The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 804 Can You Gamble?

"Bastard!"

"How dare you massacre hundreds of thousands of elites from my dark camp!"

"This son must die!"

"What the hell is that black mist just now! Why is it so terrifying!"

At this moment, Zhou Dui, the envoy of gods and demons in Motian Pavilion, has red eyes, and his thoughts are full of boiling killing intent!
The sense of rage has completely enveloped him.

This time the dark camp suffered too much loss!
"The Holy Emperor really saw the right person!"

"This kid is interesting..."

Ziling, the holy emperor of the Shengtian League, looked at Fang Fan with great interest, his beautiful eyes were full of curiosity, and he was also secretly surprised at the moment.

Just now she felt at least the energy fluctuations of seven top true king powerhouses. Could it be that there are so many top true king powerhouses guarding this kid?
And those methods of black mist are also miraculous, killing people invisible!

"Weekly value! According to the previous bet, shouldn't the million Demon God Fruit be given to the Holy Emperor!"

The plump young woman Zi Ling suddenly rolled her eyes. You must know that there was a bet before!

At the beginning, I only said this out of anger, and to be honest, I never thought that I could really succeed.

Originally, in Zi Ling's opinion, Fang Fan and the little girl beside him chose to admit defeat and escape from the battlefield of gods and demons, which was the best ending.

But who knew that Fang Fan would fight back in a desperate situation, and completely dealt a devastating blow to the examiners of the dark camp!

"Humph!"

"The assessment is not over yet, who knows what the result will be!"

Zhou Zhi, the demon messenger of Motian Pavilion, was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled. At this moment, he had no choice but to hold on.

Thinking of the million devil fruit... the weekly value makes me angry...

Even at his level, he can't just take out a million Demon God Fruits!
The reason why the Demon God Fruits were so generously given out to the examiners of the dark camp before was that on the one hand, it was to boost morale, and on the other hand... those Demon God Fruits could be reimbursed by the Demon Heaven Pavilion!
Anyway, what was consumed was the Demon God Fruit of the Demon Sky Pavilion, so he naturally didn't feel bad.

But now he made this bet with the plump young woman in private.

In other words, now that he has lost the bet, he has to take out the Demon God Fruit from his personal pocket...

My heart is bleeding right now!Isn't this killing him?

Just don't feel too bad!

"Hehe! Do the majestic demon messengers of the Demon Heaven Pavilion still want to play tricks? How dare you gamble with me even if you can't get a million demon fruits?"

"If you still want this face, quickly show me the Demon God Fruit!"

"Otherwise hehe... Don't blame the Holy Emperor for being rude!"

"This time, the holy emperor is reasonable. If he really launches an attack, the contract of God will definitely lean towards my light camp!"

"You, can you afford to gamble?"

Zi Ling smiled indifferently, she knew very well what the envoy of the devil in the Motian Pavilion was thinking, and wanted to renege on her, is it possible?
Hearing such a threat from the plump young woman, Zhou Zhi, the envoy of the devil in the Motian Pavilion, had a bulging vein on his forehead, obviously extremely annoyed!
But as the plump young woman said, if a war really starts, the power of the God's Contract may be directly added to the practitioners of the light camp, and will have a certain suppressive effect on the practitioners of the dark camp...

After all, when they made the bet just now, they were all witnessed by the contract of God.

"Humph!"

"What is a mere million devil fruit?"

"Give you!"

Zhou Zhi snorted coldly, and finally chose to compromise...

(End of this chapter)