At this moment, the Evil God of Grave Thorn feels that it is good to be imprisoned in this cage. It is really good. Although this sealed enemy is a little narrower, it is still very safe for now. The outside world is really too dangerous.
Already.
"You can come out and take a look." Seeing the Evil God of Thorns trying to restore the Nebula Chain to its previous appearance, Muria felt a bad taste in her heart and spoke to the Evil God in an obviously malicious tone.
"No need, I feel like it's pretty good here." The Evil God of Thorns flatly rejected Muria's seemingly beautiful proposal, but it was actually quite malicious.
"If you really don't come out, you won't have such an opportunity next time. You only have one chance to be free, so you have to seize it."
Finding that the Thorny Evil God could not pull the Nebula Chain away at all, he no longer paid attention to Muria, and he arranged an extremely primitive and mysterious sealing circle inside.
Okay, if you don't seal me and deliberately leave a back door for me, okay, then I'll seal myself and I won't go out. The outside is no longer a place for a poor guy like him to stay.
"If you don't dare to come out this time, you may have to stay here forever." Muria reminded the evil god very thoughtfully.
The Evil God of Thorns is very resolute. It is so scary outside now. Even if his brain is penetrated, he will not go out. Does he think he has not seen the fate of the Evil God of Desolation?
"How many souls are willing to give up their lives in order to pursue freedom and gain freedom. But now that I have put the opportunity for freedom in front of you, you have refused. What a pity!"
Muria's voice passed through the Nebula Chain, directly breaking through the seal set by the Evil God of Thorns and reaching his ears.
Regarding Muria's words, the Evil God of Thorns sneered and ignored them at all. Freedom is indeed precious, but the preciousness of freedom is also based on the possession of life. What kind of freedom is freedom without life?
"Brother Muria, you actually have an evil god here." Just when Muria was about to tease this evil god again, several fellow Titans who had successfully entered the epic realm through the magic of the devil came up to them.
Although they were talking to Muria, their eyes fell on the nebula chain ball behind Muria from time to time, which had been self-sealed by the evil god and did not leak any breath. They did not hide their intentions.
"Brother, the evil god you captured seems to be in good condition. I wonder if you can let us use it for some adaptive combat?"
"It's okay to lend you money, but how are you going to make up for my grandson's loss?"
Before Muria could answer, Deimos interjected and asked, "My grandson plans to use this evil god to expand his demiplane and evolve the world. If you borrow this evil god to fight, you will definitely lose him."
The background of this, and this is also a disguised form of damaging my grandson’s demiplane.”
"Grandfather." Muria, who had never thought about this at all, said helplessly. He knew that Timos was doing it for his own good and would not let his interests be harmed at all, so he fought like a dragon at this time.
"Don't talk nonsense to me. I helped you catch this evil god. It was something we only caught after fighting desperately outside. You want to borrow it to accumulate practical experience. As Muria's fellow Titans,
I have no reason to stop it, but you must pay accordingly."
"This is a matter of course." After hearing what Dimos said, several newly promoted Epic Titans looked at each other, and there was no look of concern in their eyes. After all, this was a quite reasonable proposal.
"No need," Muria said with a wry smile and shook her head when she saw her grandfather's involvement and had no intention of profiting from it.
The Titans take good care of him. Now these newly promoted epic Titans have practical needs, and he can just meet these needs.
Logically speaking, he should not charge any benefits or fees. Logically speaking, he has done nothing wrong by charging a certain fee. After all, this is indeed a trophy he obtained through fighting outside the void. Others think
To share, you must exchange something of equivalent value.
However, rationally speaking, Muria thinks it is better not to receive any reward. After all, these Titans in front of them are Titans who have completed their promotion. Their futures are infinitely bright. No one can say that they will be able to succeed in the epic.
How far on the road
It is undoubtedly a better choice to build relationships with these titans through the captured Thorn Evil God and make them owe favors.
Of course, the favors between Titans are basically useless, because Titans are an extremely united race. Even if two Titans have nothing in common, when the other one sees that a fellow Titan is in need of help, he will not hesitate to help.
"Hey, I've finished talking about the ugly things. What to decide next is still your own business. After all, this is your trophy." Seeing that Muria did not intend to receive any benefits, Dimos smiled and said nothing more.
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The blood of dragons inherently contains greed, and as the Dragon King, Deimos is more greedy than ordinary dragons, but he is greedy for things that ordinary dragons cannot see at all.
And dragons are born misers. As the dragon king, Deimos will instinctively calculate the gains and losses. At the same time, he will also instinctively help his relatives to calculate the gains and losses.
As far as the situation Muria is facing now, no matter what choice it makes, Muria will get a more favorable result. Deimos has already calculated it clearly.
What he just said was just a reminder to these Titans. After all, Titans are too big-hearted, and they sometimes take the help of their own race for granted.
Of course, the opposite is also true. They will feel that helping their fellow humans is a natural thing and there is nothing to think about.
"Little Evil God, come out and fight with my fellow tribesmen!"
Muria, who could roughly guess her grandfather's intentions, made a note in her mind, and then looked at the Nebula Chain Ball that sealed the evil god with a malicious look. With a thought, she lifted the entire sealing circle.
"What do you want to do?" The moment he found out that the cage he was in, or the safe house, was suddenly lifted, the Evil God of Thorns immediately exploded. Looking at the titans beside Muria, they were sulking.
roared.
"Fight with me!" A Titan immediately stepped forward and challenged the Evil God of Thorns to a fight.
"No, I refuse." The Evil God of Thorns discarded all his dignity as a world destroyer at this time, "I have been sealed, and I cannot fight you in my current state."
Immediately, he pulled out a Thorny Evil God that even he could not fool himself into as a reason to avoid fighting. He looked at Muria, who was watching the progress of the matter with interest, and made a request, "In order to prevent me from escaping, please start again.
Seal me! Please!"
"No, I'm not worried about you running away now. I just want to see if you have the guts to run away?" Muria said with a smile.
"I don't have the courage." The Evil God of Thorns admitted very frankly, fully interpreting the word "concentrate". He could now feel the eyes falling on him, and their number had reached a level that made him despair.
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"Can you ask the people next to you to take their eyes away from me? As long as you can guarantee my safety, I am willing to encourage you."
The Evil God of Thorns glanced at the Evil God of Desolation who was still being beaten, and proposed a very tempting condition to Muria. The evil God of Thorns was willing to serve as a pawn and be driven by others. This kind of temptation is not found in most epics.
It's impossible to refuse.
Muria was undoubtedly attracted by the conditions proposed by the Evil God of Thorns, but after thinking for a moment, he still shook his head firmly.
"I have promised my compatriots, so you must fight, but I can guarantee your life safety."
"In this case, I refuse to be driven by you."
"Then I'll let them beat you to death."
"...I can obey your orders."
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Soon after, far away from the chaotic Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Hall, a heroic young man with black hair and golden eyes walked side by side outside the barrier of the Erathia world.
"What do you think? An epic offered his services, and you actually refused." The tall, burly and strong dragon man asked the young man beside him curiously.
"I was moved at the time, but after thinking about it carefully, I thought it was better to refuse."
"What's the reason?" Dragon Man asked.
"The only person I know now who can drive other epics is the Elder Ten Masters."
"so?"
"I heard that the ancestor of the Ten Imperial Guards controlled many epics through the scepter in his hand and ordered them to fight for him. But I think the reason why the ancestors of the Ten Imperial Guards were able to have epics serving him was mainly because of his own powerful strength.
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And I don’t have any void treasures in my hand that can control an epic, and I don’t have the strength to easily suppress an epic. Why should I accept the refuge of another epic? I’m far from qualified now.”
"I'm very happy that you can still stay awake. It seems that I don't need to worry about your journey in the void anymore."
"Huh?" Muria looked at Deimos with some doubts.
"I am very pleased to tell you that from now on, you are prohibited from using the magic of heavenly demons to reincarnate into small and medium-sized worlds. Next, you will prepare for your wandering in the void, no, it will be a journey!"
"Well, I haven't made a breakthrough yet!" Muria thought something was wrong. He hadn't had enough fun using the magic of the devil yet, so why was he issued a ban?
"Your current strength has reached the level of ban."
"But isn't this a ban from the Titans? Why did you, my grandfather, pass it on?"
"Because the Dragon Clan is also preparing to follow suit."
"Small and medium-sized worlds cannot be reincarnated. What about the big world?" Muria noticed what Deimos said and asked.