"Of course, you hate these nobles too, don't you? After I take care of Charman, how about you be the king?"
"I don't need to pursue what you just did. You can just help me clean up the mess later."
"If you are worried about the church dividing your power, I can also let you be crowned pope at the same time."
"When the time comes when I sit high in the Kingdom of God and you rule the human world, you will definitely be able to do a better job than the people of the Charman family."
This cake was so big and round that it almost knocked Richard unconscious.
It's just that the benefits promised by the other party were so heavy that Richard couldn't believe it.
There was no mutual trust between him and the Lord of the Rising Sun, and he did not believe that he could coexist peacefully with the Lord of the Rising Sun.
The reason for Richard's weakness is also very simple.
It wasn't that he didn't want to use the Mad King's ring directly, but that he had already used the killing move that Aragorn was looking forward to.
It is simply not Richard's style not to go all out when there is a chance for a sneak attack.
Just now, it wasn't just Gru's arrows and the devil's scimitar that attacked Mishu.
There was also the impact that Richard used the God-killing Ring and consumed most of his mental energy.
Richard's strength may not be as strong as Aragorn in his heyday, but he is still a super master who has reached the realm of jealousy. It is unrealistic to kill Misu directly, but it is no problem to inflict heavy damage.
This is a sharp weapon made by gathering the wisdom of the entire elf civilization to deal with the gods.
But Mi Xiu didn't react at all. The powerful mental impact was like air and had no impact on Mi Xiu. This was completely beyond Richard's expectation.
If the aftereffects of using the ring hadn't hit him at this moment, and his brain hurt as if he was being pricked by needles, Richard would have doubted that he had succeeded in stimulating it.
"Where's the ring?"
At this time, Aragorn also realized that something was wrong. Richard had no reason to side with Mixiu. The rulers of the human world were naturally opposed to divine authority.
"You're curious why that ring didn't work, right?"
Mi Xiu, who had always had a serious expression, finally had a smile on his face.
"I experienced the mystery of the womb and crawled out of a human belly. How could a ring that impacts divinity have an effect on me?"
"Aragorn, do you think this is just a divine intervention on believers?"
"Mixiu is part of who I am as a human being, we are one!"
“What a spirit!”
After the gods raised their thrones high, they were immortal. If they had not encountered the peak elf civilization and the mad king, they would have been almost at ease.
By this time, Aragorn also understood what had happened, and all his judgments were wrong.
The Lord of the Rising Sun did not choose a son of God to incarnate his true spirit to walk in the world, but directly transferred part of his soul into the human belly.
It is equivalent to the reincarnation of a great power. Previously, in the south, the array arranged by the Rising Sun Divine Religion was not to welcome the coming of the gods, but only to awaken Mi Xiu.
Mixiu is the Lord of the Rising Sun, or in other words, Mixiu is the human form of the Lord of the Rising Sun.
Mi Xiu in this state would certainly not be afraid of the God-killing Ring's attack.
Of course, this method of directly throwing the soul into reincarnation is also very dangerous.
Especially in childhood, apart from being physically healthier than ordinary children, Mi Xiu's ability to survive is not much better than that of ordinary human children. He may die from a wild beast attack, a famine, or something else.
Accident.
In other words, the Golden Dragon Kingdom was relatively stable. At least when Mi Xiu was young, although the life of ordinary people was not good, they could still eat and there was no major famine.
Mi Xiu was able to grow up smoothly and passed the most exhausted period in his youth.
If Mi Xiu dies midway, for the Lord of the Rising Sun, it will definitely be a disaster no less than the fall of the Kingdom of God.
In order to restrain the effect of the God-killing Ring, the Lord of the Rising Sun has gone to the extreme.
Even Aragorn, who had always looked down on so-called gods, couldn't help but praise his courage for taking risks as a god.
"How? The material world needs a ruler."
Perhaps the Northland governed by Richard had left a good impression on Mi Xiu, who was still the Pope. At this time, the Lord of the Rising Sun's recruitment turned out to be somewhat sincere.
Richard made a gesture, as if he was thinking about it, and Gru and other subordinates also stopped with some cooperation.
"It's really flattering that Lord Mi Xiu thinks so highly of me. I wonder what's so special about me that makes you think I can become the ruler of the continent?"
"You have done well in the North. The slaves have been released. The nobles dare not bully the common people. You can live a good life with hard work. You have more hope of becoming a great ruler than those guys."
Is this guy serious?
Compassion for the common people?
This emotion is not like that of a superior god.
At least the gods of this continent have absolutely no mercy for poor sentient beings.
An idea flashed in Richard's mind, as if he had caught something, but before he could think about it carefully, Mi Xiu's tone suddenly became serious again.
"Have you considered it clearly? Surrender to the great gods and enjoy the glory, or die a humble death."
The tone of voice changed so much before and after, as if the humanity shown before was an illusion.
"With such favorable conditions, I certainly know what choice to make."
Richard's tense expression relaxed, and the blue Angel Alliance in his hand became diagonally held, as if he was ready to accept the conditions of the Lord of the Rising Sun.
"court death!"
"Sure enough, human beings are the most cunning no matter how many years they pass!"
Just when Richard seemed to be relaxing, a ray of black energy suddenly blocked the golden light in the sky.
A huge skeletal hand suddenly broke through the already riddled ground, and fiercely grabbed Mi Xiu, who was wearing a white robe.
And Richard didn't care whether the bone hand's attack was effective or not, he immediately entered a fighting state, raised his blue long sword and attacked Mi Xiu fiercely.
"Got him!"
Sandro's hoarse voice originally sounded deep and gloomy no matter how it sounded, but at this moment it was actually a bit excited.
This bone hand is the work of a legendary necromancer from the Realm of Jealousy.
Using the corpses of ancient saint-level giants as materials, they were refined using special methods, and then a large number of souls of the powerful men killed in battle were attached to the bone hands, and finally corroded by mana.
The strength of this bone hand is more than ten times stronger than when its owner was alive.
The moment it was opened, the vague and indistinct cries of resentment and wailing from countless strong men could be heard within a radius of more than ten miles.
It is normal for a weaker person to become unsteady when hearing the sound, and become frightened and lose consciousness. In slightly more serious cases, it is normal for the person to lose consciousness.
This is just a little influence that spreads far away.
The resentful souls bound to Sandro's bone hands are not ordinary people. They are at least refined after the death of extraordinary warriors above the knight level. There are also many masters of the great knight and earth level. They are mainly based on the skills of those who died in battle.
Orc masters are used as materials.
And the target of the Bone Hand, Mi Xiu, had to bear the mental attack that was ten thousand times stronger.
Strong as Mi Xiu, he was slightly distracted for a moment under the impact of a large number of battlefield resentful spirits.
Molecule ants cannot kill an elephant, but in large numbers they can occasionally cause some trouble.
After being distracted for less than half a second, a huge bony hand with a trace of blood suddenly pinched Mi Xiu.
At this moment, the bone hand controlled by Sandro showed a speed completely inconsistent with its huge form.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Of course, Richard would not let go of such an opportunity. The heroes around him were also veterans with rich combat experience, and they took action without any reminder.
Regardless of the consumption, Gru drew the bow in his hand to full capacity and shot several arrows in a short period of time.
Lucifer and Richard rushed towards the clenched bone hand from the side at the same time.
The Ziyue Demon, who had been seriously injured, also got up at this time and teleported to the bone hand with a huge scythe in his hand.
"boom!"
The huge bone hand was drained of blood, and the golden-red fighting spirit that could not be concealed turned the entire bone hand into gold, making the originally terrifying white bones feel somewhat sacred.
The originally bound soul only let out a short whine, and then evaporated like water vapor under the golden-red light.
The bone hand that was originally full of sinister energy seemed to be purified at this time.
Before Mi Xiu could struggle, the purified bone hand let go of his own accord, and with a wave of his hand, it collided with the incoming arrow.
"boom!"
The white jade-like bone hand blocked three arrows in succession, and then couldn't bear it and turned into bone residue.
Sandro's face in the distance became extremely ugly.
The gap is so huge.
As a legendary necromancer, Sandro's mental power is also outstanding among mages of the same level. After reaching the Realm of Jealousy, he has basically restored his peak strength.
It is completely possible to challenge some weak or even medium gods.
I just didn't expect that in a simple confrontation, I would be completely crushed by the opponent's majestic sea of mental power, and even be forcefully taken away from the control of the bone hand.
Compared with a great divine being like the Lord of the Rising Sun, Sandro is not on the same level at all.
When the Mad King's ring lost its effect, the Lord of the Rising Sun, a god-level fish that slipped through the net, showed a truly terrifying side.
After his mental power was defeated by the Lord of the Rising Sun, Sandro felt the pain he had not seen for a long time.
After abandoning the living body and becoming a necromancer, all feelings have almost completely disappeared. There is no such thing as pain nerves. Even if he is caught and cut into undead sashimi, he can still laugh and talk with ease.
But this kind of mental pain has nothing to do with the physical body. Within a few seconds of the spiritual confrontation with the Lord of the Rising Sun, Sandro only felt that his brain was stifled by the mace, and it penetrated directly into his skull and stirred it up.
This kind of pain that directly attacks the spirit is more ferocious than any torture to the body.
This kind of pain can cause even a determined person to die from the pain.
But Sandro was also a ruthless man. He suppressed the pain and recited the curse again, and several terrifying curse spells were cast at the same time.
The strength of Sandro's curse spells can directly reduce the combat effectiveness of a seventh-level soldier to the level of a second- or third-level soldier.
But no one is sure how effective it will be against the Lord of the Rising Sun.
While casting the spell, Sandro did not forget to control the undead demon that had just been knocked away.
Utilizing the space talent he had during his lifetime, the undead demon arrived behind Mi Xiu in a blink of an eye.
The huge scythe was raised and slashed at the opponent at extremely fast speeds.
"clang!"
Mi Xiu was faster, as if he had eyes behind his back, he anticipated the undead demon's attack, and used the scepter in his hand to hold the giant scythe with his backhand.
This scene is extremely incongruous. The giant scythe in the hands of the undead demon is more than four meters long. The one-handed scepter in Mishu's hand looks like a toy in front of the giant scythe.
But it was this toy that firmly stopped the giant scythe in mid-air, as if two fingers were holding the sword that was slashing at it with all its strength.
"An undead demon?"
"I admit you make me feel a little sick!"
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, Mi Xiu turned around and punched the undead demon in mid-air with his free left hand.
The golden fighting spirit broke through the hard armor and skin without any hindrance, directly opening a big hole in the undead demon's chest.
Undead creatures do not have a fatal weakness like the heart. After all, their actions rely on magic power rather than blood supply from the heart.
But after Misuu fought hard, Sandro's favorite work, the Undead Purple Moon Demon, instantly lost its ability to move. The undead energy in his body fiercely competed with the golden-red light pouring out of Misuo's fist.
In the end, the wound expanded from the size of a fist to the size of a bucket, and half of his body was turned into charcoal.
"Fire flames, cut!"
Just when Mishui was about to completely make the undead demon disappear.
Several golden and red vindictive slashes flew in front of him, and he threw the undead demon in his hand like garbage. With a dance of the scepter in his hand, an arc of golden and red vindictive slashes came towards him, and met with several slashes.
Collision and explosion in mid-air.
In the fierce flames, Richard was approaching holding the blue Angel Alliance.
Mi Xiu put aside the huge undead demon, turned sideways, and with a flick of the scepter in his hand, he unloaded Richard's long sword to one side.
"My martial arts skills have been honed well!"
"But the power of Rising Sun is not used like this!"