Chapter five hundred and sixty-four set up, bet, decadent country
"Your Excellency, the devil has divided its forces!"
In the dead silence, the large group of light spots on the magic sand table suddenly split into two, and formed an obvious "V" shape for overall divergence. The necromancer operating the sand table immediately shouted.
"Very good." Negusta nodded, retracted his gaze, turned to the super undead priest Bendoa opposite, and suddenly smiled: "I heard that the demon warlock is not so easy to deal with. Do you need my help later?"
"No need." Hondaya held his head high, shrouded in a white mist of death, and at the same time gently waved a pitch-black bone scepter, saying arrogantly and disdainfully: "In front of the great God of Death, no matter what the enemy is,
The only way is to completely perish. But your opponent is a dragon-shaped Cerberus, which has a reputation second only to the monarch in the dark land. Haha, here I promise that if the battle is unfavorable, you can escape to me for shelter.
, will protect your lives. Of course, someone is not among them!"
After saying that, the holy priest glanced at Moriarty who was standing behind him unabashedly, and his meaning could not be clearer.
"Honorable Lord Bendoa, since both of us are so confident about the upcoming battle, let's make a small bet." Unexpectedly, after meeting the super undead priest's eyes, Moriarty suddenly stepped forward and said
.
"What kind of bet?" After hearing this, both Bendoya and Negusta frowned, looking at someone with caution or worry.
"This blocking battle will naturally be won, there is no doubt about it. So, let's bet on the time it takes to defeat our respective opponents." Under the eyes of the two super masters, Moriarty talked eloquently.
: "The one who takes less time is the winner of the bet. How about that?"
"Okay!" Looking at the casual and relaxed Moriarty, the holy priest instinctively felt great disgust and hatred. He almost didn't think about it and shouted directly: "What do you want to bet on!?"
"Your status is so noble, ordinary common objects will only detract from your dignity. So, at least one treasure, I think, can barely match the bet in front of you with the grand battle as the background." Moriarty smiled slightly, but his eyes were filled with emotion.
Cool as ice.
"treasure!?"
Hearing about such a bet, not only Hondaa Negusta was also shocked.
After the Ice Doomsday, treasure-level props have become extremely rare. Even behemoths like the Alliance of Undead Warlocks and the Holy Spirit Temple only have a few inside, and they are all used as strategic deterrents or trump cards. The previous "withering" of the Holy Spirit Temple
The theft of "teaching robes" caused an uproar in Dejia, and the remnants of it are still shaking off the stage.
Now, when someone opens his mouth and wants to bet with treasure, it is really shocking. Even two super yakuza can't help but think that the other person is talking nonsense or talking nonsense.
But before Hondaya could open his mouth to rebuke, Moriarty had already taken out an ink-colored classic from his sleeve and raised it lightly to his chest.
But when he saw this book, which was covered with jet-black dragon skin and surrounded by layers of black halo, the super undead priest's eyes froze and he could no longer look away.
"Since I initiated the bet, I will provide the chips for the alliance." Patting the books in his hand, Moriarty looked as if he had just taken out a few pounds.
He glanced at the two super yakuza and said: "The 'Demon Lord's Covenant' was produced by the ancestral demon hero Isis Slumbach. The holder of the code can seal his own power in it. As time goes by, this power will continue to be affected by hell.
With the blessing of the Demon Lord, it becomes even more powerful and fierce."
"'Promise of the Demon Lord'!?"
Hearing this, Hondaya's eyes burned so brightly that they almost burst out of his black eye sockets, and he even took a step forward unconsciously.
A treasure that can also borrow the power of the Lord of Hell. This is an out-and-out religious rare item. Even if it must involve the power from the dark place and the nine hells, but the holy priest
I believe that as long as it is brought back to the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Temple, handed over to the Death Preacher or even the Death Patriarch for "purification", and transferred to the power of Death, then the newly born "Death God's Covenant" will definitely become another member of the Holy Spirit Temple.
An ace treasure!
Therefore, Bendoya is determined to win the "Promise of the Demon Lord". Even if this is a trap of the alliance, it will make these blasphemous necromancers learn a painful lesson.
At the same time, Negusta and Amber on the other side were extremely surprised when they saw Moriarty suddenly taking out such a treasure. Especially the Great Necromancer, it can also be said that he is salivating over the "Promise of the Demon Lord". Even if it is
I will not covet the power of a certain god because of this, but whether it is used as a material for magic research or for "self-defense", this treasure is excellent.
It is a pity that unless the Lord of Amon speaks, no one in the alliance can take it away from Moriarty. This is also one of the iron laws of the Necromancer Alliance. Alliance members must not be forced or threatened in any form to pay.
their property, knowledge and research findings.
"However, is this Davidson really so confident that he casually takes out such a treasure to bet with the Holy Spirit Temple? Isn't he worried about losing the bet? What on earth does he want to do?"
Looking at Moriarty, Negusta secretly speculated. If the Alliance really loses this game and the "Demon Lord's Covenant" falls into the hands of the Holy Spirit Temple, it will also become a huge potential threat to the Alliance itself.
At this thought, Negusta couldn't help but become entangled.
"So, Lord Bendoa, since you have agreed to the bet, can you show me your chips?" Just as the holy priest and the great necromancer were each in a state of panic, Moriarty suddenly turned against him.
"this…"
Just as he was thinking about the "Demon Lord's Covenant" in the other person's hand, when he heard this, the holy priest was stunned and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"I... don't have any treasures around me."
Even if he couldn't say it anymore, or he would be outclassed by the other party because of it, his dignity as a super undead priest would not allow him to lie. Hondaya had to admit it "with difficulty".
But then again, even if it does carry some treasure from the Holy Spirit Temple, as long as it does not get the approval of the Patriarch of Death, it will never be pushed out as a bet.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." As if he had expected this, Moriarty smiled completely indifferently, but said: "If there is no treasure, I think a fifth-level magical scroll can barely match it. With Lord Hondaya's
Noble status is something you should always keep by your side, right?"
"What!?"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the two super yakuza were focused at the same time. However, Negusta was faintly excited, while Hondaya's eyes were cold, as if he wanted to eat the other person alive.
It turns out that someone's idea was put here. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the Super Undead Priest would never have believed that someone dared to so blatantly take the idea of the Holy Spirit Temple, and it was also the top level five magical scroll.
idea.
For a moment, Hondaya even had the urge to tear the devil in front of him into pieces immediately, even if it limited these guys from the alliance to fight first.
However, such crazy thoughts only flashed through his mind and then disappeared without a trace.
As a close subordinate of the Death Preacher, Hondaa is shouldering an extremely important mission in this battle. He can only win but not lose. Otherwise, Lord Jiexiu, who has already suffered continuous setbacks and lost five powerful Ji Dao masters, will definitely make it worse.
Its power in the Temple of the Holy Spirit will also be further squeezed and attacked by the "Holy Son", and it is very likely that it will lose its second-ranking leadership right after the Patriarch of Death.
Therefore, the holy priest could only suppress the desire to destroy Moriarty on the spot and calm down again.
"Hondaya, have you decided? Or do you still feel that this bet is not fair enough and want to withdraw? It doesn't matter. As long as you make it clear, the agreement you just made will be void."
And at this moment, Moriarty began to "pull hatred" seemingly humbly. Just kidding, if Hondaya suddenly "shrinks" in public, he will stop hanging around in Dejia's circle from now on. Maybe wait.
After returning to the Temple of the Holy Spirit, he will be directly accused and disgusted by the "Holy Son" for the crime of "damaging the glory of our God". Therefore, in public and private matters, the holy priests can only be tough to the end.
"It doesn't matter what you want to do, or what you want to do. I just want to say that in front of my god, such boring tricks will only put you in the sad situation of reaping the consequences!"
As he spoke, Hondaya glanced at the three powerful alliance men in front of him, and at the same time slowly took out a magic scroll with a texture like black crystals from his arms, with heavy black air threads wrapped around the surface.
Even the super death priest was cautious when taking out the scroll, holding it carefully with his dry fingers. Moreover, a special energy film separated the fingertip body from the scroll, so he did not dare to touch it directly.
And as the scroll was revealed, with Bendoa as the center, the large area of soft sand under its feet began to decay rapidly. After a while, it turned into pitch black sour and smelly rotten soil, which was closer to the real thing than dry sand.
In the land of death, there is nothing left to use.
"Fifth-level divine spell 'The Kingdom of Decay'!" Holding the black scroll high, Bendoya stared into Moriarty's eyes and shouted: "Those who blaspheme God will be punished by the endless majesty of my god.
Total decay, eternal depravity!"
"'Rotten Kingdom'... Very good, then let's formally make an oath." Ignoring the almost murderous gaze of the holy priest, Moriarty nodded and said directly: "Please witness the Lord of Amon, I and
Pastor Bendoya sets up a bet here. If the Holy Spirit Temple Legion defeats the Demon Corps first, it will win the treasure "Demon Lord's Covenant"; if the Undead Warlock Alliance Legion defeats the Demon Corps first, it will win the fifth-level magic scroll "The Decaying Kingdom".
'…”
"Please witness His Excellency the Patriarch of Death..."
After Moriarty finished swearing, Bendoa followed suit.
The witnesses of the two people's oath are Dejia's two seventeenth-level "guardians". If anyone dares to maintain the oath afterwards, the consequences will be self-evident. (To be continued)
ps: Thanks to the book friend "Death D Belt No. 13" for the 10,000 reward.
