"Hahaha, the raw materials you sent are indeed of high quality."
On the colorful throne, a mechanical voice came from the figure in black magic armor. The tone was flat without fluctuations, like a dead thing, and said slowly: "But, as we said in advance, what I need is a Daichi-level venerable person." As for the materials, among the twenty people you sent, three of them have only reached the moon-level Dzogchen, which does not meet my requirements, so I cannot give you the recruitment copy of the [Hell's Holy Code]."
"What, you dare to bargain with the Holy See?"
Hearing this, the bald priest immediately became furious, and said, "We have already paid a very high price to send twenty strong men for you, do you think that the big sun-level venerables and strong men on the mainland are all fools?" ? To be able to send seventeen, plus three months of Dzogchen, is already our limit!"
"Exactly, don't push yourself too far."
The wrinkled baby-faced priest also became angry.
What status and status they have in the Northern Region Diocese, they have always said the same thing, tens of millions of people flatter and pursue them, and serve them carefully. Even the emperors of the major empires dare not pretend to them a little bit. This time they condescend Drunken driving to carry out this task, they are already very reluctant, who would have thought that this damned lowly undead would dare to negotiate terms again and again, in their opinion, he is really courting death.
"Hahahaha, so after a thousand years, the human race on the mainland has become so weak? I'm really disappointed that I can't even make up twenty great day-level venerables and strong men."
The fundamental part of the dark armor above the throne was moved, and the extremely mechanical sound seemed to be produced by some kind of mechanism, rather than the sound of the vocal cords.
It continued: "Angry? The emotions of mortals, hey, is the Holy See amazing? It's a pity, in the eyes of us 'dead', they are just a group of hypocrites and clowns. The life of people's questioning and restraint has turned you into stupid pigs, poor people, put away your tricks of scaring others, in the eyes of death, everything is fair."
"you… "
The bald-headed priest and the wrinkled baby-faced priest were furious, and they were about to strike.
The blond curly-haired divine master who had not spoken hastily stopped them, and asked calmly, "Then what do you say, Mr. Basturk, the demon from hell."
"The condition is very simple, send three Dasun-level Venerable Realm materials over, and only twenty death warriors can meet my needs."
The dark magic armor refused to budge.
"No, time is running out. Our actions have already attracted the attention of some people. Even in troubled times, if more than 20 strong men disappear without reason in a row, it will attract the attention of some forces. Once the matter is exposed, Even the Holy See can't suppress it."
The priest with golden curly hair thought for a moment, but also refused.
"Hahaha, either send materials for the realm of 20 great sun-level venerables, or give up the [Hell Holy Code], you choose yourself!"
The faces of the priests suddenly turned ugly.
The blond curly-haired divine master lowered his head, as if he was thinking about this extremely entangled issue. At the next moment, he suddenly made a move, with intense holy light shining on his palms, and he struck out like lightning.
However, the target of his attack was not the dark magic armor on the throne.
Nor are the death fighters around.
It was his colleagues beside him, the two bald, wrinkled, baby-faced masters who came with him.
boom!
Amidst the violent explosion, silver runes flew out from the palms of the golden curly-haired god master, making his face look extremely hideous, and streaks of blood crazily flowed from the bodies of the two god masters. Burst out of it.
The two of them never thought that their most trusted companion would strike at them, they couldn't react in time, and within one move, they were restrained and unable to struggle.
Even the strong woman in red with big breasts who was already struggling on the ground with the death energy of the undead invading the battle qi channel of her legs was stunned and looked at everything in front of her in disbelief.
Why did the blond curly-haired god master suddenly attack and seriously injure his two companions
"Are you crazy? You..."
The bald priest asked angrily for no reason.
"Why?"
The wrinkled baby-faced god teacher is also incomprehensible.
Who knew that the blond curly-haired god master ignored the questioning of the two companions at all, as if he had never heard of it, but turned to face the dark magic armor, smiled slightly: "Master Basturk, these two people are also Daichi-level venerables. A strong man, enough to be the material you need?"
"Huh? Haha, good, good, I really can't think of it. You god masters are usually full of benevolence and morality, declaring hypocrisy, and when you really turn your face and be ruthless, you are more terrifying than us hell creatures. Scared of you."
On the throne that has been polluted into black, the mechanical laughter of Basturk, the dark magic armor, vibrated in the hall, stirring up the chattering of everyone's clothes.
In the next instant, jet-black beams of light rose from the ground, covering the two god masters who were seriously injured and unable to move, and then bursts of black clouds enveloped the two poor fellows.
"No... you can't do this, we are the priests of the Holy See, we..."
The two let out a desperate roar like a trapped animal.
"Hahaha, haha, you deserve it, you deserve it, you deserve it!"
One leg of the strong woman with big breasts in red is completely dead. She is not hesitate to burn and consume her big day-level source to resist the clarity of the dark power. Seeing this scene, she sneered like a curse. Before she died, she could see The death of the two culprits who framed his group was a great satisfaction.
The hall was filled with the pain and wailing of the two divine masters before they died.
They cultivate the sacred power of the Holy See, which can fight against the dark power to a certain extent, so the process of being corpse will be slower. Unfortunately, for the two of them, this is not a good thing. They hope to die quickly and be killed This terrible corrosive black mist invaded, it was as painful as ten thousand ants addicted to their bodies.
"Now, can you give me a copy of the forty-five chapters of [Hell's Holy Book]?"
The blond curly priest didn't have any sympathy for his companion's miserable howls. He took a step forward with a smile on his face, as if he didn't do that despicable thing.
"It seems that there is one more."
Basturk, the dark armor, shook his head lightly.
"You... don't push people too much."
The expression of the golden curly-haired god master changed slightly, and he immediately understood the meaning of the other party, and said angrily: "You want to kill me? You want to use me to supplement the last material? Okay, do it, kill me, how dare you kill me?" Dare to really provoke the bottom line of the Holy See? You know what the bottom line of our agreement this time is. If you really anger the Holy See, you don’t need to do anything with the Holy Mountain in Sicily, and the Northern Region Parish can directly take your point The territory and people are completely turned into green smoke!"