Looking at the City God opposite him with a weird smile, Russell clenched his fists, his mind worked rapidly, and forced himself to think of a way.
But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of any way to deal with it. Not only was the opponent stronger than him, but he was also within the system of the underworld. He was like a hedgehog covered with thorns, which was extremely prickly!
Could it be that you want me to sell my body
Can I sue the other person for being a psychopath and raising a little boy? I’m just an eleven-year-old child!
The City God looked at Russell's ever-changing expression and felt more and more happy. No matter how talented you are, no matter how high-spirited you are, in front of me, you will still be fooled and can't even find the north.
She raised her finger slightly, and a glimmer of light instantly went straight towards Russell. Russell wanted to resist but was powerless and could only watch the glimmer of light imprinted on his forehead.
He touched it with his hand, and the faint light actually flowed onto his hand.
A complicated rune.
Russell looked extremely ugly, "What are you doing? Are you treating me like your pet?"
"Boy, you killed the mayor of this small town. The people of the dynasty will not let you go." The city god smiled and said, "You can't stay in this small town anymore. How about you work for me?"
She suddenly had a bad idea. She wanted to play two roles by herself, covering up the City God on one hand and being the big boss on the other. At the same time, she would give Russell tasks and let him work two jobs.
One takes three years, and two takes six years. I am really smart.
Give her a job
Russell looked at the City God with suspicion. How could this woman have such strange ideas? When he made his move, she had already thought of a way to retreat.
After all, a dynasty would be useless if it didn’t have some heavenly masters ruling it, but who knows whether this dynasty has any
Russell didn't dare to gamble on this possibility. After all, his life was his own, and there was nothing wrong in living a little longer.
But after the other party said that, Russell hesitated again. He didn't want to leave in such shame. After all, the mission had not been completed yet.
"As long as you help me with the chores, I won't ask for too much time, three years, and I will give you a treasure by then!"
Three years is not a long time for a practitioner, especially for someone at Russell's level. The blink of an eye is just the time it takes to break through a realm.
The City God waved his hand gently, and the undead skeleton in the deep space slowly rose up and floated in front of Russell.
The skeleton kept spinning and was instantly covered by an unknown flame. The originally dull body regained its jade-like color.
Russell didn't know what she was doing and could only watch quietly. After a while, the condensed flame went out, and the undead stood on the ground with strange patterns all over his body.
"This is the reward I give you in advance, the Undead Puppet. Its foundation is quite good and can rival that of an ordinary Heavenly Master."
Russell's eyes widened when he heard this. This was a Heavenly Master. Even if he tried his best and used his magical powers, he would only be invincible below the Heavenly Master level.
It is almost impossible to defeat the Heavenly Master with the Earthly Master.
A puppet that can rival the Heavenly Master is simply too powerful.
"And three years later, I can still give you a clue."
The City God drew a semicircle with his finger, which turned into a mirror in mid-air, with a plain in the mirror.
It was not a grassland, but a bone plain formed by densely packed white bones, sweeping across a city like a tide. Any formation, any army, any cultivator, all turned into ants in front of it.
Countless cultivators flying in the sky fell among the army of white bones. Russell even saw a lot of golden lights falling from the sky. They were the extremely powerful heavenly soldiers and generals who also fell among them.
Among the white bones, there stood a huge figure, his bones were as white as jade, it was actually a dead spirit!
"Peak Undead?"
Russell was a little speechless. He had heard of the reputation of this undead a long time ago. It once brought endless chaos and boundless killings. Even masters above the level of gods had joined the battle.
What's the meaning of this picture of the woman in front of me
"In that battle, many people died, and the intelligence of that peak undead spirit was wiped out, but his body is still there. If it is trained into a puppet, it may have the fighting power of a god."
Russell's heartbeat kept getting faster and faster as he listened. What was this woman hinting at
A puppet with god-level combat power...
"Only a few people know the whereabouts of the body, and I am one of them."
…
Calm down, calm down.
This is a trap.
Russell took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. To him, the fact that a geomancer could spy on a puppet with god-level combat power was even more outrageous than tens of billions falling from the sky.
Even if a few hundred billion fell, the weight would crush him to death!
He said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to do? Don't just let me work for you."
The benefits were so generous that Russell felt it was unnatural and unreal, as if this woman was using the money to support him...
I refuse old aunties, I just want to work hard on my own!
"My terms are simple."
The City God blew gently, and Russell instantly felt the sky and the earth spinning. He was in a different world and a different hall.
The hall was extremely gloomy and not as lively as the night outside. There was no sound, no wind, only gray and dead silence.
Russell felt extremely familiar with this place. It was clearly the space in the City God Temple because the smell of incense was so strong.
He was sitting on a seat at this time. Two rows of ghosts were standing in the hall below, each holding a soul-catching rope in their hands. They looked at Russell's sudden appearance with a little surprise.
"All I ask is that you serve as the City God for three years. During this time, I will go out and visit an old friend."
The biggest difference between a cultivator and a Yin God is that a cultivator is quite free and can go wherever he wants without any restrictions. He has no money and no good things.
The Yin spirits, on the other hand, are confined to their own territories and cannot leave easily, but within the system, if they are particularly incense-loving, they can gain the merits of a place and enjoy offerings.
The City God's nonsensical words made Russell's mouth twitch a little. Does this City God have a substitute
Besides, he is not qualified to pretend to be a member of the underworld.
"Don't make excuses. As long as you can sit in this seat, it's fine."
Russell noticed something unusual at this moment. He looked at the chair behind him. This was a magic weapon, but it did not reject him. This was not normal. This was the exclusive seat of the City God.
Really
He suddenly thought of a possibility. He participated in the peak trial and was directly recommended to become a Yin God. The Great Elder said that he should wait a while and make some arrangements.
In other words, he has the qualifications, but has no real job. He is also half a person of the underworld, half a ghost god, so he is not excluded.
Russell was suddenly at a loss for words. He had somehow become the City God, and he was an intern at that.
Hello everyone, I am a Chenghuang intern for three years. Please take care of me. It’s our first meeting, so please kowtow to me!