"What the hell, Ethan, what's wrong with you Ethan?" Fang Mo couldn't help but have a surprised expression on his face when he saw this scene: "No... If you want to enjoy the same treatment as Stark, you can tell me directly. Ah, we are all old friends, so if you want to ask me for treatment, there is no need to do so, right?"
"Little...be careful..." Ethan was a little unconscious after being bombed. At this moment, he could only give a reluctant reminder: "There...are a group of crazy people coming outside..."
"Ah!" The sudden explosion and the attending doctor flying in covered in blood seemed to frighten the two congressmen, especially the short and fat congressman, whose whole face was so frightened that his face was completely pale: " This... what on earth is going on? Could it be that we have also encountered a terrorist attack?" This person was talking.
There was also a sound of footsteps outside the door. Fang Mo took the opportunity to look outside and found a small group of people slowly walking towards here.
There were probably more than a dozen people on the other side, but they looked like a chaotic mess. Not to mention they were tall, short, fat, and thin, and even their skin color and age varied.
The only similarity is that they all wear hoods, some are sweater hats, some are windbreaker hats, and a few of them are simply dressed like cos mages. At this moment, the faces of these people are all wearing hoods. With a fervent expression, he quickly surrounded several people.
"Congressman Keoli, Congressman Enruth." After everyone here came in, the leader took off his hood and greeted the two congressmen calmly: "Good afternoon, you two, I guess it's okay. If we don’t introduce ourselves, you should be able to guess our identities, right?”
"What do you want to do?" The tall congressman looked a little ugly. He did recognize the identity of the other party. He was the cult with supernatural power just mentioned...a fanatical believer of the Burning Order.
"We have received a message." The leader of the fanatics is a white young man. Of course, he looks very irregular. Not only does he have several ferocious tattoos on his face, but he also wears several earrings on his ears. His smile at the moment is mixed with A bit of undisguised disdain: "After discussion, our stupid government officials seem to be planning to recall the Avengers."
"Where did you hear this news?" The tall congressman denied without blinking: "We are just here to investigate the background information of this hospital. It has nothing to do with the Avengers..." However, it was unexpected. What's strange is that before the congressman even finished explaining, the fanatic in front of him suddenly took a step forward and punched the congressman in the stomach. There was only a bang, and the tall congressman suddenly He clutched his stomach and fell down with a face full of pain.
"You are just a bunch of fat-headed scum, and you still want to lie to us?" The leader of the fanatics looked down at the congressman on the ground, and then stepped on his head, crushing him hard while saying: "I tell you , the great Lord Sargeras knows everything, but you are as despicable as ants in his eyes, and you are still trying to deceive my lord's will?"
"I didn't lie to you..." The congressman whose head was stepped on struggled to defend: "We really didn't..." Just as the congressman was trying to defend, a sentence suddenly sounded not far away.
"Oh, they really planned to retrieve the Avengers just now." This sudden sentence sounded, and all the fanatical believers immediately focused their attention on the congressmen, and the two congressmen's hearts also pounded, and they were sweating uncontrollably. Start to come out.
"You like to lie to people, don't you?" The leader of the fanatics glanced at the congressman on the ground, then clasped his hands together and took out a bright blue coral blade: "Very good, I hope your limbs can be as hard as your mouth ." After saying that, he swung his knife and cut off the congressman's arm.
"Uhhhhh!!!" The severe pain instantly caused the congressman on the ground to scream, but soon, several more fanatical believers suddenly stepped forward, threw out chains, and hung the congressman to the ground. air
"No, no, no..." When the short congressman on the other side saw this scene, he was so frightened that he almost fainted. He subconsciously took several steps back. Then, perhaps because he was too scared, he turned around in a panic and turned towards Fang Mo asked for help: "Mr. Fang Mo! Help me! Please!"
"No, why should I save you?" Fang Mo asked, spreading his hands.
"You are the most powerful Avenger..."
"Wait, stop it." Before the other party could finish speaking, Fang Mo immediately interrupted him: "I have to make it clear to you that I have never joined the Avengers from the very beginning. I did not join the Avengers in the Battle of New York. I solved the alien invasion, but I just helped my friends fight, and it has nothing to do with the Avengers. After all, I took revenge on the spot, so there is no need to be like that."
"What...what..." The short congressman seemed confused when he saw this.
"I can't help it. I can only say that I understand the thoughts of you stupid superiors very well." Fang Mo directly spread his hands: "I have predicted your prediction from the very beginning. Do you know why? Because I know how disgusting you are, and to put it bluntly, if I hide two BC Youquan cubes in my basket, you politicians can send your mother to my house the next day to make me a full set of Wanwan style... …”
"I..." After hearing what Fang Mo said, the congressman here didn't seem to know what to say. At this moment, the leader of the fanatics not far away seemed to have noticed Fang Mo, and he turned around in confusion and asked, "Has this guy participated in the New York War?"
"It seems so, sir." When the other believers heard this, they quickly explained to their leader in a low voice: "He is the god on earth, the strongest avenger who single-handedly suppressed the alien portal. ink."
"Sir..." A few believers seemed to know Fang Mo a little, and they were a little scared at the moment and said, "How about... we should retreat first?"
"Retreat! You coward with weak faith!" Seeing his subordinates cowering, the leader of the fanatical believer seemed a little angry, and slapped him directly in the face: "This one is called Fang No matter how strong Mo's guy is, can he still be stronger than the great Sargeras? You have simply brought shame to my lord!"
"Yes... I'm sorry, sir..." The believer who was slapped seemed to realize his mistake, and his expression immediately became firm again: "My Lord Sargeras is the strongest!" As for Fang Mo, who was not far away.
After listening to the conversation between the fanatics, he couldn't hold his nerve. Fang Mo said that he was indeed not as strong as Sargeras... Of course, this was not nonsense. After all, both of them were himself. How could he be stronger than himself, despite the characteristics of this card?
But Fang Mo thought this was funny. But the fanatic believers on the other side didn't think so. Especially the leader, who actually had the guts to be happy when he saw Fang Mo, frowned and immediately asked Fang Mo in a cold voice: "Why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing." Fang Mo tried hard to control his expression: "I just thought of happy things..."
"Are you mocking our faith?" The leading cultist on the opposite side didn't say much. He directly raised his hand and threw the bright cyan blade at Fang Mo: "Go to hell, I will never allow it." Anyone dares to disrespect Lord Sargeras."
"Be careful!" Seeing the sharp blade flying straight towards him, Strange couldn't help but shout nervously.
He has seen this move before. Casillas used this thing to chop off his arms. Fang Mo can be regarded as his benefactor. Although he doesn't like the other person's character very much, he still can't bear to see it. Until the other person dies in front of you.
"Damn..." Seeing the bright cyan blade flying towards Fang Mo, but the latter didn't dodge as if he was frightened, Strange couldn't bear to turn his head away.
However it took a few seconds. Strange did not hear the sound of the knife entering flesh. On the contrary, he heard the disbelieving exclamation from the leader of the fanatical believers opposite.
"Walter!?" Strange looked up subconsciously after hearing this, and found that the scene was different from what he expected. Fang Mo actually held the bright cyan blade with two fingers.
"...Huh?" Even Strange was stunned.
"This is impossible!" The leader of the fanatics not far away obviously couldn't believe it: "This is the power of Lord Sargeras. Even if you are an Avenger, you can't resist the erosion of the power of the abyss... What on earth are you doing? What's going on!?" When Fang Mo heard this, he really wanted to complain.
The other party's behavior is like holding the Shang Fang sword rewarded by the emperor, and then trying to kill the emperor in turn.
If Fang Mo was the only one here, he would definitely have fun with him, but unfortunately Strange is still nearby. In order to continue to fool this wheelchair mage, Fang Mo can only hold back his dirty talk for the time being. In my heart.
"Hey, I didn't expect this cult to expand to such a large scale." Fang Mogu sighed, and then pretended to use Kama Taj's magic, which was the orange magic circle.
Before the people on the other side could react, Fang Mo threw out the magic circle in his hand. The people on the other side were just cultists at best, but with Fang Mo's current strength, to be honest, even if he wanted to, he would be able to do it. Don't know what to do.
Just a face-to-face meeting. More than half of the cultists on the opposite side were defeated by Fang Mo. This instant kill was not achieved with a magic circle. The cultist on the opposite side had actually blocked the magic circle thrown by Fang Mo, but Fang Mo ducked and punched out, and the body of a cultist evaporated directly, followed by the follow-up Another half of the building collapsed with his fist wind.
Obviously this is not something magic can do at all. Not to mention the cultists, even Strange was stunned in place.
After subduing the opponent's leader, the remaining cultists lost their determination to continue fighting and hurriedly drew a magic circle to escape.
"Impossible! Lord Sargeras' power is invincible!" After being defeated and subdued by Fang Mo, the leader of the cult here actually shouted with an unwilling face: "Why would I lose to a guy like you? Sargeras?" Lord Si...please give your followers greater power!"
"You...huh?" Fang Mo originally wanted to complain about him. But even though the words were on his lips, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his mind.
To be honest, this feeling was quite strange, as if something was calling him. In fact, he had had a similar feeling before, but because the sound was too soft, Fang Mo didn't pay attention.
But this time the sound was obviously much louder. It's like a mosquito buzzing in your ear.
Fang Mo concentrated his subconscious a little and shifted part of his attention to the dimension of the abyss and wasteland. Then a green light flashed in his eyes, and then the voice gradually became clearer.
After listening for a while. Fang Mo found that the voice was exactly the same as the cult leader in front of him.
The other party is praying extremely devoutly, hoping that he can give him more power or something, and he is willing to pay everything as a price.
"Emm..." Fang Mo stared at the cult leader in front of him. After thinking for a while, Fang Mo decided to secretly communicate with the other party in his heart.
So just like that, the cult leader opposite was completely despairing, but suddenly a majestic and terrifying voice sounded in his mind the next second.
[My devout believer, what do you want? 】
"!?" When the leader of the cult here heard this, his whole body shook violently, and then an extremely excited look suddenly appeared on his face: "Lord Sargeras? Lord Sargeras! You finally noticed Me!?"
"This guy seems to have gone crazy." Fang Mo communicated with the other party in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to say to Strange: "You can help me keep an eye on him first, and I will save Ethan. The injury is quite serious.”
"Ah...oh." Strange did not doubt that he was there. The cult leader in front of him was entangled in the energy rope. It was obvious that he could not escape. He also understood that it was important to save people, so he clicked directly. Nodding: "No problem, you save people first, and I'll keep an eye on this guy for you."
"Lord Sargeras! Please give me strength!" The leader of the cult here didn't care so much. Even though he was tied up, he still kept muttering in his mouth: "I am willing to offer you everything, please Let me witness your eternal power..." [Do one thing for me, and I will give you power.
] As soon as the leader of the cultist finished speaking, this sentence came to his mind again, so he nodded without thinking: "Please just tell me, I will do whatever you ask me to do!" [Kill the Supreme Mage! Ancient One.
】The majestic voice in my mind sounded again. Along with this sound, the cult leader suddenly felt his body shake, as if some unimaginable powerful force poured into his body. In an instant, his eyes turned bright blue, and his throat became itchy. Getting unbearable.
I saw him open his mouth slightly, and suddenly a lot of tentacles swinging wildly came out of his mouth. This is from yesterday. I was still a little tired in the middle of writing last night, so I rushed out the rest today. After all, I have just recovered from a serious illness, and my schedule has not yet been adjusted to the underworld. It is known that I cannot write well in the underworld...
