Mo Lan burst out laughing when he saw this, and his voice echoed in the sky above Marquis Morse.
"Morse, from today on, the south of the mountain range belongs to me. If you dare, I will drive a chariot and start to overthrow your entire kingdom.
And if you dare to let the master warriors come out to deal with me... Haha, I hope you can hide and not be found by my chariot.
Of course, you can probably guess how many tanks I have?"
Mo Lan's voice made Marquis Morse and others shudder, followed by rising rage.
Marquis Morse was angry, but then he felt powerless. Whether it was an individual or the knights, the entire kingdom's master-level combat power and national heritage were limited.
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 metals cannot stop its minions.
The master level can deal with chariots, but only the master level can deal with chariots. Other than that, no one, not even the knights, can resist them.
And if there were just a few of these chariots... then the newly established Morse Kingdom might already be on the eve of destruction.
Marquis Morse was filled with rage, but he was suppressed and could not vent it. He did not dare to move with seventh-level combat power. He had no way to deal with Mo Lan.
At this time, a burst of noise caught his attention. He turned around and saw a bunch of projectors jumping up and down. This immediately made him even more irritated and he yelled.
"Clear the royal capital and the entire kingdom of projectors, kill them all!!!"
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"kill!"
The well-behaved Lion Knights suddenly jumped up, using fast cat steps... The Lion Knights reacted instantly, adjusted their pace, and ran towards many players.
"What the hell does it have to do with us?!"
"You projectors are not good people, why don't you all die?"
"Lord Marquis, Lord Marquis, it's none of our business. We and Mo Lan are at odds with each other! You can't deal with Mo Lan, but we can help you deal with Mo Lan!
You need us!"
The furious Marquis Morse originally planned to kill him to discourage him, but when he heard these words, his anger suddenly became even greater.
"I can't deal with Mo Lan?! Then I can't deal with you?
Kill them all, leave no one behind!"
The president who had just spoken suddenly made a sound 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 filled with anger for always speaking softly. He was usually a doormat, but now that his attitude was so low, he still had to be unforgiving. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, anyway.
It was death, so he immediately started cursing angrily regardless of trivial matters.
"Damn it Morse, you're a loser!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell into dead silence. Everyone looked at him. Morse was stunned and pointed at himself and the president.
"What are you looking at? I've never seen your father's handsome face. If you haven't seen it, just take a few more looks."
The president said angrily.
"If you can't offend Mo Lan, you can offend me if you go along with him, right?
You swallow your anger, play a game and become a doormat. I won’t play with you anymore. I don’t want anything anymore. Go to hell. I’m tired. Let’s destroy it!”
After the president finished speaking, Marquis Morse suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
Suddenly he turned his head and looked in the direction of the palace, and saw a man rising into the sky almost where the palace was.
This man burst out with extremely strong fighting spirit, and his power could be felt even outside the city.
And his flying speed is much faster than Mo Lan's self-propelled flying method, and he is very flexible, just like a born flying creature, turning flying into instinct.
Such an extremely powerful person was recognized by Marquis Morse as soon as he flew up and exploded with momentum. Just when he was a little confused, the earth began to shake, and the heaven and earth seemed to tremble. Only the president's voice echoed in his ears.
"Destroy it!"
boom!!!!
Infinite flames and dust rose from the palace and rushed into the sky. The black-red explosion was accompanied by lightning and thunder, as if the world was coming to an end and the world was mourning.
A mushroom cloud symbolizing ultimate destruction slowly bloomed.
The figure rising into the sky looked extremely small and fragile in front of the rising mushroom cloud.
The figure that was rising straight up encountered a mushroom cloud midway. It lightly touched the mushroom cloud and was thrown away like a stone.
Everyone stared with wide eyes at the mushroom cloud that represented the ultimate destruction, and at the figure thrown away by the mushroom cloud.
Getting closer and closer, the pebbles were flying towards this direction, and gradually we could see the appearance of the person.
The figure approached, then passed Marquis Morse, and continued flying into the distance. When it passed over Mo Lan, the speed had slowed down a lot, and Mo Lan subconsciously aimed and fired with the elemental cannon.
boom!
The graceful parabola that the figure was thrown into was interrupted, and it was suddenly blasted high into the sky by an elemental cannon.
"Not broken?!"
Mo Lan suddenly became energetic and controlled the elemental cannon one shot after another, one shot after another.
If one shot fails, another shot will be fired. Everyone's eyes widen as they watch the figure keep flying to new heights.
Marquis Morse was stunned when he saw it, and then yelled.
"Mo Lan!!!"
boom!
"Hey, it's broken."
Mo Lan shattered the figure into pieces with one shot. Hearing Marquis Morse's words, he subconsciously replied.
"Well, what for?"
The scene fell into silence for an instant, and Mo Lan suddenly realized something.
"Ahem, brother, what did you do to make our Marquis Morse so angry?"
"Oh, I blew up his palace."
The president shrugged, not taking it too seriously, and began to reply using a magic loudspeaker. Mo Lan originally wanted to change the topic, but upon hearing this, 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 does it take to create a mushroom cloud??"
Mo Lan said in disbelief.
"Not much, just tens of thousands...less than 100,000 people were mobilized. All the guilds in our royal capital worked together to organize it, and it took more than a month to collect materials and create it.
Doesn't normal detonation use explosives to explode at key nodes?
I'm not very good at counting nodes, and I wasn't sure where they were, so I simply used black gunpowder to lay a layer under the entire palace.
Later, considering the low power of black gunpowder, I thought about it again and decided to put more, and then a little more.
After all, these nobles are too powerful and have gone too far. If I don’t plan to use my trump cards, I’m afraid they will be destroyed one day without any way to complain.”
The president said rather shyly.
"Awesome!"
"You...you..."
Marquis Morse was furious when he heard the two people chatting with no one around, and he was too angry to say anything.
"What are you doing? The palace has been blown up to pay back you."
When Mo Lan heard this, he retorted without any politeness, his voice was a bit wrong, he was very close.
Marquis Morse felt something was wrong. He looked up and found that Mo Lan was driving the chariot back again.
This made Marquis Morse wake up. He looked around and suddenly found that he was 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.
