Lien had no intention of participating in the negotiations, so he returned directly to the inn in the city. As for how to cooperate, it was the Orc Empire's own business. Lien was convinced that as long as Pete was here, it would be difficult for the Orc Empire to suffer a loss.

It was just that being in the inn was really boring, so Li En and Boya simply dressed up and left the inn.

When he came to the street, Lean pretended to be an innocent child and ran back and forth, while Boya followed closely behind him. He looked like a mother and son. The two of them walked and observed. From time to time, Lean would stop by a certain stall.

Watching the passers-by going back and forth.

After visiting the main street, Lien took Boya to the large trading market in the west of the city. Hearing from passers-by that there was a large slave wholesale market here, Lien felt interested and came over.

When I came to the west of the city, I saw this so-called slave market at a glance. Both sides of the road were covered with blood-stained iron cages, containing all kinds of slaves, including humans, dwarves, elves, etc. However,

After walking back and forth, they didn't see any orc slaves. Lien could probably guess what was going on, so he asked Boya to ask.

Boya calmly walked up to a slave trader and asked: "I want to buy a few coolies, the kind with stronger strength, the price is twice as much."

The slave trader first raised his eyes to take a look, but he couldn't take his eyes away at this glance. Boya had a beautiful appearance, a tall figure, and a cold face. She was considered a top beauty in human society, and slave traders were used to it.

Although he was surprised by the elf's beauty, he recovered quickly, "Madam, what are you..."

"My young master wants to see if there are any orc slaves." Boya ignored the slave trader's greetings and went straight to the point. The slave trader rolled his eyes and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Uh, I'm really sorry, we don't have any orc slaves here.

.”

"No? I saw it yesterday, but it's gone today?" Boya's face was still stern, and his expression did not change even when he was asking questions, "I'm really sorry, we really don't have orc slaves here. If you want coolies, we will

There are warrior-level human slaves who are definitely no worse than orcs. If you feel that is not enough, there are also warriors..."

"Since it's not available, forget it. Since it's not available, I'll look for someone else." Boya interrupted the other party and turned around to leave, but was stopped by the slave trader, "How about you come and take a look in two days?

"

"How many days will it take?" Boya turned around and asked, pretending to be interested.

"Well, I'm not sure about this. How about you leave your home address and I'll send someone to deliver it to you? I just don't know how many you need?" The slave trader's face was a little strange, but he didn't forget it while speaking.

Looking left and right, Boya looked at this reckless slave trader with great interest. When he finished speaking, Boya said: "I need twenty werewolves."

"Werewolf!" The slave trader was obviously stunned, Boya frowned, and the slave trader immediately asked: "Are you not a local?" Boya shook his head, and the slave trader seemed to sigh with relief, "You are

I don’t know, even if you search the entire market now, you can’t find a single orc slave.”

"Why?" Boya asked in a deep voice, pretending not to know, and the cold look on his face deepened.

"This isn't caused by the Orc Empire's envoys. You just came here, right? Maybe you don't know about the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group, which is famous for its slave hunting team? Their branch was destroyed yesterday, and

Our boss also received an official notice this morning to stop all sales of orc slaves from now on."

"However, I think this is just a matter of a while, and we will let go soon. We do have some orc slaves on hand, but we can't sell them to you now. No matter how high the price you offer, it won't be possible."

bought."

"Oh, what if they die? Why don't you put these slaves back?"

"Put it back? This beauty, are you kidding me? Do you know how much manpower and material resources it costs to catch a slave of a foreign race? How can you just put it back so easily? That's money! Besides,

Even if we let them go back, they will run back on their own. We have special control methods. This must be your first time buying a slave. Look at the markets around here to see which slave dares to cause trouble!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a roar coming from the iron cage of the slave stall opposite. Boya didn't have to look back. The person who made the sound was a dwarf. It seemed that he had just grown up. The dwarf's coming of age ceremony was based on the level and number of monsters he hunted.

Come to think of it, this dwarf has a necklace hanging around his neck, and the necklace is wearing a string of animal teeth, but what is eye-catching is not his roar, but his movements.

It was obvious that this dwarf's body had been tortured and he no longer had much energy. The dwarf's temper was violent. Once he got angry, it was almost the same as the complete madness of an orc. The dwarf in the cage had bright eyes and a look that was clear.

Make a decision.

Before the people around him could react, he had already hit the iron cage, blood spattered everywhere, and the dwarf slowly slid to the ground. By the time the people around him got up to him, the dwarf was already dead.

The next reaction was what Lien was concerned about. As if a fly had died, the slave trader just shook his head unhappily. After sending someone to carry out the dwarf's body, he washed the iron cage stained red with blood with clean water.

, the dazzling blood flowers on the ground were covered up with just a kick of soil.

Lien looked at the brown ground under his feet, feeling an extreme sense of disgust in his heart. This was just a slave market for a vassal country, so what would happen to those large empires? Think about it, the situation is the same, but the degree is different.

I don’t know how many times it has increased. If she...

Lien suddenly thought of a problem. The power of the orcs in his body moved around uncontrollably, and an invisible force field was generated around him and quickly spread outward in the form of wind.

The slave market was filled with dust. Whether it was the slave traders, the slaves locked in cages, or the customers who were selecting, they were all staggered by the sudden wind.

Boya was one of the few people present who was not affected. Sensing the anger at that moment, Boya's face couldn't help but change. In the underworld, even if he was fighting against the strongest version of himself, Lien always had a playful attitude and never got angry.

.

In the nearly twenty years of following her, this was the first time she had seen Lean's anger. The strong and majestic power of the orcs slowly surrounded the entire slave market, and the panicked shouts were like dust scattered all over the sky.

Flooding in every corner, Boya appeared beside Li En in a flash, and put his slender hand on Li En's shoulder.

Li En turned his gaze away when Boya appeared, and when Boya put his hand on his shoulder, Li En's expression began to calm down.

The pressure in the entire slave market disappeared. Ordinary people who had not cultivated fell to the ground with a sluggishness. However, those who could feel the terrifying orc power of Lien all acted in a surprisingly consistent manner: vomiting blood.

The anger at the martial saint level exerts irresistible pressure on the cultivators under it, and in serious cases can kill them directly. Boya's timely return prevented Lien's anger from fully exploding. Even so, Lien's pressure also caused

The internal organs of all the cultivators present were damaged to varying degrees.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Li En snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

Boya followed closely, but asked with confusion on his face: "This is the first time you are angry!"

Lean stopped and turned his head and asked a little disappointed: "What would happen if she were here?"

After speaking, he pointed to the door of the slave market. Boya's face was stunned after hearing this. She knew what the existence of her little master was. This fact was told to her by the god of that world.

Naturally, Boya also knows the reason why Lien came to this world.

But Boya is a lich. She cannot find this person on behalf of Lean. Even the god in the underworld cannot do it. She came to the slave market just to see how human society treats slaves.

But Lien thought of another possibility, that is, whether the hostess whom he had never met would also suffer this kind of treatment somewhere. Although this possibility is very small, it is only very small.

"Do you... think this is possible?"

Boya suddenly felt a little emotional. It seemed that Li En's words had led her to an unknown area. She was actually a little worried.

"If it is true, I will kill that old guy even if I die. Tell your gods to help me check her life mark."

Li En's face still had a hint of chill, but Boya knew that Li En had really calmed down his mood.

"This, no matter how many times you check it, it's still the same. The life mark can only know the life status of a clear target, but for unknown people, even our gods can't investigate it. My little master, this is a difficult task for you.

." Boya bluntly pointed out Lien's unreasonable request.

As the spokesperson of God, and the God who in turn demands to be spoken for, although Lien’s behavior is not unprecedented, it is absolutely the first of its kind! And for the God who is currently in hiding, he wants to

It is simply impossible to look at the imprint of a person's life.

"Whenever you have time, go to your world, call him out, and beat him up."

Li En snorted again, and as soon as he finished the sound, he noticed that a black mist suddenly appeared in front of him. Li En tilted his head and raised his feet to wait, but the black mist only formed a small black mist in front of Li En.

circle, and then a familiar voice came from the circle.

"Master asked me to remind you to pay attention to your words..." Before he finished speaking, Li En directly kicked the side of his raised right foot into the circle. He heard a scream from the other end, and the circle composed of black mist collapsed.

scattered.

Boya looked at the black mist that slowly disappeared, and his body couldn't help but tremble. He looked at Lien with more and more admiration. Naturally, he also expressed sympathy for the person at the other end of the teleportation array. All the remaining anger of the master was vented on him.

Hades.

A huge body rolled all the way to the foot of the low hill. The bone dragon's thick and dark claws covered its nose tightly and let out a scream.

"Master, how many times has this happened? This is the... one hundredth, no, one thousand, no, hey, does my thumb represent a thousand or ten thousand? Uh, I only have eight fingers. What did I do at that time?

Does it count?"

While the bone dragon was still trying to count how many times it had been beaten by Lien, a middle-aged man in white stood at the foot of the mountain and looked helplessly at his mount.

The bone dragon's name is Doro, and he is one of the fifteen monarchs in the underworld. Ever since he took over the position of the God of Death, this bone dragon, formerly known as the Green Dragon, has been by his side.

Doro doesn't like to practice. The green dragon's natural inertia has allowed him to develop to the extreme, so his strength has always been ranked last among the fifteen monarchs. Laziness is a problem with Doro, and this is just one of many problems.

But now, Doro is suffering from the disease of sloppiness.

As the messenger of the God of Death, some of Lien's words were beneath his dignity. Although no creature in the underworld knew Lien, only Lien's men and the Bone Dragon Doro under him knew about this. However,

Udoro is not the only god in trouble.

Not far away from him sat a big man watching a joke, wearing golden armor, with a thick two-handed sword standing next to him, and right next to him, a golden lion was sleeping.

Sitting there is the beast god Sakat. Unlike the sculptures of the orc empire, the kasat here has no trace of majesty. The golden power of the orcs naturally lingers within a five-meter radius around him, and the death energy of the underworld

Although the cold and cold are troublesome to him, they can be ignored.

"I mean Udoro, that kid just said a few words. Do you deserve to punish Udoro like this?"

After speaking, Sakat stood up and said, "Will he leak it?"

As he stood up, the golden lion who had been sleeping stood up with sleepy eyes, stretched lazily, yawned again, and then looked at himself and paid attention to Sakat.

"No, and his worries are unnecessary. He won't do this. You know, his ability is much higher than ours. Even if he doesn't use his full strength, he can't subdue him. You

How about that end?" Udoro smiled slightly and stared at the lion-headed beast god in front of him and said.

"It's still the same. I've been fighting recently. This sword was gambled from the God of War, and this armor belongs to the first battle angel under the God of Light. The birdman beat my men, and I

So I took action to teach him a lesson, and it seemed that the God of Light had suppressed the matter.

"After saying that, Sakat turned around twice, but Udoro's expression still didn't show off anymore.

"Your power of faith is very weak now. I'm afraid that before long, the goddess of nature will come to the underworld to steal your soul. You have to be careful about this." The Beast God said with a worried look.

"You don't have to worry about this. This impostor will not come to the barren underworld, but the demons really plan to invade the human world in twenty years?"

Udoro asked with some doubts. He had to ask more questions because of the important matter. Moreover, the beast god in front of him was also notoriously unreliable in the God Realm. Yudoro really didn't believe him about this kind of thing.

But it can't be a child's play.

"This is true. Most people in the demon world will not tell the truth to me, but there is an exception." The look on Cassatt's face also became solemn. It was obvious that he was not joking. The demon world started a war.

The time should be 10% true.

"Oh?" Udoro couldn't help but become interested in what Cassatt said. The Doro Bone Dragon next to him seemed to finally realize that he couldn't even count how many times he had been beaten by Lien. He saw the gold next to the Beast God.

The lion queen subconsciously opened its mouth to demonstrate.

However, the golden lion just raised his head, glanced at Doro with disdain, and then continued to lie on the ground motionless.

Doro understood the meaning conveyed in the eyes of the golden lion, but the difference in strength made him just open his big mouth symbolically, and then reluctantly lay down behind Udoro.

"War Demon, this kid had a fight with me, but it wasn't me who came to find him, but he came specifically to challenge the God of War. From what he meant, he must have been improved. It just so happened that my hands were itchy and I wanted to go to the God of War.

After a discussion, he stopped him and gave him a good beating. He said before leaving that the two of us would often have fights, so it shouldn't be a mistake."

Cassatt stroked his mount proudly, and it was obvious that the performance of the golden lion made him feel very proud.

Udoro looked at the beast god in front of him speechlessly, and then looked at his mount Doro, which had a hint of resentment and a strong soul fire, and suddenly felt a headache.

"Actually, I have always wanted to ask you a question!" Udoro looked at Casado seriously and said: "You know the result of my return of power. Once my power returns...".

"I will definitely die!"

"and you……"
Chapter completed!