Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 297 "Human Sacrifice Winner"

A dozen...God King...

[War Demon God] I am very fortunate that when I deliberately pretended to come here today, my face was not projected.Otherwise, even with his strange devil face full of pimples and scars to cover up, he probably would lose control of his expression management.

A god king is tough enough.

Even for the tree god Surman, who is not too powerful and has no allies, the natural god king, in order to plot against it, it took hundreds of years for the plague player to barely destroy its foundation.

Not to mention a dozen god kings.

Whoever is going to talk, he is definitely a war god who is farting.

Sadly, he is the demon god who was once slapped in the face!
He had no doubt that as long as he dared to show his body that day, those unreasonable lunatics would definitely arrest him no matter the cost.When the time comes, it will be him who will be thrown to pull the boat instead of Botis, that trash.

Regardless of why his former watchdog, Botis, was missing, he just needed to make sure Mark wasn't bluffing him.

Before coming, they, a group of overly shrewd villainous bosses, had already discussed that it was not worthwhile to confront Mark head-on.They also estimated that Mark might not be able to get the support of the foreign kings at any time.

Mark is right here, and whoever dares to attack Mark will face the wrath of that god-king.

There is no reason for this.

The evil gods of the monkey spirit, who is willing to do such a crap thing of sacrificing oneself as an enemy?
You can chat, but you can only talk about [-] cents.

Now that Mark is in a state that I am willing to talk about, it actually gives the War Demon God hope.

"Oh? What if the target of not shooting is limited to Your Excellency and your god-level subordinates?" The War Demon God subtly changed his title. With his personality, his words were extremely polite.

"That's... another price!" Mark pointed out.

The Demon God of War is not the Demon King of Wrath, and [War] can also be a warmonger.Since the War Demon God knows that he can start a war, but it is not up to him to decide when the war will end, so for him who is assigned to this task, it is ideal not to start a war.

Now that both parties have the intention to cooperate tentatively, let's talk about it.

Talking about this kind of thing, unless you are eager for success, will never be the boss who personally ends up slobbering and swearing at each other.

[War Demon God]'s will receded, and it was agreed to send someone to talk tomorrow.

An Apocalypse Knight was sent over there, and Bishop Albert was sent by Mark here.

Bishop Albert actually had a toothache and didn't want to take on the job.

"Send someone else, I'm afraid he'll be mentally polluted! Originally, Rosalin was quite suitable."

The woman of my eldest master can't be cannon fodder.

Albert could only bite the bullet and take it: "Then, what is your bottom line?"

"The last [War Stele] is definitely in his hands. Even if he doesn't have it, he knows where to get it. I want that, and the rest of the artifacts, or the [Knowledge Book], as much as you can get." Mark marked the way.

Lao De couldn't bear it anymore: "No, in case the Twin Goddesses really need you..."

Mark gave his cheap grandfather a look: "Do you think they will agree to crossing half of the continent to the Wright Imperial Capital with my combat power here?"

"This……"

If the War Demon God dares to come to play the game first, he must not be afraid of the power of Mark to run away casually.

Teleporting this thing is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the cost of teleporting the body of the god is not small.The third is that half of the gods under Mark are non-combat art gods, and their teleportation skills are weaker than those of the combat type.Once they are separated, the evil gods can intercept them in space.

So the rest of the regular route, guess there's a million cultists out there swarming the port of San Marino?
Lao De was still a little unwilling: "But..."

"Grandpa, you don't think that my combat power here can affect the situation of the twin goddesses?"

"Uh."

On Mark's side, no matter how strong the book is, it's just a game of chess, and it's impossible for the evil faction not to guard against him.

Since Mark was in such a good mood and wanted to cheat the War Demon God, the other party just needed Mark's 'neutrality'. Finally, after a lot of wrangling, the two sides reached a god-level covenant.

The four apocalypse demon gods headed by the 'War God' over there have reached the following contract with Mark - unless Mark is formally attacked by the evil alliance, he and his subordinates will not openly join the camp of the twin goddesses and their allies.As a price, [War Demon God] is willing to pay Mark a [Sky War Stele], three weak neutral artifacts, including a mutilated [Book of Mysteries].

The artifacts are true, but these three artifacts are all left over from a lost god in the last millennium.

It is true that there are no evil thoughts attached, but these things, even Mark's system test, are still a series of question marks.Unless an opportunity arises, the value of this thing remains on paper.

This is the highest price the evil sect is willing to pay.

Everyone knows that this contract is full of loopholes, and no matter which party, it is signed in the spirit of 'abandoning the contract'.

The only thing that is certain is that both parties actually signed this contract for the purpose of putting pressure on the Twin Goddesses.

From the moment the contract was signed, the spies of the cultists lurking in the capital of Wright began to make trouble, claiming that the Mark camp had abandoned them, and that there would be no reinforcements from the capital of Wright and the Twin Church.

And Mark expressed the same attitude - if you don't come, you won't be able to keep the last bit of property.

The news spread to the Kingdom of the Twin Gods.

The Goddess of Light was so angry that she threw a pot on the spot: "That brat! He looks like he's determined to eat our sisters! I, I will definitely kill him—"

"Oh? Is that so? When will I do it? I also want to stab him thousands of times." The Evernight Goddess played with a sharp dagger, her eyes flashed a cold dissatisfaction: "Hmph! It's in vain that I took such good care of him back then. "

It's one thing to complain about anger.

Seeing the truth is another matter.

Don't forget, Albert is still the bishop of Guangming. He didn't even need to be ordered by the goddess of light. He kept the full contract in his mind and entrusted the dream to the goddess of light.

Tell them from another angle that Mark has more than enough self-preservation but not enough aggressiveness. His family background is not enough to cross the continent to save the situation.Of course, his fellow countrymen were another matter.

"Sister! Did you find out that Mark's little bastard didn't increase the price?"

"Yes, he didn't." Evernight Goddess gritted her teeth.

On Mark's side, Muse seldom teased him: "Yo, it's really rare, I thought you would raise the price over there too?"

"Don't talk nonsense, men have always been dedicated to goddesses!"

Those who are not time travelers can't understand this stalk.

On the Caribbean, a double-digit mermaid was swimming in the pool, admiring the silver surface of the pool in the sun, Mark smiled: "Oh, the God Realm doesn't necessarily have to fight and kill. Be happy How about a silver pool party, okay?"
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ps: On the fifth day, I can't say that my status has recovered, I can only say casual code to prove that I am still alive.

(End of this chapter)