My Stand-in is Steve

Chapter 735 In this case, let me beat you to death...and wake you up!

"…Um?"

 Seeing the large number of people in front of him, Fang Mo hesitated a little.

He first looked up at the surrounding terrain and found that this was indeed the desert area of ​​Nosmar, not the heaven, the Lamenting Cave, or some other place.

 “I’m not in the wrong place either.”

  He subconsciously touched his head. To be honest, Fang Mo didn't really understand the situation at hand.

 He ​​came back from another dimension for only a few minutes at most. Where did Held call so many people to attack him?

Even if the other party started to mobilize manpower immediately after leaving the Sky Curtain Beast, it would only take less than a few hours. Held would not be able to gather so many people even if he sells his ass. The Four Swordsmen of Arad are not so easy to invite.

Bane is an imperial noble, Xilan is in charge of Xuzu, Aganzuo is wandering around because he lost his beloved, and Bwanga never leaves the training ground in order to hone his skills.

In just a few hours, it is impossible for the King of Heaven to bring these four people together.

 “Is it a problem with the flow of time?”

 After thinking about it for a while, Fang Mo also had a rough guess.

Yes, because he accidentally made Uncle Wolf wait for him for eighteen years when he was in the X-Men world. Fang Mo was quite sensitive to this, but he didn't expect that there was also a time difference in the rift between different dimensions.

 After all, when I was playing games before.

  There is no mention in the plot that this thing will have jet lag.

 “Everyone is on alert!”

While Fang Mo was thinking about this, someone from the other side shouted something, and immediately the group of people entered a fighting state, looking at him as if facing a formidable enemy.

 “What’s going on?”

Summoning the Jade Emperor, who was being carried by Fang Mo, was awakened from his daze by such a shout. He looked up at Fang Mo in confusion: "Are these Held's ambush? What should we do now?" ?”

 “It’s okay, look at my continental shelf breaking fist.”

As Fang Mo spoke, he slowly raised his fist and said, "This punch can determine the difference between high and low, and also determine life and death..."

 “Just wait for me.”

Summoning the Jade Emperor, he quickly grabbed him and persuaded him: "I think we should talk first. It seems to me that they are all adventurers. Maybe they were also deceived by Held. Didn't you say that she is very good at lying? "

“Personally, I prefer Tutu to talking.”

Fang Mo shrugged nonchalantly: "But that's okay. Let's play with them for a while. I'll personally check whether these adventurers have any brains."

 Speaking of which.

Fang Mo also slowly walked forward.

  “!”

As he walked forward, a lot of people on the opposite side seemed to become nervous. Of course, the adventurers were very brave. Some of them took a step forward and glared at Fang Mo.

 “That’s it, hello everyone.”

Fang Mo clapped his hands with a kind expression on his face.

 “Are you the one who wants to destroy the world?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a berserker carrying a giant sword took a step forward and said, "I advise you to give up immediately, otherwise we will have to eliminate you."

Hearing this, Fang Mo turned his head and glanced at the other party.

This is an adventurer with a can head, red wings and iron shackles, holding a blue-light execution sword in his hand.

 “emmm…”

Because this style was too classic, Fang Mo didn't know what to say for a while. After pondering for a long time, he could only hold his forehead and said: "Although this sounds like he has no IQ, but when it comes to the Berserker... normal."

 “No IQ?”

The berserker here was not happy when he heard this, and his eyes hidden in the jars glowed with a bloodthirsty red light: "You dare to look down on me?!"

 “No, don’t get me wrong.”

Fang Mo smiled and spread his hands: "I mean everyone here... doesn't have IQ."

"What!?"

This has aroused public outrage, especially the berserker group here. They were originally very irritable because of the Kazan Plague, and then opened the berserk BUFF and deducted their intelligence. At this moment, when they heard Fang Mo mocking his murderous intention, they immediately I can't control it anymore.

"etc."

However, at this moment, someone suddenly shouted.

The adventurers turned around and found that the person who spoke was Bwanga, one of the Four Sword Masters of Arad.

 “Hello, Your Excellency.”

Compared with the adventurer, Bwanga's attitude here is much better. At this moment, he slowly stepped forward and said: "Let me introduce myself. I am Bwanga, the leader of the Bantu tribe. May I ask...what is your name?" ?”

 “Below Me Fisto.”

Fang Mo said directly: "People give him the nickname Hitler, the Pioneer of Oil Removal, the Great Emperor of Chunxiao Palace, the Great Persecutor, the only official host of the Abstract Internet Resurrection Contest, and... the captain of the Hell Music Team."

　　　…”

　　　Everyone in Bwanga was dumbfounded after hearing this.

 In fact, not only him, but also Aganzuo, Xilan and Baan next to him were stunned at the same time.

"Ahem, let me ask..."

In the end, Xi Lan coughed helplessly, walked up and said, "Mr. Fang Mo, right? You look really similar to us Xuzu people, haha, maybe we are still fellow villagers... so Can you say something we can understand?”

 “Oh, Xilan.”

Fang Mo glanced at Xi Lan not far away.

The other person looked like an unkempt uncle with an unkempt beard. He was wearing a set of gray cloth robes and an exquisite sword on his waist. He had a bit of an ancient ronin feel.

Although lazy.

 But it actually looks quite pleasing to the eye.

 In comparison, Bwanga next to him seems a bit naive.

Yes, because Buwanga was born in the snowy mountains of the north, he is also exceptionally tall and looks a bit like a strong man from another country. He has blond hair and golden beard, and his muscles are extremely developed. He also carries a super-sized blunt weapon in his hand. device.

 In fact, the blunt weapons generally used by the swordsmen in Arad are one-handed sticks and the like, and some are shaped like maces.

But the blunt weapon Bwonga was carrying was as exaggerated as a totem pole for tribal worship. It was nearly two meters tall and as thick as an adult's waist. It was obviously as outrageous as the person he was. He was probably walking The road to conquer ten societies with one force.

“…Do you know me?”

While Fang Mo was observing the two of them, Xi Lan also glanced at Fang Mo in surprise: "I didn't say my name just now, uh... Are you really from Xuzu?"

 “I am from my ancestors.”

Fang Mo spread his hands and explained briefly. "What?"

Xilan was stunned for a moment, but soon stopped worrying about this sentence and asked directly: "I have something to confirm with you, Your Excellency...are you collecting apostles?"

"yes."

Fang Mo nodded and admitted directly.

"Why?" Xi Lan asked: "The power of the apostles is so evil. Your Excellency collected them...do you really want to destroy the continent of Arad?"

 “Well, can I say a word?”

Hearing this, the Summoning Jade Emperor beside Fang Mo couldn't help but speak: "I think you may have misunderstood one thing. If he really wants to destroy the Arad continent, he doesn't need apostles at all. Really?" , I advise you to calm down."

"…What?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the four sword masters, but also the adventurers next to them were stunned.

 “Everyone, please don’t listen to their slander.”

However, at this moment, a woman's voice came from the crowd again. Fang Mo looked up and found that it was a beautiful purple-haired woman with a strange musical instrument in her hand. At this moment, she spoke righteously. Said: "This guy is very cunning. No matter how he explains it, what he does is to seize the power of the apostle and then destroy it all. I saw all of this in the prophecy!"

 “It’s the fortune teller Alice!”

Someone in the adventurer team immediately recognized the other person: "She is one of the best fortune tellers on the continent, and her predictions have never failed!"

“Everyone, please believe me, the apostle is absolutely an extremely evil existence.”

Alice here continued: "I believe everyone has seen how much harm the apostles Lotus and Di Ruigi have caused, and the man in front of him actually wants to control the power of all the apostles. Please imagine if he Once it succeeds, how terrifying it will be!”

 “No…that’s right…”

At this moment, someone shouted again.

This is a girl with red twin tails, wearing a linen robe of the GBL Cult. She said with a worried face at this moment: "The Apostles are definitely evil existences. I saw with my own eyes that Lotus controlled the entire GBL Cult, and the believers were killed and injured. countless…"

"That's right."

At this moment, other people echoed and said: "The same goes for Dirigi. Its plague has killed so many innocent lives. The once prosperous Northmar is now a dead place."

 “You have misunderstood.”

The Summoning Jade Emperor here also frowned when he saw this: "Actually, all this is Herder's conspiracy. The apostle himself has no intention of harming you..."

 “Stop trying to quibble! Evil people!”

However, before summoning the Jade Emperor to finish her words, Alice interrupted her sharply: "No matter how you explain it, does the Northmar Town Tiankeng have nothing to do with you? And don't think that I don't know... you are The accomplice and counselor of this evil existence, the guy who calls himself the Queen of Poison Schemes!"

"I…"

 Summon the Jade Emperor's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant.

 “Hahahahaha!!” Fang Mo gloated when he heard this: “No, when did this nickname spread? Is my poisonous queen finally going to be famous in the mainland?”

 “It’s all your fault!”

Summoning the Jade Emperor couldn't help but turn around and yelled: "If you have nothing to do, you have to use some big move to clear the field. This is good. I can't even explain it."

“It’s okay, so I won’t explain it.”

Fang Mo smiled and waved his hand: "Anyway, if you look at how embarrassed they are, they are definitely going to fight. Maybe they are still expecting me to explode the equipment..."

 “You really can’t communicate?”

Barn, one of the four sword masters here, also raised his dagger after hearing this. At this moment, a trace of the arrogant smile unique to the nobles appeared on his face: "Okay, you can defeat the apostle, then let us see you." All the strength."

 “See my full strength?”

Fang Mo also laughed when he heard this: "No, are you worthy?"

"you…"

Before the other party could finish speaking, a flash of black light showed Fang Mo teleporting in front of Barn. He put a finger on the other party's shoulder: "Ninety of the broken path, black coffin."

　　The moment when the voice sounds.

 The terrifying black cube quickly took shape.

As soon as Barn reacted, his whole body was sealed by the black coffin. The next second, a sword light burst out. After the cube collapsed, Barn also fell down covered in blood, with disbelief written all over his face. look.

“I’ve long disliked you.”

Fang Mo glanced at Barn, who was lying next to his feet, and raised his foot to step on his head: "Backstab my Grandpa Lu, right? Make my Becky cry, right? You know how disgusting I am, you loser. The Empire? When I kill Held, I will kill your emperor..."

 “Barn!”

 When the other three sword masters saw this scene, they also hurriedly rushed forward.

Facing the attacks from three people, Fang Mo didn't even bother to dodge. Giant swords, swords, and blunt objects hit his body at the same time. However, Fang Mo remained unmoved at all, only the sound of gold and iron clashing. The sound kept ringing.

"What's this?"

 The Three Sword Saints were obviously surprised when they saw this.

Of course, Fang Mo didn't want them to talk nonsense. He first kicked Bahn away from the ground like trash, and then Mayuling swept directly towards the three of them with his chopping knife.

 The Three Sword Saints made a move to parry at the same time.

But Fang Mo's power is so terrifying, even if it is just normal, it is not something that ordinary people can compete with. With a simple sweep, the three people's parrying postures collapsed at the same time, and they all flew towards the rear in embarrassment, while Xi, who was in poor physical condition, Lan even spit out blood.

 “Adventurer! Come on!”

At this moment, Alice, who was not far away, immediately shouted: "We can't let him do anything wanton again!"

 “Ahhhhh!!”

I have to say that this group of adventurers is really easy to fool. As soon as Alice shouted casually, a large number of berserkers rushed forward crazily.

Of course, the other adventurers were not lagging behind. Because there were so many people, Fang Mo couldn't see clearly the occupations. Anyway, there were male ghost swordsmen, fighters, sharpshooters, magicians, priests, and even other messy occupations. In short, in an instant Everyone rushed this way.

 Even because the team has occupations such as summoner, mechanic, and necromancer.

Fang Mo also saw a lot of summons, such as high-ranking elves, elf kings, strong winds, self-destructing robots, and spider prince Nicholas.

 “Well...it feels pretty good.”

Seeing this large group of people charging towards him at the same time, Fang Mo also raised his eyebrows. To be honest, he suddenly thought of the scene when Uchiha Madara defeated the ninja coalition. It seemed that he was fighting an army alone.

 “It’s broken, I suddenly want to dance.”

Fang Mo touched his chin, unable to control his inner desire: "But when it comes to dancing... you still have to say a line first."

 “Ahem…hmm.”

In order to stay true to form, Fang Mo gritted his teeth and suppressed the urge to say the Guizhu Street stage lyrics. The next second, his face suddenly became solemn, and his whole aura suddenly changed astonishingly.

 “Do you also want to dance?”

 (End of this chapter)