I wish you all a good mood every day After a pause, Wende seemed to hesitate, but he still spoke: "I can't understand why the gods of the Asur Protoss would make you a Chosen One, and then promoted to a god, you and this dirty, lowly merchant are old friends, and he actually colluded with the primeval evil creatures of the Abyss Your Majesty Lin Qi, you should probably think about how to explain this to the gods of the Asur Protoss." ” Lin Qi frowned, reflexively slapped Igor in the face, causing Igor to scream, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Wende's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously took a step forward, but several tiger guards who also exuded awe-inspiring divine power immediately rushed over, grabbed his shoulders, and forcibly pressed him to the ground.
Winder's face turned blue with anger, and he struggled, but these guards also had the strength of the upper god-level, and their brute strength was much stronger than Winde.
No matter how much Winder struggled, he couldn't get rid of the tiger guards, and instead struggled to make his own joints click, almost breaking his own arm.
Throwing most of the cigars on the ground, Lin Qi looked at Wende coldly, and reprimanded him coldly word by word: "Remember, you are just here to negotiate with me on the terms of ransom for this incompetent Igor, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson in front of me."
After struggling for a long time, Winder finally stopped the futile effort.
He panted and raised his head, squeezing out a bitter smile: "You are completely different from the gods of the Asur clan that I know, perhaps, we need to learn how to deal with you Chosen One?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Qi smiled indifferently: "The Asur Protoss has mastered the Divine Domain, so the appearance 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."
Clasp your hands in front of your chest.
Lin Qi looked down at Wen De, who was pressed to the ground and couldn't move, and said slowly: "Not all the Chosen are cautious, not all the lucky ones who have been promoted from humans to gods follow the rules, there are always a few people like me who dare to do nonsense, aren't they?"
Winder grinned, speechless for a moment.
That's right, it's unscrupulous, and it's bold to the extreme.
Selling a god and handing over a superior god to a human merchant who colluded with the primeval evil to auction this kind of thing, how could this kind of thing happen I exhaled a long breath in a depressed way.
Wende smiled helplessly: "Young Master Idar said, how much do you want to release Young Master Igor" Lin Qi frowned, a high-ranking god, and he is the younger brother of Idar, how much is such a high-ranking god worth.
It's hard for Lin Qi to answer this question, and he doesn't have a clear understanding of Igor's worth.
"I think he should belong to me" An old, hoarse, and evil voice came from the side, "My collection just lacks the skeleton of such a work made of the skeleton of the eagle-headed god, the skeleton of the Sky God Clan, which is a rare commodity." ” Lin Qi's face changed suddenly, he subconsciously took two steps back, and then turned to look at the old man who was speaking.
Dressed in a tattered black and gray robe.
His face was thin and shriveled like a skeleton, and his whole body was full of dead and evil spirits.
Not to mention the ugliness and strangeness of this old man, what made Lin Qi's scalp tingle was that he didn't notice how the old man was close to him.
When did he come, how long did he stand beside him, Lin Qi didn't feel anything at all.
If it weren't for him talking.
Lin Qi would not have found that he was already standing next to such a strange old guy.
Winder glanced at the old man, and then he screamed hysterically: "Bone Knife Socrates, you, you are really alive" Socrates tilted his head to look at Winder, and then grinned happily, "I've never lived."
What do you say, I'm still alive, I'm an undead god, what you call life.
I've never had that experience, so I've never survived, I've just existed so, what you say, I sound like, that's" The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched, this old guy's words were really rushing, and he was really honest enough.
The undead spirits who were formed by the power of the universe of death, they have never lived, how can it be said that they are still alive.
They just exist, just in an alternative way, in this world.
Socrates, the bone carving knife, is really a long-time famous.
Lin Qi looked at this old guy who looked like he would fall to the ground as soon as the wind blew, Lin Qi used his name and asked him to carry the black cauldron.
But Lin Qi didn't expect this old guy to appear here.
Winder looked at Socrates in a daze for a while, and then he suddenly screamed hysterically: "Socrates, what do you want to do I warn you, if you dare to hurt Master Igor, then... ” With a pop, all of Winder's aura suddenly dissipated, and all his vitality was cut off in an instant.
Lin Qi's pupils suddenly condensed to the size of a pintip, and he only vaguely saw a gray-white cold light flashing, and then Wen De was beaten to pieces.
Then something creepy happened to Lin Qi, Wende's sudden shriveling, all his blood and muscles, were swallowed by his bones, and soon Wende became a shining skeleton of bones.
Because all the divine blood and muscles were absorbed by the bones, the bone frame that Wende left behind was full of breath, and the texture was several times stronger and stronger than when he was alive.
Originally, Wen De was just an ordinary upper-level god, but at this moment, the texture of his skeleton was comparable to the bones of the lower-level main god, not only tough, but also looked as warm as jade, which could simply illuminate the human figure.
A few tiger guards who had suppressed Winder instinctively took a few steps back, and then vigilantly slashed their shields and swords.
A trace of red blood came out of them, and one by one they stared at Socrates, who did not look threatening in the slightest.
Socrates chuckled a few times, and then he staggered over to Wind's skeleton and gently lifted his skeleton.
"What a good material, look at it, this feel, this luster, this shape, in this skeleton, you can hear the sorrow of this little guy's soul, and when I slowly carve his skeleton, his soul will scream loudly."
"It's better than music," Socrates turned around, grinned at Lin Qi, and finally said what he thought.
Lin Qi looked at Socrates vigilantly, he only faintly saw Socrates make a move just now, but how he killed Wende, Lin Qi didn't see it clearly.
Socrates, the Bone Carving Knife, an old guy who is notorious among the gods and has countless enmities in the undead god system, was once expelled and killed by the gods together.
In the Ancient God War, he occasionally struck a few times, and each time he set off a sea of corpses and blood.
This is a poisonous snake, a poisonous snake that may erupt at any time and hurt people, and Lin Qi does not dare to be careless about him at all.
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"Lord Socrates, I have heard of your name."
Lin Qi carefully organized the words, for this kind of old monster that has accumulated years, and it is an old immortal who is full of blood and evil to the extreme, he can neither anger him, nor can he appear too flattering, otherwise who knows what unpredictable changes will be caused Socrates is a powerful existence at the god lord level, who knows that he now retains some strength "Notorious" Socrates crossed his hands behind his back and grinned at Lin Qi with a grin: "I know my name is very stinky" After being silent for a while, Lin Qi nodded seriously: "That's right, your murderous reputation has even made me hear."
In the library within the Divine Domain, the account of you is full of blood and horror.
You once hunted the young gods of the major gods, and you killed them all. ” "No, no, no, I didn't kill them" Socrates glanced at the skeleton of Wende lying at his feet, and then smiled at Lin Qi seriously: "Do you know that art is eternal, only the beauty of art can last forever, I turned them into works of art, so, they were immortal, I didn't kill them, I just let them get eternal life" As if intrigued by Lin Qigou, Socrates fumbled in his sleeve for a while, and then pulled out a pale golden, translucent, carved wine bowl as thin as a cicada's wing, with countless brilliant roses engraved on it.
He carefully held the wine bowl that emitted a faint divine light, and at the same time, hoarse cries were constantly heard, and his eyes looked at Lin Qi with burning eyes.
"Look, the most perfect piece of my rose wine vessel is the rose wine bowl carved from the skull of the light god of the Asil god clan, the cousin of the god of the morning sun, Ayijestheri" Socrates gently looked at the wine bowl, trembling with excitement: "Ayijestheli, the most beautiful goddess of the god of light, a very young girl, when I took off her skull, her screams were really, too, too charming" Socrates' withered and gray face showed a trace of abnormal redness, and he was so excited that the joints of his body collided with each other, and constantly made a jingle and crunch: "You know that it is a supreme artistic achievement to let a young life suddenly wither in her most beautiful moment, and then transform her life into an eternal work of art, so that she can stop forever in her most beautiful moment."
The "old madman" suddenly grunted as Kalhan, who was holding Igor and didn't let go, which was Kalhan's most instinctive reaction after hearing Socrates' hysterical howl.
His voice was slight, but still well heard by Socrates.
"What" Socrates' face suddenly gloomy, he turned around, looked at Kalhan indifferently, and sneered slowly: "What do you say, you say that I am an old madman, you fool who dares to desecrate art, despicable human being, why don't you die."
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