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After a pause, Wen De seemed to hesitate, but he still said: "I can't understand why the gods of the Azer Clan would let you become the Chosen One and then be promoted to God! You and this filthy person,
The despicable businessman is an old friend? And he actually colluded with the ancient evil beings in the Sin Abyss! Your Majesty Lin Qi, you should probably think about how to explain this to the gods of the Achael Clan."
Lin Qi frowned, turned around and slapped Igor hard on the face, causing Igor to scream, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth. Wen De's expression
With the sudden change, he subconsciously took a step forward, but several Tiger Guards who also exuded majestic power immediately rushed over, grabbed his shoulders, and forced him to the ground.
Wen De was so angry that he turned blue, and he struggled crazily, but these guards also had the strength of upper-level gods, and their physical brute force was much stronger than Wen De. No matter how Wen De struggled, he
He was still unable to break away from the clutches of these tiger guards, but instead made his own joints crackle and almost broke his arm.
Throwing most of the cigar on the ground, Lin Qi looked at Wen De with cold eyes, and reprimanded him with the same cold words: "Remember, you just came to negotiate terms with me to redeem this incompetent Igor.
Yes! You are not qualified to teach my people in front of me!"
After struggling hard for a long time, Wen De finally stopped this futile effort. Panting, he raised his head and squeezed out a bitter smile: "You are completely different from the gods of the Azer clan I know! Maybe!
, do we need to learn how to deal with you, the Chosen Ones?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Qi smiled calmly: "The Asheer Protoss has mastered the divine domain, so the emergence of the Chosen One is inevitable. And for people like me who have been promoted from humans to gods, you must learn how to deal with us.
!”
Holding his hands in front of his chest, Lin Qi looked down at Wen De who was pressed to the ground and could not move, and said slowly: "Not all the chosen ones are cautious, and not all the lucky ones who are promoted from humans to gods follow the rules.
There are a few people like me who dare to act recklessly, right?"
Wen De grinned and was speechless for a long time. Yes, he was acting recklessly, and he was extremely audacious. Selling a god? Handing a high-level god to a human businessman who colluded with ancient evil things to auction? This kind of thing, this kind of thing
How could it happen? After exhaling a long breath depressedly, Wende smiled helplessly: "Master Idar said it. How much do you want to release Master Igor?"
Lin Qi frowned. How much is a high-ranking god who is also Idar's younger brother worth? He clicked his lips. It was difficult for Lin Qi to answer this question. He also had no idea about Igor's worth.
There is no clear understanding.
"I think he should belong to me!" An old, hoarse, sinister voice came from the side: "My collection just lacks such a work made of the skeleton of the Eagle-headed God! It belongs to the Sky God Clan.
Bones. These are rare things."
Lin Qi's expression suddenly changed. He subconsciously took two steps back, and then turned to look at the old man who was speaking. He was wearing a black and gray tattered robe, his face was as thin and shriveled as a skeleton, and his whole body exuded a sense of death.
And the evil spirit. Not to mention how ugly and evil the old man was, what made Lin Qi's scalp numb was that he didn't notice how the old man was approaching him.
When did he come? How long had he been standing next to him? Lin Qi had no feeling at all. If he hadn't spoken, Lin Qi would never have realized that such a strange old guy was standing next to him.
Wen De glanced at the old man, and then he screamed hysterically: "Sugra, the bone carving knife! You, are you really still alive?"
Bone-carving knife Sugra tilted his head and glanced at Wen De. Then he grinned happily: "I have never lived. What do you mean, I am still alive? I am the undead god. What you call 'living', I
I have never had that kind of experience, so I have never 'survived', I have only 'existed'! So, what you said sounds like nonsense to me!"
The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched. What this old guy said was really harsh, and he was really frank. The undead gods, who are formed by the power of death in the universe, have never 'lived'. How can they say that they still 'live'?
Alive'. They just exist, they just exist in this world in an alternative way.
The bone-carving knife Sugra has really been famous for a long time. Lin Qi looked bitterly at this old guy who looked like he would fall to the ground if the wind blew! Lin Qi had used his name falsely and asked him to take the blame.
But Lin Qi didn't expect that this old guy would appear here.
Wen De stared blankly at Sugra for a while, and then he suddenly screamed hysterically: "Sugera, what do you want to do? I'm warning you, if you dare to hurt Master Igor, then..."
With a 'poof', all of Wen De's breath suddenly dissipated, and all his vitality was cut off in an instant. Lin Qi's pupils suddenly condensed to the size of a needle tip. He just vaguely saw a gray-white cold light flash past, and then Wen Qi
De was beaten to a pulp. Then something horrifying happened to Lin Qi. Wen De's body suddenly shriveled up, and all his blood and muscles were swallowed up by his bones. Soon Wen De turned into a human being.
With a shining skeleton.
Because all the divine blood and muscles were absorbed by the bones, the skeleton that Wen De left behind was full of energy, and its texture was many times tougher and stronger than when he was alive. Originally Wen De was just an ordinary high-ranking person.
The texture of the upper-level god's skeleton at this moment is comparable to that of the lower-level main god. Not only is it tough, it looks as gentle as jade, and it can illuminate the silhouette of a person clearly.
Several Tiger Guards who originally suppressed Wen De took a few steps back out of instinct, and then carefully drew out their shields and swords. Traces of crimson blood spurted out from their bodies, and they stared at each other intently.
Socrates, who is not threatening at all.
Sugra chuckled a few times, then he walked to Wen De's skeleton with three steps, and gently touched his skeleton. "What a good material, look at it, this feel, this
The luster, the shape! Also, in this skeleton, you can hear the scream of this little guy’s soul. When I slowly carve his skeleton, his soul will scream loudly!”
"Better than music!" Sugra turned around, grinned at Lin Qi, and finally expressed his thoughts.
Lin Qi looked at Sugra warily. He had only vaguely seen Sugra take action just now, but how exactly he killed Wen De was something Lin Qi didn't even see clearly. The bone-carving knife Sugra was notorious among the gods.
It is obvious that this old guy has countless enemies among the undead gods. He was expelled and killed by the gods together. In the ancient war of gods, he occasionally took action several times, and each time he caused a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
This was a venomous snake, a venomous snake that could explode at any time and hurt people. Lin Qi did not dare to be careless about him.
"Sir Sugra, I have heard of your name for a long time." Lin Qi carefully organized the words. He could not be angered by such an old monster with bloody hands and an extremely evil old immortal.
He can't appear too flattering, otherwise who knows what unpredictable changes may occur? Sugra is a tyrannical being at the level of a god, who knows how much strength he has retained now?
"Notorious!" Sugra put his hands behind his back and made a face to Lin Qi with his teeth bared: "I know I have a bad reputation!"
After being silent for a while, Lin Qi nodded seriously: "Yes, I have even heard of your evil reputation. In the library in the divine domain, the records about you are full of blood and terror. You once hunted and killed
You have killed all the young gods from all the major protoss clans."
"No, no, no, I didn't kill them!" Sugra glanced at Wen De's skeleton lying at his feet, and then smiled seriously at Lin Qi: "You know? Art is eternal.
Only the beauty of art can exist forever! I turned them into works of art, so they live forever! I didn’t kill them, I just let them gain eternal life!”
As if Lin Qi had aroused his interest, Sugra rummaged around in his sleeves for a while, and then took out a pale gold, translucent, carved as thin as a cicada's wings, with countless bright rose buds engraved on it. He carefully
Holding the wine bowl, which exuded a faint divine light and kept hearing hoarse cries, he looked at Lin Qi with fiery eyes.
"Look, the most perfect piece of my set of rose wine vessels! The rose wine bowl carved from the skull of Aygestili, the cousin of the God of Dawn and the light god of the Azer clan!" Sugra!
Gently stroking the wine bowl, she was so excited that her whole body was trembling: "Ayjestri, the most beautiful goddess of the light god system, a very young girl, when I took off her skull, she was so miserable
The scream is so, so, so charming!”
There was an abnormal blush on Sugra's withered face. He was so excited that all the joints in his body collided with each other and kept making "ding-dong" sounds: "Do you know? Let a young life, in her most beautiful moment,
Withering suddenly, and then transforming her life into an eternal work of art, letting her stay in her most beautiful moment forever, this is a supreme artistic achievement!"
"Old madman!" Kalhan, who was hugging Igor tightly and not letting go, suddenly muttered. This was Kalhan's most instinctive reaction after hearing Sogra's hysterical howling. His voice was very soft, but still
Sugra heard it clearly.
"What?" Sugra's face suddenly darkened. He turned around, looked at Kalhan indifferently, and sneered slowly: "What did you say? You said I am an old lunatic? You idiot who dares to blaspheme art.
, Despicable human being, why don’t you die?” (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!