Reborn with Steve Stand - Chapter 732: Reshpon, Village of Pain

After Fang Mo spoke those words, everyone present thought it was just a threat.

Three seconds later.

He really did slowly raise his arms.

“None of you know your place, do you?” Fang Mo said, his aura suddenly changing. “Very well, from now on, let North Myre experience pain…”

At that moment.

Fang Mo’s body slowly rose from the ground, like a kite from Teemu for $5. With his back to the sun, he looked like a deity descending to earth, his eyes coldly watching the group of thieves below, a world-destroying power brewing within him.

“Wait… give me a second!”

Summon was stunned and quickly shouted, “You really only gave three seconds! Isn’t that a bit too short?”

“When you say three seconds, you mean three seconds,” Fang Mo replied calmly.

“But I haven’t gotten up yet!” Summon shouted, “Are you planning to kill me too?”

“Don’t worry, I’m here.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Manyullyn, with a sly smile, said, “Come on, sister, hold on to my halberd.”

“Hold what???”

Summon was taken aback.

“Hehe, I misspoke,” Manyullyn sincerely explained. “Sorry, I’ve been obsessed with ‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms’ recently, so sometimes I think I’m a halberd.”

“I…”

Summon looked slightly disdainful.

But at this moment, Fang Mo, who was in mid-air, launched his ultimate move: “Super Shinra Tensei!”

“Holy crap!”

Manyullyn was also a bit anxious, urging Summon, “No time to explain, get on!”

Before Summon could react, her ring activated, and large black and purple tentacles extended from it, wrapping around the knife handle. Another tentacle grabbed the round belly of Summon’s snowman suit.

The next second, Manyullyn shot straight into the air.

At the same time.

A massive repulsive force exploded.

With a roar, the town square was torn apart by the immense power, and the thieves’ group was instantly obliterated, turning into clouds of blood mist.

The repulsive force field expanded outward, pushing the square deep into the ground. The layers of rock shattered, and the entire town vanished in an instant, everything being crushed into the earth. What was once a desolate village was now a vast, empty crater.

“This…”

Summon, witnessing Fang Mo’s power from this perspective for the first time, was stunned.

The dense group of thieves looked like mosquitoes from high above, crushed and exploded, small blood flowers blooming, both insignificant and shocking.

“Impressive, as expected from our leader,” Manyullyn, also in the sky, commented. “To stop the evil thieves from holding a dog meat festival, he leveled the town. Such merit is soaring…”

“What?”

Summon was taken aback. “Didn’t the dogs die too?”

“Girl, let me remind you, you’re ten thousand meters above the ground, and I can cut this tentacle at any time,” Manyullyn warned. “I hope you know your place.”

“You’re the real dog here!” Summon shouted.

“Alright, stop arguing,” Fang Mo, having finished his move, interrupted. He slowly descended, explaining, “The townsfolk here have long been dead; all that was left were thieves.”

“And dogs.”

Summon reminded.

“Why are you so fixated on dogs? You’re not Makima,” Fang Mo said irritably. “Delezie’s aura can corrupt all creatures. What you saw were rabid dogs.”

“I just like animals, can’t I?” Summon retorted.

“I like animals too. I have them at every meal,” Fang Mo shrugged. “Animals are man’s best-tasting friends…”

“How can you say that?”

Summon said, “What if I wanted to eat you instead?”

“Don’t ask, just keep eating,” Fang Mo replied without thinking. Before Summon could react, he added, “Oh, I almost forgot, I promised you I wouldn’t be Nunu. So you can’t eat…”

“Where exactly am I eating!!!” Summon finally understood, blushing and shouting, “Weren’t we talking about dogs?”

“Oh, you’re too noisy,” Fang Mo waved his hand and pulled out a dog from somewhere, handing it to Summon. “You like dogs, right? Here, play with it, not me.”

“Who was playing with you… huh?”

Summon was initially annoyed, but seeing Fang Mo really handed over a dog, she was stunned.

The dog Fang Mo handed over was none other than the little Cheems.

“Woof?”

Little Cheems was also confused, holding a rag as if doing chores, suddenly transported here.

“Go, play with her,” Fang Mo said to Cheems, pushing it into Summon’s arms. “My dog is awesome. It can do backflips and dimensional slashes.”

“Yes, yes,” Manyullyn echoed. “It can even use gel-like hands, just like Aizen’s.”

“What is a dimensional slash?”

Summon ignored Manyullyn’s slashing knife, took over the small dog, and asked Fang Mo a question.

“It’s good if you have a chance to let it demonstrate.”

Fang Mo responded perfunctorily. At this moment, the two had already landed back on the ground. He grabbed Manyullyn’s slashing knife with one hand, put it back into the storage space, and then summoned Steve to start setting up the array, preparing the altar.

“What are you doing again?”

Summon, holding the dog, curiously approached.

“Summoning spirits.”

While explaining, Fang Mo took out the Abyss Book and the Gatekeeper’s Staff. First, he controlled Steve to create a name tag with Mo Zhen’s name on it. Then, with a wave of the staff, he activated the dark magic.

It was the dark resurrection.

Fang Mo really did not want to argue with those insane thieves anymore.

So he simply cleared the area. He knew the name of the boss here and planned to kill everyone, then resurrect this one for interrogation. This turned out to be an ideal result.

Accompanied by blasphemous whispers from beyond the world, countless strange symbols gathered together. Rolling black mist, as if connected to the abyss, quickly brought footsteps. The leader of the mad thief group, a fierce bald man, slowly walked out.

Initially, this person called ‘Dog Handler Mo Zhen’ was quite defiant.

After all, he had no idea what had happened. He was sleeping in the town hall one moment, and the next, he was crushed to death by a force field, with no pain at all.

Now, seeing the two standing before him.

He thought he was dreaming.

He even brightened up upon seeing the small dog, intending to capture and train it as his tool.

However, Fang Mo couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.

Such a minor character had been killed thousands of times in the game.

Fang Mo drew Manyullyn’s slashing knife again, spoke some heartfelt words to him, and soon, Mo Zhen started begging for mercy.

Being able to roam the North Myre region for years, Mo Zhen was clearly familiar with the terrain. But upon hearing Fang Mo intended to go to Reshpon, his face changed, indicating that it was not feasible.

Yet, no matter how ruthless a boss is.

They can’t withstand the pressure from the Lord of Hell for long.

Soon, Mo Zhen tearfully took a pen in his mouth and drew a detailed map of the surrounding area on paper.

Fang Mo glanced at the map.

He found that the village of pain of Reshpon was quite far from here.

He initially thought it was near North Myre, but there was a desert and an abandoned mine between North Myre and Reshpon. Walking would take a long time.

After thinking for a bit.

Fang Mo decided to fly there. After dealing with Mo Zhen with a single kick, Fang Mo flew north with Summon again.

Since they flew.

It only took a little over ten minutes.

The two crossed the vast desert and the nearby mining village.

Fang Mo glanced at these two places below. He had some impression of them. If he remembered correctly, these were also dungeons in the game, likely from the 70s era. One was called Bewildering Village, and the other Blood Butterfly Dance.

He remembered the official release of a hero-level dungeon back then.

The difficulty was above king and hell levels.

And the hero-level Blood Butterfly was the hardest. Fang Mo vaguely remembered being beaten by that boss.

Of course, he was only beaten a few times.

After all, under F1, all beings are equal. How could a mere Blood Butterfly beat the Almighty Push?

Recalling various past experiences, Fang Mo flew straight towards his destination, Reshpon, the village of pain, where Delezie’s main body was. Due to Fang Mo’s excellent vision, he could see the gloomy village in the distance after crossing the desert.

Because of Delezie’s apostle power.

The weather there showed unnatural changes.

Originally, this village near the desert should have had clear skies, but due to pathogen pollution, it was shrouded in thick, purplish-black clouds, resembling rotten tumors, constantly writhing.

Accompanied by flashes of lightning, dense gray-black rain drizzled on the village.

Although it looked like rain.

The rain and the clouds above contained a large number of terrifying pathogens.

Normal creatures.

If exposed to this rain, or even just breathing the air here, the airborne bacteria would kill them from the inside out, with no chance of survival.

Even their bodies would melt into a gooey mess.

“It seems we are almost there.”

Fang Mo looked at the village ahead and turned to Summon: “But this place seems dangerous. I need to take some precautions for you.”

“What kind of precautions?”

Summon instinctively asked.

“I’ll give you a small umbrella.” Fang Mo said while rubbing a light ball with his hands: “Look, it’s raining ahead. Getting wet is a small matter, but getting infected is a big one.”

“Woof…”

Before Summon could respond, the small dog covered its face with its paws in embarrassment.

“…”

Summon glanced at the small dog, then at Fang Mo: “Can you explain? Does your statement have another meaning?”

“No, no, it’s your overthinking!”

Fang Mo defended himself: “Don’t worry, you are my little emperor. Bringing you to such a dangerous place for adventure, I must ensure thorough preparation. Come, let me put a protective charm on you…”

“What do you take me for…”

Summon was about to say something, but suddenly, a sharp whistling sound came from the desert behind.

“Hmm?”

Fang Mo frowned upon hearing this, then calmly said, “Dispel.”

A huge translucent barrier appeared. Without even turning back, several sword energies from the desert struck the barrier and shattered into countless air currents, whistling past the two.

“Enemies?”

Unlike the calm Fang Mo, Summon looked nervous, observing the surroundings: “Is it Delezie? Or Hilder… trying to stop us?”

After a brief observation.

Summon quickly noticed a distant figure.

A tall, stern-looking, fearsome man, holding a katana, was staring at them.

“Is that…”

Summon was stunned.