Chapter 167: Aili's Attitude

  "Is that what she said?" Mo Yan, wearing sunglasses and lying under a sun umbrella next to the rooftop pool of the White House, listened as Lucy briefed him on the process of this operation. This divine warrior, who had been trained by him in various ways for a long time, finally met Mo Yan's requirements in the previous period and could be assigned some tasks.

  Lucy was captured by Mo Yan during the battle in Council City, and she was chopped into a human stick. At that time, Mo Yan only intended to use her as a test subject for studying the abilities of the God's Chosen Warriors, or turn her into a specimen like a war trophy, along with the spine he had personally extracted, as a collection.

  But after returning to Thunder Cliff, because Rize couldn't decipher the secrets of the divine technique, and Moyan felt that using it as a specimen would be too brutal and wasteful. So, with an attitude of trying it out, Moyan began to train it, incidentally honing his own somewhat rusty skills, and now the results look very good.

  The willpower of the Chosen Warrior is very strong, if it were just relying on what Mo Yan learned in the training camp, it would probably take two or three years to make her his loyal servant. However, this is a world of magic, and mind-controlling magic is not uncommon, although Mo Yan did not mainly rely on these means.

  But she also used some magical means to assist, making her consciousness and will greatly reduced during the training, so that the entire training process was improved. Now that all the training content has been completed, even if her consciousness is completely clear, she has become a loyal servant of her former arch-nemesis. In her heart, there is not only no disgust or resistance, but instead full of pride and loyalty.

  For every detail of that night. The handsome and elegant chosen warriors all told the Minotaur without reservation, as a threat to the golden-haired girl who was the daughter of the Minotaur. For Lucy, who was already willing to pay with her full loyalty, the master's means were far more terrifying than death.

  "This is an interesting thing, has he recovered his memory and still calls me dad?" The Minotaur stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment before nodding at Lucy: "I'll take care of this matter. How was the limbs I made for you during this battle? Although it can be seen from the dolls he made that Lazell is not weak in this aspect, but fighting against four or five Divine Selection warriors shouldn't be so easy."

  Lucy glanced around the empty balcony, then began to undo her clothes and took them all off. Let the Minotaur see her tight and clean body. She waved her arms and legs in a few agile movements, and Lucy smiled at the Minotaur: "This is the best gift I received from my master, this quadrupedal sensation is very vivid, and it's much stronger than before in terms of power and intensity."

  Lucy's limbs can be said to be the crystallization of Rize and others' wisdom, completing the manufacture of four perfect limbs. By Clari, a necromancer familiar with human body structure, designed a sensitive nervous system and the girl's limb bones needed, while Rize carved various amplification magic arrays on the well-made bones. Finally, by Lazell, an alchemist who had been subdued, attached flesh and blood to complete it.

  The material used to make the bones that form these limbs is made from the armor of the Divine Chosen Warriors stolen from the Council City, which is currently known as the most solid material, although it's a bit heavy but not unacceptable, after all, as the Goddess of War, Lucy has some powers that ordinary people can't match. In fact, the material that makes up the arm muscles can also solve this weight problem very well.

  Alchemy based on the principle of equivalent exchange, in order to create the sharp nerves designed by the Necromancer and the necessary muscles and skin, requires a human sacrifice. And this is where Mo Yan provides the materials. There are several things that ordinary people can't get, such as the blood of a black dragon and one's own flesh.

  In addition, there were also Saldian prisoners who had committed capital offenses in the city. The essence of dozens of lives from a powerful species, combined with the flesh and blood of two powerful creatures, gave these four limbs extremely formidable strength. They could fight against warriors who could be said to have the strongest power, the Earth God's warriors, precisely because of this reason.

  Lucy, who had actually obtained such power, could easily kill the Forest Goddess and Earth God's chosen warriors with her own War God's divine gift. Even if she added three months of godly warriors, she was completely confident that she could escape immediately. In order to complete the task given by Mo Yan, in the battle, except when using a part of her power against Andrew, she never went all out.

  According to the original plan, she was supposed to pretend to be injured and captured, then leak out some unfavorable words about the war god, and take advantage of their momentary distraction to make a sudden escape. However, having become somewhat entranced by the battle, she slightly forgot about the execution of the plan. Instead, she ended up entangling with five people until Elie, who was waiting on the side, hit her leg joint with a stone, and unable to dodge Andrew's punch, truly got injured.

  Lucy was sent to the border of Eran for a reason that wasn't complicated. When Mo Yan thought Lucy could really bring it out, he remembered what the goddess said about those divine warriors wandering around the border of Eran. Based on Lucy's identity as a divine warrior, Mo Yan devised a plan aimed at making the gods suspect each other, and then there were those things that happened on the border of Eran.

  Due to the influence of some kind of power from the goddess, the entire Eran is now a blind spot for all gods, and they do not know what happened in Eran. From the battles between the gods in history, as well as Aili who was betrayed by them, it can be known that these invaders who came from another world are not necessarily united.

  They were already suspicious of each other, and if some unfavorable rumors reached their ears at this time, it would be like a spark falling into a barrel of gunpowder. The existing gap would instantly expand several times, and the God of War would be the first to suffer, and he would not admit this unfounded accusation either.

  Distinguishing will be the lightest way to deal with it, and the most likely is to grasp a loophole and then counter-accuse those who accuse him of being divine. If things can develop smoothly as Mo Yan said, the second large-scale war of gods may erupt. At that time, the whole world will be stirred up, and he can take advantage of the chaos to fish in troubled waters.

  And yet, even if this intention was suppressed by the gods for various reasons. In fact, Mo Yan didn't lose anything, he sent Lucy to get rid of the dogs guarding his door, while those gods could only stare blankly in the divine realm, their chosen warriors unable to break through the maze set up by the goddess.

  "Ah... the skin tone still needs some adjustment." Mo Yan looked at Lucy's naked body, specifically at the seams of her limbs, and immediately noticed the color difference. "Let Lazier adjust it for you later, although it's not noticeable if you don't look closely, but these arms are a bit too pale white, an expert can spot the anomaly at a glance."

  "Alright, master." Lucy nodded and began to put on her clothes. Her slow movements seemed as if she was waiting for something to happen, but even after she finished dressing, the Minotaur continued to stare at her without doing anything. This made Lucy glance at her somewhat flat chest and think with a hint of disappointment: "I guess... master likes big breasts?"

  "By the way, it's best if you don't go into town for now." Moyan said as Lucy was about to leave: "Although there shouldn't be anyone in Lei Feng Gorge who knows your original self, it's still better to be careful, just in case they recognize you and cause trouble."

  Lucy nodded and pushed open the door to walk out.

  Mo Yan picked up the chilled beer beside him, gazing at the rippling water surface under the sun's rays. No one knew what he was thinking about at that moment. He sat there for a long time until the sun was about to set before standing up and saying: "You've been staring at me for so long, I'm getting annoyed. If you want to do something, come out already. You won't have the chance to ambush me."

  "Daddy..." A blonde girl with two ponytails emerged from the shadow of a pillar behind the Minotaur, walking somewhat timidly to his front and saying in a tone filled with strong grievance: "I didn't intentionally want to recall those things. The things that happened before, Elly won't do them again. Don't be mad at Elly, okay?"

  Looking at the girl in front of him, whose eyes were already welling up with tears, the Minotaur gazed quietly for a long time through his sunglasses. If there was anything most dangerous on Thundercliff, it would be this girl in front of him. And now, that demigod who almost killed her in the ruins had recovered her past memories.

  The powerful semi-divine strength had never disappeared, this was something Mo Yan knew from the very beginning. After all, being able to contend with a powerful black dragon wasn't something an ordinary girl could do. This had also worried Mo Yan for a long time.

  However, as time passed, although Aili's powers continued to grow, she didn't show any signs of recovering her memories. As for this girl who was completely devoted to him and the inexplicable intimacy he felt towards her, it slowly made him put down his worries, and even think that maintaining this status quo wasn't bad either.

  Now this demigod who almost killed him has fully recovered his memory, but her attitude towards herself is still like this. Is she acting or really treating Mo Yan as the person closest to her? After discovering that Aili was watching from the side, he sat there thinking about this question.