So the uncle entrusted Fang Ning to negotiate with the two gods.
Fang Ning decisively came to the system hotel and made his intentions clear.
Upon hearing this, the two gods immediately stopped playing backgammon in their hands.
The black water drop was the first to say: "I have the eyes of death. I can destroy all things with one glance. Anyone who stares will die, and whoever I see will die."
"My magic weapon, the black pot, can stir up all things." The black pot showed no sign of weakness.
"I also have the Hidden Death God, which no one who is not a god can see through; I also have the Death God's Touch, the Death God's Kiss, the Gift of Liberation and other supporting tricks... all of them are weird and difficult to guard against, and their power is unpredictable." Heishui continued.
"..." Black Guo was speechless.
"Sure enough, in terms of combat, Death God is better at it," Fang Ning was a little shocked. It seems that this Death God stayed in the system space and was immersed in the earth's culture, but he still admired, "I wonder if these magical skills can be used Do you want to teach others?"
"Well, it is naturally possible to teach. But it must be a devout believer of mine, or someone who is also a god." Heishui explained.
"I see, then what are the requirements for blessing other people with the effects of these magical skills?" Fang Ning asked.
"This requirement is low," Hei Guoguo said decisively. "As long as the spiritual consciousness of the person being blessed is strong enough to control the effect of the skill, the blessing can be performed. However, it is quite expensive. In my current state, I cannot use it. of."
"How much will it cost?" Fang Ning said indifferently. The uncle's fresh-keeping area was already full of pills, so he was not afraid of this at all.
Heishui did not speak directly, but spit out nine blisters that were less than a slap in the face.
"Pour the purest mana into it, fill it up, and I will bless you with a corresponding move." Heishui said lightly.
"Uh, sir, don't try to bully others," Fang Ning reminded.
"No, this is not a one-time deal. I am not going to deceive you. I just don't know if your magic power is pure enough... The magic power obtained through ordinary cultivation is not enough to support such a god-level trick." Heishui said in a very serious tone. sincere.
"Uncle, please fill it up..." Fang Ning said directly, "Your magic power is the purest."
Then, before the bubble, a white airflow appeared out of thin air and penetrated into the bubble.
"Will this magic power work?" Fang Ning asked next.
Heishui was a little surprised and said: "There is such pure magic power, without any impurities. Compared with the true god, it is not weak at all, and it fully meets the requirements."
"That's very good." Fang Ning said with satisfaction.
Only half a minute passed, and there was no movement in the black water bubble.
Fang Ning was very surprised and asked: "Why is there no sign of filling at all?"
"It's far from enough. The tricks used by the True God not only require extremely pure mana, but also require a large quantity. This is definitely not enough." Heishui sighed.
"Damn it, rich man, my intuition tells me that this bubble seems to be a bottomless pit... This business is a bit of a loss. If it keeps pouring, I will have to take a lot of drugs sooner or later." The uncle said depressedly.
"What's the loss?" Fang Ning taught him a lesson, "This is equivalent to using sea-level mana to enjoy the blessing of a true god. You can't make more money, but lose some pills. Killing a sea-level evil ghost will cost you 10 billion or even Tens of billions of experience points, this is very profitable, isn’t it? Others wouldn’t be able to do it if they wanted to, but they don’t have the conditions like us.”
"Forget it, let's fill one first and see the effect." The uncle said through gritted teeth.
"Be gentle, you're going to bite my teeth." Fang Ning said worriedly.
“…”
After a while, the white air flow suddenly grew in size. It was as thick as a child's arm, expanded to the size of a water tank, and then expanded to the size of a room.
Under such a huge air flow, the bubbles finally showed signs of filling.
Swirling whirlpools began to appear at the bottom of the bubble, like a galaxy.
The black blister was indeed like a bottomless pit, and it was not afraid of anyone who came. With such a huge flow of air, it took more than half an hour to finally fill it up.
At this time, the situation outside had changed drastically.
More than twenty evil ghosts, at some point, have appeared behind the fire dragon.
Moreover, each of them is a complete body formed by the fusion of three evil ghosts. Each one of them is a huge and intimidating monster, different from the headless evil ghost just now.
It can be said that their true power has long been far beyond that of ordinary sea-level experts, and has reached the pinnacle of sea-level peaks.
A fighting god of the same level as the uncle, facing the fusion of two evil ghosts, has to retreat and drag them up first, let alone the more than twenty stronger complete versions.
If it hadn't been for Fang Ning's idea, Knight A could only flee, and there was no possibility of overstepping his rank and killing him.
There are still tens of thousands of evil ghosts like this, and this is after the ghost world has lost a lot of energy and only has a thousand years of life left.
In comparison, there are only 11 sea-level masters on Earth, and most of them are descendants of the upper world.
This does not include the ghost generals and ghost lords above. The huge gap between the two sides is evident.
These combined evil spirits obviously understand the power gap between the two sides and know that the other side is already a piece of cake.
So they gathered together and did not attack immediately. Instead, they were arguing about how to share the food of the fire dragon.
A real dragon is something that is rare to encounter in a thousand years. If you really meet an adult, you don't know who will eat whom...
Nowadays, it is rare to encounter a developing young dragon, so of course you cannot let it go.
"We discovered this first. We don't want the others. The leader belongs to us." The headless giant ghost said first.
"Huh, so what if you discovered it? Your leader is dead, so I'll give you a dragon whip! You still want the dragon's head, it's just ignorant." The largest fused evil ghost mocked.
"Well, rich people, they want to take your whip..." the uncle gloated.
Fang Ning was so angry that his mouth was full of smoke, and he was so angry that he couldn't say anything right: "Here, beat them all to death! I want them all to know what it means to bleed thousands of miles when a real dragon is angry!"
System prompt: (The host is "angry" and the anger tank is full.)
"It's very good, very powerful. Keep it up, and the power of the skill will increase a lot after a while." The uncle said with great satisfaction.
Then Fang Ning quickly asked: "Your Majesty the God of Death, which skill do you recommend using?"
"Looking at the situation outside, I suggest you use the gift of relief. As long as it hits the main body, there is a very small chance of killing the opponent instantly. Every damage is a fatal attack. It cannot be defended below the god level, and it lasts for a long time. I will use it once with my own hands. It's enough to last for an hour. Although the Eye of Death is more powerful, it can only kill a single target instantly." Heishui said very sincerely.
"Then there's no need to wait, let's bless that 'gift of liberation' now." Fang Ning said decisively, although he had some doubts that this was a localized translation made by the other party...
"Wait, who is this blessing object? I have to find out first." Heishui refused.
When things come to an end, something goes wrong again.
"Uh, uncle, what can we do? It definitely can't see your presence. As for me, my small body can't resist it." Fang Ning was speechless.
"This is not simple." As soon as the uncle finished speaking, the mythical "Soaring Dragon" flying sword appeared in front of Heishui, "Just give it blessings."
Fang Ning then said the same thing.
The next moment, the black water swallowed up the bubbles, and then a jet-black aura suddenly lingered on the golden flying sword...
For a moment, the entire sword became dark and gloomy, and it looked like a strange weapon at first sight.
Although he lost his majestic appearance, his murderous aura increased more than a hundred times.
"Very good, use this sword to kill all those evil spirits. I will make them regret how they were born into this world!" Fang Ning said harshly.