I lived two hundred years

Chapter 457 Truncation
"No." The golden skull directly refused, "I'm here to ask you to make a holy emblem for me. I know it's presumptuous, but I hope you can agree to my request."

"It's not impossible to order a holy emblem..." Shen Lang said, "However, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay the reward I want."

"What do you want?" There was a hint of excitement in the golden skull's tone.

For a person like him who is stuck in a bottleneck, a tailor-made holy emblem is really important.

The golden skull has already understood the mystery of the Hou level, and it is only one step away from resonating with the heavens and the earth, but it has been limited by the holy emblem and has been unable to take that step for a long time.

For a strong man who pursues strength, this kind of suffering is comparable to hell.

It's fine if there is no hope, victory is clearly in front of you, but you can't touch it.

This feeling is infinitely more painful than simple disappointment.

He is willing to give anything if he can be freed from this pain.

Shen Lang seemed to be moved by the persistence in the golden skull's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "King-level material."

When the golden skull heard these four words, it couldn't help shaking.

"King grade material?"

"You heard me right. What I want is not a Hou class, but a higher-level King class." Shen Lang said seriously, "You may think it's too expensive, but this is my price tag."

"If the holy emblem you create can be highly compatible with mine, king-level materials are not too expensive. However, king-level materials are hard to come by, and there is no market for them. Even if I want to, I can't find them." The golden skull sighed. tone.

"This is your problem." Shen Lang touched his chin and said, "Maybe the Sky Eye Guild can help you."

The golden skull's eyes flickered, and he cupped his hands to Shen Lang and said, "I will bring you king-level materials, and I hope Mr. Stryker won't let me down by then."

"If you can really bring king-level materials, I will definitely create a Hou-level holy emblem with a matching degree of more than 95." Shen Lang said seriously.

The golden skull's eyes lit up, and he said seriously: "It's a deal."

A Hou-level holy emblem with a matching degree of 95 or higher.

This result can be much higher than the psychological expectations of the Golden Skull.

He was already content to get a general-level pinnacle holy emblem with a fit of over [-].

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang's conditions would be so generous.

The quotation that sounded expensive at first, but now that I think about it, it is not only not expensive, but also a bit cheap.

King-level materials are rare, but Hou-level holy emblems are rare, and the matching degree above 95 is even more extraordinary.

Although the grade of the holy emblem is related to the material, it is not absolute.

King-level materials may not be able to produce a good holy emblem, and king-level holy emblems may not necessarily require king-level materials.

Shen Lang used ordinary wood to make the holy emblem before, so he could get a glimpse of it.

King-level materials are rare, but in terms of value, they may not be comparable to a Hou-level holy emblem.

"You go away like this. Where are these guys?"

Shen Lang looked at the golden skeleton who turned and left, and pointed to Paladin, Ghost Thorn, and Steel Rock.

"They're presents. Now Mr. Stryker's. Do with them what you want."

The sound came from afar, and the golden skull had already gone.

Shen Lang shook his head and kicked the three of them.

Soon, they broke away from the state of suspended animation and woke up.

It is only suitable for those who are still in an ignorant stage and have no words for a long time.

After a while, they regained their sanity and their faces became ugly.

They were not ignorant in the state of suspended animation, they could hear the conversation between the golden skull and Shen Lang clearly.

They all couldn't accept the sudden change from a domineering figure to a prisoner.

Especially the Paladin.

He never thought that he would meet Shen Lang again in this way.

A gift that can be given around at will.

He is a deacon of the assassin guild, a former gold medal assassin, in the eyes of the golden skull and Shen Lang, he is actually a dispensable thing.

This feeling of self-esteem being trampled under his feet made him almost go crazy.

But he didn't.

He has seen too many winners and losers.

Stryker has already won, and he is a complete loser, and the loser has no right to choose.

"What do you want to do to us?"

The first to speak was Ghost Thorn.

He was the person present who hated Shen Lang the most.

The reason was simply because Shen Lang easily defeated him, making him embarrassing in front of those businessmen and being ridiculed by Paladin.

After this period of twists and turns, not only did his hatred for Shen Lang not decrease, but it became more intense.

Shen Lang could tell at a glance, but he didn't care.

An ant's hatred and malice can't do him any harm at all.He didn't even bother to pay attention.

"You go."

Shen Lang waved his hand, as if chasing people away.

Paladin, who had been waiting for his own fate to be judged, widened his eyes and looked at Shen Lang in disbelief.

"What? Do you want to stay at my Reunion Hotel?" Shen Lang laughed, "I will not refuse you if I open the door for business. However, I don't accept credit. Do you have any money?"

"No, I don't want to stay. I'm leaving right now."

Gang Yan doesn't think about what's there anymore, his first reaction is to leave, and run as far as he can.

Shen Lang watched him stagger and run out, indifferent.

Only then did Paladin and Ghost Cricket realize that what Shen Lang said was true.

He really didn't take them to heart at all.

"Strike, don't be complacent. I'm just in trouble..."

Ghost Thorn only felt that he had been greatly insulted, and was extremely ashamed, pointing at Shen Lang, he was about to explode.

But he held it in for a long time, but he couldn't hold back the next words.

"what happened to you?"

Paladin was a little strange and couldn't help asking.

At this time, he and the ghost stabbed each other in the same disease, unconsciously shared the same hatred, and forgot the relationship between the two of them as superiors and subordinates.

Ghost Thorn ignored Paladin and looked at Shen Lang with horror on his face.

"Why is the power of my holy emblem gone?"

"Experiment. I just said it." Shen Lang laughed.

Ghost Thorn's face turned pale in an instant.

Paladin's complexion was not looking good either.

He hastily mobilized the strength in his body, but it was empty, nothing.

The power of his holy emblem at the pinnacle of the general level disappeared without a trace.

"Impossible, it's not true."

Paladin's eyes widened and he paused every word, as if he wanted to hypnotize himself and make himself believe what he said.

Shen Lang shook his head and ignored them.

Shen Lang's kick just now not only awakened them, but also cut off their connection with the holy emblem.

Without Shen Lang's release, they will lose the power of the Holy Emblem forever and become ordinary people.

Without the protection of the Assassins Guild and the protection of the Holy Emblem, what would happen to Paladin and the others is completely conceivable.

There are few good people in Huangjing City.

Those who were oppressed by them before will definitely try their best to welcome Paladin and them.

"Should I let people stare at them, so as not to let them die easily?"

(End of this chapter)