Peerless War God

C2178 It Was Better to be the First to Strike



C2178 It Was Better to be the First to Strike

1In such a large clan, even though all of the Flood Dragons only had one surname, all of them had the same surname, Mo.    

    

However, being distant from one's friends, one's status, living conditions, treatment and so on, these were inevitable and must exist objectively.    

    

Whether it was in the human race, the sea race, or other places, there would definitely be people of various ranks.    

    

Mo Tao was different from Mo Su's ordinary background. He came from a cultivation clan of the Flood Dragon Clan. His parents and ancestors all had talent in cultivation and had accumulated a certain amount of resources.    

    

Therefore, although Mo Su and him were similar in terms of talent, his strength was a small realm stronger than Mo Su.    

    

There was nothing special about this. It was just that his starting point was a little bit higher, and he had more resources and experience to accumulate. Furthermore, he had cultivated for several decades.    

    

However, as time passed, it would only increase by a small realm, so it wouldn't be considered as a big advantage.    

    

Mo Tao had been stuck at the late Dao Emperor level for a very long time.    

    

Compared to Mo Su, who had advanced by leaps and bounds and didn't encounter any big bottlenecks, the potential that he displayed was even greater than Mo Tao's.    

    

Although it was rarely seen, deep in his heart, he was still a little envious and jealous of Mo Su.    

    

The same two geniuses would only push each other out.    

    

This was an excellent opportunity. Not only could he conveniently get rid of Mo Su, an existence that would possibly pose a threat to his position in the future, he could also use his life to help him escape.    

    

It was killing two birds with one stone, although it was indeed a bit despicable.    

    

However, Mo Tao was willing to do anything to survive.    

    

Mo Tao immediately made his decision as so many complex thoughts flashed through his mind. He gathered an attack in his right hand.    

    

The blue light flashed little by little, bringing with it a bone-chilling coldness.    

    

"Mo Su, go to hell."    

    

He quickly raised his right hand, and the light gathered in his palm was about to attack.    

    

However, at this crucial moment, an accident happened. Mo Tao didn't even see anything. He only used his divine sense to check what was rapidly approaching him.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

He subconsciously paused for a moment and instantly became alert.    

    

However, it was this subconscious pause that took his life.    

    

Puff!    

    

An incomparable sound came out from his body. Mo Tao's body shook. A sharp pain came from his chest and came to his mind.    

    

The intense pain made it so that the attack he had created didn't have enough time to attack, and it immediately dissipated.    

    

"This is …"    

    

He lowered his head with incomparable difficulty only to see a fist-sized hole appearing in his chest. An indescribable pain surged through his entire body.    

    

Although this attack didn't kill him, it still caused a lot of damage to his body. Adding on the fact that he was in such a dangerous situation, it was more than enough to kill him.    

    

"Mo Su, it's him. He made the first move. How, how could this be, no … …"    

    

This was the last thought in his mind. Instantly, Mo Tao's eyes turned bloodshot and he became incomparably crazy. There was also a trace of deep despair and fear.    

    

Just when he was about to attack and slow down and be swept away by the tentacles as a cushion, he took the opportunity to escape.    

    

Mo Su was more ruthless, more vicious, and faster than him.    

    

He never expected that the usually carefree Mo Su would be so decisive at such a critical moment.    

    

Actually, he was the one who wanted to change his mind. If the one controlling the body of Mo Su was the real Mo Su, then perhaps he really would have gotten away with it.    

    

Unfortunately, he met Chen Xiao, an existence that experienced countless dangers.    

    

He didn't even have time to think about it. The next moment, the black tentacles attacked and forcefully wrapped themselves around Mo Tao's body. He pulled him back and threw him into the mouth of the gigantic sea monster. He died without a complete corpse.    

    

Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Xiao's speed increased again and quickly escaped the danger.    

    

After walking several tens of thousands of meters away from the island, he coldly watched the change of the situation.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

In mid-air, Chen Xiao's expression was very cold.    

    

The moment he made his move, he clearly saw the light in Mo Tao's right hand suddenly light up. Clearly, the other party had the same idea as him.    

    

However, Chen Xiao did it first, so the one who died would be Mo Tao.    

    

Of course, even if he made a move afterwards, he was completely confident that he could easily dodge Mo Tao's attack. However, there was no need for that.    

    

The first strike was the best, and he immediately dealt with this calamity.    

    

On the island of Angry Claw, the situation was extremely chaotic. No one had noticed the abnormality here.    

    

Many of the other Mojiao Clan warriors that had escaped to a safe zone were pale-faced and looked as if they had just survived a disaster.    

    

However, some of the Mojito warriors weren't so lucky. In the chaos, they were swept away by the black tentacles and thrown into the belly of the sea monster.    

    

Some were weak, while others were simply unlucky.    

    

This time, half of the surviving Mojito warriors on the island had been cut in half. It could be said that they had suffered heavy losses.    

    

An atmosphere of grief, indignation, and despair was slowly brewing.    

    

"This monster is too terrifying. It's not something we can deal with. It's too scary."    

    

"That's right. Staying here is just suicide. This garrison mission is completely unreasonable. They want us to die for nothing. This is too hateful."    

    

"Not bad, your life is more important, why the hell would you care about a ghost mission?"    

    

After thinking for a moment, the group of Mojito warriors who managed to survive realized that something was wrong. Angry, they immediately turned around and left, giving up on Angry Claw Island.    

    

If it was only an ordinary sea monster defense mission, then it would be fine. After all, sea monsters were not that scary and could be killed. However, the strength of this enormous sea monster was too strong.    

    

It was so strong that countless of the Flood Dragon Clan despaired, unable to produce even the slightest hope of winning.    

    

What's more, this group of Flood Dragons didn't know the true secret of Angry Claw Island, nor did they know about the existence of the mysterious blood crystals. They only knew that there was a spirit iron vein on Angry Claw Island.    

    

At the moment, there was no need for him to lose his life over a mine like this.    

    

Very quickly, more than half of the group slipped away, leaving only a small minority of the Mojiao clansmen. Chen Xiao was one of them.    

    

He didn't choose to stay behind to help Mo Hai or to fight against this terrifying sea monster. What he wanted was the secret of this island!    

    

Many of the Mojiao Clan warriors tried to escape, but the deacon Mo Hai didn't care. This was because even if these people stayed, they wouldn't be able to play any role in a battle of this level.    

    

At present, what he was most worried about was still the gigantic sea monster. As it got closer and closer, an extremely difficult choice emerged in his mind.    

    

Run or stay    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]    

    


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