"Are you sure there are no gods among your ancestors?"
The strange wolf's answer made Ye Qi frowned—after coming to this strange world, words such as ancestors and home have always been things he deliberately avoided. Those memories have been touched; but even so, he is very afraid of everything in that world, and he has never mentioned it to anyone; and now the strange wolf not only mentions his ancestors, but also gets involved with the gods that he hates so much Therefore, even though Ye Qi knew that this was the prelude to the strange wolf's answer to his question, he still felt unhappy.
"My ancestors or the whole clan are the most industrious, kind and intelligent people! Even if they have despicable roots among them, never put the so-called gods on the same level as them!" Frowning Ye Qi's tone was cold with pride from the depths of his soul: "Because those so-called gods are not worthy!"
Ye Qi can ridicule and ridicule as he likes when facing the strange wolf, and when facing Ye Qi, the strange wolf will not show mercy—there is playfulness in the lazy voice: "Tsk tsk, what an exciting ancestor! It's just that I wonder if they will be as proud as you? Or more proud than you!"
"After all, the power of blood cannot be ignored! According to the principle that each generation is weaker..."
The tone of the strange wolf's playfulness became more and more intense, but at the most critical moment, it stopped - not touching the other party's psychological bottom line is the default game rule between them, otherwise, even if there is a partnership contract, and then The personalities and pride of both parties will also end in a deadly situation, and the survivors will be left alone; therefore, even if they are ridiculed by the other party, the two have never really turned their faces; of course, using these as excuses when the two parties trade Blackmail is always there.
"The extra power in your body before is the power of prayer!"
Closer to home, the strange wolf uttered a word that was unfamiliar to Ye Qi—although he is not a person who likes reading, but because of the strange wolf's eyes and ears, Ye Qi can definitely be called a erudite! Of course, it's just a superficial level that knows everything but is not proficient; after all, the lack of experience and knowledge brought about by the age gap will always take time to make up for.
"The power of prayer? What is that?" The unfamiliar ranking aroused Ye Qi's interest for the first time, especially when it was related to himself, his tone was even more impatient; the strange wolf chuckled lightly, and in the laughter His treachery is self-evident: "If you are willing to exchange for your share of the power of the statue you brought back this time..."
"Impossible!" Learning about demon hunters from John gave Ye Qi a good understanding of some of the tricks of the devil—hence, Ye Qi's tone was unusually firm: "You know this is impossible! The contract signed at the beginning is absolutely impossible to change! It is impossible to re-sign a contract with you who has recovered some strength, I have no confidence in you! You know, listening to the words of the devil is to fall into Of the abyss! I don't think it's a bad place, but I'd go there myself if I wanted to, and I don't want to be labeled as a fool who got tricked twice by a devil!"
"Besides, the power your statue brought to me is something I can't give up! No matter how good your so-called praying power is, it's not as good as the power that has actually fallen into your hands! What's more, I don't believe There will be no records about the power of prayer in the Tower of Knowledge in the Demon Hunter Headquarters! With my current image in the eyes of the senior executives in the Demon Hunter Headquarters, I will check some relevant information, and I think I will definitely not be rejected Bar?"
"What a cunning and cunning brat!" Apparently, the strange wolf also knew that it was impossible to trick Ye Qi into signing the contract again, so it had been prepared for a long time, but after complaining in a low voice, it immediately changed the conditions : "After hunting those guys, I will also share the sacred artifacts carried by their contractors!"
"Can!"
Facing the strange wolf who had already demanded a lot of money and paid back the money on the spot, Ye Qi finally nodded in agreement after contemplating it—although the sacred artifacts are unique, each one is infinitely powerful!
But human energy is limited after all, and after manipulating too many holy artifacts, it is inevitable to be distracted, and as the number of manipulative holy artifacts increases, this phenomenon will inevitably intensify; Change everything; therefore, the number of sacred artifacts does not lie in the number, but in the suitability of their own abilities - only the most suitable is the most powerful, just like the combination of Ye Qi and Yan Modao is obviously better than the other pieces on him. All star-level sacred artifacts are much more powerful; of course, if a solar-level sacred artifact appears, Ye Qi will still fight for it desperately!
"However, I must choose the sacred artifact first!" Now that the basic meaning has been finalized, Ye Qi must of course plan for his own best interests; similarly, in order to stop the strange wolf's mouth, appropriate compensation is also indispensable; therefore, getting used to Ye Qi, who took the initiative, said without waiting for the strange wolf to make a request: "But if it is a solar-level sacred artifact, if I can't awaken the soul in the sacred artifact, I can hand it over to you! However, you must give me Certain compensation!"
"No problem!" It is not too much to exchange a solar-level sacred artifact for a certain amount of compensation, so the strange wolf readily agreed; and as the two parties reached an agreement, the secret of the power of prayer was also revealed. The strange wolves said one by one: "The power of prayer is the power of faith! A special power formed by emotions such as hope, confidence, courage, etc.! This kind of power is very powerful, even the gods cannot underestimate this kind of power. Existence, or even seriously, the existence of this kind of power is the key to determining whether a god is strong or weak... "
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In Lorant, a certain castle that was blocked by thick black fog and couldn't see any sunlight, slight noises could be heard continuously, although slight, but clearly audible - white candles that were as thick as arms made the bright The candlelight filled the entire hall, and the decoration in the circular castle hall was magnificent, but it was not extravagant, but revealed a strong elegance; however, a coffin that kept making noises in the middle Let this strong elegance bring a touch of weirdness.
Squeak!
With the teeth-sickening sound, the old coffin lid was slowly pushed away—Alcatel sat up with a smile on his face, even though the blood-colored windbreaker became tattered, making him look extremely embarrassed, but he did not show up There was a trace of exasperation that a blood race should have, his smile was full of joy and excitement, and there was still a little bit of anticipation...
"The power of faith? Ye Qi, you really are a surprising little guy!"