Putting aside Ma Baha's psychological activities, the voice on the other side of the magic communication fell silent, and this silence lasted for three minutes.
This time has been very long.
Obviously, for the legendary knight, the Grand Duke of the North, the information spoken by Ma Baha was enough to shock the Grand Duke of the North and make him think deeply.
"I'm sorry, it is indeed our intelligence that made a mistake. How many gold coins do I need to send out now before you can send out to kill Luther Pompeii?"
Three minutes later, the Grand Duke of the North said.
His voice sounded a little tired and a little irritable.
"Eight hundred million is the minimum. The deposit is 100 million. Regardless of whether the killing is successful or not, this 100 million will not be returned," said Mabaha.
"I need to think about it." The word count of 800 million made the Grand Duke of Northland silent for a moment. After another half minute, the Grand Duke of Northland said.
"Okay. Keep in touch." Ma Baha nodded and said.
The magic communication ended. Ma Baha stood up from the sofa, stretched, and walked out of the secret room.
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The other side of magic communication.
The north of the Kingdom of Prussia, Northern Roman Province, Northern City, Archduke's Castle.
Summer is coming, and even the temperature in the north has quietly risen. The male and female servants in the castle are wearing much cooler clothes.
The inner sanctum of the castle.
The Grand Duke of the North is still soaking in the potion pool, recovering from the injuries he suffered during the battle in the royal capital.
The Grand Duke is a gentle and beautiful man, with an appearance like a good woman, with snow-white skin and a slender figure. But at this moment, the Grand Duke's brows are straight, like a sharp sword out of the body, full of murderous intent.
But the murderous aura gradually subsided, and his facial features returned to softness. The Grand Duke thought for a while and said: "Get through to the King, Marquis of Cambridge."
"Yes." Ta Ling responded and immediately started to contact him.
After about ten minutes, two light curtains appeared in the secret room. On the opposite side of the light curtain were the decadent uncle the Marquis of Cambridge and his female knight Sophie.
King Odin III, old prime minister Grand Duke Buffett.
Except for the Grand Duke of the North, the personnel on both sides are relatively formal.
So when they saw the Grand Duke of the North lying naked in the potion pool, they were all stunned.
The Marquis of Cambridge raised his eyebrows and whistled. He said to the knight Sophie next to him: "There is an exhibitionist on the other side. Turn around quickly."
Sophie's face was expressionless. As a female knight who had experienced hundreds of battles and was the mistress of the Marquis of Cambridge, she was well-informed and didn't care about the Grand Duke's affair.
"You don't even care about basic etiquette. It shows that there is something very urgent." Odin III was sitting on a chair, his face was very serious, and his hands on his lap were a little heavy.
The Grand Duke of the North was an outstanding political figure and a strong knight. The Grand Duke of the North didn't even have time to get dressed and hurriedly called them.
In addition, they conspired together last time to kill Luther Pompeo.
Of course, the king was also murmuring in his heart.
"Did the assassination fail? Although we know that Luther Pompeo is very difficult to kill and has many trump cards, we dispatched Legend. There is no reason why we can't even kill Luther Pompeo."
"Our troubles are bigger than we think." Although the face of the Grand Duke of the North returned to softness, there was no smile at all. He told what happened.
Everyone's expressions became solemn, including the decadent uncle, the Marquis of Cambridge, who had always been unreliable.
Why did they kill Luther Pompey?
Because the White Eagle has risen so fast, it threatens the leaders of all kingdoms. And Luther Pompeo is the leader of the White Eagle. If Luther Pompeo is killed, the elimination of the White Eagle will be just around the corner.
In order to be able to kill him with one blow, they were very well prepared. They spent money to buy a legendary killer to kill Luther Pompeii.
Luther Pompeo does have a lot of cards, but what about when he is alone?
He is just an ordinary elite high-level knight. And a legend wants to kill an elite high-level knight. Can this elite high-level knight escape?
I thought I had taken a high look at Luther Pompeo and was set to become the king. I didn’t expect the situation to develop into what it is now.
This king suddenly became an emperor.
A red dragon with near-legendary strength, a legendary golem attacker, a magical white dragon, a bloodthirsty monster, and what appears to be a very advanced black magic armor.
This guy who seems to be an elite high-level knight has the power he carries with him and can easily slay dragons.
It's like one person leads an army.
What is it if it’s not Emperor Domination?
And as more of Luther Pompeo's strength is revealed, Luther Pompeo's threat has doubled.
A magical city with a portable combat power that can easily kill the legendary blue dragon. Spend 500 million to buy a magical blue dragon lady.
The purpose may be purely a hobby.
How powerful Luther Pompeo is, the shadow hidden behind it is even more terrifying.
Now that Luther Pompeo has shown such a powerful fighting force, does he still have any trump card behind him? Luther Pompeo spent 500 million to buy a magical female dragon. Does this prove that Luther Pompeo’s money is too much?
unimaginable?
Ten billion? Twenty billion?
This number is already astronomical to the Duke of Northland, the Marquess of Cambridge, and the King.
And even with your strength, influence, and ability of Luther Pompey to show off now, the Marquis of Cambridge, the Grand Duke of the North, and the King no longer have any doubts.
This guy is definitely the biggest danger to the kingdom, if this guy is given a few more years to develop.
Even if they wanted to fight, it would be impossible.
Just be like the Count of Libya and surrender directly.
But it is obvious that the Marquis of Northland, Marquis of Cambridge, and the King are stronger than the Earl of Libya, and they are more unwilling to give up the power in their hands.
Like a awn on the back, like a thorn in the throat.
This ray of light must be eliminated.
This thorn must be pulled out.
"Eight hundred million? Too little. Let's put together one billion, let the other party design a perfect plan, dispatch more perfect personnel, and be sure to kill Luther Pompeo."
"Kill with one strike! Never let Luther Pompey have a chance to counterattack."
King Odin III is a courageous man. After pondering for a moment, Odin III stood up from his chair, showed a strong momentum, and said in a decisive tone.
"Yes, this is very important. If a hunter fails in hunting, he may be injured by his prey. As long as he can kill Luther Pompeii, it doesn't matter whether it's 800 million or 1 billion."
The Marquis of Cambridge also swept away the decadent uncle's laziness and said seriously and seriously.
"Okay, then we will bid one billion." The Grand Duke of the North closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then exhaled the turbid air in his chest and said.
Luther Pompey’s head is becoming more and more valuable!