The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 603 The prelude to the war on the Orc Plateau!
Although it was a head slime that came out of the shell, after all, it took three days to successfully hatch with Chu Mo's mental power, and it recognized its owner as soon as it broke the shell.

Amid bursts of cheery "Slime~~~Slime~~~" calls, he was struggling to move towards Chu Mo.

"Okay, okay! Although you are the lowest slime, you are still my hatched pet, you can follow me from now on!" Chu Mo smiled helplessly, and held the little slime in the air with one hand. Once caught, the slime suddenly floated limply into mid-air.

Although it is a newborn slime pet, because of the input of Chu Mo's mental power, it can understand Chu Mo's words and even sense Chu Mo's direction, so it happily called "Slime!" Mu~~~Slime~~~"

He casually opened the different-dimensional space ring, and threw the newly hatched little slime into it.

In the different-dimensional space ring, with the huge space, not only can things be stored, but pets can also be kept.

"Long Er and the others don't know how they are playing?" Chu Mo thought, and he disappeared in place.

'Tai Chi Realm' is a world created by Chu Mo using the Tai Chi jade pendant on his chest, together with Guang Yang Zi, Lao Urchin, Long Er and others.

A few days ago, Chu Mo left the Taiji Realm early because he sensed an abnormality between his eyebrows; the remaining Nabanik and others directly tormented the priests of the Temple of Light and the armored warriors of the Gran Empire.

Walking in the empty Taiji Realm, there was a strong smell of blood not far away.

"It seems that a lot of things have happened in the Taiji Realm in three days!" Chu Mo secretly said, and he was already walking towards the area where Seraphim was besieged.

Dead bodies everywhere, blood stained the ground.

Huyong, people in ancient China were even more miserable. They didn't die, but they were slowly played by Longer, Guangyangzi, Nabanick and others.

"Boss, why are you coming back now?" Long Er turned into a colorful bug and flew to Chu Mo's side, shouting in a childish voice.

"A small incident happened. You seem to be doing a good job here!" Chu Mo replied with a faint smile.

"They are so useless, they will be scared to death if they play with Long Er twice!" Long Er shook his fat body, floated in front of Chu Mo, and said as if asking for credit.

"Longer is the best. Next time we go to heaven, we can catch some angels and have fun!" Chu Mo swept Hu Yong and others lying on the ground dying, and smiled evilly.

"Wow! Boy Mo, you're an old urchin!" Hearing what Chu Mo said, the old urchin who was just beside him, practicing the method of spreading salt on the wound taught by Chu Mo, hurried over and said with a smile.

"Did Barnik do all of this?" Chu Mo nodded, pointing to the naked corpse on one side, and asked with a bad expression.

"Who else but him?" It was Kadi who answered Chu Mo, with a helpless smile on his face.

"What about others?" Chu Mo's words were a little cold.

The temperature in the air seems to be dropping.

Even Longer, the old naughty boy, realized that something was wrong with Chu Mo, and took a step back subconsciously.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Nabalu, Hans, Bean and Nabanick also rushed over quickly.

"You made these?" Chu Mo casually pointed to the piles of naked dead bodies on the ground, and said coldly and without any emotion.

His words were even colder than that of Nabalu...

Although Nabalu, who is usually cold, spoke coldly, he was not as cold as Chu Mo at the moment, because people who usually laugh a lot suddenly speak seriously and coldly, and the effect will be even colder.

"Yes..." Na Barnick, who had followed Chu Mo for four years, also noticed something was wrong, but he still stood up and replied.

"Are you sure you're wrong?" Chu Mo's figure flashed, he was still a few meters away from Barnik, but before he finished speaking, he had come to Barnik, and asked coldly.

Even Nabalu and the others next to him could feel the icy cold air.

"What's wrong?" When Barnick spoke, he could feel his teeth chattering...

"Look at them, why are they still neatly dressed?" Hearing this, Chu Mo asked, pointing to the dying Gu, Hu Yong, the chief priest of the Guangming Temple and others.

"Huh, Boss, are you kidding me?" When Barnick heard Chu Mo's words, he suddenly felt that a big stone had finally fallen from his heart. He exhaled freely, and suddenly realized that he had turned his eyes to the dead fish.

"Did you know?" Chu Mo said with a wicked smile on his face.

Hans and the others standing next to him showed even more helplessness. Their bodies, which were originally tense, now slacked off softly, as if they were out of breath.

For a while, everyone was complaining that Chu Mo played with everyone.

"You have to die, kill my son, and kill the Temple of Light and the Seraphim..." Hearing the laughter of Chu Mo and others, the dying Gu ** suddenly woke up, and he stared at Chu Mo , shouted with difficulty.

"Who do you think can hurt me?" Chu Mo asked, glancing at Gu ** coldly.

While speaking, there was only a crisp sound of '啪啦', and everyone looked around, and saw that the bones of Gu ** seemed to be shattered, and his whole body was limp on the ground, wailing, crying, and cursing in unison.

"Take off all the clothes on his body, and find a way to open his interdimensional space ring, and get out all the things inside..." Chu Mo gave an order to Barnik.

"No problem, I promise to complete everything satisfactorily!" Upon hearing Chu Mo's task, Barnick's eyes lit up with joy.

No way, although he was an assassin, he was used to being a thief before, so he was very excited to have money to make.

Ignoring the ancient body whose bones had been shattered alive with his true energy, Chu Mo left the Taiji Realm without looking back.

Orc Plateau.

Here, there were memories of meeting Chu Mo for the first time, as well as memories of being hunted down and fighting desperately.

Beastmaster Iaquinta will never forget this.

Just like the battle ax in his hand, these memories and memories are very precious to his life.

If he hadn't met the boss, he might have died on this orc plateau four years ago, so where would he have the chance to lead the orcs to attack the Iron Blood Kingdom?
Turning his head and looking at the fierce orc army behind him, Iaquinta had a sense of pride, wishing he could lead the orc army to attack all the way south, sweeping the Jagged Kingdom, Pingerland Empire, destroying the Principality of the Alliance, and helping the boss to unify the land of gods and demons.

What will the mainland be like by then?

Thinking of this, Iaquinta patted his head with his hands, and cursed harshly: "How can I be like that kid Cardi, who loves to fantasize more and more."

"Beastmaster, the army is fully prepared and ready to attack human cities at any time!" An information soldier of the Winged Human Race flapped a pair of large wings on his back, flew behind Iaquinta, and said respectfully.

"Blow the horn, attack!" Iaquinta didn't even think about it, and shouted loudly while standing in front of the army with dazzling vindictiveness.

His roar was extremely loud in the empty orc plateau.

Even the humans in the distance could hear it clearly in the castle.

"Kill..." All the orcs roared in unison, and suddenly there was a heroic aura, which shocked the world.

What is ten thousand horses galloping, shaking the sky and shaking the earth?
Right now, tens of thousands of horses trampled on the dust, and a yellow mist filled the sky around the orc plateau.

The human army in the castle was so shocked by everything before them that they could not speak.

Some less courageous soldiers have even dropped their weapons.

Compared with the orcs whose living conditions are very difficult, the life of human beings is really too extravagant.

In addition, with the disappearance of Chu Mo and others four years ago, the Three Kingdoms scrambled to replace each other. For example, when the new emperor ascended the throne, they all eliminated dissidents and had a big exchange.

The generals and soldiers who had been guarding the border all year round, ironically, did not die in the attacks of the enemy country or the orcs because of this involvement, but died in the hands of their own people.

The newly replaced generals are basically nobles.

Where have these nobles suffered?

Maybe they have superb theoretical knowledge in the academy, but when it comes to the cruel reality on the battlefield, they have basically never experienced it.

The so-called, a soldier is a hero, and a general is a nest.

No matter how good the soldiers are, how can they fight a good battle without a good general?

(End of this chapter)