feel.
As a result, when the dwarf iron guard who he had smashed against the bronze bell had his head and helmet broken into pieces, he suddenly woke up and fell to the ground.
This was not because he regretted accidentally killing the son of a forging noble, but because he was terrified by the huge hidden danger he saw through this!
The Dwarf Iron Guard and Iron Guard Armor, which represent the highest honor of King Ironheart and subsequent generations of Dwarf Kings, have become like this.
What about the other places he hasn't seen yet
If this place, which is almost impossible to go wrong, has gone wrong, then there is no need to think about other places? !
The dwarves are finished.
This was the only thought of the high-sequence dwarf at the moment.
In fact, it was almost as he thought.
Ever since they took refuge in what is now the Fell Mountains and welcomed a thousand years of peace, the forging nobles have slowly lost themselves in the gradual accumulation of wealth.
Relying on successive dwarf kings and dwarf gods, they had accumulated four level-0 sealed objects. Not only did they think they had nothing to worry about, they even absurdly indulged themselves in everything except smelting.
Because they think that this is convenient for themselves and also gives them a handle, which can increase their wealth and reduce their enemies.
As for external enemies? You must be kidding. The four major dwarf clans each possess a level zero seal!
Many churches of the true God cannot afford such luxury!