These big shots are actually me

Do the strange goddesses still yearn for him, a non-existent person, to this day?

Is the world playing tricks on him? Do you blame Yuanchu for not giving you a reminder? Do you blame the gods for not blessing you?

You can't do it. If you want to blame it, you can only blame yourself...

No one else but Mo Zuo can take this blame.

This is also the most powerless time Mozo has ever experienced.

Everything is your choice!

After rubbing the corners of his eyes, Mozo also started to 'hypnotize' himself.

It is true that this prophecy is basically directed at him, but everything is possible!

The prophecies of the God of Prophecy cannot be violated, but this is not an iron law!

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 prophecies whose results were completely opposite to the prophet's understanding.

The irrefutable proof of prophecy is the blasphemous Tablets which foretold the death of the Prime. A typical example that contradicts the interpretation is the dragon species' revenge battle!

After the original god of prophecy, Grymphy predicted the original death, he also predicted the outcome of the dragons' revenge battle.

The prophecy that Gryffindor received was that the gods would remain forever and the dragon race would decline.

This has always made the public and the ancient gods think that the revenge war of the dragon species is a pure joke in the early and even middle stages of the Age of Gods. Therefore, they can rest assured and fight on their own. After all, at that time, the comrades who once rebelled against the original together had become enemies driven by greed!

But the result. The gods do exist forever, and the dragon species does weaken, but it is not the ancient gods who will last forever!

Therefore, Mozo believes that the prediction here is very feasible!

After thinking about this, Mozo couldn't help but look at Sanchez. Fortunately, he kept this guy!

And today, I just used this guy to completely separate the Lord of Painting and Shadow from Mo Zuo!

Otherwise, if something happened, there would be Mo Zuo hanging around, and that would be too imaginative.

Mozo was vain in the past, but now that he has obtained the unified prophecy from Sanchez and Buffy Morse, the two gods of prophecy, Mozo is even more vain.

Mozo immediately smiled and said to Sanchez:

"In this case, I think our first phase of cooperation has come to a perfect conclusion!"

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's next?"

"There is no rush for the rest of the matter. I will naturally contact you when needed!"

"That?"

"You can leave now!"

Mozo made a very respectful gesture to Sanchez.

This answer surprised Sanchez, but after thinking for a short time, Sanchez couldn't think of a reason and could only leave with a smile.

If you can't figure it out for the time being, don't think about it. Sanchez doesn't want to stay in someone else's home court.

Looking at Sanchez who disappeared in an instant, Mozo also showed a satisfied smile.

He needs Sanchez to confirm that Mozo and the Master of Shadows are different people.

But this cannot be done by Mozo himself, because according to common sense, why should two beings who have nothing to do with each other care about this kind of thing?

So what Mo Zuo needs to do is to let people get two pieces of news subtly - the Lord of Painting Shadows is back with his Victoria Dynasty, and at the same time, King Purging is still reorganizing the government in the Fog City.

As for how to spread the news to the right people, that is the role of letting Sanchez go.

Sanchez usurped the position of Sequence Zero as Sequence One. Such a person would never wait for Mozo's notification.

First, Sanchez doesn't have much time, and second, no one dares to put his life in the hands of others!

Therefore, Sanchez will definitely look for other people to cooperate. At the same time, the return of the Lord of Painting will definitely attract the attention and investigation of more forces.

And once Sanchez finds cooperation with these forces, will the other party ask Sanchez to confirm the authenticity and authenticity of the Lord of Painted Shadows?

Killing two birds with one stone is nothing more than that.

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Outside the world in the painting, in front of the city gate of the old royal capital.

The towering city wall filled with blessings has collapsed more than half.

Countless buildings were also completely destroyed by two high-sequence battles.

If both sides weren't in bad shape and had their own thoughts, I'm afraid Mozo would have had to come out in advance to prevent the two sequences from collapsing this super large cave.

Even so, not only did a large number of buildings in the old capital collapse, but even the tunnels reinforced by the orcs also suffered 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 is still much more miserable.

Because at this moment, a dry and thin body was lying on the ruins of the city wall.

If it weren't for the small amount of ups and downs on this body's chest. I'm afraid whoever comes to see it will think it's just a dead body.

This is the Great Shaman. The sacred Behemoth who was once taller than the city wall has completely disappeared at this moment.

The only thing left was the skinny old man in front of him.

With a burst of brilliant color distortion, Mozo, who had painted the world, walked from the world in the painting to the great shaman.

Looking at the skinny orc in front of him.

Although the two sides were enemies, Mozo still maintained basic respect.

He knelt down and drew a long white cloth that the orcs often used to wrap the corpses of warriors, and then personally covered the great shaman's body with it.

In orc culture, 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 whiteness that represents the pure soul.

In response, the great shaman also said in a weak voice:

"Thanks."

Mozo, who was squatting next to the great shaman, nodded and said:

"You deserve it."

After saying that, 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, ha, but, you, are you God Angel?"

"yes."

This is obvious.

"Then, then, you are also an orange mask?"

"Yes. I am Angel, and I am also an orange mask!"

"Hahaha, it's actually like this, actually...ahem! Is it doomed to failure from the beginning?"

Although this dry body could no longer shed tears, Mozo could clearly feel the great shaman's sorrow and regret.

"I gave you a chance. It's no one else's fault."

These words made the great shaman completely silent.

"So I won't save you. You should be dead soon, so is there anything else you want to say?"

298 Victory like the ocean

Regarding his own death, the great shaman expressed his acceptance very calmly. In other words, at this moment, the great shaman did not even bother to think about how he should survive.

The great shaman just spent his last moments thinking quickly about how to use the remaining time to accomplish what he should accomplish.

"Is His Majesty King Mengge's transaction with you personally or with Wuxiang Courtyard?"

Is this the last thing you want to say in life?

Mo Zuo raised his eyebrows slightly and then nodded and said:

"It's a personal deal with me."

At that time, Mo Zuo was not using the identity of Wuxiang Courtyard, nor was he the identity of Angel. He was using another identity.

But Mozuo didn't intend to say it out at this moment. Although the great shaman was about to die, the other party was always an enemy who was never satisfied and never wanted to advance or retreat.

Being able to say this is already Mo Zuo's personal kindness.

The Great Shaman also seemed to see that Mozo didn’t want to go in depth on this matter, so he also changed the subject and said:

"I know my next request is shameful. However, the orcs really cannot afford the malice of another god."

Mo Zuo could see that the great shaman was relying on his breath to stay alive at this moment. This is admirable, but it is not a reason for Mozo to give in.

"As for this matter, I have said that I will give you a chance, and you will bring about the outcome."

The great shaman shook his head reluctantly and said:

"I know, I know, respected God Angel. I will not have the illusion that you can forgive our ignorance and greed."

This answer was expected by Mo Zuo, but how should I put it:

"You want to negotiate a deal with me? As a Sequence 1 orc, if you are alive, you should be qualified to make a deal and promise with me, but you are going to die soon."

"It's a bit too much to say that the promise of a dead angel is worthless, but I guess you are not qualified to speak in front of me, right?"

"Sal, you can trust His Highness Sal."

While talking, the great shaman took out a half-carved wooden sculpture from behind and handed it to Mozo:

"You, just take this to Sal, and Sal will believe it."

After taking over this wooden sculpture without any extraordinary power, Mo Zuo couldn't help but said:

"Aren't you afraid that I will do something unnecessary?"

"Haha, you really love to joke. All your actions in front of the canyon have shown your arrogance and persistence. You will not 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 Angel. Well, I, I plan to give you a quarter of the treasures His Majesty King Meng left for us to use to request you. forgive!"

"It's completely unclear what's in there."

Mo Zuo was as cold as a philistine businessman at the moment. But that's what he should do. He and Victoria had nothing to do with each other. But the lives of the survivors require careful planning and planning.

The survivors can't always hide in this dark place. In the past, they could only live with their status as survivors, but now he and Victoria are here and still hiding like this.

That doesn't make sense.

"Yes, but you should know that the treasures inside are most likely to be used to restore the country. If not, then the transaction will naturally be invalidated."

"Okay, I accept this. If the thing is suitable, I can promise not to pursue all the blasphemy you have done before."

"Thank you again for your generosity, but I plan to continue talking to you."

"Say it, I'm listening."

"Yes, yes, ahem, if possible, I am willing to use half, no, two-thirds of the treasure in exchange for your help."

"Help? Do you expect a human god to help you orcs recover? I think no matter how much King Meng leaves behind, it's probably not worth the price, right?"

"No, not something stupid like that."

"what is that?"

Mo Zuo was really curious at this moment. It had nothing to do with the transaction, it was just pure curiosity.

"The Holy See of Victory. I hope you can go to the Holy Mountain of the Holy See of Victory and personally discuss with the Pope of the Holy See of Victory to ask them to stop hunting our tribe. The price of the transaction is all the remaining treasures."

"Hunting by the Holy See of Victory?"