I seem to be an evil god

Chapter 125 A chess piece that enriches one’s own pockets

James Pather stood there pitifully. This legendary executor encountered something that he would never encounter twice in his life. All the puppets turned out to be just one, and this unique puppet was so powerful that it made people troublesome.

There must be something wrong with this? Today should be a trap for me. There is no problem with my execution plan. Yes, there is no problem with my plan.

This sentence was repeated over and over again in Pather's mind, trying to hypnotize himself and keep this crazy reality away from him.

Liu Dao looked at Pather with a smile, the legendary executor, what a terrifying title, sending 7 invitations a day, what a frightening behavior, clearing everyone in the park instantly, what a powerful power.

Unfortunately, we still have to face this unexpected fact after all. I, Gaia Slanka, the most miserable and awesome evil god.

Time passed slowly, and James Pather finally accepted the fact that the powerful professional known as the Ghoul Summoner, Skeleton Commander, etc. in front of him was a scammer who was controlled by countless people.

Liu Dao's eyes were filled with pride as he looked at the winged rabbits and skeleton guards surrounding him. The pent-up feeling of having received seven invitations yesterday was finally released.

"One, two, three..." James calmed down and pointed at Liu Dao. No matter how big the change in the task was, James Passer would definitely complete it.

Liu Dao's eyes narrowed slightly. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. No matter how ridiculous today's scene seems, a ruthless fact will not be changed. He is destined to become a chess piece manipulated by others and participate in the chaos of the Lion City. among.

"The quantity is not enough, things are a bit troublesome." James Pass whispered in a low voice, Liu Dao's mind moved slightly, and he came to him waving his huge wings.

"What is today's mission? You can tell me."

While speaking, Liu Dao dispelled the earthen throne under his feet, and the huge dragon wings were withdrawn into his body. The skeletons sank into the ground one after another, and the strange rabbits also disappeared into the grass.

If the traces of their activities were not still there, it would be difficult to connect the harmless young man in front of him with the terrifying necromancer from before.

James sighed in his heart, the world's tide is constantly advancing, technology is developing faster and faster, and there will only be more and more such terrible young people in the future.

"Re-introducing me, my name is James Parser, and I am currently serving as the steward of the Earl of Glow, the highest nobleman in the Lion City."

Sure enough, Liu Dao lamented in his heart, from the initial newspaper propaganda to the big explosion in the Noble Center last night, plus the seven professionals who were secretly summoned today, Lord Landun, this nail that has stood tenaciously for a hundred years will eventually be destroyed. The owner of this land was uprooted.

"The target I summoned you to is the most famous person in Lion City recently. His crime has been publicized by everyone. We will turn into the people's sword to judge the biggest cancer in this city."

To put it nicely, Liu Dao scanned the silent guards around him. If this was really a just and bright action, there would be no need for a tainted person like him.

"Okay, Mr. Gaia, please leave first. Today is just an accident, but please believe that there will never be a shortage of righteous people in this city."

"When the Lion City needs you again, I hope to see you again."

Liu Dao stared at James who spoke righteously with his mouth agape. He talked about the struggle for power in such a high-level manner. If I hadn't been threatened, I would have almost believed you.

After saying that, James was about to leave. Liu Dao beside him spoke decisively:

"Mr. James, do you need the strength of 7 professionals or the confirmed 7 professionals?"

James stopped and turned to look at Liu Dao with interest, "I need seven professionals. The road to justice is always uneven, and evil people have no shortage of deceived people."

"Then maybe we can talk." Liu Dao showed a philistine smile, "It won't be easy to find seven more high-level professionals. The key point is to find righteous people, right?"

"Oh, tell me."

"You should have seen just now that I am barely a moderately successful necromancer." Liu Dao showed a sly smile, "Quantity has never been a problem for necromancers."

"What do you need?" James' question went straight to the core, "If you want to summon 6 professionals, what do you need?"

"Haha", seeing that the other party was thinking about it, Liu Dao showed a treacherous smile like a businessman.

"You should also know that the transformation of corpse's strength often involves relatively large losses. If you want to make a perfect high-level professional, the expenditure of materials is essential."

After saying that, Liu Dao stared at James meaningfully, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

The white-haired butler waved directly. It is often said that when people grow old, they become gentle and cunning because of experience, but this centenarian still has the energy of a young man.

"I serve the oldest nobility, money is no object."

"A large part of a high-level professional's strength depends on his inner energy, and after the corpse dies, this magical energy will dissipate very quickly."

Liu Dao slowly introduced the rules that were useless to him, "If you want to exert the strength of a professional without inner breath, you need a higher-level existence than a professional."

"What do you mean?" James asked knowingly.

"I need elite level."

"Elite level, do you know what you are talking about? The price of an elite level corpse is far beyond your imagination. Necromancer, if you need rare materials we can talk about it. Elite level, impossible."

James' tone was decisive, but his body remained motionless, staring at Liu Dao.

"I'm tempted," Liu Dao snickered in his heart. "It's a good thing to be tempted. I'm not afraid of you bargaining, but I'm afraid you won't be fooled."

"Living professionals are different from dead elites. Living people have to worry about controlling them, but dead people don't have to worry so much." Liu Dao asked calmly: "And you just said that money is not an issue."

"Dead people are indeed obedient, but there is still a question of who to listen to." James continued to bargain with Liu Dao, "These professionals who were created by you are not going to be controlled by you in the end."

"You can imagine the trouble if I want to control you."

"Mr. Butler is joking," Liu Dao lined up the invitations on the ground one by one. "It's very easy to control people like me."

James was silent, and finally nodded helplessly, looking like he had suffered a big loss.

"I can provide you with elite-level corpses, and you can tell me what materials you need."

"Hmph." Liu Dao, who was smiling all the time, suddenly snorted, "Mr. Passer, you are all people who have been in the dark world. There is no need for such little tricks."

"What's the difference between me telling you the required materials and teaching you how to make it step by step?"

At this time, Liu Dao approached James, "I want six elite-level corpses. The strength during life must be above the elite-level mid-level. The quality of these extra corpses should be regarded as the material fee you paid for me."

"Your request makes me very embarrassed. I feel..."

James still wanted to bargain, but Liu Dao interrupted directly:

"Just one sentence, agree or disagree."

James looked at the young man in surprise, and finally smiled and sighed.

"Okay. Good cooperation, Mr. Witcher."

"Of course, happy to work with you, Mr. Butler."

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