The Demon Emperor silently waited for the deceased to finish laughing.

To be honest, he has a heartfelt fear for crazy researchers like the dead.

This kind of obsessive madness is completely incomprehensible to him, but only this kind of madness can study what everyone desperately desires, and the Demon Sovereign can only endure it silently.

"So... all the time, those people you taught the art of passing away were just tool people who helped you guard the experimental site?"

The Demon Emperor suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Hehe, it's not completely used as a tool, right? I gave them immortal spells and they helped me carry out my experiments. It's fair, isn't it?"

The deceased finally finished laughing, he regained his plain expression and replied.

The Demon King laughed awkwardly, and did not say much. For him, the way of thinking of the deceased was not something he could fully understand.

"Since you have figured out everything, how do you need me to help you?"

The Demon King asked suspiciously.

The principle explained by the deceased is not very obscure. What he is now puzzled is only the motive of the deceased.

"Of course you need your help, otherwise, it will be difficult to carry out the **** creation plan."

The deceased counted lightly.

"How to say?"

The Demon King frowned and asked.

"This matter is very easy to understand. It took me more than 1,000 years to strengthen my soul to its current state. Indeed, my current soul strength is stronger than those of the gods, but this has been swallowed countless times. The result is accumulated. How long do you think it will take if we want to make gods in large quantities?"

"This..."

The Demon King was speechless.

Indeed, it took so long for the deceased to reach this level. Even if the standard is lowered a little, it will only take hundreds of years to reach the **** level.

"Now you understand why I came to seek your help?"

"war!"

Reminiscent of the current tension on the entire Chaos Continent, the Demon Emperor blurted out.

"Yes, only war can provide such a large number of souls in a short period of time. With the power of faith I have collected over the past hundreds of years, we can create a group of god-level powerhouses to attack the gods. The mainland, occupy a territory that belongs to us. Why do you think I am letting go of the hostility of the entire Chaos Continent? The purpose is to fight a battle to collect a huge amount of souls."

"But on the Chaos Continent, the only people who can withstand such a large-scale war are we who have been developing in secret?"

"You are very smart. This is indeed the reason why I came to seek your help. Now the humans and orcs of the entire Chaos Continent have been organized. It is the best opportunity for me and you. I can This batch produced a god-level team, and you can also successfully reach the god-level, and then logically let the monster race take over control of the entire Chaos Continent."

The people who have passed away speak very bluntly, as if arguably sharing the spoils.

The Demon Emperor fell silent.

If he is not moved, this is simply impossible.

God level!

These two words have a fatal attraction to all the creatures on the Chaos Continent, not to mention the demon emperor who has reached the holy level and is only close to the door.

Moreover, the Yaozu has been shrinking on the entire Chaos Continent for so many years. It does not mean that they have no desire to rule on this continent. It is simply because the Yaozu does not believe in any gods and is afraid of being worshipped by those human empires. It's just revenge.

If things really develop according to what the departed person said, then it would be a good thing for the entire Monster Race.

The only thing the Demon Emperor considered was whether the deceased could abide by the agreement he said.

However, reminiscent of the undisguised behavior of the departed person, he was not like the kind of person who designed to frame the demon race.

To be precise, he is just a lunatic, an unscrupulous lunatic for his own ideals. He just wants to do what he wants to do. Since the Yaozu only plays an auxiliary role in this process, it should be unreasonable to be He cheated.

The Demon Emperor didn't take a long time, and he immediately figured out the truth.

"I agree!"

"Very well, I guess you almost agreed without hesitation."

The deceased nodded, with a very satisfied expression.

"But... we have one more person to deal with."

"who?"

"I'll tell you..."

...

Many days later, the tavern in Star City.

Lin Mo lazily pushed open the door of the tavern, turned his head around and saw Duan Shuang sitting in the corner at a glance.

Anshuang just looked at him with a smile, and walked to the table and sat down.

"What's the matter? I remember that the task of hunting down believers who can use the technique of death is over long ago."

Lin Mo stretched out his hand for a glass of beer, then asked suspiciously.

"Yes, those tasks have already ended, but our cooperation and friendship have not ended because of this. My Lord God, thank you for the believers who have been helping us hunt down those who have passed away during this period of time. We thank you very much. I would like to invite you to be a guest in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, Lord Demon King specially prepared a thank you gift for you, a piece of pyrite for ten thousand years!"

God Dark Frost said mysteriously.

"Demon Emperor?"

"Yes."

"Aren't your demons not believe in any gods? Why did you prepare gifts for me, the envoy?"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"Um... Although we don’t believe in any gods, it doesn’t mean that we don’t know how to make friends. Lord Demon King personally issued an order to inform me to invite you to be a guest. This is the first time I have come across this kind of experience after so long. The situation is."

Anshuang replied quickly after rolling his eyes.

"Then I am really flattered... well, since you are so hospitable, if you don't go, it will refute your face."

Lin Mo scratched his head, and agreed very readily.

The two exchanged greetings for another while before Lin Mo said goodbye to Anshuang and left the tavern.

Lin Mo turned around and walked into an empty alley. In a blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in place, and then suddenly appeared in the city lord's mansion.

"When has the Yaozu been so hospitable?"

Zhongtong asked. She and Lin Mo shared the perspective just now, so she was also very clear about what happened just now.

"Go...hehe, it's definitely a feast of feasts. It's no good if you go."

Lin Mo said with a sneer.

"Hongmen Banquet?"

Zhongtong repeated it again, showing a puzzled expression.

"This is our native dialect, it's normal if you don't understand it."

Lin Mo called haha, and then adjusted the system.

"System, how much power of faith does it take to exchange ten thousand years of fire spar?"

"The Chaos Continent has only existed for five thousand years, and there is no 10,000-year flint at all."

"by!"