Banished to Another World, Chapter 408: Divine Punishment & I Want You

Banished-To-Another-World 《异世流放》 Yi Shi Liu Fang   

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Banished to Another World, Chapter 408: Divine Punishment & I Want You

"Break his limbs." Yan Mo used his mental power to convey this sentence to Yuan Zhan.

Yuan Zhan is very fast, and after receiving the new instructions from Yan Mo, he did not ask why. Almost the voice of Yan Mo just fell off, and he sent out something from the hand. This is the valuable experience accumulated by him in countless fields. Even when you are faced with blood warriors, even if they are several times higher than the other side, if you do not give them the time to prepare and react in time, it will be more difficult for them to subdue you as an opponent. Inadvertently to the other side to grab the first chance, or even likely to suffer a big loss.

So Yuan Zhan never talks nonsense about fighting, just fight, and try not to give the other person a reaction time.

What? You call it bullying? Winning without fighting?

Sorry, he is a barbarian. He doesn't understand that.

The 9th rank peak warrior from Ancheng-Dark City has special abilities. He is an attacker. He can hide his shadow in all the light by using his abilities. He is like a chameleon lizard, assassination and sneak attack are very useful.

But any ability still needs a reaction time, if Yuan Zhan let him seize the first chance, in a short time may really make him helpless.

But he really didn't expect a 10th rank ace to do a trick without startling him, so that he can be fixed and dragged to the ground, even if he can make himself stealth he is still buried in the ground.

About three or four minutes later, Yuan Zhan reappeared in situ, turning his wrist in an addictive manner.

The Ancheng-Dark City warrior was thrown to the Jiu Yuan steps, and the whole man was paralyzed on the ground like a pool of mud.

No one scolded Yuan Zhan and the Jiu Yuan people for being mean. Everyone heard the Ancheng-Dark City warrior's insulting query about the Jiu Yuan's Little Priest, which was the greatest insult to any of the Priests. Questioning and insulting a Tribe's Priest will trigger an endless war between the two forces. It is benevolent that the Jiu Yuan Chief did not kill the Ancheng-Dark City warrior who insulted his own Priest.

Next to him were other warriors who went to the city. They looked at the warrior and looked up. "All the bones of their limbs are broken."

No one dies. Many people also think that Yuan Zhan is using a lighter hand, even think that Yuan Zhan did not directly kill the other party is because he probably does not want Ancheng-Dark City to find a reason to attack them, after all, interrupting limbs can be said to teach the other party from not disrespect for their own priest, but if you kill the other party, it will be a rip-off.

Yuan Zhan looked at Yan Mo, with a hint in his eyes: Why do you interrupt their limbs?

He was not disgusted with Yan Mo's viciousness, but felt that Yan Mo's request was very strange, whose Priest Da-Ren wanted to use him? He guessed that Mo let him learn to teach the other side a lesson, but why not let him simply scrap the blood ability power of the other side?

Since his Priest Da-Ren studied all the blood warriors in the tribe, he has worked out a set of methods to destroy the energy output lines of the blood warriors and even the pineal gland parts of the other side. This kind of destruction is much worse than the dark wounds left by the self-training and fighting of blood warriors. It cannot teach people ability a lesson for a period of time, but can directly abolish the blood ability of the other side.

Yan Mo was about to reply, his body suddenly pumped, his right hand was shining brightly, for a long time he did not find the opportunity to exchange the punishment from the Guide, and the thing was almost impatient to brush the screen in his brain: the Banished Scum actively issued an attack order, resulting in other people's limbs comminuted fracture, SCUM VALUE + 30, three minor punishments. Punishment content: Continuous feeling of limb comminuted fracture pain for three hours and limb paralysis for three days, the punishment is implemented immediately.

Yo Yo! Although he had expected to be punished when Yuan Zhan started, the punishment was still somewhat unacceptable. Paralysis is paralysis, why should he feel the pain of comminuted fracture?

Hate the guide that can't bargain, he can only bear it!

Warriors under the steps groaned bitterly.

Although the limb comminuted fracture looked badly injured, it was not difficult to recover in the presence of so many treatments for a priest. Considering the face problem, Ancheng-Dark City may not ignore Jiu Yuan’s warrior, of course, if the other party regardless of that is better, but think Ancheng-Dark City will not do such a foolish thing.

Ancheng-Dark City's High Priest raised his voice gloomily: "That's how you Jiu Yuan treated the ones who search for surprise..."

"Ah-ah-ah-ah!" The sad scream protruded, and Liu Yan and everyone in the room were shocked.

Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren, who seemed to be asleep, opened his eyes because he could hear who the voice was.

"God of the ancestors!" The whole place heard the Jiu Yuan's Little Priest shouting "God of the ancestors" after a sad cry.

The Little Priest's expression and voice were so painful and tragic that Liu Yan shut up and looked at each other in amazement with others.

Yan Mo stopped calling, twisted his body and collapsed on the broad stone couch. Yuan Zhan held him in his arms and face changed. "Mo? "!"

Meng Er jumped up and made a defensive gesture for the first time.

Lamo-Ling was not slow either. He was not a warrior, but first ran to Yan Mo.

Huo Yuo Tian stood up, even if he had only 4th rank, and did what a guardian should do.

Yan Mo, sweating with pain, trembled and said, "I, I borrowed the power of God to help others break through, but that man did not become my guardian warrior, ancestor god... The patriarchal God punished me."

Mucheng-Forest City was stunned, and Song Zhen struggled to sit up.

Yuan Zhan looked at his face and knew that he was not pretending. Once he touched his soft limbs, he immediately felt sad and angry: "How long?”

Yan Mo made a three-day mouthpiece.

She-Dan showed a disdainful smile. He did not believe in any ancestral punishment.

Others look at each other, and some believe that some people do not believe it.

Liu Yan held back. With such an interruption, he wanted to make excuses for warrior's injuries and make it difficult to ask for guilt. The warrior could only be ordered to be brought back tohis place first.

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu jumped up from his seat when he heard his apprentice screaming and jumped up to his apprentice at a speed that the old man absolutely did not have. "Let me see!"

Yuan Zhan looked extremely ugly, holding Yan Mo and showing the Curse-Witch Zhou Wu, "Ancestral Witch, is there any way to stop him from suffering so much?”

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu touched Yan Mo's feeble limbs first, and his face changed. "His bones... How could this be possible?’

Yan Mo was pinched by his Shifu and shouted again in pain. His facial features were painful and distorted.

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu hurriedly let go and dared not touch him again. "I have medicine, you wait, and it won't hurt if you eat it."

"No... Use... Shifu, it's no use..."

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu did not believe it and forced him to open his mouth and fill him with pills.

But Yan Mo's pain did not stop.

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu a pair of white frowned hair was wounded very tight, desperately thinking of any way to solve the pain of the apprentice, "yes!" There's a curse that can replace your pain, A-Zhan, find a slave."

Shou Zhong heard the initiative, "Da-Ren, I will do it."

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu was about to start, and Yan Mo shouted, "No! No... Use, Shifu, don't... Do this..."

Yan Mo is really painful, but he can't do it for himself. "This is the ancestor god... My punishment, no any witchcraft can cure it... It can't be replaced."

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu doesn't believe in evil, so he tried it.

Yan Mo doesn't want The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu to perform such a shady spell for him, even if Shou Zhong is voluntary, and he can be sure that this alternative spell is useless to him.

As the Curse-Witch Zhou Wu began to decorate, Yan Mo turned his eyelids and screamed even worse: "Ah ah! Pain! Pain! Shifu! Stop it! The ancestor god does not permit --! Shifu!”

Yuan Zhan couldn't stand it anymore. "Ancestral Witch, stop it!" He was the one who knew the punishment of the ancestors’ best. After all, he had seen it many times, and his Mo could never escape from those punishments.

Why punish him! It is obvious that the other party insulted and provoked them first! Yuan Zhan's eyes were red with hate.

Unfortunately, The Guide God does not think that provocation is the reason to start beating others first, and the other side was only questioning, which is far from insulting.

But Yan Mo could not explain these to Yuan Zhan. He regretted it. He should tell Yuan Zhan his plan first. In fact, he did this in order to block the exchange of Mucheng-Forest City in other cities, but also to let everyone see that borrowing God's power is not without cost. Just when the Ancheng-Dark City warrior came to provoke him, he could use that person to do it, and by the way, he could stand up.

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu shook his hands and had to give up the spell instead, stamp his feet, turn his head and shout, "Ba-Hee, come and see my disciples! Quick!”

Wucheng-City of Witches, the most powerful healer of all, was called in, apparently interested in divine punishment, and after observing Yan Mo carefully, he put his hand on him in an attempt to alleviate his pain.

For a moment, Ba-Hee loosened his hand and shook his head in surprise. "I can't help it. It really seems like divine punishment."

Otherwise, it is not difficult to help other people with his healing efforts, but after his treatment, the young priest's hands and feet are still the same, which cannot be falsified at all. Who can touch it knows that the young man's bones are in trouble. And not only can he not help each other with bone grafting, but he can't even relieve pain.

Mucheng-Forest City Third Priest Cong Sheng was coming, it’s about Mucheng-Forest City. Although they are fair dealing, he must also make representations.

Cong Sheng watched it and shook his head as well.

Fei Shan came over. He wasn't a priest, but when he touched Yan Mo's wrist, he knew that all his limbs were broken.

There are other priests who think they're good at treatment, but after two people made Yan Mo scream in pain, The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu shouted angrily, "That's enough! Keep away from my disciples!"

Yuan Zhan didn't want to let anybody touch Yan Mo, but Yan Mo kept communicating with him with his soul so that he shouldn't stop anybody from looking at him. Only in this way would those who went to town believe that he was really punished by God.

She-Dan doesn't believe it, but so many people have seen it before, and not so many people are lying. He would like to check himself, but unfortunately not everyone can get close to the Little Priest. Don't want to touch the Little Priest if the Curse-Witch Zhou Wu or the Jiu Yuan Chief are not pleasant looking,

Yan Mo's bitter meat scheme succeeded. After a 10th rank warrior appeared in Mucheng-Forest City, other forces wanted to learn the same exchange method, and exchange several senior warriors with old, weak, disabled warriors for a 10th rank warrior with stronger blood and more potential. This kind of business is not too cost-effective.

But now seeing the God of the ancestors punish the Little Priest, the people who had been exchanging ideas began to waver, not waver not to exchange, but to wait and see how much it would cost to get Yan Mo's consent.

Yan Mo wanted this effect. It's a lot of change, but who would dislike the large number of high-ranking warriors? If there are not enough high-ranking warriors and high-ranking yuan-crystal, he can pick and pick among other forces, excluding all the unfavorable upper cities to the Jiu Yuan for ready reasons. Anyway, who knows how much other upper cities will pay for a 10th rank warrior?

But looking at Yuan Zhan's face, Yan Mo thought it would be better to explain it to him.

"A-Zhan, do you remember what I told you before?”  Yan Mo reluctantly communicated with Yuan Zhan with mental strength.

Yuan Zhan did not move his eyes.

Yan Mo knows he's listening, "This is my intention to let my ancestors punish me... Don't be angry. Listen to me first! As I told you, there is a saying that if you are the only one who exceeds 9th rank, other forces will not tolerate us. And do you remember Shifu saying that the Nine Great Cities has a smart creature guardianship equal to or beyond 10th rank in every city?

Once major wars is launched, once the forces are weak, these powerful creatures will surely emerge for them. Ants will kill elephants, and no matter how strong you are, you can't resist the whole Nine Great Cities. What's more, I said that there are ways to help others break through. Others will go to town and watch us, the Jiu Yuan, grab their top warriors like this?”

Yuan Zhan asked with his eyes: Why do you want your ancestors to punish you?

Yan Mo voice  was helpless: "I intentionally help other forces to get a few a 10th rank warrior, but I do not want all forces to get the help, such as Tucheng-Earth City, Ancheng-Dark City, and some of the guardians of the Priest, and divine punishment can give me reason to refuse them."

Yuan Zhan frowned. Even if he wanted to make a gesture, he didn't have to make himself so miserable.

Yan Mo doesn't want to, but how can ordinary means hide their eyes if they want to pretend in front of these upper cities forces?

Yuan Zhan always felt that Yan Mo had something he was hiding from him.

Yan Mo did have something to hide from Yuan Zhan. He helped other forces to come up with a 10th rank warrior. In addition to his reasons, another one was to increase the strength of the continent as a whole. He did not want other forces to hide from war under the strongest pretext in this case is Jiu Yuan, should fight when something happened in the future. But under the constraints of the Enslavement Bone, he could not tell Yuan Zhan the reason at all.

There's another reason. It's also related to what Red Horn Nita asked him to do. He didn't want to do it, but he couldn't come up with a good solution temporarily. Making himself disabled could at least delay him for a while. Nita said he would send someone to stare at him and see if he did what he told him to do.

The Jiu Yuan's little priest was punished by God. It seems that he can't help others breakthrough in a short period of time. So they swore to set a quota first, or did that count?

Some went back, but others stayed.

Luo Jue has a headache. The process of challenging Mucheng-Forest City from the very beginning are not that people who are not strong, but that the Jiu Yuan stole the limelight.

The young Witch Zhe Li seems a little uneasy, and Fu Dian saw it and asked him.

Witch Zhe Li rubbed his forehead and shook his head. He could not say it, but felt that something bad had happened.

Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren of Wucheng-City of Witches is squinting and laughing as Fei Shan tells him the details of Yan Mo's divine punishment. Listening, he is distracted.

"Grand Witch Xiang? Don't look!” Fei Shan looked at his expression and knew what he might have noticed.

Grand Witch Xiang closed his eyes.

Fei Shan's anger rose, but he could not stop Grand Witch Xiang, who had entered the prophetic state.

Others were attracted by the Jiu Yuan people and did not notice the scene. Even if anyone saw it, they thought Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren was dozing off again.

Yan Mo has finally endured the initial pain, which is probably painful pain is also painful habits?

Now he can stand it as long as others don't disturb his limbs.

Yuan Zhan held Yan Mo and says he wants to leave. Luo Jue is in a dilemma.

Yan Mo weighed it up and said bitterly, "Stay here or let’s go back anyway." He wanted to stay behind to see how far the Ding Yue is now developing.

Yuan Zhan, expressionless and at his command, leaned the man flat on the stone couch, covered him with two layers of animal hide below, and covered him with a thin quilt on his leg.

Finally, the challenge can continue. As for the provocation of the Ancheng-Dark City warriors? Everyone seems to have forgotten.

Luo Jue looked sympathetically at the Ding Yue Tribe, and even announced that the next round of competition was slightly less cold.

Ding Yue has gone through three competitions, the first Mucheng-Forest City first asked questions, compared with the refinery, and Ding Yue conceded defeat. In the second game, Mucheng-Forest City conceded defeat over witchcraft. In the third scene, Mucheng-Forest City conceded defeat by making weapons.

In the fourth scene, Mucheng-Forest City gave the first question, leaving only two questions: witchcraft and strength.

Mucheng-Forest City chose to compete in witchcraft with great certainty. They invited the Ancheng-Dark City warrior who had just had a comminuted fracture of his limbs and asked the Ding Yue to rescue him.

Ding Yue's Zhi Chun came down and looked around, and soon admitted indifferently that he could not restore the other side.

Mucheng-Forest City used their ability to use twigs to drill into Warrior's limbs to connect the bones for him, and then use the strength of wood to make his bones heal quickly.

In this game, Mucheng-Forest City won.

Now Ding Yue and Mucheng-Forest City are both neither winning nor losing, just watch the last game.

"Witch Mo Da-Ren, can you hear me?”

Yan Mo looked a little moved. Someone was talking to him with mental energy.

"I'm the person Da-Ren asked you to contact. I wanted you to help me break through to 10th rank, but I didn't expect you would be punished by God. Can you tell me how long your divine punishment will last?”

Yan Mo did not respond immediately.

“I know you can communicate with me with your soul power. The Da-Ren said that your soul power is different from others, but it has reached at least 7th rank.”

"... I don't know how long the punishment will last. It depends on the mood of the ancestors.” Yan Mo returned weakly.

"Well, during this time I will arrange for someone to stay with you, help that person break through as soon as you recover, and I will arrange a few more people to come over, you must also let them break through to 10th rank."

"Yes, as long as they are loyal to me."

The man laughed again, "Be loyal to you? Wrong, they are loyal to me and Da-Ren, you just need to help them break through.”

"The ancestors won't allow it, and you see..."

"It's your business. Warriors I arranged them with me, you have to let them all break through to 10th rank. If you can't, I don't think you want to realize how painful the punishment that The Enslavement Bone gave you is. It's much more painful than the punishment that God sent you."

Threatening me? Yan Mo's face was still and his eyes were full of mockery. What he hated most in his life was that someone threatened him!

You know my soul is special, so do you know how my soul is special? Idiot! You dare to take the initiative to communicate with my spirit.

Yuan Zhan burst into momentum.

Yan Mo looked down and looked at the warrior walking down the steps of the Jiu Yuan. His eyebrows were tiny. What did the man want to do?

When Shu Yi heard Luo Jue announce the start of the Fifth City Fighting Competition, he stepped down from the seat of Ding Yue and entered the competition venue, but instead of going to the middle, he turned a corner and went to the seat of Jiu Yuan on the other side.

All the people present do not know what this person is going to do. Some people are so excited that they think that Ding Yue is going to the Jiu Yuan.

Ding Yue people do not know each other, Chief Fu Dian open mouth wanted to question Shu Yi, but the next big witch Zhe Li touched him lightly, "Shu Yi will not mess around let’s just wait to see what he wants to do."

Fu Dian shut up and looked coldly at the best warrior in Ding Yue.

Shu Yi watched the teenager, pale with pain, and felt only a burst of heat in his lower abdomen.

He liked the vitality of a young man, but he also loved his miserable face.

Unfortunately, he was not the one who destroyed him. Is God punishing him? He also wanted to punish him, tear him up personally and bit by bit, make him suffer, make him cry and beg for mercy under him.

It's said that a perverted radar can tell at a glance whether the person in front of him is perverted.

Yuan Zhan, looking at Shu Yi's eyes, almost saw what the other person was thinking.

Want to fxck my Mo? Let's see if your stuff is hard enough.

Shu Yi felt like a sharp arrow, and his eyes quickly turned to Yuan Zhan.

They looked at each other with opposite eyes, both of them scorned and mocked each other.

"He, I want him." Shu Yi, referring to Yan Mo, calmly declared to Yuan Zhan the future ownership of Yan Mo.

Yan Mo: Did the man take the wrong medicine? Or am I full of headache and dizziness? Why do I think he said "I want him" and meant "I want to sleep with him"?

Fu Dian: Is this a messing around?

Song Zhen had already entered the empty space center and turned around and went back. God of life above, should he stay or go back to continue watching the fun, they Mucheng-Forest City people do not like the limelight at all, do not rush to fight, really.

People: Is this Ding Yue's revenge for the limelight of the Jiu Yuan? Well, actually we also want the Jiu Yuan's little priest, especially, really!

Everyone thought the Jiu Yuan Chief would be angry.

But Yuan Zhan laughed and looked lazily at Fu Dian Chief on the other side: "You lack a priest? Why not join our tribe directly?

He then ignored Shu Yi directly!

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