I am the emperor of Mengwang

Chapter 1027 The Three Desperate Women; Ultia's Pleading

The current 'Original Three Women' are much stronger than they were in the 'Original Story'.

In terms of 'existence value' alone, it is much better than the original work.

This does not include the 'immortal arts' and 'martial arts' that I bestowed upon them.

However, that alone is not enough!

The three women are still missing one crucial thing.

This will also be the decisive factor in determining the outcome of the battle that follows.

That is... the 'ultimate skill'!!!

Only those who possess the 'ultimate skill' will be able to step onto the real battlefield in the upcoming great war!

After the three women finished speaking, they all looked at their lord, who had bestowed everything upon them, with eyes filled with a kind of obsessive faith.

They clearly understood who their current strength came from.

If it weren't for 'Mo Li' bestowing upon them names and physical bodies, adding to their foundation with his own demonic essence, and even consuming a large number of human souls to help them break through the shackles of the 'Demon King', then the three of them would probably still be 'high-ranking demon generals' who have just appeared in the world.

Or perhaps, because they haven't met a wise ruler, they'll return to the underworld, a place filled with bloodshed and slaughter, a place that represents death and destruction, and idly become their progenitor of demons.

It's not that being a 'Primordial Demon' is bad, but it's obvious that under the 'Emperor's' command, they have far more freedom and possibilities!

Therefore, the three of them cherish everything they have now and are constantly honing their skills in order to repay the kindness they can never repay!

At least all three of them are currently quite satisfied with their own abilities.

In such a short time, he directly recovered to his peak strength when he was in the 'Underworld', and even surpassed it.

However, just as the three were anticipating Mo Li's evaluation, a voice that shattered their spirits and broke their Dao hearts suddenly reached their ears.

"too weak."

Mo Li's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible unless you listened very closely.

But who are those three?!

The seven 'Primordial Demons' who stand at the pinnacle of the world.

It was even a terrifying being who broke through the shackles of the 'Demon King'.

Don't say it, the voice is too soft.

They can even peek into the thoughts of the weaker beings.

However, these three short words made the three 'Primordial Demons' feel as if they had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell and were suffering endless torment and despair.

Even breathing became extremely difficult.

It is clear that 'Rock King Cave Heaven' is a unique 'blessed land' in this world, with a concentration of magic essence that is rare in the world.

But it gave them a sense of the suffering that the magic energy was undergoing.

At this moment, the cave that had once amazed and astonished them, a wonder of the world, instantly turned into a deathly gray-white.

There was not a glimmer of hope, only an overwhelming sense of despair and annihilation that was about to engulf them.

The three of them have now lost their ideals, the meaning of life, and even the hope of existence because of the name 'Mo Li'.

"thump----"

With a crisp sound, Testarossa, who always loved cleanliness and even had a slight obsession with cleanliness, knelt down without caring about the dirt and dust on the ground.

The original graceful and elegant demeanor has vanished, replaced only by a look of despair covered by sorrow and devastation.

"Your Majesty, we... have failed your expectations. Please... punish us severely!"

The usually arrogant Testarossa pressed her head directly to the ground this time. Her words no longer carried her usual arrogance and sense of control; instead, they were filled with the despair of fearing that she would be abandoned.

Seeing Testarossa's usual haughty demeanor, Ultia and Carrera no longer harbored any mockery towards their arch-enemy whom they had fought for for countless years.

There is also the fear and dread of one's own unknown fate.

Ultimar and Karela knelt down without hesitation in the direction of Mo Li. They didn't say a word, because their actions spoke volumes.

At this moment, the three primordial beings, who were the 'original demon progenitors', no longer had their former arrogance and indulgence; all that remained was despair and trepidation.

Looking at the three women kneeling before him, Mo Li's originally calm and composed expression turned to one of astonishment.

What... what's going on?!

It seems he didn't say anything at all!

Then came the words of disappointment.

And what's with their desperate, death-ready look?!

Is he... really that scary?!

Besides, doesn't Rimuru always say that Gobuta, Ranga, and many of his subordinates aren't very strong?

Shouldn't we make them practice more?!

How did it turn out like this when it came to me?!

Mo Li was a little confused at this moment!

What Mo Li didn't know was that for 'fanatics', what they feared most was never a powerful enemy.

What always made them feel the most desperate and fearful was their 'lord's' disappointment in them.

Such beings would regard all the words of those they are loyal to as 'divine pronouncements,' the goals of their actions, and the meaning of their existence.

Sometimes, even the most severe injuries are less damaging than a single word of 'disappointment' from one's lord.

"stand up."

Mo Li frowned, his tone serious and heavy.

Upon hearing these words, Testarossa, Ultima, and Carrera all instinctively shivered.

But in the end, they did not disobey Mo Li's words, or rather, they were unable to disobey any of Mo Li's requests.

The three women shakily stood up from the ground.

The three women's eyes were red, and you could even see dried tear stains on their faces.

In addition, the dust and dirt on their clothes from kneeling made the three women look so pitiful that it brought tears to the eyes and evoked pity in the onlookers.

Especially Testarossa, known as the 'White Queen', had her long, snow-white hair disheveled, with the tips even dusted with Sisi's dirt from kneeling on the ground, giving her an air of broken glass.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I, we..."

At this moment, the petite Ultima spoke tremulously, but she stopped mid-sentence, unsure of what to say next.

The esteemed person before them had bestowed upon them so many wonderful things.

Name, physical body, heritage, place of refuge, even... the meaning of existence.

However... they did not live up to the expectations this adult had for them.

There's no point in arguing about it anymore.

They deserved to be abandoned.

Thinking of this, Ultima's heart was completely filled with endless despair and sorrow.

Now she finally understood Diavola's insistence on Lord Rimuru, and she also understood what it truly meant to be "worse than dead".

However, even so, Ultima did not want to give up. She slowly moved her body to Moli's side.

Kneeling on the ground, she grabbed Mo Li's clothes and pleaded with red eyes.

"Please, don't... abandon us."

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