"Oh, I forgot, you are not good at all. I thought the dullness of the journey was already painful enough for you. Now it seems that you still lack a lot of necessary artwork, which is terrible."
Although the smile on the ugly alien face has not changed, it has evolved into ridicule.
"Of course, that's why we're here, that's why I showed you a treasure."
Filiche Monk almost squeezed out his last bit of courage and weirdness in his chest, spat in the direction of the other party, and angrily scolded:
"We are the ones who serve the God Emperor! We despise you and other aliens. There is no room for you to live in the Milky Way. The anger of the empire will burn you all!"
"Ahhhh, the words of you apes are always so poor, and there is no new idea of scolding people. However, the things in your cargo hold are not as righteous as you do. Although the things you call banned drugs in my opinion can't even be called cold medicine."
Philipchi Monk's eyes twitched, how did this Tiansha alien know that he was smuggling illegal drugs?
You should know that those things are stored in concealed cargo holds and have undergone extremely expensive shielding transformations that can block scans of almost all scanning equipment. No one except himself knows the location of the small cargo hold because it is not in the hull structure diagram at all.
"With this, I think we have opportunities to cooperate, after all...you want to live too, don't you?"
The dark lord opened his hands and paused for a moment when he was halfway through his speech.
Alive.
Philipchi Monk shook his head, who would believe it?
He is still alive after encountering the Dark Spirit Clan.
"I won't work with guys of unknown origin, let alone aliens."
"Oh, okay, then I'll introduce myself. I'm Lord Valosian Seserak, one of the five chief consuls of the Blackheart Conspiracy Group, and the chief among the chiefs."
As he said that, he looked around with anticipation, as if looking for an audience that did not exist.
"Does anyone know me now? Don't cry because of seeing my face. If you want, I will accept your gratitude and surprise solemnly if I have time in the future."
Valosian Seserak is the highest consul of the Blackheart Conspiracy Group, and is considered the most loyal and reliable lord under the supreme overlord Victor.
But in fact, Valosian's position is in a very embarrassing position. He can only command his troops in the name of Victor. Therefore, many people secretly say that he is Victor's puppet, but no one will deny that Valosian is an efficient war machine, a ruthless hunter who can wipe out all the enemies of the Overlord.
Without Vickk's order, Valosian would hunt legends from other races, kill them with his own depleted blade, and then tie the other's soul to the armor. (Lucius's sense)
As of 41 thousand years, thousands of heroes, leaders, philanthropists, physicians and warriors have died under Valocian's sword. For this reason, he was awarded the title of soul hunter. These imprisoned souls are not just trophys used to show off. The consul's armor is equipped with complex biological harmonics, which can strengthen Valocian's aging body through these stolen souls, greatly strengthen strength and agility. The imprisoned souls are clearly aware of their own experience, so they keep begging, threatening, suggesting and cursing his name in the consul's mind.
Filiche Monk naturally didn't know what Valosian Seserak was, nor did he know what the consul of the Dark Spirit clan had, but it was obviously not too low.
But this is not like a good thing. Will there be any good things if an alien with a very high status come to him?
Philipchi Monk narrowed his eyes.
"Mr. Sethrak, you have also seen that we are just an ordinary merchant ship. If you like any goods, take them away. We will not resist. As for cooperation... I don't think I can provide any help, especially for your status like yours, I am just a small character."
"Ahhhh, but how do you say that? Even a stone has its uses. I just hope you can help."
"What?"
Valosian Seserak pointed to the coordinates on the navigation coordinates.
"You are going to take us for a ride. We don't have many people, so your boat should be stuffed. I will pay you the boat fare. I have always been very civilized and fair. When I was a kid, I never evade tickets even when I took the bus."
Philipchi Monk took a breath and took a step back.
Narson 4, the other party is actually going to Narson 4! You should know that it is the home star of the Astral Knights Group, what do these aliens want to do!?
He couldn't even think about it.
As if seeing through the other party’s thoughts, the consul of the Dark Spirit Clan smiled slightly.
"Don't worry, we are not as powerful as we can plunder a world. I know what there is, there are many guardians there, but we are going to do things instead of going to die. I am very afraid of death. This time I just... find someone, and I will leave immediately after finding it, and will not cause any trouble."
"Since you are so powerful, why don't you go by yourself?"
"Ah, good advice, but unfortunately, like many stories from the past, there is a very powerful existence that threatens us, and the prohibition of using psychic energy prevents us from using conventional means to understand its background. Of course, some of our other cousins did not have such a prohibition. They cleverly arranged a witch near the thing and then silly mocked a big green fat man who was furious. Although I think it's interesting,...you know, not everyone has the same aesthetic. The boss thinks this is not good and will stimulate the wriggling rotten meat, so let me run this way and tell me that there is a guy in that place who can kill me directly and neatly."
Valosian Seserak grinned harder now, as if he was going to tell a big joke.
"So there is no way, we can only solve this without disturbing anyone."
Feliche Monk stood there and struggled painfully, and finally realized that if he refused, the wait for him might be a very tragic consequence - the first mate has not yet died.
But if you agree to the other party, once the matter is exposed, not only will he end up miserably, but everyone related to him will not be able to escape.
Assisting the alien to invade an Astarte's home world, this kind of thing just makes him stand on his hair.
But now does he really have a choice?
“My people….”
"Oh, they are all very good. I just let them fall asleep temporarily and can wake them up at any time if needed."
"Then you have agreed in advance, and you will leave my boat immediately after you arrive at the place!"
The consul's grin became wider, like a treacherous wolf.