Chapter Seventy-One First Time Being Passive

  Why didn't Mo Yan directly confront the God's Chosen Warrior? As for this trip to the underground city, it wasn't what Mo Yan had hoped for. At a time when the situation in Ailan was tense, he had hoped to stay in Lei Ting Village. However, Santos was very important to Lei Ting Village, and if they lost Santos' spider silk production, the village's economy would suffer greatly.

  The spider silk fabric is now not only sold in Erland, but also the Carthaginian merchant teams that come to Erland to buy weapons have started to purchase large quantities of spider silk fabric. Now that there are no more weapons for sale in Erland, spider silk fabric has become the main commodity purchased by Carthage. The price of this precious fabric, which is produced in small quantities in the Central Plains, is extremely high in any city in the Central Plains, and only vicu?a wool can compare with it.

  So as a future important export material, Mo Yan cannot let Santos be occupied by the so-called God's Chosen Warriors, let alone ask Santos to hand over textile technology. And Mo Yan is restrained because he needs to minimize his enemies, making too many enemies will only lead to destruction.

  Santos is a city dominated by the Zor and located very deep underground. If it were to turn against the Goddess of Pain, not to mention the impact on the Zor who believe in the Goddess of Pain, Santos would first become an easy target for attack, with any Zor city having reason and power to launch an offensive against Santos.

  Mo Yan, who cannot stay in Santos for a long time, cannot protect Santos at all times. Moreover, if Mo Yan is an enemy of the Goddess of Pain, then Aishi, who actually controls Santos, will not stand on Mo Yan's side. When it comes to matters of faith, individual contradictions are always cast aside.

  So Mo Yan would let Aixue take him to see the God's Chosen Warrior, communicate with her and hopefully persuade her to contact the Goddess of Suffering, so that Mo Yan could have a platform for communication with the Goddess of Suffering. Compared to other gods revered by various races on the mainland, the isolated Goddess of Suffering had fewer cards in hand.

  Mo Yan thinks that his own strength is powerful, so he is useful to the Goddess of Suffering. He can occasionally help her with some things in exchange for a city, which seems like a very cost-effective deal. Once an agreement is reached with the Goddess of Suffering, it can be said that Santos is completely under his control, no longer needing any balance or tricks.

  "I've never seen a Minotaur as clever as you." The Divine Warrior walked to Mo Yan's side, circling around him and said: "And... connected with the Goddess? Perhaps you don't know, but I came here this time specifically to investigate this matter. Now, in a large area near Santos, the Goddess's perception cannot reach. How could the Goddess possibly know what you're talking about?"

  "Unable to sense?" Mo Yan looked at the Divine Selection Warrior who had circled around him, and asked curiously: "Do gods also have times when they can't feel anything? When did this start happening?"

  "Why should I tell you." The God-selected warrior narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Yan with a smile, saying: "You don't look very strong either. I'm quite skeptical whether you're really the actual controller of Santos as you said. You don't even have a single scar on your body, but a seasoned fighter's body is impossible to be without scars."

  "Hmm... then how do I prove it to you?" Mo Yan let out a sigh and said somewhat helplessly: "I also know that some things aren't meant to be said, but done. But right now, I don't have an opponent, unless you're willing to be mine."

  "Challenge a God-chosen warrior? Should I say you're confident or should I say you're foolish?" The God-chosen warrior smiled and slowly drew two daggers from his waist, flourishing them in a fancy move. "However, I'll still give you the chance to prove yourself, but if you're not as strong as you claim... I will kill you, and let you understand the consequences of deceiving me. This warning also goes for you, Senator Aishi. If this is your mischief, back down now and I'll only punish you lightly."

  When Aishi heard the words of the Divine Warrior, she glanced at Moyan who was about to say something, but was cut off by Moyan who covered her mouth and said: "Don't look at me with distrustful eyes, I can still handle one Divine Warrior."

  "But that's a God Warrior." Aisha said, still somewhat tense: "They've been stronger than anyone since they were young, and in the process of growing up, they have even received divine assistance. They can be said to be the strongest existence in the race, while you..."

  "You might not know." Mo Yan moved his wrist and smiled, saying: "Recently I just got a black dragon mount, which is known as the strongest dragon clan on the mainland. In my opinion, it's just that its strength is pretty good. What can a mere Divine Selection warrior be compared to?"

  "I couldn't just pretend I didn't hear what you just said." The Divine Warrior's eyes flashed with a hint of cold light as he replied, "Since you look down on the Divine Warriors like that... then I can only use your blood and flesh to make you understand... we are warriors chosen by God!"

  The moment the words of the Divine Warrior fell, a black shadow rushed towards Mo Yan. The double daggers in his hand tore through the air, emitting a series of metallic vibrations. Slashing towards Mo Yan's neck, these weapons made with the unique technology of the Temple were even sharper and more durable than those made by the Secret Silver Workshop.

  Mo Yan slightly dodged to the side, avoiding the incoming dagger, and took advantage of the momentum to punch the waist of the Divine Selection warrior. That was where the internal organs were located. If hit, even if not shattered, the internal organs would still suffer severe damage, causing the Divine Selection warrior to lose combat effectiveness.

  But Mo Yan's confident punch was dodged, and the Chosen Warrior lightly tapped her left foot before making an unbelievable change in direction. The Chosen Warrior's slender body fluttered backward like a butterfly. The black smoke swirling around her feet explained how she had managed to dodge in such an incredible way.

  "Not bad speed." The Divine Warrior looked at Mo Yan, who was just standing there without any fighting stance, and said: "If you have such speed, then you indeed have the strength to control Santos."

  "It's not just about speed, obviously." Mo Yan, who had already entered a state of combat, his eyes looking abnormally crimson, white steam spewing from his mouth and nose, said: "And I also want to experience the power of the Divine Selection Warrior, although I have some understanding, but it's still different when actually fighting."

  "Hmph!" The Divine Warrior snorted coldly, "Even if you can keep up with my speed, it doesn't mean you have the strength to challenge a Divine Warrior!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Divine Warrior took out a small bottle of blood from his pocket and shattered it on the ground, rapidly chanting a complex incantation.

  As the spell took hold, the fresh blood flowing from the shattered crystal vial immediately formed a magic circle on the ground. The colorful magical energies converged on the chosen warrior's body, making her body even more agile, her strength even greater, and her senses even sharper. On top of her leather armor, there was an additional layer, with shimmering magical power flowing within it.

  In an instant, the Divine Warrior used a special spell to complete dozens of power enhancements. This power is even among the Divine Warriors, it is an existence that can be proud of. To complete this technique, it takes a lot of time to prepare in advance. That bottle of blood was also specially treated, in order to gather the power from the darkness as quickly as possible.

  "Did you see that? This is the power of a God's Chosen Warrior!" The figure of the God's Chosen Warrior vanished into thin air in an instant, but his voice came from all directions, saying: "Even if you have obtained such speed, it is still just a laughable puppet in front of overwhelming power!"

  "Does the sound come from all directions?" Mo Yan listened carefully and said with some interest, "I was saying that if it's really possible to distinguish the position so clearly, then this power can't be granted by the Goddess of Pain. There are not a few creatures on the mainland with sharp hearing, and some strong ones can also do this."

  Suddenly a piece of flesh and blood flew off Mo Yan's arm, and the divine warrior with no visible shadow attacked him, but Mo Yan couldn't see where the attack came from. Fresh red blood flowed out of the wound, although it healed immediately afterwards, but it didn't change the fact that Mo Yan was being passively attacked.

  For the first time, Mo Yan was in a situation where he couldn't see his enemy, making it impossible for him to attack, even with great strength. This was different from fighting against the Black Dragon, which would not hide or disappear but instead had a clear target, allowing Mo Yan to always have an attacking goal.

  And this time, apart from using large-scale magic to destroy everything in the attachment together, Mo Yan can only stand stupidly in the center of the house and will not have any construction.

  "It's not too late to surrender now." The voice of the Divine Warrior was still ethereal, and with a calm tone that revealed appreciation, he said: "Not only is your speed good, but your recovery ability is also extremely strong. If you are willing to become my subordinate, I can forgive your recent rudeness."

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  Collect and recommend (recommendations have decreased... wuwu...)

  How's the fight written? Feeling pretty good feeling

  I'm not good at describing battles and stuff. PS: Go take a look at the technical post I pinned to the top, I've asked for help there.