Kazan's human-skin mask Dong's eyes widened slightly, and Wu Qi's unsurprised look was very meaningful, as if Frege's sudden explosion was not his fault!
Kazan gently placed the unconscious Cursed Throne back on the ground. He stood up straight and waved his leg at Wu Qi.
At the same moment, Kazan suddenly controlled the corpse virus outside Wu Qi's body with a thought, "ordered" Wu Qi's body to stop functioning at all costs, and was captured with a long knife and a long spear!
One second, two seconds. Wu Qi stood there, his figure upright and motionless. The measurable aura of his body has not weakened at all, and a pair of strange eyes are still staring directly at Kazan.
"No response?" Kazan muttered. That originally shocked him, but he realized that Wu Qi's series of actions had no scruples. In fact, the wrong answer had already been foreshadowed.
Wu Qi finally said: "Kazan, he guesses that I am trying to control him now? So what?"
Kazan said hoarsely: "You know what you're asking. Hmph, now that it's clear that I'm wrong, I don't care anymore. What I care more about is how did I do all that?"
Kazan cast a searching look at Wu Qi. Wu Qi wondered whether Kazan's heinous devil was straightforward and frank. Knowing that he was in a state of conflict, he wanted to be a pawn for temporary peace.
"Want to know the ins and outs? Help him get rid of the 'Corpse Plague' virus, and he will tell me." Wu Qi made a condition.
Kazan chuckled softly, and the laughter sounded like it was coming from a broken bellows: "I am obviously not a zombie, but now I can completely resist my control. I can use the 'ghost transformation' to control me like an arm. Let me guess, just ask me, Wu Qi, for hope, and I can erase the zombie virus from my body."
Wu Qi paused for a breath and said bluntly: "No, that's not true."
"Then there is no other way," Kazan chuckled. "Before I was resurrected by the zombie virus, I was a real dead person. My ability to move freely now depends entirely on the power of the zombie virus. Once the zombie virus is removed, I will It will return to true 'death'. I can't do it, and neither can I. There is no real ability to bring the dead back to life in that world. There will always be a difference between the living and the dead."
Wu Qi's legs hanging on both sides were faintly tightened, as if they were being held but not held.
Kazan changed the subject: "And isn't that good? I can no longer control me, but I have to protect my life. Because if I die, I will die too. Don't hate him , I never owe me a life from beginning to end."
Although Kazan's words were endearing, Wu Qi had to admit that Kazan was not telling the truth. But it would be impossible to hope that Wu Qicao and Kazan would eliminate their hostility with just one word.
"Then in exchange for a condition, give him the green dust that can heal the body of the dead and the living and its information."
Kazan readily informed Wu Qi of the information about the Resurrection Flower, explaining everything in just a few sentences.
"Can I tell you now? The whole story."
Wu Qisui told the story of the war in Bailing Forest and the Silver Sand Desert, and told the beginning and end of the final battle.
"Nergal managed to survive after being divided into several pieces. Kerr and Harvey were resurrected as zombies. Dawson and Hiram later found him. As for Frege, he subdued him and forced him to He brought him to Guye Ling, and I know everything that happened after that."
Wu Qi didn't say it clearly, but how could Kazan not know that Wu Qi chased him from the Silver Sand Desert to the Ancient Night Tomb a thousand kilometers away. If Wu Qi had not subdued and kidnapped Frege, he and the Cursed Throne would never have been rescued. He might have survived by his own strength, or he might not.
Had that been the case, Kazan would not have thanked Wu Qi: "I know that I have done a good job in protecting the Lord."
After saying that, both Kazan and Wu Qi fell silent, and the atmosphere in the air became slightly solemn.
The sudden changes that happened soon changed the atmosphere at the moment. Changes in identity, changes in power, changes in things that threaten you, and changes in the help around you.
Both Wu Qi and Kazan can accept the truth, but neither is willing to accept the truth.
The first person to speak was Fou Kazan: "Wu Qi, I know what I am thinking. I asked the Cursed Throne to forcefully withdraw from my confrontation, and Fou wanted to move his legs. He tried to kill me but couldn't. He really moved. In addition to giving me a slap on my leg to vent my anger, it won't do me any good."
Kazan turned around and walked around, deliberately facing Wu Qi wrongly, and said, "Actually, they can make a deal."
A sharp light flashed across Wu Qi's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Freg was killed by him, so I want to make a deal with him instead?"
"Isn't that what I want? If they make a deal with Frege, the Fourth Throne, I will be left out without any benefit. Among other reasons, I will wait until the matter is settled and Frege uses it. When the value was exhausted, I mistakenly killed his leg. He was coerced by me all the way, and in the end he probably didn't expect that I would actually kill him, but he was really looking forward to me deactivating the scalable bomb for him."
"Wu Qi, I did something that neither he nor the Cursed Throne dared to do. Walking out of Guye Mausoleum like that would lead to death. I have to make a deal with them, and I have to make a deal."
Kazan's first sentence established the rationale for the negotiation. Wu Qi was noncommittal and said: "He can help me hide it and help me stay in the Apocalypse Abyss to wait for my comeback. And the Cursed Throne and I will no longer be enemies with him. From now on, we will keep each other's secrets and we will be clear-cut."
Wu Qi made it very clear. Kazan raised his legs after hearing this: "Yes, but that's not what he really wants."
"Then what conditions do I really want to ask for?" Wu Qi asked.
"He wants to beg... to join his legs."
Kazan suddenly looked back and met Wu Qi's eyes. There was a sparkle in his eyes, and the majestic momentum emanating from the outside seemed to be the time to make a comeback.
"He wants to join forces. What happened in Guye Tomb tomorrow will be buried forever. He not only begged me to help him conceal his identity, but also begged me to be his accomplice in his comeback. He and the Cursed Throne will help me plan and help Let me take the seat of the Thirteen Thrones!”
Wu Qi's mind was racing, and he looked at Kazan with slightly narrowed eyes.
"Let him become the Thirteen Thrones, it's not a joke."
Wu Qi decisively refused. Becoming the Thirteen Thrones requires planning and management, which is too time-consuming and requires an enemy of the human base. Moreover, the Apocalypse Abyss is by no means a place to stay for a long time. If you want to find a way to get rid of the zombie virus and escape alive, then leave the abyss. You can also return to Noah's base and reunite with teammates such as Guo Baibo and Heiqi.
"Don't talk too much. Wu Qi, with my intelligence, I can think of countless benefits of becoming the throne in one second. Join forces with him and give him time. He believes that I will believe in him," Kazan said , a sentence suddenly popped up, "Senior Shushu, what do you think?" "
The Cursed Throne lying on the ground has been awake for a long time. He looked up at the sky above the military tomb, quietly watching the traces of light crossing the sky. His thoughts and eyes seemed to travel through time and space.
His answer was no: "Let him help, no problem."