A man in the ark was forced to become a king

"If such a huge power can be fully displayed, even I must be cautious in dealing with it. But, can you really control it?"

"Pride and complacency are not the qualities a knight should have. Don't let false power blind you."

"Stay humble, Margaret, you must know—"

crackle!

Pegasus spreads its wings!

On both sides of the street, the glass doors and windows shattered instantly, waterfalls of light fell from the sky, the walls on the ground were cracked, and thick fog arose.

In the dust and smoke, the sword light suddenly appeared!

Margaret waved her sword and gun, trying hard to mobilize all her power, letting the torrent of light rush forward, but it was separated by the bright gold, and the violent power was divided to both sides, exploding large pieces of bricks and stones.

Ma Enna walked past with his sword, like a sharp blade cutting through the tide, and all the light passed by his side.

"Uncontrollable power is as fragile as a bubble. You are still far from it."

The old training sword stopped in front of his neck.

The light poured down like a torrential rain, colliding with the rising torrent from the ground, annihilating and disintegrating. The raging hurricane danced wantonly, smashing the neat streets into pieces.

She still has strength, she can still fight.

But, she has already lost.

The sword blade lay across her eyes, and the bitterness spread in her mouth and tongue. Margaret held the sword and gun where the light condensed, and the burning fire in her eyes gradually faded away.

Even if it can still explode, what's the use?

She has really lost, completely defeated.

This is not a battle of life and death, it is just a competition between uncle and nephew. Keep fighting and perish together?

Not to mention whether it can be done, even if it can be done, it doesn't make any sense.

It is true that she cannot fully grasp this powerful energy obtained out of thin air, but Ma Enna can perfectly control every bit of her own power, condense it to the extreme, and condense it into a sharp blade that cuts through everything.

In comparison, she is indeed far behind.

The difference between the two lies not in their strength, but in their control over themselves.

After all, she still couldn't fight against a strong man who had gone through many hardships.

She never knew that her uncle, who was buried in heavy work all day long, could be so powerful.

But, he is so strong, why...

"Don't belittle yourself, Margaret, you have done a great job, far beyond my imagination."

The collision stopped, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the old training sword collapsed and turned into dust. Ma Enna's palm fell heavily on Margaret's shoulder, and a gentle smile appeared on the always stiff face.

"I recognize your will. Although you are immature now, you are qualified to bear the name of Linguang."

"Come on, let's go home and tell me what you want to do."

The streets were almost completely destroyed by the violent force, and there were noisy screams from the distance. It probably won't be long before what happened here will spread, and everyone who needs to know will know.

Real trouble will soon arise, and the already complicated situation may move into the unknown.

But, it doesn't matter anymore.

The Linguang family has such an outstanding heir, who cares what those people think?

The worst outcome is to use the sword to speak, which is what Ma Enna is best at.

He can endure it for several years, or he can choose not to endure it anymore.

What can really lock him is not the so-called business federation or anything else, but himself.

Moreover, the business federation only has those means.

No alliance?

A group of rats hiding in the gutter. As long as he thinks about it, even the so-called black iron will turn into skeletons under the light and rain. Why should he care?

……

"Pfft! Cough cough..."

The turbulent dust swept through with the hurricane, turning the neat white clothes into dust. Xinteleia was choked and coughed repeatedly, cursing secretly, but she still maintained a crouching posture with her head in hand, not daring to move.

As for those injured colleagues who were blown away by the storm, she had no intention of taking care of them.

If you ask, you are not familiar with me. I really am not familiar with you.

She was just a wage earner, and she didn't want to work hard for her meager salary.

Although it may be a bit embarrassing to do this, she has long understood it after being in the Wuqiu League for so long.

face?How much is face worth?

Nothing is as important as her own life. No matter what kind of punishment she will receive later, she will not provoke that terrifying woman now.

No matter what the punishment from the Wuzhou Alliance was, it would not be fatal, but if she was struck with a sword by that woman now, she might not have a future, and she wouldn't even have the chance to be punished. No one knows what choice to make.

She, the platinum one, is so smart!

pat!

The black boots fell in front of her eyes, making Xintera tremble in fright.

Shining looked towards the smoke-filled street, then lowered his head to look at the girl in white next to her, holding her head in her hands and shivering, and pondered slightly.

This guy is quite timid, unlike those assassins.

Moreover, he seems to be the leader, so he should have some status?

In this case, instead of cutting it off with a sword, it would be better to take it back and give it to Margaret to deal with, maybe it can produce some residual value.

With this thought in mind, she turned around and stepped forward, her slightly cold voice floating in the wind that had not subsided.

"Follow."

"……Oh."

Xintrea responded weakly, not daring to refute at all. She didn't even dare to dust off her clothes. She quickly stood up and followed him with small steps.

She had a very strong feeling that if she talked too much at this time and showed even a little bit of uncooperation, she would definitely be chopped down by this white-horned demon with a sword!

Even with her back turned to her, she could feel the sharp aura always locked on her body.

How dare she say no in this situation...

Just keep up, nothing else matters, humiliation and all, how can your life matter?

Thinking on the bright side, if she is not chopped down now, it means that she is still valuable in the eyes of the other party, and she should be fine for the time being.

Maybe after some time, the Wuzhou Alliance will send someone to redeem her?

No matter what, she also has a platinum status, so she can't just give up and be given up...

To take a step back, if it is really abandoned, it is not without a chance.

As long as she's not dead, maybe she can be a tainted witness or something and jump directly from the Wuzhou Alliance?

That would be better!

This guy is so strong, he doesn't hesitate to take action, and he obviously doesn't fear Wuzhou Alliance very much. If she switches jobs, it will be considered as an escape from the sea of ​​misery in advance. She has been thinking about this day for a long time!

Those nasty guys!

Xuan Tie had not been seen at all, neither figure was seen. Those two evil Qing Jin put all the work on her and asked her to do all the dirty work.

Not to mention the low salary, I haven’t even taken a vacation yet!

Those people should all be hung on street lights!

Thinking of the oppression she had received in daily life, Xintreya was filled with resentment and her pace quickened a bit.

If she really had the chance to hug the thick-looking thigh in front of her and break free from the quagmire of endless overtime, she would definitely not hesitate!

The evil exploiters...if it weren't for them, would she be so miserable?

She has had enough of this kind of life!

What kind of shabby killer organization is basically a rat in the gutter. Anyone can step on it. The most it can do is bully a bastard with no strength and no background. She has been squatting here for so long without seeing a single reinforcement!

She can't stay with this coward without a support for another day!

Chapter 40 Ma Enna: Has the Wuyi Alliance also fallen?

"Ma'am, would you like a drink?"

"Clear water is fine, thank you."

"Well, many women don't want to enjoy this kind of thing. They think drinking alcohol is bad for their skin. Maybe you do the same?"

Vaughn shook the wine bottle in his hand, not caring about Shining's indifference, and got a glass of water, and then poured a small glass of wine for everyone sitting around the table. Lian Zhan was trembling and only had half a butt. Everyone sitting on the chair got a share of Platinum.

The doors, windows and walls of the bar outside near the street were all destroyed in the aftermath of the battle. The strong wind that came in made a mess of the furnishings in the store and the valuable bottles on the wine cabinet. However, Ward, as the bar owner, obviously did not Not caring about the financial losses, he led everyone into the residential area behind without even taking a second glance.

Perhaps the aftermath of the battle had wiped out certain circuits, leaving only a small lamp that could be used normally in the living room, making the light a bit dark.

However, no one cares about these.

Although she said she wanted to go home and return to the Linguang family's manor, Margaret, who was defeated in the battle, is not in a bad condition at the moment. The power of gold allowed her to activate her ancient bloodline and realize her strength. The leap was enough to help her avoid more than ten years of detours and gain the power she should have mastered in the future.

The price is weakness after it's over.

Blessing Silence, with the golden power brought by blessing, she briefly gained the power to compete with Ma Enna in terms of quantity, but in the end, it was just rootless water. There is no more.

Losing the supplement of golden power and forcibly activating the ancient bloodline caused all the consumption to be fed back to her body. It is expected that she will not be able to move flexibly in the next few hours, and she will have to take a short rest even for normal activities. OK.

Therefore, Maena did not refuse Ward's invitation.

Although this may cause a lot of trouble for old acquaintances, for now, staying here is far better than their uncle and nephew running around on two legs outside.

At least those who were attracted by the battle, whether official or unofficial, did not dare to set foot in this shop easily.

The knight class seems to have lost its former glory, but not everyone can step on it. In this regard, Ward, who seems to just run an old bar, has enough deterrence.

This has nothing to do with strength. Even a prosperous business federation will not conflict with someone who has a close relationship with a great knight captain over trivial matters. That is not in their interests.

"Sorry, Vaughn, this time..."

Ma Enna picked up the wine glass, lowered his head slightly, and put it back again.

In the impression of others, he has always been a rigid and serious person, and he rarely apologizes. However, this time the trouble is indeed not small, and he cannot remain indifferent.

"It's not a big deal to me, you know, Maena, that's all I can do now."

Vaughn sighed and hesitated: "Do you want me to call Russell?"

"Thank you, no need. This time it's my fault. I won't involve you in the next thing. I can solve it."

Ma Enna shook his head and refused. His eyes fell on his silent niece, with a rare complexion on his face.

"Margaret, tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I don't want to hear stupid words from you about saving Casimir now. You should know that that is impossible."

"..."

Margaret opened her mouth and smiled bitterly.

Her uncle knew her too well, and she really wanted to say that. The purpose of returning this time was to change Casimir's current situation.

The uncle felt that she was not wrong in what she did. In the face of the power of the entire country, an individual is very small. One or two strong people cannot solve the problem by changing, let alone that she is not that strong.

But, she really had a reason to do this.

The Golden Tree has started a war, and their army will not stop. Being able to get this mission is an unexpected surprise. No matter what, she must do it.

And it can only be her.

If she can't do it or fails, there won't be another Casimir who will do it. Next time, Casimir will face those terrifying strong men in the Golden Tree.

Will those people use gentle methods because they are worried about casualties?

No, by then, the war will inevitably be burning on this land.

War will tear everything apart, and even Casimir may be destroyed.

"...I'm sorry, Uncle Ma Enna, I have to do this, I can't wait any longer."