After a pause, Wen De seemed to hesitate, but he still said: "I can't understand why the gods of the Azer Clan would let you become the Chosen One and then be promoted to God! You and this dirty, The despicable businessman is an old friend? And he actually colluded with the ancient evil things in the Sin Abyss! Your Majesty Lin Qi, maybe you should consider how to explain this to the gods of the Achael Clan. WWw.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.COm "
Lin Qi frowned, and turned around and slapped Igor hard on the face. The slap made Igor scream, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth. Wen De's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously took a step forward, but several Tiger Guards who also exuded majestic power immediately rushed over, grabbed his shoulders, and forced him to the ground.
Wen De was so angry that his face turned blue, and he struggled wildly, but these guards also had the strength of upper-level gods, and their physical brute force was much stronger than Wen De. No matter how hard Wen De struggled, he was still unable to break away from the clutches of these tiger guards. Instead, his own joints crackled and he almost broke his arm.
Throwing most of the cigar on the ground, Lin Qi looked at Wen De coldly, and reprimanded him with the same cold words: "Remember, you just came to negotiate terms with me to redeem this incompetent Igor. Yes! You are not qualified to teach my people in front of me!"
After struggling hard for a long time, Wende finally stopped his futile efforts. He panted and raised his head, and forced out a smile: "You are completely different from the gods of the Azer clan I know! Maybe we need to learn how to deal with you chosen ones?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Qi smiled calmly: "The Asheer Protoss has mastered the divine domain, so the emergence of the Chosen One is inevitable. And for people like me who have been promoted from humans to gods, you must learn how to deal with us. !”
Cross your arms over your chest. Lin Qi looked down at Wen De who was pressed to the ground and could not move, and said slowly: "Not all the chosen ones are cautious, and not all the lucky ones who are promoted from humans to gods follow the rules. There are always a few like me. You dare to act recklessly, don’t you?”
Wen De grinned and was speechless for a while. Yes, he behaved wildly and was extremely audacious. Selling a god? Handing a high-level god to a human businessman who colluded with ancient evil things to be auctioned? How could something like this happen? After exhaling a long breath depressedly, Wende smiled helplessly: "Master Idar said it. How much do you want to release Master Igor?"
Lin Qi frowned. A high-ranking god, and he is Idar's younger brother. How much is such a high-ranking god worth? Lin Qi clicked her lips. It was difficult for Lin Qi to answer this question. He also didn't have a clear understanding of Igor's worth.
"I think he should belong to me!" An old, hoarse, sinister voice came from the side: "My collection just lacks such a work made of the skeleton of the Eagle-headed God! The Sky God Clan's Bones. These are rare things."
Lin Qi's expression suddenly changed. He subconsciously took two steps back, then turned to look at the old man who spoke. Wearing a black and gray tattered robe, his face was as thin and shriveled as a skeleton, and his whole body exuded a sense of death and evil. Not to mention how ugly and strange the old man was, what made Lin Qi's scalp tingle. He didn't notice how close the old man was to him.
When did he come? How long had he been standing next to her? Lin Qi felt absolutely nothing. If he hadn't spoken, Lin Qi would never have discovered that there was such a strange old guy standing next to him.
Wen De glanced at the old man, and then he screamed hysterically: "Sugra, the bone carving knife! You, are you really still alive?"
Bone carving knife Sugra tilted her head and glanced at Wen De. Then he grinned happily: "I have never lived. What do you mean, I am still alive? I am an undead god. What you call 'living', I have never had that kind of experience, so I have never 'survived' Yes, I just 'existed'! So, what you said sounds like nonsense to me!"
The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched. This old guy's words were really harsh, and he was really candid. A series of undead gods who inherit the power of death in the universe. They have never been 'alive', so how can they be said to be still 'alive'. They just exist in this world in an alternative way.
The Bone Carving Knife Sugra has really been famous for a long time. Lin Qi looked bitterly at this old guy who looked like he would fall to the ground if the wind blew! Lin Qi falsely used his name and made him take the blame. But Lin Qi didn't expect that this old guy would appear here.
Wen De stared blankly at Sugra for a while, and then he suddenly screamed hysterically: "Sugera, what do you want to do? I'm warning you, if you dare to hurt Master Igor, then..."
With a 'poof', all of Wen De's breath suddenly dissipated, and all his vitality was cut off in an instant. Lin Qi's pupils suddenly condensed to the size of a pinhead. He just vaguely saw a flash of gray-white cold light, and then Wen De was beaten to the point of being knocked out of his mind. Then something horrifying happened to Lin Qi. Winde's body suddenly shriveled up, and all his blood and muscles were swallowed up by his bones. Soon Winde turned into a shining skeleton.
Because all the divine blood and muscles were absorbed by the bones, the skeleton that Wind left behind was full of energy, and its texture was many times tougher and stronger than when he was alive. Originally, Wen De was just an ordinary high-level god, but now the texture of his skeleton was comparable to that of a lower god. It was not only tough, but also looked as gentle as jade, and could illuminate a person's figure clearly.
Several Tiger Guards who originally suppressed Wen De took a few steps back out of instinct, and then cautiously drew out their shields and swords. Traces of crimson blood spurted out from their bodies, and each of them stared at Sugra, who did not look threatening at all.
Sugra chuckled a few times, then he walked to Wen De's skeleton with three swaying steps, and gently stroked his skeleton. "What a good material. Look at the feel, the luster, and the shape! Also, in this skeleton, you can hear the scream of this little guy's soul. When I slowly carve his skeleton, His soul will scream loudly!"
"Better than music!" Sugra turned around, grinned at Lin Qi, and finally expressed his thoughts.
Lin Qi looked at Sugra warily. He had only faintly seen Sugra take action just now, but how exactly he killed Wen De was something Lin Qi didn't even see clearly. Bone-carving knife Sugra, this old guy is notorious among the gods and has numerous enemies among the undead gods. He was once expelled and killed by the gods together. In the ancient war between gods, he occasionally took action several times, and each time he caused mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
This was a poisonous snake, a poisonous snake that could explode at any time and hurt people. Lin Qi did not dare to be careless about him.
"Sir Sugra, I have heard of your name for a long time." Lin Qi carefully organized the words. He could not be angered by such an old monster with many years of history, and an old immortal with bloody hands and extremely evil hands. He can't appear too flattering, otherwise who knows what unpredictable changes may occur? Sugra is a tyrannical being at the level of a god. Who knows how much strength he has retained now
"Notorious!" Sugra put his hands behind his back and made a face to Lin Qi with his teeth bared: "I know I have a bad reputation!"
After being silent for a while, Lin Qi nodded seriously: "Yes, I have even heard of your evil reputation. In the library in the God's Domain, the records about you are full of blood and terror. You once hunted and killed You have killed all the young gods from the major protoss clans."
"No, no, no, I didn't kill them!" Sugra glanced at Wen De's skeleton lying at his feet, and then smiled seriously at Lin Qi: "Did you know? Art is eternal. Only the beauty of art can exist forever! I turned them into works of art, so they live forever! I didn’t kill them, I just let them gain eternal life!”
As if Lin Qi had aroused his interest, Sugra rummaged around in his sleeves for a while, and then took out a pale gold, translucent, carved as thin as cicada wings, with countless bright rose buds engraved on it. He carefully held the wine bowl, which exuded a faint divine light and kept hearing hoarse cries, and looked at Lin Qi with fiery eyes.
"Look, the most perfect piece in my set of rose wine vessels! A rose wine bowl carved from the skull of Aygestili, the cousin of the God of Dawn and the God of Light of the Achael Clan!" Sugra! Gently stroking the wine bowl, she was so excited that her whole body was trembling: "Aye Gestri, the most beautiful goddess of the light god system, a very young girl, when I took off her skull, she was so miserable The scream is so, so, so charming!”
There was an abnormal blush on Sugra's withered face. He was so excited that all the joints in his body collided with each other and kept making "ding-dong" sounds: "Do you know? Let a young life, in her most beautiful moment, Withering suddenly, and then transforming her life into an eternal work of art, allowing her to stay in her most beautiful moment forever, this is a supreme artistic achievement!"
"Old madman!" Kalhan, who was hugging Igor tightly and not letting go, suddenly muttered. This was Kalhan's most instinctive reaction after hearing Sogra's hysterical howling. His voice was very soft, but Sugra could still hear it clearly.
"What?" Sugra's face suddenly darkened. He turned around, looked at Kalhan indifferently, and sneered slowly: "What did you say? You said I'm an old lunatic? You idiot who dares to blaspheme art. , Despicable human being, why don’t you die?” (To be continued...)