941.Who wouldn’t love a generous “friend” who helps in times of need?？
941.Who doesn’t love a generous “friend” who helps in times of need? (Page 2/2)
traitor！
Xu Gesen, I will not kill you immediately.
I will keep your dirty soul, and I will make you suffer. After I establish my kingdom, I will let you see with your own eyes how the female you have been protecting was abused to death. I will Let you watch your child being bitten to death in front of you.
how dare you！
You vile traitor, how dare you?！”
“I don't feel like a traitor, I did everything you asked me to do perfectly, I even drew my sword on a god”
Xu Gesen is still arguing, but it sounds more like a dog's concept of begging for mercy and stealing..
The Lord of Hunting sneered at this. He didn't even bother to spend time arguing with this idiot. He closed his eyes and leaned on the uncomfortable throne, seizing the time to let his weak soul take root in this body..
He no longer wants to think about his previous failures. He still has a chance to make a comeback..
My godhead is broken, my body is gone, my kingdom has collapsed, but I am still there, and my followers are still there, which is nothing more than walking the same path as before..
The soul will not die of old age, it still has enough time to plan slowly.
But just a few minutes later, the Hunting Lord who was controlling this body suddenly opened his eyes, its nose moved, then stood up, grabbed Xu Gesen's warhammer in his hand, and strode away from the camp like a black streak. The shadow moved across the camp towards a certain point in the swamp, arriving there in a few minutes like a gust of wind..
A shadow elf in a black cloak was waiting for him there. The guy was holding a strange chaos crystal in his hand. It was the vague subspace aura that emitted from that thing that lured him here..
“"The slave owner" immediately turned around when he saw his true master coming, bowed to him in a very elegant manner, he said：
“Dusk is at your service, Your Majesty, the Great Lord of the Hunt, glad to see you safe and well..”
“dusk? The bitch of original sin？”
The Lord of the Hunt scoffed.：
“Stop being pretentious. If you really wanted to help, you would have done so when we were in Mossy Valley. You just wanted to wait until I was dead and wanted to gain some benefits here. For the sake of serving a warp shadow, If you have something to say, say it！”
“I am simply extending my friendship to you on behalf of my organization, Your Majesty..”
The slave owner was scolded but showed no anger.
He took out a delicate controller from his hand and pressed it twice. On the muddy ground behind the two of them, there was a 100-meter-long silver shuttle-type aircraft that took off its chameleon camouflage. As the hatch opened, a car was painted red. The tin can was sent out.
“A set of pioneer-level power armor from an ancient civilization.”
The slave owner made a "please" gesture and said：
“This is our sincerity, Your Majesty, you need it now, whether it is revenge against Murphy or executing a strategic breakout, you need this powerful thing.”
“I don't think I need to, I destroyed one easily in Mossy Valley.”
“But at that time you were still an omnipotent god, and now you can only live in the body of a believer, so this is not a matter of your self-perception, Your Majesty, you need it！”
“you! Rude Shadow Elf！”
“I'm just telling the truth, Your Majesty. If it hurts your self-esteem as a god, then please forgive me for being too straightforward..”
The slave owner stopped pretending and said calmly.：
“You need this set of weapons, and we brought it to you. I think we can cooperate further. We have contacts all over the world. We have intelligence of this kind and that. You will need a group of loyal servants, which will be beneficial to you. quick recovery.
On my way here, my colleague Mr. Scholar asked me to deliver a message to you..
Our organization can provide you with a more powerful 'container'. Of course we cannot get the body of a god, but the body of a demigod is still negotiable..”
“Um？”
The Hunting Lord looked at the slave owner with a suspicious look. After a few seconds, he asked：
“You can really get a demigod-level container？”
“We never lie when it comes to showing our strength..”
The slave owner smiled and said：
“Of course, the scholar is a man who spends every penny. He is obsessed with the research of the Life Greenhouse and currently needs some biological research data left over from the last era, and that stuff is stored in the forbidden land of this swamp..
For us weak mortals, daring to break into that place is a risk of death, but for the great gods, it may be as simple as walking on flat ground..
In short, if you want to get a demigod-level container, then please complete this commission first. Don't be angry, Your Majesty, this is how we mortals make friends. We have shown sincerity, and you should return the favor..
Only in this way can the two sides come back and forth..”
“it's lying to you！”
Xu Gesen’s voice sounded at this moment, dissuading：
“Don't go! That place is Murphy's secret base. He hides his power armor there. These bastards want to trick you into fighting with Murphy so that they can benefit. This is a trap.！”
“Of course I know this is a dirty trick and I don’t need you to remind me! Shut up, traitor！”
The Lord of Hunting intensified the torture of Xu Gesen's will, causing the great warlord to scream in pain, but on the surface, the evil god stepped forward and opened the armor storage tank with an expressionless face. What appeared inside was a set of blood-red armors. Assault Power Armor.
It's completely different from Murphy's experimental power armor. This one looks like real military supplies. It's simple, practical, and domineering..
In the past, the Lord of Hunting would not even look at this thing, but now.
It reached out and touched the cold metal.
The other party can even use this kind of thing as a gift, which shows that they do have a lot of resources in the material world, so there is a high probability that they also have demigod-level containers. Anyway, I have a grudge against Murphy, and I have ordered a hunt for Murphy. mark.
After all, he is a god, and he must receive it and achieve it.
perhaps
The Evil God had many thoughts and was about to agree, but Xu Gesen weakly retorted:：
“You are stepping into a trap, I can't stop you, but you are a god, do you have such a small appetite? Just a set of power armor and you're dismissed? Do you think the elf will laugh at you?？”
“I can complete this commission easily.”
The hunting lord rolled his eyes, turned around and said to the slave owner：
“But asking a god to help is very expensive. I want a reward worthy of my status. Dusk. You want to be friends with a god but you only have such a small amount of tribute. It is difficult for me to help you..”
“then you need？”
The slave owner seemed to have guessed the bargain and asked.
The Lord of Hunting became silent at this moment. It really didn’t want what it needed, and Xu Gesen also said weakly at this moment.：
“Ask for weapons, armor and supplies, the more the better, and have them be sent directly to a place on the Genoa Peninsula, where you will go to build your heaven on earth. You can't do without these things. Everything in this world is important to you. It makes no sense, but your minions still need food and weapons, and simple faith cannot feed them..
money！
My God, the power of money in this world is amazing. Ask for as much as possible to prevent your army from falling into trouble in the future..”
“Shut up, I have my own plan! You talkative traitor, stop showing off your poor wisdom..”
The Lord of the Hunt cursed fiercely, but then conveyed Xu Gesen's request five times to the slave owner. Such a large-scale supply and weapons were almost enough to arm a hundred thousand gnolls. The huge number made the slave owner's His expression also twitched.
This god
Damn it, when you were the Lord of Hunting, did you also work part-time as the God of Punishment? How can you live your life so carefully?？
“Also, your boat looks nice.！”
The lion, the Lord of Hunting, pointed at the silver-gray shuttle behind him and said：
“I want it, use it as my ship.”
“Sorry, the boat and wife are not for sale.！”
The slave owner refused.：
“But if you really want it, maybe you can discuss it with Mr. Scholar. As far as I know, the shuttle assigned to him is rarely used. Of course, if you can close this order, your request We said yes, my lord, are we friends now?？”
“Oh, you have won the good will of a god, at least for now.”
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